Vegeta's Pre-training Technique

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Stats: Published: 2019-01-20 Updated: 2020-10-19 Chapters: 124/? Words:
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Vegeta's Pre-training Technique

by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer), Ishizu

Summary

Goku and Broly have started sparring, but Broly's style is fighting to the death. Goku tries a
technique he learned from the Prince to release excess energy before training. Things go
well but now Goku is going to have to give Broly more than what he bargained for.

Along the way, Goku rekindles with his family, he learns about himself and his place
among the Saiyans, he comes to accept his heritage, or most of it, and more (sexy)
shenanigans are had.

All the while a dark being has plans for the Legendary Super Saiyan.
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Notes

WARNING! SPOILERS.

If you haven't watched the movie, go see it before reading this fic. Things will make more
sense if you've seen the movie.

You've been warned. I take no responsibility for spoiling the movie for you.

You can read the missing scenes here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/41458049

PLEASE read the tags.

See the end of the work for more notes

Inspired by Quick Sketches by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

 Taking the Edge off

The sound of flesh colliding with flesh could be heard and felt around the two figures fighting.
Animals scurried away to avoid becoming the next poor spot that got crushed under these beings'
power blasts. The ground shook, the sky was littered with bursts of energy, and two spectators
decided this sparring session was becoming increasingly dangerous to witness.

"We best skedaddle, Lemo. We might get caught in the crossfire," Cheelai told her friend. "The
cave is far enough from their sparring grounds."

"Agreed." Lemo replied. "We best leave these two to their training. I'm sure Broly is in good
hands."

"I still don't trust that Goku guy." Cheelai frowned and crossed her arms.

"Oh, come on. Broly is ten times stronger than him. If anything, it's Goku I'm worried about."
"Hmph."

Lemo stared at his friend, a wicked smirk appeared across his face. "But I guess it's natural that
you're so worried about Broly." He shrugged.

"Eh?! What's that supposed to mean?!" Cheelai blushed and shook her fist at Lemo.

"Nothing, nothing. Let's get going before they really start going at it."

Lemo and Cheelai left the scene to the safety of their cave turned house, letting the two full
blooded Saiyans to their exercises.

Goku was struggling to keep up. He was in his Ascended Super Saiyan form and Broly was still
besting him by a long shot.

"Broly, wai- ACK!" Goku barely dodged what could've been a fatal blow to the head. The small
mountain where he had landed before was now a pile of crumbled rock.

"BROLY!" That seemed to catch the other's attention and Broly stopped fighting.

"Huh?"

"WHEW! Boy, it's tough t' keep up with ya. Just remember this is a trainin' exercise, and not a real
battle. You've been close t' killin' me like four times!"

"Oh. I apologize." Came Broly's response.

Goku waved him off, "ya need t' learn how t' control yer power, buddy. Otherwise ya'll end up
without a sparrin' partner and I'll end up in Otherworld again." Goku chuckled and scratched the
back of his head.

"What's- Otherworld?" Broly quirked an eyebrow at Goku.

"Oh, hahaha, it's the place you go to when ya die. And I rather stay alive t' keep trainin' with ya."
Goku played with his tattered gi for a bit.

Broly gave a small smile.

The Earth Saiyan powered down. "Let's take a break. We'll continue once I get my energy back."

Broly and Goku touched down on the mostly destroyed grounds and sat down.

"Have ya ever tried meditation?" Goku asked his new friend.

Broly frowned. His father had tried to get him to meditate but Broly never saw the point of it. He
believed in letting all out when fighting, and that was a hard belief to drill out of him, Paragus had
found out, so he stopped making Broly try to meditate and instead built a shock collar for him with
a remote control. It was the only way he could think of to keep Broly's power in check.

"No. I never was able to."

"Well, there's nothin' like 'now' t' learn stuff, right?" Goku sat cross legged facing Broly, "try it
with me!"

Broly obediently sat cross legged, imitating Goku's posture, and closed his eyes as soon as Goku
did.

"Clear yer mind of any thoughts." Goku almost whispered.

Broly frowned. He was too hyped up from the sparring session to not replay the images of it in his
head.
He tried again, but mental pictures would just not leave him alone.

"Grrrr, I can't!" Broly bashed his fists against the rocky terrain, causing fractures to ripple around
where they were sitting.

"Easy, champ. It takes practice."

Broly was mad and frustrated. His temper easily got a hold of him. "I don't want to do this
anymore."

Goku sighed, "well, we need t' think of somethin' t' take the edge off ya." He tapped his chin with a
finger. An idea struck and Goku smiled. "I know! Vegeta taught me a special technique for
releasin' pent up energy. He said it was a very secret technique so this stays between us, okay?"

Broly nodded, curious about this special, secret technique Goku was talking about.

"I need ya to sit on that rock over there." Goku pointed to a small, flat rock, and watched as Broly
got up and took a seat. Goku followed.

"Now then," Goku cracked his hands and his neck, looking very smug. "Okay, I'm gonna release
ya from yer pants."

"Huh?" Broly wondered what he meant by that. As Goku went to grab the crotch area of Broly's
leggings, Broly caught his hands by the wrist and stopped Goku from going any further. "What are
you doing?"

"Hm? Oh. This technique won't work if yer wearin' pants."

A blush creeped over Broly's cheeks, "I-" More images invaded his mind, images of his father and
how Broly had learned the hard way not to give into certain urges. "I'm not allowed to do that. Not
with someone else."

Goku tilted his head, "did Paragus teach ya that?"

Broly nodded. His source had refused to help Broly when he came of age, leaving the young
Saiyan to take care of his own problems. Every time Broly had wanted to get close to him, Paragus
would activate the shock collar and Broly would suffer through immense pain.

Goku smiled and placed his hands on Broly's thighs, "there's nothin' wrong with pleasure, Broly.
We're Saiyans. And like Vegeta said; 'our bodies are built for war and sex'!" Goku winked at his
new sparring partner.

Broly was still hesitant, so Goku added, "besides, yer dad ain't here anymore. Ya can let loose.
Trust me."

The larger Saiyan gulped and let go of Goku's wrists, a silent gesture for him to continue.

Goku smiled and let his hands rub up and down Broly's muscular thighs. He started purring as he
felt the muscles tense and untense beneath his careful ministrations.

"What's that sound you're making?" Broly asked.

Goku stopped, his cheeks becoming pink. "It's called purring. It happens when yer havin' a good
time." He continued massaging Broly's legs, with every upward stroke, he got closer and closer to
his destination.

Seeing Broly release a breath of air, Goku boldly moved his hands to the hem of Broly's leggings
and pulled them down slowly, revealing more and more skin.

"You okay, champ?"

"Y-yeah!" Broly gasped as his hardening member was revealed.

"Oh wow. It keeps goin'!" Goku chuckled until he saw just how big Broly was, and that was no
laughing matter. "Oh. My. Kami."

"What?" Asked Broly, confused. "Why did you stop?"

"Nothin'- Just... Yer huge!"

Broly, not really having another Saiyan to compare his size with, nor growing in a culture where
size mattered, didn't quite understand the small sparkle in Goku's eyes as his entire dick was
released from its confinements.

"Is that bad?"

"Oh, no! It's not bad at all." Goku replied with glee. "The more t' love, right?"

The larger Saiyan cocked an eyebrow, but let Goku marvel at his member for a while longer. "Now
what?"

Goku snapped out of his trance. Sure, Vegeta was big but Broly! He was on his own level. "Hm?
Oh, now I can help ya relax." Goku took a steadying breath before bringing his lips to the very tip
of Broly's cock and placing a soft kiss on it.

Broly held his breath as he watched Goku rub his moistened lips along his shaft. It felt
otherworldly, nothing like his own callused hand. Then, without warning, Goku swiped his tongue
from the base of his cock to the tip before plunging down, taking almost half of the length in his
mouth in one go until the head hit the back of his throat.

"Oh, GODS!" Broly exclaimed. It was a heavenly feeling to have someone use their mouth to
pleasure him. A tongue teased his slit before rubbing the underside of his dick. Broly shut his eyes,
his hands curled into fists, and his legs shook.

When Goku started bobbing his head up and down, each time taking more of Broly inside his
mouth, the larger Saiyan let out a howl of pleasure as he threw his head back. He felt his body
catching on fire, energy wracked his frame, and jolts of electricity went up his spine. He was about
to release inside his new ally's mouth and the thought was invigorating.

Broly placed his hands on either side of Goku's head and held him still. Goku glanced up to see
Broly's eyes had turned golden. He tried to get off of Broly's dick to ask what was wrong but the
other Saiyan wasn't having it. Broly stood up and tightened his grip on Goku's hair before he
proceeded to face fuck him with a brutal pace.

Goku groaned and tapped Broly's thigh. He could barely breath with that gigantic cock constricting
his airway. Tears gathered in his eyes and Goku realized Broly would not stop until he climaxed.
All the smaller Saiyan could do was hang on and enjoy the ride.
It didn't take long for Broly to reach the edge and spill inside Goku's mouth. With a roar and an
energy spike that left a sizable crater underneath them, Broly released in long spurts of liquid white
down Goku's throat. Wave after wave, he rode his orgasm hard.

Finally, Goku's head was let go of and Goku took several gulps of air. He felt dizzy after the rough
treatment, but what else was he to expect from someone like Broly? He was rough around the
edges, and little by little, Goku was going to polish them out.

"Wow." Was all Goku could say.

Broly's eyes widened and he knelt down in front of Goku, "sorry. I couldn't control myself."

"It's fine!" Goku said cheerfully. "It's not like I didn't enjoy it. So, did ya like it?"

"Kakarot... " Broly had long ago chosen to call Goku by his Saiyan name after Goku had explained
why he had two names. Besides, Goku had asked Broly to call him 'Kakarot'.

"Yeah?"

"I want more."

 Broly Wants More

"Eh?!" Goku heard Broly, but his brain failed to process that request.

Broly was getting agitated again. He stood up, grabbing his smaller sparring partner, and lifted him
until not even his toes touched the ground. "I WANT MORE."

Goku blushed, finally understanding the implications of that sentence. He wiggled out of Broly's
grasp and giggled, "gee, Broly. Do ya really wanna have sex with me?"

Broly tilted his head to the side, "what is that word?"

"WHAT?!" Goku face planted on the ground. He couldn't believe this hunk of a Saiyan didn't even
know what 'sex' meant. But then thinking about it, and how badly Paragus must've raised him, it
wasn't all that shocking.

Goku put a fist to his mouth and thought for a while. "I can't imagine yer dad being the fatherly
type t' sit ya down and explain the birds and the bees t' ya. So I'll do that for ya!" He finished
enthusiastically. Goku sat down and patted the ground next to him for Broly. Once Broly was
seated as well, Goku began.

"Vegeta has explained a lot about Saiyans t' me. It's really cool! For one, we have both parts. Um...
Ya know- A dick and a pussy."

Broly quirked an eyebrow. His ki started increasing.

"Okay, okay, okay! Let me show ya." Goku stood up and untied the sash holding his gi up. As his
pants were lowered, a fluffy black tail appeared, wrapped around his waist.

"You have a tail." Broly noticed.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Vegeta and I had them restored a while back. Vegeta said it's pointless t' know
about Saiyans without havin' a tail. Dontcha have one?"
Broly hesitantly reached out to touch the other Saiyan's tail but stopped midway. "My source
removed it."

"Oh." Goku paused. "Well, I can get it back for ya if ya want. It's really simple!" Goku unwound
his tail from his waste and flicked Broly's nose with it. The larger warrior automatically breathed in
the musky scent coming from it and groaned. He started getting up only to be stopped by Goku.

"Easy, big guy. I still need t' show ya how it all works." Goku lowered his boxers and turned
around, bending over as he did so. He slid a hand between his legs and pulled his breeding hole
open. "See? We have a pussy," he stood up and turned around, "and a dick." Goku held on to his
shaft and gave it a few pumps.

Broly sniffed the air and growled softly. He pulled his leggings down and tried feeling for his
breeding hole only to find he didn't have one. "Where is mine?"

"Oh. That's because yer still a virgin. That means ya've never had vaginal sex before." Goku
kneeled in front of his sparring partner and took a look, feeling his way around Broly's groin. "See?
Ya still have the membrane that covers the entrance. But dun worry about it." Goku blushed while
saying the next part, "ya'll be toppin' me this time, if that's okay. I really want t' feel yer massive
cock inside me..."

Broly perked up at those words, "inside you?"

"Yeah! Ya put yer dick inside my pussy and then we have sex."

Broly started getting up, intent on lowering Goku to the ground to do just that. A hand stopped him
and Broly growled louder this time.

"Ya need t' prep me first," Goku said softly, "such a big guy like you will tear me apart."

"Prep?!" Broly was growing increasingly frustrated with all these new words.

"Ya use yer fingers inside me." Goku got up, took his boots and garments off and propped himself
on his elbows on a nearby rock that had survived their sparring.

Broly followed and stood next to him, not knowing what to do.
"Put two fingers in yer mouth and get them all wet, then put those fingers inside my breeder." Goku
said helpfully.

The large Saiyan did just that. He sucked on his digits, then brought them down to Goku's
entrance. He stuck his fingers inside and gasped, "you're so warm!"

"Hahaha, yeah. Our bodies- Ngh! Are very warm inside." Goku started purring, making Broly
pause. "Try moving yer fingers in and out of me."

Broly, still mesmerized by the sound Goku was making, did so without a thought. His fingers slid
out and then in again, out and in. Goku's moan made him stop, "why are you making that noise?"
Broly asked.

"Because it feels good." Goku wiggled his ass to get Broly to continue.

His fingers continued to thrust into Goku, Broly instinctively started to increase the pace, making
Goku moan even more. "I like the sounds you're making." Broly's cock, already knowing what to
do before he did, began getting hard.

"Yeah? Add another finger and ya'll make me moan even louder." Goku said cheerfully.

Broly pulled his fingers out and sucked on another one, he couldn't help but run his tongue across
the two digits that were working Goku open as well and he let out a moan, "you taste good." Broly
then stuck all three fingers inside Goku's breeding entrance and started pumping them in and out at
a fast pace.

Goku groaned loudly and his tail puffed up to twice its size. It twisted around Broly's wrist to
encourage him. "Oh, yes! Dun stop, Broly."

Broly watched the tail tighten around his arm and couldn't resist touching it. He remembered how
much it could hurt to touch such a sensitive place so he was very careful.

"AHH!" Goku gasped at the sudden feeling in his tail. "Stroke it downwards, it'll make me feel real
good!"
Broly did so and heard his partner let out a long moan. Broly smiled. He really liked the sounds
coming from Goku. Without much thought, Broly channeled some ki to his fingers and began
thrusting them in and out hard. Goku almost screamed. He arched his back and spread his legs
more. His tail released Broly's wrist and stood tall in invitation.

Broly noticed a sweet smell coming from Goku's tail. He followed his nose until he found the
source of it. On the very base of the tail, there was a plump pinkish patch of skin that was oozing a
drop of clear liquid. Broly couldn't help but taste it.

As soon as Broly's tongue touched Goku's tail gland, the smaller Saiyan let out a yelp and his
orgasm came crashing down.

"NNNGG- OH, FUCK!" Goku wasn't one to use expletives, but the surprise climax was so intense,
he couldn't help himself from roaring the words out.

Broly watched as liquid poured from Goku's breeding entrance. His hand was now soaked in
transparent slick.

"Oh, wow!" Goku could barely hold himself up. "That was fantastic." He panted.

Broly removed his fingers and started licking them out of curiosity. The slick didn't taste as sweet
as the small bud on the base of Goku's tail did, but it still tasted wonderful.

Goku turned around and watched as Broly licked his hand clean, "heh, sorry about the mess."
Goku scratched the back of his head, "ya just caught me off guard."

"When do I put this inside you?" Broly grabbed his cock, it was standing at full attention now.

Goku's eyes sparkled, "now is a good time." He said, lying on the rocky floor and spreading his
legs.

Broly knelt above him, "do I just put it in?"

"Yeah! I'm good to go." Goku winked at the taller Saiyan.

Broly grabbed hold of his shaft and felt for Goku's opening. Once he found it, he pushed inside and
choked.

"You okay, big guy?"

"Yes." Broly closed his eyes and savored the feeling of penetrating someone for the first time.
Goku was so, so warm inside, and so slick and tight and perfect.

"This feels..."

"Feels good, dun it?" Goku smiled as his body accommodated Broly's girth.

Once Broly fit all he could inside Goku, he stopped, "now what?"

"Ya pull out about halfway, and then push in again," Goku helped out.

The large Saiyan did so and couldn't bite back a moan. He pulled out and pushed back inside,
slowly creating a rhythm.

"Ohhhh~ Broly." Goku panted, "ya feel so good. Yer so big!"

Broly smiled and increased the pace. His mind snapped at the strong sensations coursing through
his body. He grabbed Goku by the waist and pulled both of them upright. He started pumping in
and out vigorously while Goku could only moan and hang on for dear life as he rode Broly's
massive cock. The sounds of their skin slapping together became louder.

"UGH! Broly! Slow down a bit, I'm-"

Broly growled and pushed more of his dick inside Goku. He could feel something squeezing
around the head of his shaft every time he thrust upward. He didn't know what it was, but he knew
he had to push through. Instinct pushed him further, and with a mighty roar, Broly pierced Goku's
cervix and came inside, his ki skyrocketed, destroying what little land was left untouched. Goku
followed almost immediately, the sensations of having a dick swell up inside his womb were too
much to resist.
Both Saiyans moaned as their bodies locked together. Broly was still pulsing inside of Goku's
womb, had Goku been in his heat, it would've surely impregnated him.

Goku's mind was in a daze, and without thinking, he kissed Broly soundly. That seemed to break
the spell for Broly and he gasped.

"What do you call that?"

"Huh?" Goku dreamily looked up at his new lover.

"This..." Broly repeated Goku's actions and kissed him back.

"Oh, that's called a kiss," Goku smiled lazily, "sorry. I was too forward."

"I like it." Broly commented. He kissed Goku again, and again. Soon tongues were introduced and
Broly couldn't get enough of it.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

A gruff voice registered in Goku's brain and he gasped, separating himself from Broly's mouth. He
turned to look at a lone figure clad in dark blue in the distance.

"VEGETA?!"
 The Prince Tags in
Chapter Notes

A big fat thank you to Ishizu who gave me some ideas for this chapter <3 She always
keeps my muse under ropes and I'm grateful for that :D

Goku stared as the Prince's small frame approached them. He tried to get up, which was a big
mistake as he and Broly's bodies were still connected. Both Saiyans groaned at the rather painful
tug on their genitals.

"How did ya get here?" Goku looked around and saw no ship. Besides, Goku never gave the
planet's coordinates to Bulma, it was impossible for anyone but himself to find the planet Broly
was on.

"Honestly, I do not know how it happened. I felt your ki's and was able to teleport to them. I must
have learned it while we were fused as Gogeta- DO NOT CHANGE THE SUBJECT! Why is
Broly buried balls deep inside your cunt, you SLUT?!" Vegeta violently waved an arm at them.

Goku felt Broly's arms come up and tighten around him as if trying to protect him. "I know this
looks bad, but- I-it ain't what it looks like... Well, it IS but-"

"Bullshit. Are you going to tell me it was an accident? You slipped and landed on his dick?!"

"Vegetaaaa~ Ya even told me it's normal for Saiyans t' have more than one lover-"

"NOT. MY. LOVER." Vegeta spat.

Goku frowned and Broly growled at the Prince. "I was trying t' help him out, Vegeta. His dad
never told him anythin' about anythin', he didn't even know what sex was. It was messin' with the
sparrin' and I just wanted to help take the edge off. And then things just... Happened."

Vegeta seethed, "you were kissing him as well."

"Oh, that. Well, kissin' ain't that big a deal on Earth. I sorta forgot it's a big deal for Saiyans." Goku
scratched the back of his head.

"You forgot." Vegeta stated in a mocking voice and crossed his arms to keep them from lashing out
at the younger Saiyan.

"Sorry."

"Oh, you shall be sorry." Vegeta walked up to them and grabbed Goku by the scruff of his neck,
making Goku yelp in surprise. "This Saiyan here is MINE." The Prince enunciated each word,
staring daggers at Broly.

When Goku felt Broly's ki increase dramatically, he shook Vegeta off, "w-what he means, Broly, is
that we're lovers. Um- That's another thing I haven't taught ya about." Goku turned Broly's face
towards him, tying his best to calm the other Saiyan down. "See, Saiyans can have many mates,
and um, that's completely ok-"

"Can I be your mate?" Broly asked suddenly. Goku blushed.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT." Vegeta interrupted.

Broly turned to him again and bared his fangs, he tried moving away from Goku but his cock was
still swollen up inside Goku's womb. "What- Why can't I move from you?"

Goku blushed even deeper, "It's because yer a latcher, apparently. Latchers can make the head of
their dick swell inside another Saiyan's womb. We're kinda stuck until my body releases ya."

"Release me then. I will fight this Saiyan so I can be your mate."

"Hmph!" Vegeta puffed his chest out and looked away.

"That's not how it works, Broly. My body will release ya when it's good and ready. Also, once
Saiyans become mates, they stay mates until one of them dies- NO! Dun get any ideas." Goku
added hastily when he saw Broly's smirk. "Besides, Vegeta and I ain't mates, just lovers. So dun go
killing Vegeta... I- Like him. A lot."

Broly turned to look at Goku, "you like me too, right?"

Goku saw the hurt in the larger Saiyan's eyes. "Oh, dear. Look... Let's just take things easy. We'll
wait until my body is finished and we can separate, then we can talk things over."

"As if." Vegeta grimaced. "I have nothing to say to both of you. I shall let my fists do the talking."

"Geetaaaaa~" Goku whined. He knew how much that irritated the older Saiyan but he couldn't
help it. He hated this kind of conflict.

"Don't you 'Geeta' me, you third class. As soon as you two are done I WILL fight him."

Goku frowned, the Prince hadn't used that term in a long time. He must really be angry. Broly again
tightened his arms around his lover.

Goku sighed. "There ain't no need for that. Broly still has a lot t' learn and YOU have some things
t' learn too. Ya can't be so possessive all the time, Vegeta. Ya even told me Saiyans enjoy sharin'.
'The more the merrier' is what ya told me."

"That- It does not apply to me! I am royalty and as such, I get to have what I want."

Before Goku could retort, his body shuddered and Broly's cock was released. Broly slipped out as
Goku stood up, dripping, half naked, and unsteady. Vegeta's eyes went wide as he saw what Broly
was packing.

"My- Gods, you are huge." The Prince then understood why Goku had wanted to get fucked by it.
Any Saiyan would. "You are as big as-"

"If ya say 'Raditz' I swear I'll be the one fightin' you, Vegeta."

"Well, he IS."
Broly got up and adjusted his leggings. He stared Vegeta down, confronting him, ready to fight off
anyone who would stop him from being Goku's mate. Vegeta ignored the challenge, his mind
already working a different scenario, no longer interested in fighting for the right to fuck Goku.

"I'm sick and tired of ya mentionin' him every chance ya get!"

Vegeta smirked at his ex rival, "now who is the one being possessive?"

"I-" Goku shut his mouth at that.

"You, boy. How would you like to try a real Saiyan?" Vegeta snapped his fingers at Broly. Broly
growled and got into a fighting stance. "Ohhh~ You want to fight for dominance? That can work
too." Vegeta dropped into attack mode.

"You two really don't need t'-" Goku was interrupted by Vegeta's roar as he charged Broly. Broly
immediately countered the attack and sent Vegeta flying into a nearby rock, he then charged
Vegeta in turn.

"Broly!" Goku tried calling out for him but it was too late, Broly was too eager to fight Vegeta for
Goku. Vegeta, on the other hand, was fighting Broly for a completely different reason.

The large Saiyan was quickly gaining the upper hand. Vegeta, in his base form, hadn't the smallest
chance of winning against Broly, even if Broly was also in his base form. And Vegeta was well
aware of this fact. They fought until Broly pinned Vegeta to the rocky floor, his hands came up to
wrap themselves around Vegeta's neck.

"YOU TWO, STOP!" Goku ran to where his comrades were and tried pulling Broly off, the larger
Saiyan simple shrugged Goku off as if he were a mere fly. Goku fell flat on his ass, he quickly got
up and transformed into Super Saiyan, intent on getting Broly off his partner.

"K-Kakarot! Do not dare!" Vegeta's strangled voice made Goku stop. "I g-got it under control!"

"What?!" Goku stared at Vegeta as if he lost his mind. Surely blood wasn't reaching his brain.
"He'll kill ya!"
"He- Will not!" As soon as Vegeta uttered these words, the tight hold on his neck loosened, Broly
started sniffing around. Vegeta took a few gulps of air and maneuvered his top off to let the scent
of his milk hit Broly full force. Vegeta was using a Saiyan's last resort to persuade their attackers
into something other than fighting to the death; sex.

Broly closed his eyes and inhaled, "what is that smell?"

"That is the smell of a Prince allowing you to top him." Vegeta said smugly. "Did you really think I
would let the chance of getting fucked by that massive cock pass me by?"

"UGH! Yer such a size queen!" Goku powered down and threw his arms in the air, exasperated. He
should have known Vegeta would pull such a cheap trick to get Broly in the mood.

Broly followed the scent to Vegeta's chest, there was white liquid coming out of his nipples, he
touched the fluid and brought it to his mouth. It tasted even better than Goku's tail gland.

"Feel free to try more~" Vegeta purred.

Broly didn't need to be asked twice, he ducked his head and ran his tongue along Vegeta's nipple
before taking it into his mouth and sucking. Vegeta moaned as his bud was surrounded by the
warm mouth.

"You will find that I can be an even better partner than Kakarot." Vegeta combed his fingers
through Broly's wild mane, pressing his face into his chest.

"Oh, is that what this is about? You wantin' t' best me in everythin' even with my sex partners?"
Goku was furious at Vegeta for pulling this one on him.

"Not at all, -mmm- Kakarot. This is about me getting my fix. You can hardly compare your size to
Broly's." Vegeta sent an evil smirk to his sparring partner.

Goku blushed and hid his face from Vegeta's prying eyes, "ya'd be an awful mate, Vegeta."
The Prince laughed and guided Broly to his other nipple, "am I now? Why not join us? I am sure
we can all have fun."

Goku crossed his arms and pouted, then he walked away, he stopped and walked back, threw his
arms in the air and growled, "I GUESS!"

"Broly," came Vegeta's sweet voice, "this will work better if we get rid of our clothing."

Broly stood up, never taking his eyes off his new conquest, and unwrapped his pelt from his waist.
His leggings and boots were soon to follow.

"Magnificent." Vegeta sat up to take his clothes off. They soon joined the pile of Broly's garments
and all three Saiyans were as naked as the day they were born.

"Now then." Vegeta got on all fours and lifted his tail.

"You have a tail too." Broly said in a sad voice. He missed his tail now more than ever.

"Aw, don't worry, Broly. We'll get yer tail back soon!" Goku smiled at the tailless Saiyan.

"Kakarot, " Vegeta said seriously, "I do not think that is a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Just trust me on this." The Prince said mysteriously.

Broly approached the Prince and kneeled behind him, he put two fingers in his mouth and then
pressed them inside Vegeta's breeder.

"Oh, no need to worry about formalities. I like a little pain." When Broly tilted his head Vegeta
added, "I am a Prince, I do not need preparation. Just ram your giant cock inside me."
Goku huffed. Typical of Vegeta to want it rough.

Broly removed his fingers and replaced them with his hardened cock, he thrusted in and Vegeta
howled to the skies.
 A New Toy
Chapter Notes

WARNING! A small 'incestuous desires' is mentioned in this chapter. Very small.

"Ahhh- HAAAAA~" Vegeta moaned loudly as Broly pounded into him for the fourth time that
day. "For the gods' sake just finish already!"

Goku and the Prince had been taking turns bringing the powerful Saiyan to culmination over and
over again for the past week, they hardly even sparred anymore. Broly had become insatiable now
that he had his tail back.

Goku hadn't heeded Vegeta's warning not to restore Broly's tail, and one day, while he had been
giving Broly a massage after a particular grueling sparring session, Goku's hands had wandered low
and with the right pressure in the right place, Broly tensed and let out a shout as his tail popped out
of his back.

Vegeta had spent an entire hour yelling at Goku about how careless he had been and how the both
of them, Vegeta and Goku, were now stuck with a horny, powerful Saiyan that had his tail restored
after years of not having it. The effects of having a tail after being so long without one would send
Broly into a hormonal craze, not to mention the large warrior already had problems controlling
himself at times.

Broly pushed forward one more time and exploded inside Vegeta. He growled as their genitals
became interlocked and hugged the small Saiyan to his chest.

"Ugh! Finally. It is over." Vegeta panted as he was enveloped in strong muscular arms.

"I can't- I can't keep doin' this." Goku whined. He was lain on the ground, naked and sticky, still
tired from his previous turn with Broly.

"Agreed." The Prince let himself relax against Broly's hard chest. The one rare moment he could
rest from the constant shagging, day in and night out, was when Broly pumped him full of seed or
when he was busy fucking Goku.
By this point, Cheelai and Lemo had noticed what the Saiyans were up to and had set some ground
rules for Broly; no fucking near their home inside the cave. Other than that, the Saiyan could do
whatever he wanted. Cheelai had tried to hide her hurt but eventually failed, luckily only Lemo had
been around to comfort her and not the other warriors. She would've been mortified if the powerful
beings had seen her crumble and weep.

"We need- Help. Vegeta." Goku breathed in and out slowly to calm his rapidly beating heart.

"Are you proposing we bring Gohan into the mix?"

"HA! I've been barkin' up that tree for a long time. Gohan is in love with Videl and nobody else."

Vegeta snorted. The humans were also out of the question. Broly would destroy them with the first
thrust, and no amount of wishes would bring them back from the dead.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to the smaller Saiyan, and the more he pondered it the clearer it
became that that was the only way to satiate Broly's lustful appetite.

"We need the Dragon Balls..." He finally spoke.

"Eh? What for?" Then Goku paused, "ooooh, no. Yer just gonna use this as an excuse t' bring him
back!"

"Kakarot, we NEED an extra set of holes. Broly will end up killing us."

"Ya do know Broly will kill him as soon as he starts... Ya know."

"Saiyans are more hardy than you think, Kakarot. He will be fine. Plus, we can train him to
become Super Saiyan. That way he can hold his ground better."

"...No." Goku pouted.

"You must put your differences aside, Kakarot. What happened happened a long time ago. You do
not understand his reasonings. Now that you know more about our race, find it in your heart to see
things from his point of view."

"He kidnapped my kid!"

"It was probably the only thing he could think of to get you to join him. He would never hurt one
of his own, much less a mere child. Raditz wasn't many things but he knew how to bluff."

"Forget it!"

"Kakarot. My asshole, and my breeder are red and irritated from overuse. HAVE. MERCY."

"Mine are too! Dun think yer alone in this."

Broly was hardly paying attention to Vegeta and Goku's banter, he was already used to them
arguing like an old married couple. Instead, as the two continued arguing, Broly started purring
against Vegeta's head, content with just holding a warm body against him. After a lot of practice,
and losing his temper several times, purring now came naturally to the large Saiyan and he did it at
every opportune moment.

"AAAAARG!" Goku growled and grabbed his head, "dun expect me t' be civilized with him!"

Vegeta smirked, "my dear Kakarot, where would you ever get that idea from?"

"What are we doing with these things?" Broly asked, holding up a Dragon Ball and examining it.

With the help of the Dragon radar and a lot of questioning from one blue haired scientist, the three
Saiyans had collected all seven of them in the blink of an eye. Broly had been amazed at the beauty
of this planet called 'Earth'. The lush green and blue skies called to him, much unlike the cold and
snowy region he had seen when he first came in Frieza's ship. There were also many inhabitants
that looked delicious, but after Goku had freaked out when Broly had almost eaten a poor
unsuspecting passerby, and had explained that humans weren't food, Broly had kept his distance
from these creatures. Vegeta had been very much amused with the whole ordeal.
Broly had expressed his desire to live here and bring his friends as well, but the other Saiyans had
said first Broly needed to learn to control his power. This planet was too dear to them to risk having
it destroyed. Broly had frowned at that but promised to learn to keep his powers in check.

"We- We're gonna get ya a new friend t' play with, Broly." Goku explained.

Broly's face lit up and he smiled, "where is he?"

"We need to put all of these balls together and summon the Dragon," Vegeta took the ball from
Broly, "then we ask for a wish."

The Prince placed the orange ball next to six other almost identical ones and stepped back. "Who
is doing this?"

"You do it. I dun think I have what it takes t' wish him back."

"Hmph." Vegeta splayed his hands over the Balls and recited the incantation.

Broly watched as the balls glowed and a huge dragon burst into the darkening sky. His eyes
widened at the imposing being.

"Mighty Shenlong, grant me a wish!" Vegeta yelled.

"WHAT IS IT YOU WISH FROM ME." The dragon boomed.

"I wish to have the Saiyan Raditz restored to life here where we are gathered!"

"YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED."

A figure materialized a few feet away from them and a gasping, confused Raditz fell to his knees,
looking around, not knowing what was going on. "What the- What the Hell? What?" He grabbed
his chest, trying to feel for the injury that killed him.
"NOW SPEAK YOUR SECOND WISH." Shenlong imposed.

"Oh- FUCK!" Raditz fell back on his butt and fired at the huge green creature. The blast went right
through.

"That will be all, Shenlong." Vegeta shouted at the dragon.

"SO BE IT." The dragon disappeared and the Dragon Balls were scattered to distant corners of the
Earth.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! VEGETA?!" Raditz got up and walked to the Prince.

"Raditz!" Vegeta said breathlessly. He speed walked to the tall Saiyan with the intent of giving him
a nice warm welcome only to be slapped across the face.

"Why didn't ya revive me sooner?!" Raditz spat, having put together the pieces.

Goku watched, shocked at the display. Raditz would surely get sent back to Hell.

Vegeta closed his eyes and turned to Raditz, "why- Were you so obsessed with your brother!" He
slapped Raditz back, sending the taller warrior to the ground.

"Wait- Obsessed with me?"

Raditz touched his cheek and froze when he heard his brother's voice. "Kakarot? You're alive?" He
stood up and walked up to a confused Goku. "Brother. Ya- Had me killed." Raditz couldn't
suppress the hurt in his voice.

"I- Ya threatened my family!"

"Is this my new friend?" Broly piped in. "I like his hair."
Raditz whirled around only to come face to face with a strong, very big, very hard chest. He took a
step back and looked up at this stranger. "And you are?" His tail started waving in the air, slightly
puffed out at the tip, a sign of irritation.

"I'm Broly." The larger Saiyan smiled and leaned in to sniff Raditz's neck.

"WOAH, there!" Raditz stepped back some more. He eyed the Saiyan up and down and gave out a
huff, "haven't ya heard of personal boundaries?"

Goku had to suppress a laughter. If only his dear brother knew what he was in for. Some would call
it Karma.

"Raditz, this is going to come across as a shock to you," Vegeta cut in and approached his once
upon a time lover, "but soon you shall not have any personal boundaries with him."

"...Meaning?" Raditz's tail kept swaying behind him.

"We revived you for one reason, among others, and I, as your Prince, expect you to fulfill that
reason."

"Spit it out, Vegeta. I don't got time for yer riddles."

"Vegeta, just tell him already." Goku complained.

"You are to help us quench Broly's almost insatiable lust."

"WHAT?!"
 Way in Over his Head
Chapter Notes

Warning! Implied incest. Very small.

Also, a small suicide attempt, which is supposed to be in good humor.

NO, suicide is not funny. I know first hand. But in this case, it was a poor attempt at
humor ^^;

Vegeta stopped the power blast Raditz directed at his own face. "Suicide will not get you out of
this, Raditz!" Vegeta growled while holding both of Raditz's arms down.

"I AIN'T SPREADING MY LEGS FOR NOBODY!" The long haired Saiyan shouted hysterically.

"Oh, come off it, third class. It is not like you have never been topped before."

"Th-that was different! It was family bonding!"

"And Nappa?"

"HE TOOK ME BY FORCE!" Raditz wailed.

"I won't take you by force." Came Broly's sweet voice.

Raditz and Vegeta stopped struggling to look at the larger Saiyan.

"I'll make sure you want it just as bad as I do."

Goku snickered, "looks like ya have yerself a fan, brother."

"Oh, fuck off, Kakarot. All three of ya fuck off." Raditz shrugged Vegeta off and turned to Broly,
"yer sweet talks won't get me in the mood, ya know. I won't be part of this sex thing ya'll have
going on. I'm here to reclaim my place as a Saiyan, train, get stronger and- OH, MY GODS!"
Raditz's jaw dropped as Broly's pants dropped to mid thigh.

Broly smiled victoriously when Raditz shut up and couldn't take his eyes off him. It worked for the
Prince, maybe it would work for the newcomer.

"Okay, granted, you are hung like a Tanpah, BUT," Raditz turned to look at all three warriors, "that
doesn't mean I wanna ride that."

"It gets bigger~" Goku stage whispered trying to hide his myrth.

Raditz stared at his younger brother and cursed. He looked back at Broly and gulped. The Saiyan
certainly had sex appeal, if not a bit intimidating.

"I get to top him first."

"That will not work, Raditz. He is unbreached." Vegeta interjected.

Raditz looked at the Prince with an expression, "really? Well, I'm an expert in dealing with first
timers." He cracked his hands.

"You are biting off more than you can chew, Raditz." Vegeta warned him.

Goku stepped between Broly and Raditz and stopped them from going further, "if we're gonna do
anythin' it won't be on this planet. We're goin' back t' Vampa. Vegeta? Ya think ya can take us
there?" Goku smiled at the Prince.

"Hmph. I do not have it under control that well to teleport more than just myself. Some other time,
Kakarot."

Goku laughed and outstretched his arm, "everyone else put yer hands on me and dun let go."
"Wha- What for?" Raditz asked, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder. Vegeta placed two
fingers on his forehead, searching for Cheelai and Lemo's small ki's, while Broly, after pulling his
pants up, grabbed Goku's hand.

"You'll see." Goku smirked and brought his two fingers to his forehead. The four Saiyans
immediately disappeared and reappeared on Broly's planetoid.

"HOLY-" Raditz whirled around to look at the new scenery, "this place sucks! How did ya do that,
baby brother?"

"It's a li'l trick I learned from the Yardratians. It's called Instant Transmission. It can take ya and
anyone who is in contact with ya t' anywhere ya want! But I do need t' teleport t' another person's ki
signature."

"Goku, you're back- Who's this?" Cheelai asked, eyeing the new Saiyan up and down.

"Hi, Cheelai, I hope ya dun mind. I brought my older brother t' help Broly out... Sex-"

"I get it!" The girl snapped, "you don't need to spell it out. Dinner is done by the way. Although
now we're going to be a little short thanks to you bringing an extra mouth to feed."

"HA! Sucks to be ya, Kakarot. I intend to have my fill now that I'm alive again." Raditz placed his
arms behind his head, looking smug.

Goku huffed at him, "ya wish." He ran at the table and immediately started piling up food on his
plate. Raditz caught on and followed Goku's lead. Broly sat at the table as well.

"Hmph. Barbarians." Vegeta walked to the table and took a seat next to his past lover.

"Hey, you guys! Wait for everyone to be seated!" Cheelai scolded the Saiyans but was ignored.

"You should know by now that there is no force that can stop a hungry Saiyan from stuffing his
face." Lemo came out from the house Bulma had encapsulated for them. "The best we can do is get
some food before it's all gone."
Cheelai sighed but did as suggested. Soon everyone was eating and making small talk.

The food didn't last long, and there were still four full blooded Saiyans fighting for the last piece of
meat. Broly got it as soon as his ki started rising and the cave started shaking.

"That is so unfair!" Raditz complained as he crossed his arms and pouted.

"Actually, the strongest Saiyan gets last cut, ain't that right, Vegeta?"

Vegeta harrumphed, "the Prince should get first dibs on everything. Here I have a bunch of
renegades disrespecting my title."

"Ease up, will ya?" Raditz hit Vegeta's back, "we can always go hunting. What animals does this
wasteland have?"

"Bugs." Broly said between a mouth full.

"Bugs." Everyone else recited in unison.

"Egh! I hate bugs." Raditz made a face, "they're always so bitter."

"These are sour, in fact." Cheelai pointed out, "and if you're going to go hunting you better be
quick before the moon comes out."

"You have a moon?" Raditz asked, surprised. Then he wiggled his eyebrows at Vegeta.

"Do not get any ideas, idiot." Vegeta blushed.

"What. What are ya two talkin' about?" Goku asked curiously.

"Sex as an Oozaru can be really fun!" Raditz grinned.

"Can I try it?" Broly asked suddenly.

Goku grimaced, subconsciously rubbing his bum, "let's first learn t' control yer normal state, Broly.
We dun wanna destroy the planet, eheheh."

"And you two need to get acquainted with," Vegeta pointed to Broly and Raditz, "how about you
go hunting and bring back some more food? Raditz, make sure you return before the moon rises. It
happens to be full this time of year." Vegeta dismissed both Saiyans and went to the recliner to rest.

Raditz looked from Vegeta to the others, "is he- Is he serious?! I haven't been back a day and he's
already giving me commands?"

"That's Vegeta for ya." Goku scratched the back of his head and grinned.

Broly got up from the table and thanked Cheelai and Lemo for the meal, then walked out of the
cave.

"He-hey! Wait for me!" Raditz called back and ran after the larger Saiyan.

A few hours later, dusk found both Saiyans panting with new kills. Raditz had had a hard time
fighting against the bugs, Broly had to come in and help him out. Raditz had felt humiliated that
even after coming back from the dead and having a Zenkai boost he was still weak.

"Thanks for the, um, help. That thing woulda killed me, haha." Raditz laughed joylessly.

"You are weak." Before Raditz could protest, Broly continued, "I promise I'll be gentle with you."

Raditz's hackles rised up and his tail puffed out. He stood up and took a few steps back and put his
arms out in front of himself, "hey, now. Let's not jump to conclusions."
"I'll make you feel good," Broly genuinely smiled, "I make Kakarot and Vegeta feel good all the
time. One time they were even fighting for my cock." Broly got up and followed Raditz's retreating
form.

"Ahahaaa, yeah, the difference between my brother and Vegeta and myself is that they like having
dick inside them... Not that I haven't enjoyed once or twice but that's different." Raditz stood his
ground and took a deep breath, "I'm a top."

Broly tilted his head, "I don't know what that means."

"I-i-it means I like being on top! I don't like being on the bottom?"

"I can make that happen."

"Really?!"

"Yes. I've tried several positions with Kakarot and Vegeta. I don't mind you being on top of me."
Broly reached Raditz and sniffed the air, his tail waved lazily, releasing musk and pheromones.

"Oh! Good. So I get to top ya, that'll work." Raditz wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead.

Broly smiled seductively and lay on the hard ground, "well, come on over."

Raditz blushed. He was hoping he'd get to do Vegeta first but he wasn't going to pass up an
opportunity like this. "Ok." He lay down on top of Broly's massive chest. This would be the first
time Raditz got to fuck someone so big. It was intimidating indeed.

The long haired Saiyan gulped and ran his fingers across Broly's firm pecs and played with a
nipple he found there. Broly closed his eyes and started purring, the tip of his tail thumped on the
ground showing playfulness. Raditz chuckled and brought his lips to the hardening bud to suck on
it. Broly's hands came up to grab Raditz's buttocks, he pushed them forward, creating pleasant
friction between their clothed members.

Raditz started purring at this point as well. His hips softly thrust against Broly's in a sensual dance,
Broly moaned every now and again, encouraging Raditz to go further. Raditz pulled back to take
his upper armor off, the Legendary followed his lead and took off his leggings and boots, leaving
the green pelt on.

"Oh, we're taking our pants off then. Somebody's eager." Raditz teased and took off his under
armor as well, along with his boots. As he returned to his previous position, their dicks rubbed
together and both Saiyans moaned in ecstasy. "This is gonna be great!" Raditz licked his lips and
continued showering Broly's body with affection. He stopped, however, when he felt Broly's finger
at his covered entrance.

"You- You are unbreached." Broly observed.

"Well- Yeah. Nobody's ever topped me there. Only the back entrance." Raditz pointed his thumb
behind him.

"Oh. That's okay. I've had anal sex with Vegeta and Kakarot. I'll prepare you well."

"Wait. I think there has been a misunderstanding." Raditz wriggled away from a probing finger.
"You said I could top."

"And you will! You'll ride me and I'll be on the bottom." Broly said victoriously.

"Oi." Raditz pinched the bridge of his nose, "that's not what 'top' means, Broly. Top means I get to
penetrate ya. With my dick. In here." Raditz placed a finger on Broly's asshole and watched as the
other tensed.

Not a second passed when Raditz's world was turned over and he landed on his back, the air
knocked out of him. Next thing he noticed was a mouth full of fangs and a deep growl coming from
the Saiyan towering over him.

"B-Broly?"

"I do the fucking. You take MY cock." His tail lashed out behind him.

Raditz paled. There was only one way to get the other off of him. Raditz turned to look at the
moon hanging low in the darkened sky. Unfortunately, Raditz didn't know just how much more
powerful Broly was, and how outclassed he was.
 The Power of Oozaru
Chapter Notes

WARNING! Non con/rape. At least at the beginning.

Thank you to Ishizu for helping me with this chapter, and to all the wonderful
comments I've received so far. You all are inspiring me to write this fic <3

Thank you, Paperfox, for catching that HUGE mistake. That's what happens when i try
to write things at 3 am XDDD

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The glass Goku was holding shattered into tiny pieces as he gasped, "Vegeta!"

"I feel it too," said the Prince, getting up from his seat.

"What happened?" Lemo asked.

"Broly and Raditz's ki increased dramatically. I think they transformed into Oozaru. Let's go,
Vegeta!"

Vegeta put two fingers to his forehead and teleported simultaneously with Goku. As they
reappeared close to the other Saiyans' ki, Goku yelped and dodged a great big foot that came
crashing down where he was standing.

"Broly!" He yelled.

"Raditz!" Vegeta joined.

It was impossible to catch the Oozarus' attention. They were too busy fighting for dominance.
Well, more like Raditz was struggling to get out of Broly's powerful grasp.

"Kakarot! You cut Broly's tail-"

"NO!" Goku shouted.

"WHAT?! They will destroy the planet at this pace!"

Raditz let out a great roar as he was penetrated by Broly, a wave of energy almost knocked the two
smaller Saiyans over.

Goku made a hasty decision and aimed at the moon. A strong blast of energy shot through the sky
and collided with the moon, disintegrating it in an explosion of light. The Oozarus quickly started
reducing in size until they were both in base form once more.

"K- GET OFF ME!" Raditz yelled at Broly.

"But the law says I have the right to you for besting you in battle." Came Broly's reply.

"THAT- That was on Vegetasei!" Raditz complained. "Oh. Hi, guys." He added sheepishly when
he spotted their two spectators.

"Raditz, you had one job!" Vegeta growled.

"I know, I know. Don't look at the moon- AHHH!" Raditz shouted as Broly started pumping his
hips. "It's hard not to- When ya have a stronger opponent- Talking about penetrating ya. And I was
NOT gonna milk myself." Raditz growled.

"Hmph! A lot good it did you to transform."

"Vegeta, stop bein' such an ass!" Goku yelled at the Prince.

"Who IS this Saiyan?!" Raditz bellowed, "I couldn't even- Stop him in my Oozaru form!"

"Oh, didn't we tell ya?" Goku looked at Vegeta. The smaller Saiyan shook his head and shrugged.
Goku continued, "he's the Legendary Super Saiyan."

"Wha-" Raditz felt his world balance on the edge and his vision getting blurry, "Legen-dary...."

"Great. Now he fainted. He has no shame."

"Vegeta, ENOUGH! He's had enough humiliation."

The Prince quirked an eyebrow at his partner, "he kidnapped Gohan."

"Oh, right. Well, it can't be helped." Goku changed his tune and shrugged, walking away with
Vegeta. Raditz came to just in time to watch his brother and his ex lover's retreating backs.

"You bastards!" Raditz half yelled half moaned.

Broly nuzzled his new partner's hair as he thrust slowly into him. Raditz sighed and resigned
himself to bottoming for yet another Saiyan. If he were to be honest with himself, Broly felt
amazing. But Raditz's pride got in the way, as with many Saiyans, especially those who couldn't
ward off their rivals. Broly was no rival though. He had had enough wit about himself to prepare
Raditz before plunging in. How powerful must the Legendary be to remain conscious during the
Oozaru transformation? It was at this moment that all thoughts went flying through the window as
Broly hit a bundle of nerves deep inside Raditz.

"Ooooh, FUCK!" Raditz moaned and thrusted back. Yes, if he were honest with himself, this didn't
feel bad at all.

Two other Saiyans where moaning and touching each other while taking a nice hot shower. They
hadn't had much time to relax and enjoy themselves for a long while now.

"Oh, Vegeta. It feels so good to have a shower after so long."

"Broly is insatiable. I hope now that we have Raditz things will look better for us." Vegeta ran his
hands down Goku's pecs, passing over his nipples, then abs and rested right above the patch of hair
at his groin.

"Vegeta- I'm not sure if I can take anymore sex."

"Hush." Vegeta replied, "I know what I am doing."

Goku groaned and tilted his head back, showing his neck in submission, letting Vegeta do
whatever Vegeta wanted to do.

The Prince took a hold of Goku's shaft and started pumping it. His other hand snuck around and
started playing with Goku's tail.

"Vegeeetaaaaa~" Goku grabbed onto the Prince's shoulders, "I swear I'm dry. Tapped out. I can't- I
can't-"

"You shall be fine, Kakarot. It is fine." Vegeta continued playing with Goku's tail and kissing him.
Their tongues danced with each other, their sharp teeth clinked against teeth, and hands roamed
across skin.

"Broly! HARDER!" Raditz spread his legs and lifted his butt so Broly could better plow him. Once
Broly's dick hit the underside of his tail gland, Raditz had lost his mind to lust and was now just
enjoying the ride.

Broly powered up and rammed his cock inside the willing body. He still felt bad for having forced
Raditz into having sex with him, but he was determined to make things up for his loss of control. It
was all a learning process for him.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore."

"Ya kidding? Just keep hitting that spot and I'll forgive ya." Raditz said breathlessly, pushing back
and meeting each of Broly's thrusts.
Broly grinned and growled. He increased his pace carefully.

Goku moaned as Vegeta got down on his knees and pleasured him with his mouth. "Vegeta- Ya
dun need t' do this." His fingers threaded Vegeta's damp hair.

"I want to." Vegeta came up to say.

"Uggh. Yer killin' me." Goku smiled and watched as his lover put his mouth to work again. His tail
gland was being played with, and Vegeta's other hand was tracing patterns on Goku's heated skin.

This was the Saiyan Goku had decided to spend the rest of his life with, he had realized a long time
ago. His Earth mate, Chichi, would not live long enough to spend even half a Saiyan lifetime with
Goku. It was a sad reality but the sooner he came to terms with it, the less painful for everyone.

Vegeta suddenly stopped, "alright, where is your mind right now."

Goku stared at Vegeta and pulled him up, kissing him passionately. "With you, Vegeta. Always
with you."

Vegeta couldn't stop lighting up at this, his cheeks took on a pinkish hue. "It better be." He
coughed.

Broly had switched positions and lay now on his back with Raditz riding him.

Raditz's beautiful hair spilled like cascades from his scalp as he combed his fingers through it,
giving Broly a sensual view of his body.

"Yer so huge. Look at yer cock making my stomach bulge!" He sat down all the way to prove his
point.
Broly groaned, he grabbed his partner's hips and started pumping faster inside.

"Mmmmm, YES!" Raditz really started enjoying the feel of this Saiyan inside him. He could get
used to this.

"NGH- VEGETA!" Goku howled as the Prince started rimming him. Goku now stood with his
legs spread apart and his hands on the tiled walls of the shower.

"You two better knock it off and finish with the shower! We don't have much water to spare, you
horny devils!" Cheelai couldn't take the noise anymore and stalked to the bathroom door to pound
on it.

Goku giggled, "she's right, 'Geeta. We better wrap this up."

"Not until I am done with you." Vegeta plunged his tongue back inside Goku's asshole. He kept
massaging Goku's tail gland as well, making it hard for the other Saiyan to hold back his orgasm
any longer.

Raditz bounced on Broly's cock harder and faster. He grabbed a hold of his own dick and started
pumping it vigorously. "Broly, I'm close!"

"Me too," the larger Saiyan panted.

"Vegetaaaaaa~" Goku moaned as his orgasm crept closer.

-

"Awww, YEAH!" Raditz spilled his seed, string after string, all over Broly's chest.

"Mmmm!" Broly moaned and came deep inside his new partner.

"Ahhhhaaaaa!" Goku's climax hit him hard, he had an almost dry orgasm, having come so many
times lately.

Vegeta kept milking Goku's cock until nothing came out.

"There. Now we can get out of the shower."

"What about you?"

"This was not about me." Vegeta stepped out of the shower and used his ki to dry off. He then went
to the cabinets to grab a fresh spandex suit. In the past few days, Vegeta and Goku had gradually
began 'moving in'. They had brought a few belongings and more supplies to the cave.

Goku was left in the shower, still blushing at Vegeta's words.

Raditz collapsed on Broly's chest and panted. "That. Was amazing."

"I'm glad you think so. I'm still learning to control myself, I apologize for-"

"Pfff- It was nothing. Trust me, ya acted every bit as a Saiyan should. We take what we want and
fight for it if someone gets in the way."
 "Still, it wasn't nice of me to force you."

Raditz smiled at the other Saiyan, "yer just a big sweetheart, ain't ya." He got up on unsteady legs
and started getting dressed.

Broly sat up and grabbed his fur pelt that had come loose when he had transformed. He stayed
there watching as Raditz put his armor on. "Do you always wear that thing?"

"Hm? Oh. Force of habit. Back then, we were always fighting, Vegeta, Nappa and myself. So we
almost always had our armor on."

"Who's Nappa? Is he as good looking as you?"

Raditz turned away, hiding his blush. "Nappa's an old fart who's full of himself. It's a good thing
Vegeta and Kakarot didn't revive him. Ya wouldn't have liked him."

Broly made a small 'oh' with his mouth. He sat up and approached Raditz. Broly wrapped his big
arms around him and buried his face in that sinful hair, "thank you for the good time. I'll be 'less
anal' next time and let you fuck me."

Raditz lifted his face to look at Broly, "Did ya- Just make a joke?"

"I did." Broly smiled.

"Ha. HAHAHAHA! He DOES have a sense of humor!" Raditz laughed and stepped away from the
Legendary. "Ya better get dressed. It's late and I don't need to give Vegeta any more reason to be
pissed at me."

Broly complied and soon the two Saiyans were flying back to the cave with their kill.

Chapter End Notes

I want to make it clear that I DO NOT condone real life rape/molestation. It is the
worst. In fiction, however, I don't mind it at all. I was molested when I was nine years
old so I do know how it feels like.

Keep in mind that Saiyans are aliens. They have a different culture than humans. For
them, rape is just another day's occurrence, it's like talking about the weather. If a
Saiyan is too weak to defend himself, then he gets what he deserves. Yes, Saiyans are
brutal. I refuse to 'humanize' them. These are my headcanons. You don't have to agree
with them ^^

I do hope you'll still enjoy this piece of fiction though!

 Regaining Control

"KYAAAAA!!!!"

"Broly! I said no energy blasts!"

Goku and Broly had been fighting for a few hours now and both of them seemed to be on par.
Goku had made the larger Saiyan promise to not use ki while sparring, the point being to control
his power and not let emotions get the best of him. Broly had broken his word and now fired a
powerful beam of energy towards Goku.

"HAA!!!" Goku deflected the blast and sent it flying into the sky. "I think we've trained enough for
today."

Broly didn't listen. Power was consuming his thoughts and slowly taking control over his mind. He
let out a bellowing shout and charged Goku, forcing him to transform to Super Saiyan.

"Broly, STOP!"

Goku's words were again not heard. Broly kept attacking until Goku was cornered against a cliff
side. The Legendary aimed a punch at his stomach and Goku cried in pain, managing to hold onto
Broly's arm so as not to topple over.

"Broly. Listen t' me." The smaller warrior placed a hand on Broly's cheek soothingly.

That seemed to calm him down some. Goku stood on his toes and placed a kiss on Broly's lips.
Little by little, Goku used affection to bring Broly back to the here and now. It was when Goku' tail
touched Broly's nose that the large Saiyan was brought back down to earth.

"Wha-?" Broly shook his head and looked down at Goku. "I lost control again. Didn't I?"

"Ya did." Goku replied softly and powered down. His hand, still on Broly's cheek, traveled upward
to brush a lock of hair out of Broly's eyes.
Broly's tail puffed up and he purred, he loved when Goku touched his face, something that Goku
used to his advantage at times like these. Broly lowered his head. He felt bad for attacking Goku
without holding back, it was so hard to remain in control.

"I'm sorry." His voice broke.

"Hey. Yer still learnin'." Goku leaned up again to kiss his sparring partner, this time Broly
reciprocated.

The kiss deepened, and soon the warriors moved on to more than just kisses. Nips and hands
travelling over clothes, followed by more intimate caresses were had.

"Broly~" Kakarot moaned his lover's name. "It's- Vegeta's turn."

"I want you." Broly pulled Goku's top off him and kissed his chest, soon licking and sucking on
his nipples.

"I'm still sore..."

"I'll be gentle."

Goku grumbled. "With yer size that's nearly impossible, ahhh!"

Broly came back up from biting Goku's nipple softly, and looked at Goku, "please."

"UGH! How can I say 'no' t' that face." Goku turned around and lowered his gi, his tail stood
straight up, exposing both his entrances.

Ever since he became Broly's 'regular', there was no point in wearing underwear anymore, Goku
had concluded, so he now was used to going commando.

Goku didn't expect a tongue to tease at his breeder. He was taken by surprise and moaned out loud.
He covered his mouth in shame, muffling more sounds.
"Let me hear you, Kakarot."

"Why do I love the sound of my Saiyan name comin' from yer mouth?"

Broly smiled and continued his attentions on Goku's mating entrance. "That's not the only thing
you love coming from my mouth."

"Heh. Ya've been hangin' out with Raditz too much."

Broly stopped to ask a question that had been burning in his mind, "why do you hate him?"

Goku stared into the cliff side for a while. "I used to hate him. Now I- I just- I can't forgive him for
what he did."

"That sounds exhausting."

"Eh? Heheh, I guess it is. Sometimes I wish I could forgive him."

Broly left the subject at that. He wasn't one to pry too much, unlike Cheelai. She had bombarded
the Saiyans with all kinds of questions ranging from philosophical to downright obscene. Raditz
had laughed, Vegeta had almost blasted her head off, and Goku had been oblivious, more focused
on stuffing his mouth than listening to her questions. Broly could only watch and learn from the
others. He never expected to have gained so many friends in such little time. Bah would still
remain in a very special place in his heart, but Broly was now very happy with what he had.

Broly stood up after eating Goku out some more, "I'm going to put it in, okay?"

"Mhm." Goku nodded and placed his forehead on his arms, resting them on the rocky wall.

Broly lowered his leggings and took his cock out, guiding it inside Goku.
"Ng!" Goku tensed.

"Are you alright?" Broly stopped. Ever since losing control with Raditz, he had taken extra care
with his sex partners.

"'M fine! Keep goin'."

Broly didn't move until he felt Goku relax, then he buried himself deeper and stopped once he was
halfway in.

"Why'd ya stop?" Goku looked at Broly over his shoulder.

"If I go in all the way I'll hurt you."

"It's fine, Broly. I'm not made outta glass." Goku smiled and pushed out with his hips, making
Broly's shaft go in deeper till it hit his cervix. "Ya always feel good when yer all the way in." Goku
wriggled his butt to encourage Broly to start moving. He swiped his tail under Broly's nose as an
extra incentive.

Broly got the message and pulled out. He pushed back in once he was almost all the way out. The
pace was slow but intense all the same. Goku moaned again as Broly's cock slid inside. The
friction was exquisite. Broly repeated his actions several times before increasing the pace just a
little bit. By now, Goku was dripping on the ground and calling out Broly's name.

"Broly~ Go faster." Goku panted.

"I want to keep it slow this time."

Goku growled at his partner, "I'm close, I need- More!" Goku started moving his hips up and down
Broly's shaft, "please!"

It was the begging that broke Broly's resolve and he caved in. Both hands grabbed Goku's hips and
he slammed inside the warm channel. Goku screamed and praised Broly for 'doing him like a
Saiyan warrior should'.
Broly smiled and kept the pace up until Goku was shouting his release. He then abruptly turned
Goku around and pressed down on his shoulders. Goku went down on his knees, his cock still
spilling onto the ground.

Broly lifted Goku's face and started jacking his member with a purpose. It wasn't long until he
came on Goku's face, painting it in white stripes.

"Ewwwww~" Goku rubbed semen away from his eye, "what'd ya do that for?"

"Like you said. I've been hanging out with Raditz too much."

"Raditz, I swear you are sometimes even dumber than your brother."

"Hey, you love me."

"Hmph!"

"Yeah, you do~" Raditz winked at the Prince. They were lying on a soft patch of dirt a far distance
away from the others. Their limbs were tangled together and both Saiyans were enjoying the
reprieve from Broly.

"Ya think he's done with his training?"

"They stopped fighting a while ago. Broly's ki started to increase and then it calmed down."

Raditz stared at Vegeta with wonder in his eyes. "When are ya gonna show me how to sense
energy?"

"When I am damn ready for that mess."

"Ha."

Vegeta opened his eyes, "I need to start training you to become a Super Saiyan."

"Who me?! No way in Hell will I be powerful enough to reach that level."

Vegeta sat up and looked at his lover straight in the eye, "you had a Zenkai boost. You are now
more powerful than you were before. All you need is a few more Zenkai boosts."

"You planning on killing me?!" Raditz fell back, his tail bristled.

"Just close enough." Vegeta smirked evilly at the long haired Saiyan, "we have these things called
Senzu beans. They restore your power and heal any injuries sustained in battle. We have them on
Earth. I shall tell Kakarot to bring a bag full and we can start beating the shit out of you."

"HA! Forget it. I'm through being a punching bag for ya."

Vegeta hummed and closed his eyes again, enjoying the warmth of the sun and another body
pressing up against his.

"Those days are over." Raditz mumbled.

"You do wish to become stronger, correct?"

"Well- Yeah, but... Can't ya use those Dragon Balls to wish I was stronger?"

Vegeta opened an eye, "we are not wasting a wish on something that has a solution."

"Hmph, just like ya didn't want to waste one on me, right?"

The Prince sighed. They were bound to touch this subject sooner or later. "We were at war. I could
not afford any weaknesses."

Raditz stared at Vegeta before he caught on to what the Prince really meant by that. Raditz blushed
and lay back down. "I never knew ya felt that strongly about me."

"Oh, come off it. You knew. I made sure to let you know every time we had sex."

"I guess I didn't want to believe it back then. Times change."

Vegeta hummed and settled down. A nagging feeling he was missing something didn't let him
relax, and then it hit him.

"There is another way..." Vegeta was talking about Raditz having his base power increased by
means of sex. "And with Broly being a latcher, it would be a waste of the perfect opportunity not to
do it."

"Wha-? Ya mean- That he- Breach me?!" Raditz's voice went several notes higher.

"If he knots you, your base power will increase dramatically."

Raditz stood up and paced, "I ain't a locker, Vegeta. I can't- It just doesn't feel right."

"You shall never know until you try it." Vegeta's tail tapped playfully on the ground.

"... Okay, so where are these beans?"

 New Level Reached
Chapter Notes

IMPORTANT!

Trust me, I am trying my hardest to keep the incest to a minimum. But it eventually
just won't work. I just don't believe an alien race has the same hangups as humans do
with things concerning incest.

But for the sake of my viewers, I am not going to be explicit about it. That's as far as
I'll *try* to go, and I'll always put up a warning, and maybe which parts to skip.

For those of you who've viewed my other art/stories know how hard it is for me to
keep this story incest free. I'm honestly trying.

I will do a spinoff of all the 'missing incest scenes' at some point ^^ For those who
don't care about such things.

Anyways, this chapter contains a weee bit of incest-ish scenes, it still falls under the
tag 'incestuous desires' and 'implied incest'.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Time had passed and training had been had. Broly could control his power a lot better now. He still
lost control if he got too close to transforming, but with the help of the others, they were able to
bring Broly's mind back to reality.

Raditz also had been training a lot under Vegeta. He had needed a couple of Senzu beans on
occasion and he had received power boosts after recovering. Unfortunately, Goku hadn't been able
to bring more than two beans from Earth, the plant just hadn't produced more. Even more
unfortunate, Raditz's Zenkai boosts hadn't been enough to trigger the Super Saiyan transformation.

"Admit it, I'm just WEAK!" Raditz had shouted.

Vegeta had tried to pull him out of his low and encourage him to try harder. It worked for a while,
but eventually, Raditz would sink again.

"I think it is time for you to train under Kakarot." Vegeta proposed.
"HA! He hates me. What makes ya think he'll be willing to help me?"

"I dun hate ya." Goku came over, limping.

"My turn already?" Raditz asked no one in particular. Broly was becoming more insatiable now
and the three Saiyans had to put in a lot of effort to keep him under ropes.

"Tch! Kakarot, why not see if you can make your brother transform while I take the next shift with
Broly."

"Ya'd do that for me, Vegeta?" Raditz was stunned.

"Just make sure you put all your back into it." Vegeta waved the two Saiyans and took off to
wherever Broly had chosen for his last romp.

Raditz and Goku watched as the Prince flew off until he disappeared.

"Well."

"Well." Goku surveyed his brother. "Why dontcha show me what ya got."

"Ya sure ya can fight in yer current condition?" Raditz smirked.

Goku humphed and got into a fighting stance, "it ain't me ya should be worried about."

Raditz gave a toothy grin and reciprocated his brother's fighting stance. "A little bit too sure of
yerself, baby brother?"

"Let's let our fists do the talkin'" Goku shouted as he charged, aiming at Raditz's massive thighs
with his leg.
Raditz was able to jump at the last second, avoiding being thrown off balance. He wasn't expecting
a second kick to his stomach and went flying into a nearby rock. The long haired Saiyan pulled
himself out of the debris and shook off excess dust.

"That was a cheap shot, Kakarot." He smirked and shot straight for Goku. Goku blocked the
barrage of attacks sent his way. Raditz was sloppy but he had gotten a lot stronger.

"Find what triggers ya. Use it t' transform!" Goku encouraged his brother.

"YOU trigger me. Yer happy go lucky, I'm-too-good-for-ya attitude..." Raditz aimed a punch at
Goku's head, only to meet just air. "I wanna wipe that innocent smile off yer face!"

"Then do it!" Goku shouted at him.

"I wanna kiss ya and punch ya at the same time!"

"EHH?!" Goku let his guard down just enough for Raditz to punch his face. Goku shouted as he
grabbed his bleeding nose. "Tha' was a cheap shod!" Goku complained through a nasally voice.

"Worked, didn't it?" Raditz placed his hands on his hips triumphantly.

"GRRRRAAAAA!" Goku charged his brother and hit him square in the chest before Raditz could
even blink.

The larger Saiyan crashed into a small hill, obliterating it entirely. "I deserved that." He gritted out.

"Ya deserve more than that for the stunt ya pulled with my kid!"

"Yer still sore about that?!" Raditz got out of the pile of rocks and confronted his brother. "I told ya
I did it to get ya to join me."

"That woulda never worked! If ya knew me, ya woulda just asked nicely after explainin' yerself
and yer intentions!"
"That's the point then, ain't it?! I didn't know ya! My method woulda worked for any other Saiyan.
I didn't know it wouldna work for you!"

"Ya haven't even apologized!" Goku's ki blasted around him.

"I'm sorry!"

"That was so insincere!"

Raditz growled, "Saiyans don't do apologies. That's the best ya'll get outta me."

"UGH! How can you Saiyans be so unfeelin'."

"On the contrary, Kakarot. We feel too much. Our emotions are literal weaknesses that can be
exploited in battle if we don't hide them." Raditz walked to Goku and stopped right in front of him.
"That's why we need to keep them hidden, protected. That makes us seem like uncaring creatures
but the truth is, we care too much." Raditz touched Goku's cheek and rubbed a small circle with his
thumb.

Goku was too flabbergasted to respond to this soft side of his older brother.

"We care too much." Raditz repeated in a small voice and leaned closer.

"WOAH!" Goku took a few steps back. "Don't think I'm there yet." The younger Saiyan put his
hands up.

"Yet?"

Goku blushed furiously, "I mean- Not EVER! Not with... You."

"Vegeta told me ya wanted yer offspring. The older one." Raditz's tail waved in the air.
"That's- Different. I know Gohan. I've lived with him almost all my life. It feels natural t'... Ya
know... But he loves his mate and has eyes only for her."

"How do ya know it won't feel natural with me?" At Goku's silence, Raditz continued, "tell ya
what, Kakarot. I'm good with making deals. They've saved my hide one too many times. How
about I let ya breach me in exchange for yer pardon?"

"Ya mean- Do ya?"

"I won't repeat myself." Raditz sweatdropped.

Goku considered the offer.

Their afterglow was ruined as Vegeta came running to the two Saiyans and stopped short, "well.
While you two have been making up for lost time, I have encountered a small problem."

Goku untangled himself from his brother, his face turned an angry red, "what happened, Vegeta?"

The Prince, who had his spandex torn in several places and looked worse for wear, replied, "I
believe Broly is very close to his rut. His pupils are glowing red. His scent has changed. It has
become stronger and... Spicier."

"Spicier?" Goku cocked an eyebrow.

"It is a dead giveaway for when a latcher is close to his rut." Vegeta explained.

"What does that mean?" Goku still didn't fully understand.

"It means, brother, that we'll be working overtime to keep him from losing his mind from lust and
destroying the planet." Raditz got up and started getting dressed.

"Is there even a point to that?" Vegeta asked waving his hand at Raditz. "Broly will find us and-"

"There you are!" Broly called out once he saw Vegeta and the others.

Vegeta whirled around and bristled, "I was not hiding!" He said without thinking.

"You can't hide from me. I can smell you." Broly waved his tail behind him as he stalked towards
Vegeta.

"M-my turn is over." The Prince stuttered.

"I know." Broly passed by the smaller Saiyan and made a beeline towards Raditz. "You smell
different. Sweeter." He sniffed the air more, "I want to taste you."

Raditz's tail frizzled up and he took a step back, dropping his armor in the process. "Uh- Help?"

Raditz was backed up against a rock and Broly leaned in, sniffing his neck then going lower. He
reached Raditz's groin and inhaled, Broly spread the long haired Saiyan's legs apart to better reach
his destination. A finger was brought behind his sac and Broly noticed that Raditz had been
breached.

"Who did this?" Broly growled. He manhandled Raditz and turned him around, bending him over
the solid rock. Broly grabbed a handful of the long hair as he lowered his leggings and guided his
cock inside Raditz's breeder.

Raditz gasped as he was penetrated and let out a whimper when he felt Broly push against him.
"Yer so- Big!" Raditz gritted out. More and more, Broly's cock disappeared into Raditz's newly
opened channel.

"You feel so warm and tight." Broly purred against his lover's ear. He began thrusting in and out of
Raditz, growling and huffing like a beast.
"Definitely nearing his rut." Vegeta commented.

"But what does that mean for us? Are we gonna get pregnant?" Goku was honestly concerned
about this.

"No, you idiot. We need to be in our heats for that to happen. Broly is just going to be more-
Untamed. Worse than he was before. He will lose sense of himself while his rut waves hit. He will
become an animal that only thinks about breeding."

"That sounds scary." Goku hugged himself.

"Mm. We have no Senzu beans either."

"Dammit! Will he be dangerous?"

"Honestly? There is no way of telling if Broly will be a danger to us. I am just making an educated
guess when I say he will become more aggressive and, knowing how strong he is, he might hurt us
accidentally. Do not hold it against him." Raditz let out a scream as Broly increased the pace.
"Raditz is the one in danger if any of us are. We can go Super Saiyan and take on Broly's full
force." Vegeta continued after the interruption, "but Raditz's body is weak. He will have the
hardest time out of us three."

Goku suddenly felt bad for his brother. Raditz tried so hard to become more powerful but he just
couldn't tip over. "Hey, didn't ya say somethin' about how our base power can increase by havin'
sex with a latcher?"

Vegeta nodded, "let us hope Broly is still coherent enough to follow instructions."

Goku and Vegeta waited until Broly was done and had knotted Raditz. The long maned Saiyan was
left whimpering with unshed tears.

Goku approached them, pausing at Broly's growl. "Uh- How ya holdin' up, Raditz?"
"It hurts, but it also feels good. It's a weird feeling."

"Yeah. Tell me about it. Ya'll get used t' it and feel better and better. Hey, Broly?" The large
warrior turned his attention to Goku once more. "Ya think ya can do us all a favor?"

Broly tilted his head. It was as good a sign as any that he was listening.

"Try pullin' out for me, eh? Slowly." Vegeta had explained to Goku that pulling on a Saiyan's
connection would activate their sixth chakra and release dormant energy found there. It was a once
in a lifetime power boost.

"I want to stay inside. It feels good." Broly replied.

"And ya will! Just do this for Raditz, so he can unlock his potential. It's just a small tug, ya can do
it." Goku coerced Broly into pulling out.

Broly looked at Raditz and tugged, "It's no use. We're stuck."

"Try pulling harder." Vegeta commanded and guided Broly's hips away from Raditz.

"Ow! What are ya two fuckheads doing?!" The long haired Saiyan complained.

"It will feel good in a minute, Raditz. Trust me." Goku slowly slinked towards Raditz, not wanting
to seem like a threat to Broly. He reached Raditz's hands and held them together. "Just breathe and
relax. Let yer body do the thing."

Vegeta kept guiding Broly's hips away from his lover, "just a bit more."

All of a sudden, Raditz's body snapped, a dark golden light traveled from his center to the tip of his
limbs. His eyes rolled up into his head and Raditz screamed as pleasure assaulted every cell in his
body.

"It worked!" Goku cheered.

 Broly was mesmerized by Raditz' glow. It was beautiful while it lasted. After a few seconds the
glow dissipated and Raditz slumped on top of the boulder. He was out cold.

Eventually, his body released Broly's cock and Broly took a few steps back. "Did I kill him?" He
asked with worry in his voice.

"No." Vegeta couldn't help but snicker, "he just passed out from pleasure. Good job, Broly."

"We are waiting, moron. On with it!" Vegeta egged Raditz on.

Raditz had recovered from his bliss induced coma and was now powering up to test his new limits.
"Haaaaaaaaa!" He shouted into the air, increasing his ki even higher.

Broly watched in awe as Raditz started glowing again, only this glow was different, brighter. Dirt
and rocks surrounding Raditz started floating in the air. The ground started shaking, and lightning
fell from the sky.

"Think about Frieza destroyin' our planet!" Goku shouted to help Raditz tip over.

The Prince joined in Goku's cheers. "Think about when you saw your brother after all those years!"

Raditz let out a rumbling scream. His muscles tensed, his eyes flickered between teal and black,
and his hair turned gold.

Chapter End Notes

Thank you or sweetcherryjewel for helping me narrate this chapter better ^^

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/41458049

 Dilf Joins the Group
Chapter Notes

Warning! There's a small implied incest scene.

In my headcanons, Bardock is Cumber, Raditz, and Goku's carrier [mother]. Toma is

Cumber and Raditz's source [father] and Gine is Goku's source.

Saiyans do not believe in terms like 'half brother', so Goku, Cumber, and Raditz are
considered full brothers.

Also, Gine, Toma, and Bardock are considered their parents, all three of them. In
Saiyan culture, all the mates are the parents regardless of who sired whom, or who
gave birth to whom. Saiyans are pack oriented.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Morning found four naked Saiyan warriors sprawled out on a rug in Broly's cave, three of which
were panting, sticky, and incredibly sore.

"I can't- No more... AAAAH-EEEEEE!" Raditz squealed as Broly grabbed his leg and pulled him
into a bear hug, licking his face. Broly then slipped his dick inside and started fucking Raditz once
again.

"Kaka-Kakarot. Broly is a monster." Vegeta panted.

Goku grunted, barely able to sit up, "what are we- Gonna do?"

"I think... I think- There is only one Saiyan... Fit to take on Broly's lust." The Prince swallowed
dryly. "We need... The Dragon Balls. Again."

Cheelai and Lemo had decided to leave the planet after Vegeta had explained to them that Broly
was in his rut, which meant sex anywhere, with anyone, and ALL the time. It was the sensible
thing to do, plus, they could get more supplies or sight see until one of the Saiyans contacted them
saying it was safe for them to return.

"I'll talk to Dende." Goku breathed heavily. "There's gotta be a way to reset the Dragon Balls
instead of waitin' a whole year. I can't even move my legs!"

"Work your magic, Kakarot. Because if you do not, we shall likely perish by Broly's cock."

"Whatever you guys do, hurry! Ahaaaaaah!" Raditz cried out.

Goku got up on shaky legs and picked up his torn gi. "I'll see what I can do." He said after
dressing. He grabbed the dragon radar and put two fingers to his forehead and disappeared.

"PLEASE, Dende. We're at wit's end! We just can't- Broly is too much even for the three of us!"

"I'm sorry, Goku. But I can't make the Dragon Balls work any sooner. What I can suggest is that
you go to King Kai and create a link with our friends on Namek and ask them to make the wish for
you."

"I'm afraid that won't work, Dende. The person we wanna revive has been dead for over a year."

"Hmmm. Then how about you ask them to wish for these Dragon Balls to work again?"

Goku's eyes widened, "Dende, yer a genius! I would hug ya right now but I'm all sticky and gross."

"Y-yeah," Dende took a step back and lifted his hand, "I understand the sentiment. Now go do your
thing, Son Goku! Go save the day!"

"Right!" Goku instant transmitted to King Kai's planet, startling the daylights out of the poor Kai.

"King Kai! I need yer help!"

"Why is it that you Saiyans won't stop getting into trouble! What is it now?"
"I need to open a link with the new Guru on Planet Namek."

"Hmmph!" King Kai gave his back to Goku and crossed his arms.

"Pleeeeease?" Goku begged.

"What's in it for me?" The Kai asked.

Goku thought. The Kai loved jokes."Hmmm." Goku placed a finger on his chin and thought.
"What is the similarity between a green apple and a red apple? They’re both red except for the
green one!"

The Kai choked and tried not to laugh.

"Who can shave ten times a day and still have a beard? A barber!"

The Kai's face was turning red.

Goku towered over King Kai and delivered a final joke. "Did ya hear about the guy who died when
an axe fell on him? The police are callin' it an axe-i-dent."

"BAHAHAHAHAH!" The blue being couldn't hold in his laughter anymore and burst out in a fit of
giggles. When he calmed down he cleared his throat, "very well, Goku, I will place your call."

The Guru agreed to help Goku and soon summoned Porunga to make the wish Goku asked him
for, no questions asked, they were all happy to help their friends out. Goku thanked them and
immediately went to collect the Dragon balls with the dragon radar.

Eventually all the balls were collected and Goku returned to Vampa to bring Vegeta with him.
"Alright Vegeta! I got the Dragon Balls! I left them with Piccolo."

"I'm a little tied up at the moment." The Prince sat on Broly's lap while the larger Saiyan purred
and nuzzled his cheek. Raditz was flopped on the floor on his belly, his mating hole dripping with
Broly's juices.

"Broly?" Goku approached him. "Are you back with us?"

"Yes. I'm here."

"Oh, good, his rut wave is over. Vegeta? How many do ya think are left until his rut stops."

"There is no way of knowing that, Kakarot. My guess is since this is most likely his first rut he will
have many waves." Vegeta's body shuddered and Broly's dick was released from his body.

"Okay, yer unstuck now, let's go back t' Earth and make the wish!" Goku said with a bit too much
enthusiasm.

"Give me a moment to breath, you idiot! I just had like two feet worth of DICK inside me and I am
still feeling it!" Vegeta barked back at Goku. He got up from Broly's lap and stretched his tired
muscles.

"Broly transformed? Hohoho! Glad t' see the cave didn't get blown up. So how was it?" Goku
asked the Prince excitedly. Vegeta gave him a death glare.

"Why can't ya just bring the Dragon Balls here and make the wish?" Raditz mumbled.

"Oh, because they need t' be within their creator's domain. In other words, they work only on
Earth." Goku explained.

Raditz got up and shook invisible dust from his self. He started collecting his garments. "Well,
what are we waiting for?"
"I would like to see you try to walk after having the Legendary here fuck you with his legendary
dick!" Vegeta spat and started getting dressed.

"Yer right, Vegeta. I'm glad ya... Survived?" Goku didn't know how to finish that sentence.

The Prince harrumphed and finished putting his boots on. "Let us go."

"Where are you going? Are you leaving me?" Broly got up from the floor and approached the
Saiyans.

Goku smiled at the innocent being, "we're not leavin' ya, Broly. Ya just need t' stay here so we
have a way of teleportin' back."

Broly lowered his head.

"Hey now." Goku walked to the large warrior and kissed his cheek. "We'll be back, I promise. And
we'll be bringin' a new toy for ya!"

Broly's eyes illuminated at this news and he smiled, nodding his head once.

Goku placed two fingers on his forehead, "well, grab my shoulder, Raditz."

Vegeta touched his forehead as well, searching for the strongest ki he could find; Piccolo's. Once
Goku and Vegeta found it, the three teleported to their Namekian friend.

"Mighty Shenlong! Hear my wish!" Vegeta called out with his arms stretched out over his head.
"Revive the Saiyan Bardock in Otherworld and bring him here to us!"

"THE SAIYAN BY THE NAME BARDOCK REFUSES TO LEAVE OTHERWORLD

WITHOUT HIS FAMILY."
"Shit!" Vegeta grumbled and rephrased his wish, "revive the Saiyan couple Bardock and Toma in
Otherworld and bring them here to us!"

Shenlong squinted at the Prince. These people were getting more clever in how to word their
wishes to get more out of them. "VERY WELL."

"Wait- Toma? Wasn't my mom's name Gine?"

Two bodies slowly materialized behind them.

"Dammit, I forgot Bardock had two mates. Oh, well. Too late now." Vegeta shrugged.

"YOUR WISHES HAVE BEEN GRANTED." Shenlong returned to sleep and the Dragon Balls
disappeared into the horizon.

"VEGETAAAAA! I wanted t' meet my mom!" The young Saiyan whined.

Vegeta rounded on Goku, "I said it is too late, and besides Bardock IS your 'mom'!"

"..." Goku was speechless.

"I told you Bardock was your carrier and Gine your source. Must you forget the things I tell you?"

"Baba!" Raditz yelled and ran to the recently materialized Saiyans.

Goku saw Raditz run towards his parents and greet them. VERY affectionately. "What the Hell?!"
Goku exclaimed.

"This is the natural way Saiyans greet their family. Your human culture does not apply to us,
Kakarot." Vegeta growled.
Goku shook his head and turned away from his family's display, deeply embarrassed.

"Until you have tried it, you have NO say in the matter." Vegeta uncrossed his arms and walked
over to greet the two newcomers.

"It's not that... And I have tried it, but it's still weird t' see them like that." Goku said to the Prince's
back.

"Prince Vegeta! Yer here too?!" Bardock detached himself from Raditz and bowed to his Prince.

Toma bowed as well, "nice to see you're in good health, Your Majesty."

Vegeta waved him off, "there are important matters that need to be addressed."

The two older Saiyans looked at each other with quizzical expressions on their faces.

The Prince sighed, "we have problems with a very powerful latcher by the name Broly. He just got
over his third rut wave, and we are a few holes short of satisfying his lust."

"Woah, hold on a minute," Toma interrupted, "I don't swing that way."

"Hmph. I see where Raditz got his paranoia from." Vegeta huffed. Raditz blushed and looked
away.

"A latcher, huh?" Bardock closed his eyes. "Where is he?"

"He ain't on this planet," Goku stated.

"Kakarot?" Bardock looked at his lost kid. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, and dun expect me t' greet ya as warmly as my brother did." Goku put his hands out, only to
have them swatted away by his lookalike.

"Oh, c'mon! Give yer ol' man a hug!" Bardock spread his arms. Goku had no choice but to accept
the hug, he didn't want to be impolite.

"Ya've grown." Bardock embraced his offspring and nuzzled his hair.

Goku parted and scratched the back of his head.

Bardock looked around. "How did we get here, by the way? And where's Gine?"

"Um- About that. Well, we have these things called Dragon Balls..." Goku explained about them
and how Vegeta had messed up his wish and forgot to revive Gine.

"Well, can't ya just ask for him with another wish?" Toma asked as he walked to his mate and
surrogate son.

"Him?" Goku tilted his head and quirked an eyebrow.

"Idiot, Saiyans have no gender separation. Have you forgotten everything I have taught you?"
Vegeta spat.

"Oh, right. It's just so weird hearin' it. I've always pictured Gine as a woman."

"A woman? Oh! Right. The ones with just a breeder." Bardock remembered.

"There is no time for small talk, we need to get going before Broly's fourth wave hits." The Prince
placed two fingers on his forehead and nodded to Goku.

"Right. Everyone, place yer hands on me- NOT THERE!" Goku yelped as Bardock grabbed his
ass.
 "Ya didn't specify." Bardock shrugged.

"Put yer hands on my shoulders or arm." Goku growled and outstretched his arm.

Bardock huffed and placed his hand on Goku's shoulder, Raditz guided Toma's hand to Goku's
other shoulder as he placed his own hand on the Saiyan's back.

"Ready?" Goku called.

Bardock quirked an eyebrow, "I still don't know what-"

With a flash, the five Saiyans teleported back to Vampa where Broly was anxiously waiting for
their return.

Chapter End Notes

I have no idea of the limitations of each set of Dragon Balls so I just made it up :P Not
that it's important ^^

The jokes were taken from various joke articles.

 The Legendary
Chapter Notes

Mycherryville came up with the idea of having a Goddess create the Saiyans. Credit
goes to them ^^

Thank you, Ishizu, for keeping my muse inspired! I added that little banter of yours
between Toma and Bardock XD It was just too funny.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"Woah!" Bardock almost lost his footing as the Saiyans reappeared inside Broly's cave.

"What just happened?" Toma asked, rubbing his head.

"Oh, we just teleported. My brother here learned this technique from the aliens on- Yardrat, was
it?" Raditz boasted.

"I did." Goku blushed.

"You're back!" Broly came up to the group. He noticed a new Saiyan and- Another Goku? Broly
sniffed the air. They looked the same but their scent was different.

"Is this the latcher I need to fuck?" The Goku lookalike walked over to Broly and regarded him.
"He's cute." He winked.

"Who are you?" Broly asked, smelling the air more. This Saiyan's scent was intoxicating. He
buried his nose in Bardock's hair and inhaled, his tail swayed behind him in wide loops.

"I'm yer new playmate. And this is my life partner, Toma." Bardock stepped to the side so Broly
could get a better look at Toma.

"Yo." Toma greeted, holding his hand up. Broly reciprocated the hand gesture.
"So," Bardock cracked his fingers and wiggled them, "show us the goods, Broly."

"The goods?" The larger Saiyan titled his head.

"Ya know, yer package. I wanna see what I'm up against." Bardock growled as a smirk appeared on
his face. He made a grabbing gesture with his hands.

"Eheheh, I think we dun need t' show anythin' right now. Let's wait until Broly gets his next wave,
okay?" Goku stepped in and separated the two.

"Tch. Fine by me." Bardock waved Goku off as he walked away. "How about you, stud. Wanna
show me yer package." He teased Toma, groping him through his under armor.

Toma chuckled and kissed his mate deeply.

"Okay, ya guys. Enough with the public displays of affection!" Goku was starting to get irritated.

Bardock parted from Toma and addressed his wayward son, "hey, you were the one who brought
us back. What did ya expect us to do? Sit down and eat a nice meal?"

"Actually, 'Dock, a meal sounds like a good idea." Toma interjected, his stomach rumbled.

"Oh, I guess yer right. What do we have to eat?" Bardock rubbed his hands together.

"Bugs." Broly said.

"Bugs." Raditz and Goku repeated.

-
"Eegh! These things are terrible!" Bardock grimaced.

The Saiyans had all gone hunting and had tracked down a bug or two. They had dragged them back
to the cave and were now sitting next to their kill, trying to eat the things without gagging.

"It's food." Raditz shrugged, "I've tasted worse."

"How can ya eat these things?" Bardock took another sip of the bug's leg and shuddered.

Toma ate in silence, frowning and scowling at the sour taste.

Goku nodded, "yeah, they are kinda funky. Vegeta, ain't ya gonna eat somethin'?"

"Hmph! The day I eat a bug again..." The Prince looked away.

Goku shrugged and continued eating, making a face at the gooey texture of the bug's meat.

"Welp. I've had more than I can stand." Bardock tossed the leg onto the growing pile of
exoskeletons.

"Same here." Toma placed the remains of his meal down.

Broly kept chewing on a leg, already used to the flavor. He didn't mind it at all.

"We shoulda stopped by Bulma's place and picked up some more rations." Goku took one last sip
and threw away the empty shell.

"What's a Bulma? Sounds needy." Bardock asked.

Vegeta barked with laughter, "well, while you were busy collecting the Dragon Balls," the Prince
pointed at Goku, "I made a quick stop by Capsule Corp. and asked Bulma for supplies."
"Yeah! He left me alone with Broly!" Raditz whined and shivered.

Broly smiled at the long haired Saiyan, "you enjoyed it."

Raditz blushed and looked away.

Vegeta got up and picked up a small box he had left on one of the crates. He opened it and pulled
out one of the many capsules Bulma had packed for him, showing it to the gang, "there is enough
food to last all of us for days."

"Ya mean t' say we ate this disgustin' bug for nothin'?!" Goku bellowed, not believing Vegeta
would be so cruel. Then again, this WAS Vegeta.

"HAAAAAHAHAHAHA!" Bardock laughed, "good one, Vegeta. I see ya haven't changed one
bit."

"Oh, gods." Toma groaned, rubbing a hand down his face.

"HEY! I'm still hungry!" Raditz got up and tried to take away the capsule from the Prince.

Broly couldn't care either way. He took another sip of bug juice.

"Stop eating that! We got real food!" Goku complained and took away the leg from Broly.

Broly growled and his ki shot up. The cave began to shake.

"Yikes!" Bardock shouted as small rocks fell on them.

"OKAY, FINE! Take it!" Goku returned the leg. Broly calmed down and continued eating it.
Bardock and Toma stared wide eyed at the large Saiyan.
Goku caught their awestruck expressions and cleared his throat, "okay, so a few things ya should
know about Broly. He's THE Legendary Super Saiyan."

"WHAT?!" Bardock and Toma shouted.

"And he is also workin' on his temper." Goku continued, looking pointedly at Broly.

"And he will fuck ya relentlessly." Raditz added.

"He can't be THE Legendary." Bardock frowned.

Goku cocked an eyebrow, "why not?"

"Because I'm THE Legendary Super Saiyan." Bardock placed a hand on his chest.

"WHAT?!" Toma, Raditz, Vegeta, and Goku yelled in surprise.

"It's a long story..." Bardock began.

"Oh, I want to hear this." Vegeta threw the capsule next to the blanket, away from the pile of
shells, and the capsule made a popping sound. Piles of food instantly appeared out of thin air.
Vegeta and Raditz sat down and started eating. Goku soon joined them.

"It all started when my crew and I were purging a planet called Kanassa, a planet with psychic
inhabitants. One of them, the last one standing, placed a curse on me; I wouldn't be able to rejoin
my mates in the afterlife. At least, that's my guess so far."

Toma gasped but kept listening to Bardock's tale.

"Then came the fateful day when Vegetasei was destroyed. I tried to counter Frieza's attack, but it
was useless. It consumed me. I felt death take over me. And then, I woke up in a warm bed. At
first, I thought I was dead, but as I was made more aware of my senses, I found that I was still
alive. I met the inhabitants of this place I woke up in and they cared for my wounds.

"One day, the city I was living nearby was attacked by soldiers using very outdated weapons. Their
boss? Lord Chilled. He looked very much like Frieza. I thought he was just an Icejin from another
Planet Trade Organization branch. But the more I made sense out of things, the more I realized I
had been taken to the past, way before King Cold, way before the Saiyans, way before Vegetasei.

"I fought Lord Chilled and I eventually transformed into a Super Saiyan. I defeated him with little
effort, and the inhabitants of Planet Plant welcomed me as one of their own. I became their
protector. I spent the rest of my days there.

"One night, however, the Goddess Lune appeared to me in a dream. She told me I would be known
throughout the generations as the Legendary Super Saiyan. Then she mated with me, said she
would bare our children. Ha! What a dream that was." Bardock chuckled, wiping his eye.

"Wow. My dad is the Legendary Super Saiyan!" Goku beamed at the scarred Saiyan.

"Take it easy, kid. It's just a myth after all." Bardock winked at his youngest son. "In any case, I'm
the first Legendary. The Goddess also told me in the dream that every other millenia, a new
Legendary would appear. Broly could very well be the latest one."

"Oh, he's legendary alright." Raditz huffed. "Ya should see him naked and powered up. Then ya'll
be convinced."

"Heheh." Bardock rubbed his hands together. "On that note, how about I take a look at what we
have here." Bardock crawled on all fours to where Broly was seated, his tail stood high and the tip
wagged playfully in the air.

Broly took a bite of bug meat and watched as Bardock approached him, his eyes widened the closer
the other Saiyan got. Broly swallowed and quirked an eyebrow at Bardock.

"Uh, dad?"

"We do not use those terms, Kakarot."

"What am I supposed t' call him then?!" Goku threw his hands in the air.
"Call me 'Dock." Bardock reached the powerful Saiyan and pulled Broly's leggings away to take a
look at his dick. "Oh, myyyyyy~" His eyes shone.

"Well, 'Dock? How is he? Is he bigger than me?" Toma asked.

"Yeah, yeah, Tora, I just... Need... I..."

"My name is Toma!"

"That's nice dear, do that."

"Ugh!" Toma huffed and rested his chin on his hand.

"I gotta have this in my mouth." Bardock looked at Broly with starry eyes.

Broly was taken aback but placed the leg he was chewing on down and stood up, lowering his
leggings down to his thighs.

"YES!" Bardock licked his lips.

"Do ya hafta do it in front of everyone, 'Dock?!" Goku asked, his cheeks turned red.

The Prince threw his head back. "HA! Bardock has always been a show off."

"Hey, he's the master of blowjobs," Raditz piped up, "he can show us a thing or two."

Goku shivered, "but-"

"Don't ya wanna see the expert at work? Come on 'Dock! Show us how to make somebody cum in
seconds." Raditz whooped at the older Saiyan, cheering him on.
 Bardock cracked his neck. "Heh. Watch and learn, boys!"

Chapter End Notes

My hc's are a mix of the DBS Broly movie and the DBZ movies and my own ideas
[also other people's ideas that I will always credit]. There are some things I liked about
the Broly movie, and some things that I loved too much to disregard about the
Bardock movies.
For example, I HATE that Bardock wasn't wearing Toma's blood drenched arm wrap
as a bandana. I cannot stress this enough. Toma didn't even appear AT ALL. Like-
WTF? Ok, upon further inspection, Toma and the gang DID appear at the beginning of
the movie. But it still wasn't enough DX
Anyways, I'm combining things I love and ignoring things I disliked ^^
 Two Mates Reunited
Chapter Notes

Warning! Uh... Raditz complimenting Bardock's performance with Broly.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

True to his word, Bardock brought Broly over the edge in a matter of seconds. His oral skills were
unparalleled among and beyond the Saiyan population.

"Hmm." Bardock huffed with a wide grin on his face. He stood up after swallowing Broly's cum.

"That was... Good. Thank you." Broly could barely talk.

"JUST good?" Bardock asked with a cheeky tone.

"It was- Very good." Broly corrected.

"Heh. Keep talking like that and ya'll be sweeping me off my feet." Bardock joked.

"B-Broly is a- Saiyan of few words." Goku stuttered, still blown away by Bardock's performance.

"That was hot." Raditz commented, still flustered.

Toma harrumphed.

"Awww, are ya feeling left out?" Bardock walked to his mate.

Toma tried to ignore the scarred Saiyan.

"Ya want one too?" Bardock purred.

"You guys! Take that outside! I've been scarred enough for one day." Goku yelled at the amorous
Saiyans.

Bardock smirked at his youngest kid and grabbed Toma's hand. Both Saiyans left the cave to find a
more private place.

"Great. Now they're gone. What happens when Broly gets his next wave?" Raditz pointed out. He
was still sat backwards on a chair ever since Bardock started his performance.

"I can just I.T. t' them and bring them back." Goku reassured his brother. "Is Bardock always like
this?"

"Mhm." Raditz replied.

"He is a very salacious Saiyan." Vegeta took one last bite of food then encapsulated the rest.

"What's salacious mean?" Goku asked.

"Kg- Moron. It means obscene, lewd, risqué. Horny?" Vegeta added as he saw Goku's confused
expression.

"Oh, I get it!" Goku scratched the back of his head.

"That is the reason I chose him. Out of the two options I considered, he was the most suitable."

"Eh? What two options?" Goku tilted his head.

"Oh, yer talking about him, aren't ya." Raditz smirked at the Prince. "Yeah, Vegeta wouldn't wanna
have that mess of a Saiyan around."
"What are ya guys talkin' about?" Goku was very confused.

"Do not worry about it, Kakarot." Vegeta crossed his arms, "just be glad I revived your carrier and
not that fake."

"Well, that's fine." Goku stretched out his arms and yawned. "I dun know about you guys, but I'm
beat!"

Goku walked to the bed of furs Broly had made for them and flopped on the soft pelts, bouncing a
couple of times. Broly neared Goku on trembling legs and lay beside him, nuzzling his neck and
purring. His tail wrapped itself around Goku's.

Raditz looked at them, and then back at Vegeta, "shall we join them?"

"Oh, why the Hell not. We can all use a good nap."

The Prince and Raditz settled on the green furs next to Goku and Broly, and soon all four where a
pile of snoring Saiyans.

"So that's why I never was able to find you in Otherworld. You were cursed by that Kanassian
soldier." Toma pondered.

"I never stopped looking for you two." Bardock gazed at his mate. "I did many underhanded things
to get ya guys back to me. But nothing worked."

"Well, now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?" Toma's tail tip waved playfully.

The scarred Saiyan smiled his million dollar smile and kissed Toma passionately.

The two Saiyans had flown quite far away from the cave and had settled on a cliff that overlooked
a field of fumaroles. The gasses reached high above the ground and spread over the sky, giving an
eerie ambiance. But the two Saiyans were far too busy to pay attention to their surroundings.

"Toma... Oh, Toma!" Bardock moaned his mate's name as the other Saiyan kissed down his throat.

"Mmm, Bardock. It feels- So good- To have you." Toma kept showering his mate with kisses
everywhere he could reach, something he couldn't do in front of others. This was far too intimate
for other people to witness. More intimate than blow jobs or even sex.

"Then have me." Bardock panted.

"I'll enjoy every speck of you, 'Dock." Toma parted to take his mate's chest armor off and then his
own. He went back to kissing his lover's body. When he reached his nipples, he sucked them in
turn until milk started dripping out.

"Tomaaaaaa!" Bardock shoved Toma's face away, embarrassed that he was lactating. "Ya made me
milk on myself!" His face turned red as a beet.

"Hmm~ You're so cute, Bardock." Toma moved the hand away and went back to sucking
Bardock's nipples.

"Ngh!" Bardock leaned back until his back touched the ground, Toma followed him and now lay
on top.

A hand found Bardock's erection and grabbed it through his leggings, pumping it rapidly.

"OHHH, FUCK!" Bardock spread his legs as wide as they could go and wrapped his arms around
Toma's body.

Toma pumped him faster, mouth still attached to one of Bardock's nipples and sucking the small
amount of milk out of it.

"Ah! Ahhhh! NG- Tomaaaa~" Bardock's puffy tail grabbed a hold of Toma's and squeezed. "Toma!
Yer gonna make me come!"
"That's the idea." Toma growled and rubbed Bardock's dick even faster.

"AAAAH, SHIT!" Bardock kept moaning and writhing on the ground as Toma masturbated him.
All too soon, Bardock reached the edge.

"I- I'm Com- COMIIIIIING!" Bardock's muscles tensed, his ki shot up, and spurts of cum soiled
his leggings.

"Bardock, I need you." Toma started taking off the rest of his armor.

Now only with his arm braces, Toma took off Bardock's boots and leggings. "Want to keep your
leg warmers on, 'Dock? You know how much it turns me on to see you just in your arm and leg
warmers."

"Mmmm~ Kinky!" Bardock fished around for his leg warmers and put them back on. He then lay
back down and gazed seductively at Toma.

"Oh, you look so- Edible!" Toma lowered his head and licked Bardock's cum covered cock. He
licked Bardock clean of any traces of semen.

"I'm just gonna get covered in cum again, Toma." Bardock chuckled. "C'mon. Put yer dick inside
me already."

"I love it when you're so needy for my cock." Toma purred.

"Baby, you know it!"

Toma lined up his crotch with Bardock's. He aimed for Bardock's breeding entrance and pushed in.
His cock buried deep inside Bardock's tight channel.

"Oh, this brings me back." Toma sighed as he felt warmth surround him.
"I've missed this! Ya have NO idea." Bardock started purring.

"I can stay sheathed inside you forever." Toma ground his hips against his mate's, making Bardock
moan loudly.

"Forever." Bardock smiled and kissed Toma. "Pound me into the dirt, Toma."

"Mmmm~ As you wish." Toma reared back and drove his dick into Bardock, making the smaller
Saiyan scream in ecstasy. He drilled Bardock at a fast pace, the ground underneath them started to
crack from the force of his thrusts.

"TOMAAAAA!!!!" Bardock screamed his mate's name. His legs came up and wrapped around
Toma's midriff. Being flexible had its advantages.

The Saiyans grunted and moaned and shouted as the pace became harder.

"I want to breed you so hard, Bardock."

"Ah, Yes! Please!"

"I want to fill you full of my seed!"

"Do it! Come inside me, Toma. I wanna feel yer dick throb inside me."

"Mmm, fuck!" Toma cursed on very rare occasions, mainly when he was extremely aroused. "I'm
going to come deep inside you. Fill you with cubs!"

"Shit! Ahhaaaah!" Bardock's orgasm hit him suddenly. Wave after wave, his insides pulsed.
"FUCK!" The scarred Saiyan was still coming when Toma pulled out. "Hey! What the- AGH!" He
was turned around into a kneeling position and Toma pressed inside him again, continuing with a
brutal pace. The change in position helped Toma go even deeper.

"Oh! Fuck meeeeee!" Bardock moaned as he felt his cervix being spread open to accommodate
Toma's shaft.

"I'm going to come!" Toma thrust inside a few more times and tensed, his cock pierced through
Bardock's cervix and the head swelled up inside his womb.

Bardock whimpered, a third orgasm hit him, not as intense as the others, but strong nonetheless.

Both Saiyans collapsed to the ground, panting and pulsing.

"Bardock, you feel amaaaaazing~"

"Hmmm," Bardock smiled gleefully. It felt nice to have Toma's weight on him. He felt safe.

Toma tugged on their connection.

"What are ya doing?" Bardock slurred.

"Just pulling on you." Toma nuzzled Bardock's hair and started purring. Bardock's own rumbling
purr soon joined his mate's.

The warriors stayed in that position until Bardock's body released Toma. They lay on their sides
and spooned.

"Bardock?" Toma's tail wagged lazily in the air.

"Hm?" Bardock turned to look at his lover.

"I love you. So much."

"Hehehe! Oh, stop it, ya softie." Bardock blushed despite his giggling.
 "But I do! You're the Saiyan of my dreams."

"I get the idea, Toma. Geez, ya sound like Gine." Bardock teased the younger Saiyan.

"Speaking of Gine, you think we can ask Kakarot to wish him back?"

"HA! That's a given. I won't tolerate any less. We'll get Gine back, dontcha worry about that."
Bardock stated with conviction.

"Guys!" A flustered Goku suddenly appeared in front of the two Saiyans, "oh, geez, yer naked!"
Goku quickly looked away and covered his eyes.

"What is it, Kakarot?" Bardock frowned at the weird way his brat was acting.

"Broly's fourth wave hit."

Chapter End Notes

Have I mentioned how much I ship Toma/Bardock?

 That One Saiyan
Chapter Notes

Warning! Implied incest and incestuous desires.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The three Saiyans arrived at the cave, Goku had I.T.'ed them back as soon as Bardock and Toma
put on their belongings at Goku's request. He didn't want to be looking at their dangly parts
anymore than was necessary.

"What took you so long?" Vegeta spat.

"Hey, they were the ones who took so long in getting dressed!" Goku complained. He heard moans
coming from Broly's bed of furs and saw Raditz riding Broly's cock.

"Broly could not wait any longer." Vegeta commented.

"Ohohoho! Way to go, brat. Work that cock!" Bardock hollered at his eldest offspring. "Wait..."
Broly growled as the scarred Saiyan approached the nest. "Easy, big guy. I just wanna check-
Raditz! Ya've been breached?!" Bardock thought he'd never see the day. "Who? Was it Broly?"

Raditz was too busy and focused to respond clearly. He only shook his head.

"I did." Goku coughed.

"Well!" Bardock stalked slowly towards his youngest brat. "Didn't know ya two got along so well."

"Oh, uh- It was-"

"So tell me," Bardock's tail swayed behind him, he backed Goku up against a wall and placed a
hand on either side of Goku's head, "are you breached too?" He asked in a seductive tone.
"Bardock!" Goku wailed.

"Calm down, Bardock. You are giving the poor fool an aneurism." Vegeta stepped in for Goku,
placing a hand on Bardock's shoulder. "The planet he grew up on looks down on blood relations."

"Yer kidding." Bardock turned to Vegeta, flabbergasted.

"Then what do they do with family?" Toma asked in a confused voice.

"Other things. They play board games." Vegeta shrugged.

"Damn. What kind of backwards planet did I send ya to?" Bardock pinched the bridge of his nose.
He looked back at Goku, "I- I'm sorry. I shoulda done better research."

"Hey, I'm perfectly fine the way I am, 'Dock, so no worries." Goku held up his hands.

"AAAAAHHHH!" Raditz's scream of pure bliss interrupted their train of thought.

"I guess you're next in line, Bardock." Toma informed the scarred Saiyan.

Bardock watched as Raditz collapsed on Broly's chest, heaving. He turned to Goku, "don't ya
worry, kid. We'll help bring ya back around." He then marched over to where Broly lay, taking his
clothes off as he went, leaving a very confused Goku behind.

Bardock had to wait until Raditz released Broly's cock, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy some
foreplay. Broly growled again as Bardock approached his nest, "calm down, will ya? I'm not here
to steal anyone from ya. I'm here to get fucked by that huge hidden talent ya got there." Bardock
waved his tail in the air, releasing pheromones to let Broly know he was not a threat. Once Broly
sniffed the air and calmed down, Bardock got on the nest and lay next to the larger Saiyan. He
started purring and nuzzling Broly much like a cat would. Broly's interest was peaked by Bardock's
actions. The scarred Saiyan licked his lips before pressing them to Broly's own. He would place a
kiss and move back and repeat that action until Broly started purring and grabbed Bardock by the
head to keep him still enough to deepen their kiss.
"Ugh. Can't wait til I'm done, can ya?" Raditz huffed, getting up to a sitting position. He watched
as Broly practically ravished his carrier's mouth. He chanced a look in Toma's direction and saw
the Saiyan leaning against a rocky wall with his arms crossed and a pissed off expression.

Goku noticed it too.

"So, uh- How long have ya two known my mom- Er- Source?" Goku neared the ticked off Saiyan
and tried to make small talk.

"Oh, I've known Gine for a long time, a little over four orbits."

"Huh? How long is that?" Goku tilted his head.

"About thirty years, Kakarot." Vegeta commented from across the rocky chamber.

"Oh, wow! That is a long time. How did ya meet?"

Toma looked at the other Saiyan and then chuckled humorlessly. Kakarot was trying so hard to
distract him from Bardock. "Bardock introduced us. They had always lived together, him and Gine.
When I finally met Bardock, I met your source as well. I never was a breeding mate with Gine
though, just mates. But we both were breeding mates with Bardock."

"Ya mean ya dun have Gine's bite mark?" Goku asked to make sure.

"That's right." Toma smiled and moved his head to show Bardock's bite. Goku could clearly see
the bite mark on Toma's trapezius muscle, right between the neck and shoulder. "Bardock and I
became breeding mates almost immediately after meeting. Then he became breeding mates with
Gine later on. I was never against it, but I never thought of Gine as my breeding mate, it would've
been pointless since Gine couldn't get pregnant and I'm not carrier material. So he was just my
mate."

"I see. Ya know, we can revive her- Him- When we can use the Dragon Balls again. They take a
while t' recharge." Goku said cheerfully, "I really wanna meet him."
"And I can assure you that Gine would like that very much. You leaving is what killed him, you
know. He was so heartbroken that you had to be sent off planet, he couldn't bear the thought of you
getting hurt or worse, killed. It broke Bardock's heart to lose his long life friend and mate, aside
from losing you."

Goku bit his lips. "Well, that'll be fixed as soon as we can use the Dragon Balls again," he brought
a fist to his chin, "I would ask Moori t' wish them t' work again, but I feel bad askin' for another
favor so soon. Besides, we need t' wait until their Dragon Balls recharge." He scratched the back of
his head.

"There's no hurry, Kakarot." Toma smiled at his mate's kid. "As long as it's a done deal."

"Of course!" Goku grinned.

"OH, YES! FINALLY!"

The two Saiyans turned to watch Bardock push Raditz off Broly and climb on top of the large
warrior.

Goku sighed. "I guess I'll just have t' get used t' seeing ya guys be like this- VEGETA, WHAT
ARE YA DOIN'?!"

"What?" The Prince looked back at Goku, "you can not seriously expect me to watch them and not
masturbate."

"Hey! That's a good idea. Mind if I join you, Highness?" Toma whipped out his cock and started
rubbing its length.

"This is too much. I need air." Goku raised his hands in defeat and headed towards the cave
opening.

"Oh, like you have never seen a dick being jacked off. You are such a prude, Kakarot!" Vegeta
called out after him and went back to enjoying the show with Toma.
Goku huffed and ignored the Prince. He walked out of the cave and took a deep calming breath.
"What am I gonna do with these guys...?"

"AH! YES! FUCK ME!" Bardock screamed as Broly pounded him into the furs. Their hips
collided with each other and the sounds resonated throughout the cave.

"Oh, your mate is so hot." Vegeta commented. He had pulled out a chair and was now seated on it,
shaft in hand.

"Why do you think I was quick to make it official?" Toma replied, smiling. He stood next to the
Prince, pumping his erection as he watched his mate getting fucked. "He's a beautiful creature."

"Not to mention his brats."

Raditz got up from the furs, finally recovered, and approached Vegeta. "Enjoying the show aren't
we?"

"Pull up a chair, Raditz. Your carrier makes for good entertainment." The Prince waved to one of
the spare chairs.

"Nah, I've seen him plenty of times. What I haven't been doing is pleasuring you, my Prince."
Raditz purred.

"Oh? And how do you intend on pleasuring me, Raditz?"

The long haired Saiyan got on his knees in between Vegeta's legs and swished his tail.

"Luckyyyyy." Toma groused.

"I'll get to ya in a bit, shosha." Raditz called him by the nickname young Saiyans use to call their
sources. "But the Prince always comes first." Raditz sneered at Vegeta, showing his teeth.

"Hmph! You best get to work, moron." Vegeta tapped Raditz's smirk with the tip of his cock.

Raditz opened his mouth and let his tongue roam around Vegeta's length. The smaller Saiyan made
a pleased sound.

"Broly! Harder, fuck me till I can't walk straight!" Bardock's voice echoed across the cave.

"Oh, Bardock~" Toma moaned his mate's name.

"He is going to get more than he can chew on." Vegeta said as soon as he felt Broly's ki spike.

"Oh? Woah!" Toma lost his balance when the ground started shaking. A green light illuminated
the cave as Broly ascended.

"Oh, FUCK!" Bardock yelled as he felt Broly's muscle increase in size.

"DAMN!" Toma was awestruck. His dick lay forgotten in his hand. "I wish I had a scouter with me
right now."

"Ha! It would not be able to measure his power." Vegeta laughed.

Raditz had turned to see Broly's transformation. "I'm so glad he didn't go Super Saiyan while
fucking me!"

"What are you talking about? You can ascend as well." Vegeta cuffed Raditz upside his head.
"Now get back to work. My dick is not going to suck itself."

"Wait- Raditz is a Super Saiyan now?" Toma's jaw dropped.

 "He achieved the transformation recently." Vegeta informed him.

"UGH! YER DICK IS GONNA TEAR ME IN HALF!" Bardock yelled as he transformed as well.

Toma fell to his knees when he saw a golden aura spill over Bardock as his hair and tail turned
gold. "He really is a Super Saiyan."

"Well, it appears it was not entirely a myth." Vegeta smirked.

Raditz turned around to see his carrier transformed and gasped. "Oh, I wouldn't mind getting in
between those two."

"Raditz. My cock." Vegeta tugged on the long hair and Raditz continued servicing him.

"Let me guess, you can transform as well?" Toma asked the Prince.

"Hmph! Of course I can. And so can Kakarot."

Toma looked at the ground, trying to wrap his mind around the fact that everyone here had reached
Super Saiyan except himself.

"Come now, Toma. Enjoy the show." Came the Prince's snide voice.

"R-right." His hand began moving again around his hardened member. He watched as his golden
mate pushed Broly away suddenly and turned around. "Wow. Broly is huge!"

Bardock stuck his butt in the air and waived his tail. "C'mon, big boy. Show me whatcha got!"
Broly immediately mounted him again and started pistoning his hips with a force that could crush
a normal Saiyan's bones. Toma couldn't imagine himself in that same position, but some part of
him envied the amount of pleasure Bardock must be experiencing right now.

Toma tightened the grip on his cock. He could only wish.

Chapter End Notes

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/41635511

 A Good Show
Chapter Notes

Warning! Incestuous desires.

This chapter is a bit.... Choppy. Idk if the flow is good. But I'm posting it anyway XD
Make sure to check out the missing scenes in "Vegeta's Pre-training Technique, the
Missing Scenes" [If you don't mind Saiyan incest].

"Kakarot, it's almost yer turn." Bardock came out of the cave walking funny.

Goku turned to look at his carrier and immediately looked away as soon as he saw Bardock's state
of undress.

"Vegeta is taking care of Broly right now. They're almost done."

"I'll be there in a minute." Goku's tail puffed at the tip.

Bardock noticed, "okay, what is up with ya anyway? Is looking at yer ol' man naked that
irritating?"

"It's just- Not somethin' I'm used to." Goku blushed.

"Okay, tell me when I cross the line."

"Bardock, please." Goku sighed and closed his eyes.

"Humor me."

"Fiiiiiine." Goku frowned and crossed his arms.

"Hmph." Bardock smirked and swiped his tail under Goku's nose.

Goku automatically inhaled. The smell was intoxicating. Bardock swiped his tail again and again,
until Goku started purring.

"Why do ya smell so good?" Goku was genuinely intrigued.

"It's natural for ya to be attracted to my scent, Kakarot. I'm yer carrier and yer center."

"Wha's that mean?"

"It means I'm the leader, the center of our circle. Ya come from me, Kakarot. Saiyans feel a deep
connection to their parents, especially their carriers. It's- Hard to explain, easier if I just show ya."

The Prince moaned loudly when Broly knotted him for behind, "about time, you great big oaf." He
panted.

Broly gave him a toothy grin, baring his fangs, and started purring, lying on top of the Prince,
almost squishing him with his sheer size. Vegeta could only growl and let him be.

"He sure has stamina." Toma commented.

The Prince grumbled, "you have no idea."

"He just doesn't stop." Raditz whined from his seat next to his source.

"Hey, how about you show me your transformation, 'Ditz?" Toma suggested his offspring.

"Ha, alright." Raditz grinned and stood up. "It still takes me a while but I guess practice makes
perfect." The long haired Saiyan started powering up. Lightning sparked from him and struck
random places in the cave. The ground shook slightly. Raditz shouted out as his ki kept rising.

Toma ducked a stray lightning bolt that flashed his way. "Good gods."

With a final shout, Raditz's mane turned gold, along with his tail. The older Saiyan was starstruck.

"Raditz. You look amazing."

Raditz smirked at his source and whipped his long hair. "It's quite fetching, ain't it?"

"That's an understatement." Toma licked his lips.

Vegeta was quick to release the larger Saiyan, and as soon as he was let go, Broly stood up from
the bed and approached Toma. The tanned Saiyan yelped as Broly practically lifted him by his
armor and started sniffing him.

"Uh, Broly? Down boy." Toma tried distancing himself from the latcher to no avail.

Broly started purring, obviously content to have another body in his reach that could give him
pleasure. One hand traveled down and took hold of Toma's under pants, lowering them to his
thighs.

"NG- Broly, no." Toma started struggling against Broly's hold. He was just not ready to bottom for
another Saiyan. Especially not this very endowed one.

Broly, however, could not understand the intricacies of consensual sex at the moment and kept
advancing on the unbreached warrior, licking his face as he hugged Toma's body against his.

"Broly!" Toma warned the other, but the larger Saiyan was mentally not able to pay much attention
to words and warnings.

"Broly, let go of him." Raditz tried to pull Broly away only to be shrugged off easily. Even as a
Super Saiyan, Raditz hadn't the amount of strength to pull the horny Saiyan away from his source.

Toma took a deep breath and started forming a ball of energy in the palm of his hand. He attacked
Broly by firing the ki blast right into his face. It made Broly release him and take a few steps back,
but it was far too weak to cause the powerful Saiyan any damage. Broly merely shook his head and
growled at Toma, if his new target wanted to fight then so be it. He would show this Saiyan who
was the dominant one.

Broly's pupils flashed red, he yelled and charged at Toma, grabbing him by the neck and crashing
him against a wall. He pressed their bodies together and ground his hips against Toma's.

"K-KAKAROOOOOT!"

Toma's shout interrupted Goku and Bardock and they both ran into the cave. Well, Bardock limped
more than ran.

"What is it?" Goku asked. He saw Broly pressing Toma against a wall and grinding against him.

"Oh, thank the gods. Could you get him off me?" Toma's voice shook.

Goku started and ran to the two Saiyans with the intention of separating them. Force would never
work while Broly was in his rut, so he nuzzled Broly's arm instead and began purring to get his
attention. It worked all too well and Broly let go of Toma, turning his attention to this other pliant
and attractive Saiyan. Soon Goku was leading Broly to their nest.

Goku pushed Broly until he was sat on the green pelts, he then started taking his top off. As he was
about to take off his pants, he noticed four pairs of eyes on him.

"EH?!" Goku blushed furiously and covered his chest from prying eyes, "yer not gonna watch me,
are ya?"

"Why not?" Bardock asked, pulling up a chair and straddling it.

"We have all seen you naked, Kakarot, at any given point of your life." Vegeta pointed out, taking
a seat next to Bardock.
"And ya've had sex with half of us." Raditz smirked.

"Broly's waiting for ya, brat." Bardock chimed in. He picked up a small stick that was lying on the
floor and started chewing on it.

Toma was relieved to have his offspring take his place. He pulled up his under armor and stood
behind his naked mate. Raditz powered down and sat on the floor next to the Prince.

All four Saiyans sat or stood there expectantly, waiting for the second youngest of them to begin.
Goku took a deep breath and took off his boots. His belt soon joined them on the cave floor. Broly
hummed and helped Goku out of his pants, sliding them over narrow hips and a pert ass. Goku
toed them off once they were all the way down. It didn't help his embarrassment as a couple of
spectators cat called.

Broly smirked as he gazed upon the naked Saiyan and neared Goku's flaccid cock with his face,
giving it a few licks until it stood at attention. He then put his hands over Goku's butt and guided
him on the bed of furs. Goku was soon under him, his head towards the opposite side of the others.

The large Saiyan nudged Goku's legs apart and settled in between them. Goku's face burned as his
intimate areas were exposed to the public. Broly aligned their groins and poked around with his
erection until he found Goku's mating entrance. He pushed in, making his bed partner moan and the
others cheer. Broly started moving with deep, slow thrusts, Goku could hear some very lewd
comments that made his cheeks darken even more. Broly didn't seem to mind though. All he
seemed to care about was fucking the next willing, and sometimes not so willing, body.

The untamed Saiyan began giving shallow and quick thrusts, Goku tried to hold back his moans
but the way Broly's cock was rubbing against all the right places had Goku spilling out all sorts of
encouraging words soon enough.

Goku's puffy tail wrapped around his lover's, "Broly, yes! Faster." He whispered low enough for
Broly to hear. Not that it would make a difference, Saiyans had excellent hearing after all, and the
cave seemed to amplify any and all sounds. Broly purred and continued to invade his lover's body
at a faster rhythm.

"Feel it, baby brother!" Raditz called out. He turned to Vegeta, "man, wouldn't ya love to get some
of that action?"

Vegeta smirked, "I do get some of that action, whenever I wish it. Kakarot's submissive nature
makes him very agreeable to most things."

"Interesting~" Raditz rubbed his chin.

A drawn out moan interrupted them, Goku was nearing the end. Broly grunted with every thrust,
the tip of his cock pierced through Goku's cervix sporadically, but not deep enough to reach inside
his womb.

"Broly! Deeper!" Goku panted. He was so close. He could feel his lower belly tightening up.

The large Saiyan gave a few more deep thrusts and came inside Goku's womb, filling it with seed.
Goku shouted as he climaxed and his cervix clamped down on the tip of his lover's shaft, tying
them together.

The others cheered the pair, satisfied with the show.

"Kakarot, ya were beautiful." Bardock called out.

Vegeta nodded his agreement. He was, however, starting to have mixed feelings about the whole
situation. He wanted to be the one to have Goku stuck on his cock. He could challenge Broly, but
as much as it hurt his pride, he knew the larger Saiyan would surely win without any problem.

"He always is." Vegeta found himself thinking out loud.

Raditz stared at the Prince. A pang of hurt went through his chest. True, he was now a Super
Saiyan, but he still doubted he was good enough for the Prince. Kakarot could give Vegeta a good
challenge, something Saiyans craved from their mates. Raditz' skills were still laughable.

He sighed through his nose and closed his eyes.

"What is eating you this time, Raditz?" Vegeta asked.

Raditz paused, choosing his words wisely, "Kakarot is very lucky to have ya."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "You can have me as well. All you need to do is get over yourself and
accept the fact that I desire you."

"How can ya desire this?" Raditz pointed to himself, "I'm weak."

"You are many things, Raditz. And I am attracted to most of them."

"Most of them." Raditz chuckled humorlessly.

Vegeta frowned and grabbed Raditz by the hair, bringing their faces together and crushing their
lips against one another. "Come with me." Vegeta stood, still naked from his last round with Broly,
and walked out of the cave, his tail waved gently behind him.

Raditz followed.
 An Unexpected Confrontation
Chapter Notes

No smut for this chapter [for a change XD]

And queue the drama!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Vegeta grabbed his tattered spandex and boots and put them on before exiting the cave. Raditz
followed the Prince outside, not bothering to throw on his own under armor. The Prince was quiet
for a long while before he spoke up.

"How long have we know each other, Raditz?"

"Aww, Vegeta, ya know I ain't any good with numbers..." Raditz crossed his arms and placed a
finger on his chin, "about five orbits?"

"Three and a half. And during that time, when have I ever expressed hatred towards your low
power level," Vegeta turned around to face his one time lover, "or your rank?"

Raditz remained quiet. His mind traveled through all the memories that he could remember at the
moment. "One time."

"I was angry and hurt that one time. Because you were abandoning me." Vegeta scowled.

"Ya didn't want to listen to reason."

Vegeta closed his eyes and opened them, "granted. I was jealous that your focus was only on your
younger brother. I have always been- The jealous type. I wanted all or nothing." Vegeta took a deep
breath, "I- I was wrong." He gritted out.

Raditz was stunned. Vegeta. Admitting he was wrong.

"I felt like you were constantly slipping through my fingers. Every time I believed I finally had
you, you would run." Vegeta gazed into the long haired Saiyan's eyes. "Stop. Running."

"Vegeta, I-"

The Prince lifted a hand, "I WANT you. I have always wanted you, Raditz, heir of Bardock. I crave
you." Vegeta stalked slowly towards his ex lover, a burning desire flashed across his eyes.

Raditz subconsciously gave a step back.

"You STILL run from me." Vegeta growled. "Is it because you are scared?!"

"I am." Raditz spoke barely above a whisper. Vegeta quirked an eyebrow. "I'm scared." Raditz
confessed louder.

"What could possibly scare a Super Saiyan?" The Prince smirked.

Raditz blinked. He still wasn't used to the fact that he could now ascend. "You. I'm scared that ya'll
regret yer decision. A breeding mate is a mate for life, Vegeta. What if ya get tired of me?"

"The only thing I am getting tired of is your inferiority complex."

Raditz lowered his gaze.

"Raditz! You are so desirable! And now you are even stronger. You do not have to be as strong as
I. You are allowed weakness. Unlike me." Vegeta lowered his eyes.

"Prince?" Raditz tilted his head.

"You are my weakness." Vegeta murmured. "I wish to make you even stronger, Raditz. I wish to
bond with you."
"W-wha?"

Bonded mates were different than breeding mates. They shared everything, including emotions and
energy. Their ki was added and then multiplied. It was a rare occurrence as most Saiyans were too
self centered and private to share intimate feelings with others. Bonded Saiyans could feel when
their mate was in trouble, or sad, or hungry. It was not unlike telepathy. It was the ultimate proof of
love.

"Bonded... ARE YA INSANE?!" Raditz's tail puffed out to twice its size and stood tall.

"Perhaps." The Prince huffed.

"Ya do realize what that implies- Besides, that only happens with extremely compatible Saiyans!"

"Hence, why I desire to become your breeding mate first. And then we can work on bonding."

"Vegeta..." Raditz turned around and grabbed his head, pulling on his hair. He paced for a few
moments and turned to look at his Prince. "The influx of yer ki might destroy me!"

"And that is why I wish to make you stronger. We shall become breeding mates, and once you are
strong enough to withstand my ki, we shall bond." Vegeta flexed his arm and made a fist.

"Do I get a say in yer plans?" Raditz pinched the bridge of his nose and smiled joylessly.

"No." Vegeta moved Raditz's hand out of the way and stood on his tiptoes, trying to reach the
taller Saiyan's mouth.

Raditz stared at Vegeta before chuckling, "ya really are short." He bent down and kissed the Prince
before he could retort.

When they parted, both Saiyan's breathing was heavier.

"Become my breeding mate, Raditz."

The taller Saiyan sighed and gave a short nod.

Both warriors were about to kiss again when they heard a gasp coming from just outside the cave.
They turned to see who it was.

Goku stood there, with unshed tears, a look of utter betrayal etched on his face.

"K-Kakarot?" Vegeta's eyes opened wide.

Goku puffed out his chest and swallowed. "So that's why ya didn't want t' become my mate. All
this time I was only a shadow that reminded ya of my brother. A small consolation prize." Goku
directed his gaze to the older Saiyan.

Raditz was at a loss for words.

"Kakarot. Raditz and I have a past. You cannot blame me-"

"No. Vegeta. I can't. No one ever can." With that Goku took off, disappearing into the distance.

"Shit!" Vegeta cursed and let go of his future mate.

"I better go after him." Raditz said, preparing to take off.

"Stay. It is I who needs to- Talk with him." Vegeta stilled Raditz.

"Fine. But I need to talk with him later."

Vegeta nodded and took off after Goku.

It was a while before Vegeta sensed Goku's ki had stopped moving. His heart started racing the
closer he got to his sparring partner.

Vegeta finally reached Goku and touched down on the ground behind him. Goku sat with one leg
propped up against his chest, overlooking the dull geography of the dwarf planet.

"Ya know what I hate most about this place?" Vegeta waited for Goku to respond his own
question. "There's nothing ya can pick up and throw." Goku finished.

The Prince shuffled his boots, unsure on how to start.

"Ya can start by apologizin'." The younger Saiyan seemed to read his mind.

Vegeta harrumphed, "I am not about to apologize for my feelings, Kakarot."

"I ain't talkin' about that. I'm talkin' about how ya treat me. As if I'm second best."

Vegeta wanted to say Goku WAS second best but held his tongue. The Earth raised Saiyan would
surely take it the wrong way.

"Kakarot, your brother and I have been together way before you came into my life. You cannot
expect me to just erase all my feelings for him!"

"I dun expect ya t' do anythin', Vegeta!" Goku stood up and towered over the shorter warrior. "I
just- I wish ya would see me as a worthy mate." He ended up whispering that last part.

"Is this what it is? JEALOUSY? You cannot be serious."

"Is it that far fetched?! Ya were jealous too when ya saw me with Broly!"

Vegeta bristled at the memory, "that is different!"

"HOW?!"

"I AM ROYALTY. I GET TO CHOOSE WHO MY LOVERS FUCK!"

Goku growled, "yer wrong, Vegeta. Ya dun get t' choose. Ya can't OWN anyone-"

"Perhaps that is how it works on Earth, but on Vegetasei, I have EVERY right-"

"WELL WE AIN'T ON VEGETASEI NOW, ARE WE?!"

Vegeta was dumbstruck, "you pretend to take my culture away from me? You expect me to
CHANGE?! EVEN MORE THAN I ALREADY HAVE?! Just to accommodate you, a low ranked
warrior-"

"A LOW RANKED WARRIOR THAT IS STRONGER THAN THE PRINCE OF A DEAD
RACE?!"

Vegeta's ki flared dangerously. He was close to ascending. "I shall not let you take away what
makes me a Saiyan, Kakarot." Vegeta growled.

"What does that even mean, t' be a Saiyan?!"

"YOU SHALL NEVER UNDERSTAND!" Vegeta roared and transformed to Super Saiyan.

Goku growled again and transformed as well, his power going even higher than Vegeta's.

Vegeta took that as a final insult and charged. His fist connected with Goku's forearm, Goku threw
a fist of his own and the battle began.

The Saiyan warriors fought out their pent up emotions, fists, kicks, and even some underhanded
moves took place. Goku always going one step further than the Prince of all Saiyans.

Vegeta let out a scream of pure rage and aimed an uppercut to Goku's jaw. He made contact,
Goku's head snapped back and blood dribbled from his lip. The Prince powered up to Super Saiyan
God Blue and continued attacking his supposed friend.

Goku followed Vegeta's transformation and soon his hair, eyes, and tail bled into an electric light
 blue tone.

They fought. Oh, how they fought. Each of them poured their high strung emotions into every
attack, it felt like their first fight all those years ago. Their heartbreak and broken pride spilled into
their every move. The stale terrain was soon littered with debris. Hills disappeared as the Saiyans
crashed into them. Rocks flew every which way as they collided with the floor. Blood spilled and
bruises formed, marring their smooth skin.

The fight ended when Goku delivered a punishing blow to the Prince's face. Vegeta was sent
crashing through several mountains, he lost grip on his God transformation and really felt the
friction against the rocks. He landed in a crater on the ground, he tried to get up but his tired limbs
failed him.

Goku touched down close to the fallen Prince and sneered at him. "Ya know who else will never
understand? Broly." He wiped a trail of blood from his split lip. "He would never treat me the way
ya do... And he has a bigger dick!"

Vegeta's eyes opened wide, a vein popped up on his forehead. "Raditz has a bigger dick than you!"
He growled.

Goku stared daggers into his comrade, "you are insufferable, Vegeta!"

"Do you even know what that word means, moron?!"

Then the young Saiyan did something the Prince would never have imagined the happy go lucky
Saiyan would do; Goku pulled out his middle finger and enunciated a very stark 'fuck you', and
flew off.

Vegeta let out a breath he had been holding and let his head fall back to the rubble. He closed his
eyes and sighed. "That did not go as planned."

Chapter End Notes

Five orbits are around 35 Earth years. Three and a half are like 25 years or so.
Every full orbit [around both suns] on Vegetasei lasts [lasted] about 7 Earth years ^^
Yes, Vegeta has know Raditz for a looong time, from a human's point of view. Saiyans
live much longer than us so it's not that much for them.
 Goku's Plan
Chapter Notes

Thank you Ishizu and sweetcherryjewel for helping me out with this chapter! I love
you all <3

Goku returned to the cave, the smell of sex was heavy in the air. Lemo and Cheelai would not
appreciate that. Especially not Cheelai. Goku had seen how she would look at Broly, and Goku
wasn't that oblivious. He recognized her dreamy gaze whenever Broly did something 'cute'.

"Kakarot!" Broly greeted the Saiyan cheerfully. He tried getting up but ended up pulling on
Bardock's cervix.

"Ow, easy!" Bardock winced at the tug. "About time ya showed up." He called from under Broly's
bulky body.

"Yeah. I was just..."

"Good gods. You're all banged up!" Toma got up from his seat and approached the young Saiyan,
concern written all over his face.

Raditz could only avert his eyes and keep his mouth shut. He had a good idea what must've
happened between his brother and Vegeta.

"It's fine." Goku waved Toma off. "Good t' see Broly's back with us."

"Yeah, I had to cover for Vegeta. Is he looking worse than you?" Bardock couldn't stop from
asking. It was pretty obvious Goku didn't just slip down the stairs.

Goku frowned and ignored the question. He walked over to the big water container and grabbed a
cup full to start washing the blood and grime off his face.
"Does anyone else feel like they can cut the tension with a knife?" Bardock raised an eyebrow.
"Brat? Do ya know anything about this?" He asked Raditz.

The long haired Saiyan merely shrugged, but the tail tucking in between his legs was all the answer
Bardock needed.

Bardock groaned and rolled his eyes, letting his head fall back on the furs, face first.

"Do you feel like talking about it?" Toma offered.

Goku only shook his head. "It's somethin' I gotta figure out for myself first." He grabbed another
cup and washed the dirt off his arms.

"Well, whenever you're ready we're here for you." Toma smiled and let Goku finish cleaning
himself up.

Broly groaned as his shaft was released and got off the bed, making a beeline towards Goku, cock
still dripping with his seed and Bardock's slick. His tail tipped to the left as he stood in front of
Goku, he was unsure about the smaller Saiyan's smell. He smelt like pain and regret.

"Hey, big guy." Goku gave Broly a tired smile. "Mind if I just lie down for a bit?"

Broly stared at Goku for a moment and then a cheerful smile spread across his face. He grabbed
Goku's hands and led him to the nest. He then pushed Goku down on the furs and curled up next to
him, throwing a muscular arm around Goku's waist and hugging him close. Broly began a deep
rumbling purr to help calm Goku down.

Goku was touched by the gesture and sighed. He turned his face towards Broly's and closed his
eyes. Sleep soon overtook both exhausted Saiyans.

Bardock, having put on his gear in the meanwhile, signalled at Raditz and Toma to exit the cave.
He carefully got up from the green furs and all three Saiyans let the sleeping couple be.

Once outside, Bardock rounded on Raditz and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, making
Raditz yelp. "What. Did. Ya. Do."

"N-nothing! Vegeta... He asked me to be his chosen. A-and Kakarot overheard. He took off and
Vegeta went after him!"
"Did Kakarot just take off or did he say something?" Bardock tightened his hold on Raditz.

"Ahaaaaaah-I don't know?! Something about being my shadow and some second place prize."

Understanding dawned on Bardock. Gine had gone through a similar situation when Bardock asked
him to become his breeding mate, after Bardock was mated with Toma. Gine had even apologized
for being worse than a consolation trophy and not what Bardock really needed. A long night of
explaining and convincing followed, and finally Gine had accepted to become Bardock's second
mate, but definitely not the second best. Bardock loved both his mates to death.

The apple didn't fall far from the tree it would seem.

Bardock let go of Raditz, the long haired Saiyan shook his head and massaged the base of his skull.

"Toma. Can ya handle Kakarot for me when he wakes up?" Bardock asked his mate.

"Sure thing. Where are you going?" Toma asked as Bardock re-entered the cave to grab one of the
scouters Lemo had left for them to keep in touch.

Bardock turned and gave one of his evilest smirks, "I have a bone to pick with a certain Prince." He
placed the scouter on his face and took off.

Finding the Prince would be easier than getting him to open up about his emotions. Bardock had to
tread carefully, otherwise Vegeta would close up like a clam and that would be the end of it.

He soon found the Prince standing by the edge of a lake of acid and staring off into the distance.

"Tell me one thing, Prince." Bardock asked as soon as his boots touched the ground. "What are yer
intentions towards my youngest brat?"

Vegeta closed his eyes and let out a long breath. "I am not a latcher."

Bardock was taken aback, "come again?"

The Prince turned to face the older Saiyan, "I cannot provide for him." His eyes shown in the dim
light.

The pained expression on Vegeta's face spoke louder than his words. "Vegeta. Yer putting too
much effort into being something yer not, at least not without proper training and some electro-
hormone therapy... Do ya honestly think Kakarot is callous enough to measure yer worth by what
yer dick can or can't do?"

"He enjoys Broly. So much!" Vegeta's voice broke. If it were any other Saiyan besides Bardock,
Vegeta wouldn't hesitate in sending them to Hell. But he had a history with Bardock, intimate, and
involved. One could say Bardock was the only Saiyan Vegeta confided in since his childhood.
Bardock would always be around the castle either cavorting with the King, or teaching Vegeta
about science and life and other fun things. He had been one of Vegeta's mentors, his favorite, and
the Prince had come to look up to him. Bardock was also the only Saiyan that knew Vegeta had
suppressed his urges to become a latcher for Raditz.

Vegeta lowered his head and squeezed his eyes shut. "He is such a clown. I hate him!"

"Do ya really now? Something tells me that yer head over heels for him. For both my brats, any
other time I would be laughing my ass off. Ya just hate the fact that yer not powerful enough to
protect both of them. Yer letting yer instincts cloud yer better judgement, Vegeta. Ya don't need to
protect him. Kakarot can take care of himself."

"But as his prince, it is my responsibility to be stronger than he is!"

"That was on Vegetasei. Ya gotta work with what ya got here in the now."

Vegeta stared hopelessly at his former mentor, "I do not know how. I have already sacrificed so
much for him. For both of them. I do not know what else I can do to please them."

"Maybe it's time for them to please you, Prince." Bardock crossed his arms and smiled at the
younger Saiyan. "Maybe it's time for ya to LET them please ya. In their own way. Kakarot comes
from a different culture. I already was able to chip off a piece of his humanity, but these things take
time."

"I have waited so long for them. And when I finally have one, the other slips away."

"I know how Raditz feels about ya, but have ya ever asked Kakarot how he feels about ya?"
Vegeta stared wide eyed at Bardock for a while. "I- Do not know. He is always so eager to be
around me, to gain my favor. I had always assumed he desired me... But nothing more."

"Oh, boy." Bardock pinched the bridge of his nose. "Look," the scarred Saiyan looked up, "let
Kakarot cool down some before ya start talking to him. He was pretty tense when he came to the
cave. Let him seek ya out."

"He is a submissive Saiyan. He will never seek me out!"

"I know, I could tell by his scent alone. But sometimes we do things that go against our own nature
if only to chase what we desire." Bardock winked at Vegeta.

Vegeta gave a sarcastic snort.

"I think I'm done chewing on yer neck. For now. Oh! And Prince?"

"What is it?" Vegeta sighed.

"Don't be afraid to show a bit of your emotions to Kakarot. He strikes me as the kind of guy who
appreciates such things."

Vegeta huffed, "we shall see."

Bardock left the Prince and returned to the shelter. The talk with Vegeta had gone way better than
expected. Vegeta truly felt strongly about Raditz and Kakarot. Now to get his younger brat to open
up and be more receptive about the Prince's feelings. He was sure Toma must've tried talking to
Kakarot by now...

"Wakey, wakey, sleepy nut." Toma cooed at Goku as the young Saiyan opened his eyes and
blinked several times.
"Have ya been sittin' here all this time waitin' for me t' wake up?" His drowsy voice brought a
smile to Toma's lips.

"Not really. Okay, maybe a little bit." Toma scratched his head.

Goku looked around noticing they were three Saiyans short. "Where is everyone?"

"Bardock went to chew Vegeta's head off, and Raditz is outside somewhere sulking."

Goku turned around to see Broly was still fast asleep. The large Saiyan looked so peaceful while he
slumbered. Goku stared at him for too long, his mind was going a mile a minute.

"Ahem." Toma's fake cough caught his attention. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. Not a hundred percent, but I'll manage." Goku stretched his limbs and yawned.

"What happened out there, Kakarot?"

Goku frowned, "Vegeta being so... Vegeta." Toma let the other continue. "He- He wants me t'
accept things that I just- Can't!"

"Is it the blood relation thing?"

"No, not really. I realize that's the least of my problems," Goku laughed bitterly. "It's about
accepting that Vegeta can get away with anything cuz 'he's a prince'." Goku finished that sentence
in a mocking tone.

"Well... He IS a Prince. He's used to getting his way, and he has every right to."

"See, that's the part I dun agree with. Being a Prince don't mean he can be an asshole." Goku
grimaced.
"It completely means he can be an asshole." Toma laughed. "Trust me, Vegeta isn't the worst royal
we've had. The Prince has changed a lot, and I'm guessing that's thanks to you, Kakarot."

Broly stirred in his sleep. Goku turned to look at him. "Broly would be a much better mate than
Vegeta anyway." He sighed.

Toma hummed, "be careful, Kakarot. Becoming breeding mates is not something to take lightly."
He raised a finger to emphasize his point. "Once the bite mark is made, you're stuck for life."

Goku looked at Toma's bite mark, "how could ya be okay in a three person relationship?"

"Oh, well- It wasn't as easy as it seems. I wanted Bardock all to myself," Toma laughed and
grabbed the back of his head. "When Bardock said he wanted to mate with Gine, I couldn't help but
feel a little jealous. But Saiyans are pack oriented. We feel better in larger groups. It feels right."

"How did ya meet Bardock?" Goku was curious to learn more about his family.

"It was all thanks to a Saiyan named Turles. He told me that Bardock was going to be at a party the
King threw and that I should go meet with him." Toma thought for a while. "hey, speaking of, I
never did see Turles in Otherworld. He must still be out there."

Goku hissed, "I made sure t' get rid of him."

"Oh? What happened?"

Goku explained in great length about the Tree of Might Turles planted on Earth and how it had
consumed almost everything. He left out the more... Personal parts that happened.

"Hmmm, I can see how that might have ticked you off. But Turles isn't all that bad. At least, not to
me. Sure he's a bit... Eccentric, but you find those kinds sometimes." Toma smiled. "Turles had his
own agenda. And a lot of Saiyans didn't understand that. He had a problem against our royals as
well. It clashed with Raditz's undying loyalty to the King and Prince. Otherwise they could've been
good friends, even mates."
"Mates?"

"Oh, yeah. Turles had a little crush on Raditz. But at the time Raditz only had eyes for the Prince.
That didn't stop them from fooling around though. Even if it rubbed the Prince the wrong way."

A light bulb turned on in Goku's head, a plan so rotten that Vegeta could finally see that Goku
could be as underhanded and crafty as any other Saiyan.
 Message Sent
Chapter Notes

Thank you Garu0212 for giving me ideas :D

"We should contact him." Goku said after going through his plan several times in his head.

"Oh?" Toma tilted his head.

"Yes! This way I can prove t' Vegeta that I dun need t' worship royalty t' be a true Saiyan! Besides,
we can use an extra pair of hands t' handle Broly if his rut ain't over yet."

"Well, I agree on that last part, I'm not sure I'm ready to help you guys out and let Broly claim me."
Toma sighed.

Goku smiled and got up from the comfortable nest. He entered Lemo and Cheelai's house and
looked for a spare scouter they had as backup in case anything happened to the other scouters.

Toma followed Goku and peeked through the door, never having entered a 'human' house.

"Do ya know the coordinates of this planet?" Goku asked.

"Cheelai said she wrote them down somewhere." The older Saiyan looked around, "here they are."
Toma found the note on a pegboard and helped Goku type them in the scouter. Toma searched for
an adequate frequency to send them through. Hopefully, Turles had a scouter that would receive
the message.

"I sent him the message. If he's still out there, he'll get it." The message was simple and to the
point; Help needed. Reward. "Now we wait. I hope you know what you're doing, Kakarot. Turles is
known to be a trouble maker."

"I'm sure I can handle him if things get outta hand."

Toma smiled, "you are really your carrier's offspring."

The Saiyans exited the small capsule home and decided it was as good a time as any to start dinner.

As soon as the smell of food hit Broly's nose, the Saiyan woke up and put his clothes on to join
Goku and Toma at the low table.

The smell had reached Raditz too and he returned inside the cave, trying his best to stay out of
Goku's way.

The dinner was quiet, there was not much to be said.

"So, Broly. How are you feeling?" Toma asked. The silence was getting to be unbearable.

"I'm feeling well, thank you." Broly replied before stuffing his mouth with more food.

"At least one of us is." Bardock's voice came from the cave entrance. "Starting the meal without
me, eh?" He smirked. He made his way inside and sat on the floor at the table next to his mate.

Toma waited to see if the Prince would show up. "Vegeta isn't coming?"

"I gave him a few things to think about. He'll get here when he's ready." Bardock answered with
his mouth full.

Broly observed the others, learning their mannerisms, their way of speaking, their interactions. It
was when he noticed similar markings on Bardock and Toma's collars that his curiosity got the best
of him. "What are those marks you have on your necks?"

"Hm?" Bardock swallowed a mouthful of food. "Oh, these. They're our mating bites. They mean
Toma and I are breeding mates and we can reproduce."

Toma unconsciously touched his mark and couldn't keep his lips from curving upwards.
Broly was interested in learning about breeding mates. "How do they work?"

"Ya mean the process?" Bardock lifted his eyebrow and looked up. "Well, first ya choose someone
who ya have a strong connection with. Then ya need to ask if they want to become yers forever, ya
know, live together and start a circle. If they say yes, then ya follow a few steps that help make the
connection stronger."

Broly scooted closer, intent on learning what the older Saiyan had to teach. "What means to start a
circle?"

"It means you are allowed to have cubs of your own." Toma replied, blowing a kiss to Bardock.

Bardock blushed and cleared his throat, "the first step establishes who is the dominant partner and
who is the submissive partner. Usually, the submissive will always want to be chased. He starts
running first and the dominant Saiyan chases after him. Once ya catch him, ya fight! This
establishes who will become the pack leader. It can be either one of the Saiyans regardless of
whether they are submissive or dominant.

"The winner then shows he is fit to provide for his future circle and hunts down an animal for his
future mate. The bigger the animal, the better! Both Saiyans eat together and wait for the moon to
rise. A full moon is optimal. By this time, the submissive Saiyan will get a temporary heat wave. I
don't know how it happens, some say it's a favor from the Goddess. It's her blessing to the couple.
Then ya have sex, and each Saiyan bites the other, creating an energetic connection with their ki's.
It's not as strong as bonding, but it's there.

"And ya can repeat this process with any amount of Saiyans. It doesn't have to be just one. As long
as ya can provide, ya can have as many mates as ya want."

"I want to have just one." Broly confessed. "I'll be happy with just one." He then looked at Goku
and smiled.

Goku choked on his drink, water shot out through his nose.

"How do you make cubs?" Broly asked suddenly.

The others face-faulted.

"What we've all been doing for the last thousand days! By having sex!" Bardock recovered and
explained to the naive Saiyan.

"You make cubs by having sex?" Broly's eyes widened.

"Ya need t' be in heat first, right 'Dock?" Goku scratched his ear.

"The bottom Saiyan needs to be in heat and the top one needs to be a latcher." Bardock corrected.

"A heat is similar to what you've been going through, Broly. Only you have a rut, because you're a
latcher. Lockers get heats." Toma explained.

Broly drew his eyebrows together. Some things still confused him, but he'd had enough information
for a day.

"Why don't ya tell us about yerself, kid. I know Paragus was yer source. How about yer carrier?
What was his name?"

Broly lowered his head, "I don't know. I only had one parent. Isn't that normal?"

"It's not." Bardock answered in a sad tone. Broly was even worse off than Goku was. From what he
remembered from one of their many conversations in between romps, Goku had been raised by a
kind old human and he was taught properly. Paragus must've only bothered to train Broly to make
him stronger and not bothered with teaching him anything else. "Saiyans have two or more
parents."

Broly lowered his head more. He felt inadequate. Abnormal. A freak, something his father had
called him one too many times.

"Hey." Goku reached for Broly's hand across the table, "not all of us are lucky t' have had parents
while growing up."

Broly raised his head and stared a Goku. He then got up, taking hold of the hand holding his, and
directed Goku to the bed of furs.
"Wha- What are ya up to, Broly?" Goku asked, almost tripping over his own boots.

He was sat on the bed and Broly towered above him. The large Saiyan started taking his clothes
off.

"EH?! Why are ya doin' this so suddenly?"

"I want to connect with you." Broly finished undressing and began taking Goku's clothes off as
well.

"We do plenty of that while ya get yer rut wave-"

"This is different. I want to please you, Kakarot. You've been pleasing me all this time, I want to
return the favor."

Goku melted, "i-it was never a favor." He lifted his legs to help Broly take his boots and pants off.
"We wanted t' help."

Broly gently pushed Goku onto the soft furs and lay next to him. He brought their mouths together
in a tender kiss. Broly's hand traveled up and down Goku's torso, feeling every dip and curve of his
muscles. Their tails waved lazily in the air, playing tag with each other as the Saiyans got lost in
the kiss.

When they parted, Goku was straining from arousal and panting.

"Broly~"

The large Saiyan smiled and got up on all fours. He placed kisses here and there over Goku's
heated skin, reaching lower and lower. Once he was hovering over Goku's cock, he gave it a small
lick, testing his taste. Once he decided he liked it, he sunk his mouth down on it, making Goku
moan loudly.

Broly was sloppy and inexperienced, but Goku appreciated the effort. He combed his hand through
Broly's untamed hair, he held his head, helping Broly get into a better rhythm.

Just then, Vegeta entered the cave and made his way to the table. He stopped when he spotted the
two Saiyans in the nest. Goku sensed him coming and looked towards the Prince. Their eyes met
for a few seconds and Vegeta turned away, sitting down to eat whatever was left over. Goku
frowned, he was so mad at Vegeta.

The young Saiyan prompted Broly to go lower by putting pressure on his head with his hands.
Broly came up and raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Go lower," Goku pleaded.

Broly took a while to understand what his lover wanted. When he did he gasped and buried his face
in Goku's breeder, inhaling his scent and tasting him.

"Mmmmm~!" Goku moaned a little too loudly.

Vegeta choked on a piece of bread.

"Do ya want to go outside, Prince?" Raditz offered.

Vegeta recovered and swallowed the offending bite, "I am hungry." He continued eating, trying to
ignore all the sounds spilling from his sparring partner's mouth.

Goku wrapped his legs around Broly's head and started thrusting against his tongue, encouraging
Broly to stick it in deeper. The angle wasn't helping them, however. Goku sat up and turned
around, getting down on all fours and sticking his ass in the air, his tail stood straight up, exposing
his groin for Broly.

The large Saiyan dove in again, this time he was able to reach inside better with his tongue. Goku
groaned at the feeling.

Vegeta stopped eating all together and stared at the two Saiyans. His eye twitched when Goku's
hips began gyrating and rubbing against Broly's face.

"Oh, boy." Bardock rubbed a hand on his face. "Just ignore them, Vegeta."

The Prince shook his head and attacked a piece of meat, eating faster to get out of the cave as
quickly as possible. With the way things were it seemed like Goku was purposely being more
vocal just to get on the Prince's nerves. Vegeta was not going to take that bait. He was above such
things.
He continued stuffing his mouth.

"Broly! I need ya inside." Goku panted.

Broly came up and licked his lips. He aligned his shaft with Goku's breeder and pushed. Goku
moaned loudly again.

The drumstick that was in Vegeta's hands snapped in half. A vein popped on his forehead.

"Vegeta, we can always continue eating outside?" Toma offered.

"I will not let that fool get to me." The smaller Saiyan growled.

The three Saiyans continued watching as Vegeta went from angry, to blushing, to angry again in a
not so short period of time.

"Harder!" Goku called out.

Vegeta finally had enough and slammed his fists on the table, splitting the wood in some parts. He
stood up and left the cave. Raditz got up as well and followed.
 A Change of Heart

The Prince stood on the mountain top that housed their cave and glared at the horizon. Raditz
touched down next to him and thought twice about opening his mouth. Vegeta's expression was
scary enough to deter anyone from starting a conversation.

"How DARE he!" Vegeta's ki flared. "He dared bait me by being so- Godsdamned sexy!"

"I doubt he was doing it on purpose. Having sex with Broly is just that enjoyable." The long haired
warrior shrugged.

Vegeta glowered at his future mate, "I know." He growled.

Raditz sighed and neared the upset Prince. He swiped his tail under Vegeta's nose to try and calm
him down.

Vegeta inhaled the sweet musk, "you are very bold to be so forward with me, Raditz," and could
not keep a smile from stretching his lips.

Raditz retracted his tail. The two Saiyans stood in silence for a while, contemplating the horizon.

"The moon is out tonight." Raditz said offhandedly. "Didn't Kakarot destroy it?"

"This planet has two moons. He destroyed one of them." Vegeta informed his lover. "Once it is full
I shall take you as my breeding mate."

"What about Kakarot?"

"Hmph! What about him?" The Prince crossed his arms.

"Vegeta. I know ya care for him. Yer not good at hiding it."
The short Saiyan sighed, "I do not wish to talk about him."

"Yer gonna have to eventually. The sooner the better." Raditz's eyebrows tightened.

"Eventually, but not now." Vegeta turned to face his future breeding mate. "Kiss me, fool."

Raditz beamed and bent down to capture Vegeta's lips. His hands came up and grabbed the Prince's
shoulders, drawing circles on them with his thumbs.

Vegeta let the other Saiyan take charge of the kiss, he opened his mouth to allow a probing tongue
inside.

Raditz moaned as their tongues touched and played with each other, he wrapped his arms around
his smaller partner's torso and picked him up suddenly.

"Kg- RADITZ! What are you doing?!" Vegeta squirmed in the hold.

Raditz only chuckled, "I've always wanted to pick ya up. Yer so tiny!"

"Do not dare be so casual with me!" Vegeta blushed furiously.

Raditz shut him up with another kiss. "Hey, how about relieving some tension?" He wiggled his
eyebrows.

"P-PUT ME DOWN, MORON!" Vegeta's voice went up a few octaves.

The taller Saiyan put the squirming Prince down and dodged a punch to the face as soon as Vegeta
was released. He tackled Vegeta to the rocky floor and began grappling with him. The Prince could
obviously overpower the weaker Saiyan but he played along and let his renegade of a lover pin him
to the ground.

Raditz's tail waved wildly as he held Vegeta's arms above his head. He held Vegeta's gaze for a
moment before leaning down and kissing the Prince. When they parted, Vegeta's eyes were lidded
and his face flushed.

"Yer beautiful, Vegeta."

"Keep your praise to yourself, Raditz."

The other Saiyan laughed and nuzzled the royal's cheek, purring. His hips thrusted against Vegeta's
and both Saiyans inhaled sharply.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Undress me." Vegeta commanded in a soft tone.

"As you wish, my Liege." Raditz held Vegeta's wrists in one hand and lowered Vegeta's leggings
with the other. He placed kisses along the younger Saiyan's neck, making Vegeta gasp.

The Prince toed off his boots and lifted his hips, Raditz finished getting rid of the blue spandex
and brought a hand to Vegeta's rapidly forming erection.

"Yer perfect, Vegeta."

The Prince glared daggers at his lover and blushed.

"I could stare at ya all day."

"I forbid it. Now get on with it."

Raditz clicked his tongue, "ya sure have a problem with compliments."

"Compliments are unnecessary. You already have me panting for you."

"Would it kill ya to be just a liiiittle bit sentimental?"

Vegeta's cheeks darkened and he looked away. "I am not a sentimental Saiyan."
"That's for sure."

Vegeta chanced a glance at Raditz, trying to read his emotions. "I- Like how your eyes shine under
the moonlight..."

Raditz bit his cheek, trying not to laugh.

Vegeta growled, "WHAT?!"

Raditz fell over laughing, grabbing his sides. This was so out of character for the Prince, and so
cheesy.

"And this is why I do not do sentiment!" Vegeta got up and tackled the other warrior. He got rid of
Raditz's under armor and straddled his hips, guiding his cock inside his breeder.

That shut Raditz up immediately and he groaned. "Vegeta!"

The Prince sank down all the way, his tail puffed out and swayed in the air.

"Ohhh, ya feel so good around my cock!"

Vegeta licked his lips and started undulating his hips, rubbing their genitals together. Raditz closed
his eyes and let his head fall to the ground, his mouth hung open. The Prince raised himself and
started bouncing on Raditz's cock, making the larger Saiyan moan in pleasure.

"Vegeta~ That's it, work my dick." Raditz grinned and licked his lips. The Prince continued
moving and grinding their bodies against one another for a long while.

"Fuck me into the ground, Raditz." Vegeta got up from straddling Raditz and lay on the floor.

Raditz obediently got up on his knees and did as told. After re-entering Vegeta and grabbing a hold
of the Prince's narrow waste, he pistoned his hips hard against Vegeta's.
They moaned together, enjoying the friction of their copulation. Raditz sighed and placed his lips
against Vegeta's forehead. The Prince wrapped his arms around the bulkier Saiyan and held him
close.

They stayed like that for some time until both were close to finishing.

"Power up."

"Huh?" Raditz panted, sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Go Super Saiyan inside me."

Raditz stopped thrusting, "y-ya sure?!"

"I can take a bit of punishment, Raditz." Vegeta scowled.

Raditz focused his ki and began powering up. His muscles got bigger and his skin got hotter. His
hair flickered from black to gold, and his pupils lost their deep onyx.

With a shout, Raditz transformed and Vegeta shouted in ecstacy. Raditz sat up and took his lover
with him, Vegeta now straddled his lap. The long haired Saiyan held the Prince with his muscular
arms and started thrusting with abandon.

"AHAAAAAAH!" Vegeta cried out.

"I'm gonna knot ya up real good. Ya'll be feeling it for days!" Raditz growled.

Vegeta's eyes shone and he grinned like a maniac. "Do it."

Raditz shouted as his dick throbbed and semen started pouring from its tip. One more powerful
thrust had his shaft piercing into Vegeta's womb. Vegeta screamed as he clamped down on his
lover's cock, making the head begin to swell, and came. Hard.

"Raditz~" Vegeta brought his hands to the other warrior's face and touched it lovingly.
Both Saiyans had labored breathing and their bodies thrummed with energy.

"I love having you inside me." This was the first time Raditz knotted Vegeta. In all their past trysts,
Raditz had refused to knot Vegeta, they would only have anal sex, or Raditz would pull out before
he could get stuck, something that left Vegeta very frustrated, but Raditz had his reasons.

"I love being inside ya. Finally." Raditz gave Vegeta a toothy grin.

"Is it because you accepted to become my breeding mate?"

"Yes." Raditz gave a thoughtful expression. "I don't need to worry about accidentally biting ya in
the throes of passion."

"Hmph." Vegeta smiled and let himself relax against his lover.

His mind started wandering to their previous conversation. Raditz was right about one thing, the
sooner he could fix this mess with Goku, the better for everyone.

Vegeta would have to swallow his pride again.

Back in the cave, Goku was enjoying Broly purring and nuzzling the back of his neck while he was
being pumped full of seed, fluids leaked out and fell on the furs. They would have to be washed as
soon as Broly's rut was over. But for now, Goku would relax and enjoy the feel of Broly's pulsing
cock inside him.

"Well, everyone is having fun but us." Toma winked at his mate.

Bardock leaned over and hummed. He pulled Toma's under armor enough to release his shaft, "let's
fix that." He licked and nipped at Toma's flaccid cock, making it slowly harden.

"Mmmmm~ I love your mouth on me, 'Dock."

"Yer cock is addictive." Bardock replied breathlessly. "It drives me insane, the size, the smell, the
taste... I'd be stuck to yer cock all day long if we didn't need to move around."

"Less talk, more suck." Toma raised his eyebrows in a reproachful way.

Bardock sneered and engulfed the cock with his mouth.

"Ow, teeth!" Toma complained.

The scarred Saiyan lifted his eyes and held his mate's gaze. Bardock began bobbing his head up
and down, going from the tip to the base and back, moving his head in a circular fashion, all the
time their eyes remained locked with each other. The pace increased and soon Toma was panting.

"Bardock!" Toma's body started shaking as his mate's tongue played with his slit every time he
reached the tip with his lips. It was when Bardock focused his ki on the edge of his tongue that
Toma tensed and cried out. He came with a whimper, releasing down his mate's throat. Bardock
slowly came up, catching some of the cum in his mouth. He let go of Toma's dick and stuck out his
cum covered tongue, before pulling it back in and sticking it out again to show Toma he had
swallowed his ejaculate.

"You are filthy!"

"I am." Bardock smirked, his tail swished in the air contently.

"Don't think I'm done with you." Toma panted.

Bardock's eyes gleamed, "do yer worst."

 An Act of Desperation
Chapter Notes

Thank you Goko_yes and Kalette22 for providing me with inspiration for that Toma
and Bardock scene. I LOVE YOU GUYS!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Showers were had in turns and soon all the Saiyans curled up with their preferred partner in the big
bed of furs Broly had made at some point before his rut hit.

Bardock and Toma were spooning on the end of the nest, Goku and Broly were on one side, and
Raditz and Vegeta were on the other, Goku and Raditz were positioned between Broly and Vegeta
in the center of the nest.

Raditz lay on his side, watching Goku slowly drift to sleep. He couldn't help but reach out and
swipe one of Goku's hair locks out of his face. Goku opened his eyes and looked back at his
brother, they regarded each other. Raditz was about to say something when Goku suddenly sat up
and crawled over Broly to sleep on the other side.

Raditz choked up and sighed through his nose. Having Vegeta confess to Raditz must've hurt Goku
deeper than what he had initially thought.

The long haired Saiyan sighed again and let sleep overtake him.

Hours passed, and the Saiyans were fast asleep, snoring softly. They didn't sense a shadow
looming over them from the cave entrance.

"Kakarot."

A hand shook the Saiyan awake. The sun was already up, and it shone bright through the entrance
of the cave.

"Hmmm? Wha?"

"We need to talk."

"Vegeta, what is it?" Goku sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Come with me." The Prince started walking outside, not giving Goku a chance but to follow.

The two Saiyans walked away from the cave, far from earshot.

"Vegeta. Tell me what ya want."

The Prince stopped and turned around, eyes staring right at his ex rival's.

"Kakarot. The reason I have not asked you to become my breeding mate is because I cannot not
please you the way you are meant to be pleased. I cannot-" Vegeta closed his eyes and took a deep
breath before opening them again, "I cannot knot you."

"Huh? Ya think THAT'S what our problem is?" Goku threw his arms to either side. "Of all the
times we've had sex, how many times have I complained about ya not bein' able t' knot me?"

"None."

"None. I enjoy sex with ya, Vegeta. It's other things about ya that I dun enjoy. Yer pride, for
example. It's become a handicap for ya. Ya need t' just let it go once in a while."

"What do you think I am doing right now?! Do you know how humiliating it is for a PRINCE to
admit he is wrong and try to make good with his backwards lover?!"

Goku looked at Vegeta, confused. "Is that what yer doin'?"

"I am TRYING."

Goku put his hands on his hips and frowned. "A simple 'sorry' woulda been much better than
excuses."
"They were not excuses." Vegeta growled.

"That still dun change the fact that ya'll become breedin' mates with Raditz."

"I wish to have both of you as my breeding mates, Kakarot. If you would just let me finish-"

"I dun think I wanna become breedin' mates with ya, Vegeta." Goku crossed his arms as he
confessed. "We might get along well and all... Sometimes. But we're too different. Yer culture is
not my own. It wouldna work out."

Vegeta was floored. Here he was pouring his heart out only to be turned down by a third class
warrior, again. A third class that was stronger than he was. "Just yesterday you were distraught that
I asked Raditz and not you and now you are getting cold feet?!"

"I gave it some thought. It's better if we just stay friends."

"Kakarot- You cannot expect me... After all we have been through?! You are upset, you do not
mean this."

"I wouldna be a good mate for ya."

"That- THAT IS NOT UP TO YOU TO DECIDE!"

"But I can decide who I want to be breedin' mates with, Vegeta." Goku spat.

A familiar sort of pain struck through Vegeta's chest, a pain he had only felt once before. A Prince
was not supposed to feel rejected, ever. He was supposed to get everything he desired and more,
and his servitors ought to be honored to cater to him. And here Goku was, an insubordinate,
rebellious, free spirit. A Saiyan who had stolen Vegeta's heart since not much after their first battle.
The raw power this creature held called to him, it teased him and tormented him. Here he was,
breaking the Prince in half.

"Kakarot..."
"I've made up my mind, Vegeta. We're better off with a partner who understands us better."

"Kakarot, I- I am sorry." Vegeta's voice shook.

"I accept yer apology, but I still stand by what I said." Goku turned to leave.

"No. You cannot not leave. Not like this!" Vegeta pleaded, his ki skyrocketed and shot randomly in
the air. It began spiraling towards Goku and grabbed a hold of his energy.

"Please! Do not leave!" Their ki's intermingled with each other, blue against red.

"Vegeta? What are ya doin'?!" Goku felt his ki mingle with Vegeta's, he suddenly felt anguish in
his chest, but the feeling wasn't his own.

"BECOME MINE!" The Prince exploded in a blast of blue light.

Goku's spirit was consumed by Vegeta's own. Their ki's communicated with each other, reaching
an agreement. They were meant to be together and reveled in the fact that they were now
irreversibly melding together. They became one, each learning from the other, picking up
information about their owners that they otherwise would never figure out for themselves. They
bonded.

As the sparks settled down, both Saiyans were left panting. The Prince fell to the ground, covering
his face with his gloved hands.

"Vegeta?" Goku sprinted to his friend and knelt down beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"What just happened?" Goku's voice trembled, still sensing the pain he felt from his comrade.

"I think... We bonded." Vegeta's voice cracked. He was able to comprehend this wayward Saiyan
now, and the reasons behind each and every one of his actions. The Prince saw himself through
Goku's eyes, and finally understood why Goku had acted the way he did. He believed themselves
equal, each deserving of their own happiness and not just having to cater to royalty. Titles didn't
mean anything to the younger warrior. Integrity was what made a person worthy.

Vegeta's eyes glistened and he hid his face.

Goku felt shame radiating from the Prince. Shame and confusion. Regret. Guilt. Self loathing.

"Vegeta, stop!" Goku hugged the Prince and held him in his arms as Vegeta crumbled against him.

"I've been such a fool!"

"It's okay, 'Geeta. It's okay." The younger Saiyan comforted his elder, his Prince. Goku grasped
now how important that title was to Saiyans. They craved a leader to guide them into battle.
Royalty was respected, revered. Royalty took on the responsibility of protecting the entire race,
and it was an honor to serve under them. Goku felt for the first time Saiyan pride.

"Vegeta, I'm sorry. I- I didn't know-" Goku felt an overwhelming feeling to show the Prince he did
respect and admire him. He wanted to show the smaller Saiyan that he felt proud to have such a
powerful being work hard to become even stronger to protect his subjects. He wanted Vegeta to
know that he regretted surpassing his power and leaving the Prince behind, desperate to catch up.

Goku lifted Vegeta's face and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. The Prince responded by pressing
against his mouth and deepening the kiss, pouring his passion into the other.

When they parted, Goku couldn't help but wonder, "what happens now?"

"Nothing. Nothing that you do not wish. You are free to choose whom you desire."

Goku felt pain coming from the other Saiyan. It was all consuming, but Vegeta managed to hold a
straight face when he spoke. The pain soon turned into acceptance and defeat.

Goku suddenly remembered something important.

The Prince felt hesitance and regret coming from his bonded mate, and quirked an eyebrow, "spit it
out, Kakarot."

"Vegeta. I may have made a terrible mistake..."

-
Back in the cave, two Saiyans were still sleeping, while two others were sweating and grinding
their bodies together in a primal dance done by lovers throughout the ages.

"Kg- Tomaaaa~"

"Shhhh- Keep quiet, 'Dock. We don't want to wake them just yet." Toma gyrated his hips against
his mate's, grinding their erections against each other.

"Just fuck me already." Bardock seductively whispered in Toma's ear.

The two early risers had woken up to find Vegeta and their cub had left to who knows where. They
both hoped that whatever they were up to wouldn't end up in another battle.

They had gotten out of bed and had begun doing warm up exercises, waiting for their return, or for
the others to wake up and start the day, whichever came first. One thing had led to another and
now the pair was naked, sat on one chair, with Bardock straddling his mate and enjoying the feel of
their sleek bodies.

Toma groaned and kissed Bardock's neck, his hand slipped around to play with the Saiyan's tail
gland. Bardock had to bite back a moan as his body tensed.

The bigger Saiyan used his own tail to tease Bardock's entrance. It circled the small slick slit
before entering and pulling out, over and over.

"Toma, yer killing me." Bardock whispered in a harsh voice.

"That's the idea~"

All too soon, Bardock was thrusting against Toma's tail, getting more and more of it inside. His
own tail wrapped around a chair leg rather than swinging wildly in the air. He tightened it and the
chair creaked.

Bardock panted, loving the feel of Toma's tail inside him. The Commander's tail tightened around
the chair leg even more and the wood splintered. The chair collapsed under them and both Saiyans
went crashing to the floor.

"SHIT!" Bardock cussed. All their lust high was dampened by adrenaline. The mood was broken.
 "Huh?! Wha-?" Raditz woke up with a start, his eyes barely opening, and his long hair a big mess
of erratic fluff. "Is it time to go hunting?" He yawned.

Bardock and Toma shared a look. There was no way they would go back to their previous activity
now.

"Let's get dressed and wait for the others. We can't leave Broly alone in case his next wave hits."
Bardock finally said and sighed.

"What makes you think he's still in rut?" Toma sat up and glared at the broken chair.

"His scent." Bardock stood up and offered a hand to his mate.

Toma accepted Bardock's hand and stood up. He was thoughtful for a moment before speaking.
"Hey, guys. Could you do me a favor? I want to know what it feels like. To be breached."

Bardock and Raditz's eyebrows shot straight up.

Chapter End Notes

Ugh. I went over this chapter so many times and changed so many things and I'm still
kinda eh. I hope it's good enough ^^;

I didn't want it to feel like Vegeta did it on purpose, because he didn't. Bonding just
happens sometimes naturally when two energies are extremely compatible. Vegeta had
been holding back all this time from being open with Goku, hence, why they hadn't
been able to bond sooner, and when he reached his limit, his ki was finally released
and the first thing it did was bond with its kindred ki. It wasn't forced upon Goku. Ki
bonding doesn't work that way. It's always a two sided "decision".
 A New Challenger
Chapter Notes

Warning! Incestuous desires. Kinda.

A HUGE thank you to Ishizu. She basically wrote the chapter. I only polished it out
and inserted my own style XD

Thank you to sweetcherryjewel for helping me out as well!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Broly woke with a start. He felt a weird sensation in his chest and sat up to see twin rivulets of
liquid white running down his chest. He gasped as a sweet scent hit his nostrils. A finger was
brought to the small stream and Broly put pressure on his chest. More milk poured out.

Noises from the end of the furs caught his attention and he crawled to the edge to see what was
going on. The two elder Saiyans and Raditz were on the floor, Raditz had blood on his fingers.

Broly tilted his head questioningly and quirked an eyebrow.

"Hey, Broly. Just in time. We have a surprise for ya." Bardock greeted him.

"'Dock~" Toma whined.

"Why is there blood?" Broly asked.

"Heh. I opened up Toma for ya." Raditz said proudly. At Broly's confused expression, he added,
"now ya can fuck him!"

"Oh, gods. What have I done." Toma whimpered, covering his face with trembling hands.

"Ya just opened a door full of possibilities, love." Bardock purred, his tail waved high in the air. He
nuzzled Toma's neck, trying to calm his mate down.

"It's better to get this done now before Broly's next wave hits." Raditz sucked the blood off his
fingers. Then he sniffed the air, noticing a different scent coming from Broly. "Hey, are ya
milking?"

Bardock barked out a laugh, "Ha! About time. I was wondering why he wasn't lactating. Must've
been his protein only diet that didn't allow him to produce milk." The scarred Saiyan put a finger
on his chin. "Now that Kakarot brings more diverse foods from his planet, Broly is getting a
balanced diet for the first time in his life and now can finally produce milk."

Raditz's tail whipped the air, "that's hot."

"Easy, brat. Toma first. Ya can fool around with Broly afterwards."

Toma whimpered again as he got up. This was going to be painful but at least he would now know
how it felt like for Bardock and the others. The tanned Saiyan got on the nest and looked at Broly.
They stared for a while, not knowing how to approach this new situation.

Broly took the initiative and started sniffing Toma's neck. A purr erupted from his chest and Toma
flinched.

"Relax, Toma." Bardock guided him, "let him get acquainted with ya."

Broly's tail swung in interest at this new partner. A probing tongue licked a path from Toma's
collarbone to his chin where Broly stopped. The older warrior sighed and pressed his lips against
the other's. They kissed and explored their mouths. As they parted, Toma leaned his forehead
against Broly's, his tail shyly wiggled against the green furs of the nest.

Broly placed a hand on Toma's shoulder and pushed him down on the bed before climbing on top
and positioning their bodies against each other. Toma was as tall as Raditz, still shorter than Broly,
but their bodies aligned perfectly. The larger Saiyan started rubbing their erections together,
making Toma gasp. He noticed how Toma was still trembling slightly, Broly could smell his
anxiety. He nuzzled his neck and placed small kisses around it.

Bit by bit, Toma relaxed and Broly continued exploring his body.

"Kid, ya have a bit of a problem there." Bardock nodded at Raditz's erection.

Raditz looked down and blushed, "I can't help it. They look hot together.

"Hell, yeah they do." Bardock pulled out his own erection and started rubbing it. Raditz followed
his carrier's example.

Soon Toma was a moaning mess, having Broly explored his body thoroughly.

"Broly, I'm ready." He panted.

Broly brought his face up from in between Toma's legs and positioned himself at his entrance. He
pushed in slowly and carefully. Toma flinched, then whimpered, and finally cried out as Broly
sheathed himself entirely.

"Yer doing great, babe." Bardock encouraged his mate.

"The first few thrusts hurt but then it feels amazing!" Raditz chimed in.

Toma sighed and nodded for Broly to start moving. True to his word, the first thrusts were Hell.
But as soon as his body got used to the feeling, plus having Broly hit him in all the right places,
Toma gasped and started moving his hips, inciting Broly to pound away.

Broly was not one to hold back once his partner started enjoying it, and Toma was shouting his
pleasure in no time. He wrapped his arms and legs around Broly's bigger frame and held on. This
did feel amazing. Toma never thought it could be this enjoyable to bottom for another. An image of
Bardock fucking him crossed his mind and Toma shouted, spilling his seed way too soon all over
his stomach and Broly's abs.

Broly felt his partner contract around him and gave a mighty thrust, punching through Toma's
cervix. His new lover cried out at the foreign feeling and orgasmed from his breeder. Wave after
wave wracked his frame and Toma was left panting and shaking after he came down from his high.

"So this is what it feels like to be knotted." Toma breathed out.

"It's tops, ain't it?" Raditz admitted.

"Does it really feel that good?" Broly asked the group.

"It does." Bardock continued playing with his dick.

"I must share this feeling then. I promised Raditz he could top me one day." Broly smiled brightly
at the long haired Saiyan, making him blush and scratch the back of his neck.

Footsteps could be heard approaching rapidly, and Goku's form suddenly dashed through the group
and lept in the air, landing behind Broly to use him as a 'Saiyan' shield.

Vegeta was not far away. "I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU, YOU THIRD CLASS CLOWN!"

Goku whimpered and hid himself more behind Broly's bulk. Broly tried moving to shield his
favorite lover, but it only managed to cause Toma discomfort.

"Ow, ow, ow! Will you stop moving? Still attached here." Toma winced.

"Ok, hold up. What's going on this time?" Bardock pulled his hands out of his pants and stood up,
getting between his offspring and the infuriated Prince.

"Tell them what you did, Kakarot. Tell them!" Vegeta growled.

"I dun know what I was thinking, baba!" Goku whined. "It seemed like a good idea at the time!"

Bardock rounded on his cub, "baba?! WHAT. DID. YA. DO."

Goku's voice shook, "IaskedTomatosendTurlesamessagesohecouldcomehere."

Bardock tilted his head, all he caught was 'Turles' and 'come here'. It dawned on him. He looked at
Toma with a wide open mouth. At Toma's innocent expression, Bardock's eyes widened
significantly. "Ya didn't."

"I supposed it wouldn't hurt to have an extra hand?" Toma smiled weakly and shrugged.

Bardock pinched the bridge of his nose and took deep steadying breaths.
"Wait- HE'S coming HERE?" Raditz stood up, erection forgotten.

"This dumbass thought it would be cute to have Turles take Raditz away from me so he can have
me all to himself!" Vegeta crossed his arms, glaring at his bonded mate.

"I'm tellin' ya, Vegeta, that wasn't it at all! It's because he's defiant against authority like me and ya
still consider him a real Saiyan! It was t' prove a point!"

Vegeta growled as his ki spiked. Goku snuck behind Broly some more.

"And now that we have bonded, and you understand how important it is for a Saiyan to respect and
honor their royals, you still want him to come?!"

"It ain't like I can unsend the message, Vegeta!" Goku cried out.

"Wait- You two..." Bardock pointed his finger at both Saiyans, "bonded?"

"It was accidental on my behalf. I- Could not hold myself together and my ki escaped me. First
thing it did was bond with THIS... GRRRR!" Vegeta stomped on the floor, cracking the solid rock
beneath him. His tail puffed out at the tip and waved wildly behind him.

Raditz gasped, he didn't know whether to feel happy for them or curl up in a corner and cease to
exist. Now that Vegeta and his brother were bonded, he could kiss his chance to become the
Prince's bonded mate goodbye. Never had it been heard of three Saiyans bonding.

"I think congratulations are in order?" Toma intervened.

Goku could feel how furious Vegeta was that he would invite the likes of Turles to this small
planet. He felt terrible for doing so, but at the time he was mad at the Prince and wanted to be the
one to teach him a lesson, for once.

"Did he ever answer back? Do we know when he's arriving?" Bardock, the voice of reason, asked
his mate.

"He didn't. Maybe he won't even show up at all." Toma shrugged again.

"It is not safe to assume he will not come. Even if this is a barren far away planet." Vegeta sighed.

"What means bonded?" Broly asked the elder Saiyan.

Bardock inhaled through his nose and put his hands on his hips. "It means they now share a deep
connection on an energetic level. Their ki's are one. It's- Very rare to find bonded Saiyans, but
somehow these two are more compatible than what they seem. They can feel what the other feels
now, share emotions, that kinda stuff. And their base power must've increased by a lot."

All Broly could understand from that was 'connection' and 'share emotions'. He tensed.

Goku and Vegeta could feel Broly's ki spiking to dangerous levels, and soon Toma could feel it
too.

"AUGH! Broly! You're getting bigger!" Toma gritted out.

Broly ascended and Toma screamed as his cervix was stretched to accommodate Broly's greater
girth.

"AAAAAH! WHY DID I AGREE TO THIS SHIT?!" Toma yelled. Fortunately, it was at this
moment that his body decided to release the Super Saiyan's cock. "Oh, thank the goddess." Toma
panted and placed his hands over his face, sweat fell from his forehead to the furs.

"Bonded." Broly growled.

Goku did not like this at all. He flinched when Broly turned to look at him.

Broly gave him a piercing glare with his golden eyes, "Kakarot. Start... Running..."
Chapter End Notes

Steps to become a breeding mate:

the chase
the confrontation
the hunt
the feast
the moon
the heat wave
the bite

The process starts with the submissive Saiyan running.

Missing Scene:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/41829158#workskin
 The Chase Begins

Goku was at a loss for words, "run? Why should I run?!" He scooted back a few feet from the
Legendary Super Saiyan.

"KAKAROT!" Bardock shouted at his naive offspring, "Broly is issuing a breeding claim. Ya need
to run!"

"Wha~?"

"Don't use yer ki and don't get caught, baby brother. Unless ya wanna be Broly's sub for life."
Raditz crossed his arms and inhaled deeply through his nose. First Goku bonded with Vegeta and
now Broly was challenging him to become his breeding mate.

Goku remembered what Bardock explained about breeding mates. As soon as the dots connected
Goku blushed furiously, "for REAL?!"

"RUN!" Bardock yelled again.

Goku started breathing faster, he was overwhelmed with emotions, and the one that dominated all
others was excitement. A sudden rush of adrenaline made Goku leap off the bed and run towards
the exit at top speed.

Broly got up, but before he could give chase, Bardock stopped him. "Ya need to power down,
Broly. The breeding claim rule is to use only your base strength to catch and fight your intended. If
ya wanna do this right, ya'll have to power down entirely."

Broly blinked, and by some miracle, he understood what the scarred Saiyan was telling him and
closed his eyes. A few seconds passed by and Broly slowly powered down, dropping out of his
Super Saiyan form. He opened his eyes, looking pointedly at Bardock.

"Ok. Now go get him." Bardock basically gave Broly his blessing at that moment. In reality, even
if he didn't, that would certainly not stop the larger Saiyan for wanting to claim Goku as his
breeding mate. Broly was in his right either way.
Broly reached down to his discarded clothing and put them on hastily. Giving Goku a head start
would make the chase more interesting.

Once he was dressed he took off in the direction Goku went.

Vegeta sighed. He could clearly feel Goku's desire to be claimed by the larger Saiyan, and he was
certain that the two of them would return as breeding mates.

The Prince humphed and walked to the nest, flopping down on the green furs. Raditz crawled over
Toma to get to Vegeta and curled next to him. His tail seeked out the royal tail and wrapped around
it, offering comfort. He nuzzled Vegeta's cheek with the tip of his nose. Vegeta sighed and started
petting Raditz's hair.

"Ya still have me." Raditz began purring.

"Of course I do." Vegeta looked at his future mate and smiled. "I just wish Kakarot would feel the
same way."

"He'll come around. And hey, maybe all four of us could start a circle."

Vegeta's cheeks colored. "Perhaps." He wasn't opposed to the idea, but having such a wild Saiyan
that was Broly settle down to have cubs... He was afraid the Legendary wouldn't be able to be
careful enough to handle them. "Broly will need to work on controlling his energy and temper
better if we are to do that."

Raditz hummed in agreement.

Bardock watched his kid and the Prince settle down on the furs, "what a mess." He bent down to
retrieve the strange stick he was chewing on and placed it in his mouth.

Toma got up from the bed and put his under armor on, shaking his head, "at least both our cubs will
settle down and we get to have our third circle babies!"

Raditz was about to say Goku already had a circle, but decided to let his brother tell his parents
whenever the time was right.
Bardock lifted an eyebrow and gave a weird expression as he saw Toma pretend to play with an
imaginary Saiyan cub and make the cringiest expressions with his face.

He scoffed, "seriously? Ya even remember how much trouble it was to take care of our own cubs?
All the sleepless nights?"

"Hey! There'll be six of us that can take turns caring for the babies! It'll be fun. And once Gine gets
revived, we'll be a circle of seven to look out for the cubs."

"Toma..." Bardock shook his head. He wasn't as crazy about the idea as Toma was, but in a way, it
was endearing to see his mate so excited to have small cubs in his life again. Toma had a pregnancy
kink after all. Saiyan babies were the grand finale to that obsession of his. "It's a wonder we didn't
have more cubs." He settled on saying.

"Oh, I would've had you full of my babies all the time. Unfortunately, missions followed by the
destruction of our race didn't make that possible." Toma shrugged. "But NOW..." He rubbed his
hands together and stalked over to the scarred Saiyan, "I can have you pregnant as many times as I
want."

Bardock could definitely see the outline of Toma's dick threatening to burst through his under
armor. He took a step back and lifted his hands in a placating manner. "Easy, big boy. It takes two
Saiyans to decide if one gets pregnant."

"Oh, come on 'Dock. I know some part of you wants to expand our circle. I can smell your
interest." Toma reached down and grabbed Bardock's half hard shaft.

Bardock gasped and placed his hands on Toma's shoulders, letting the other rub him through his
spandex. "I'll think about it."

Goku ran for what seemed like hours. He hid behind a tall rock to catch his breath and looked
around. He found himself in a place he had never explored before. Luckily he could always I.T.
back to the cave and he was sure Broly would know his way around-

Goku felt a hand shoot out to grab his gi. He was able to dodge it at the last second and whirled
around, coming face to face with a feral looking Broly.
"Shit!" He squeaked.

"Found you." Broly smiled wickedly and jumped down the rock formation, stalking towards his
prey.

Goku took several steps back, tripping on his own shoes and falling backwards.

Broly grabbed a hold of Goku's gi before he could fall to the floor, and ran his nose over the sweaty
skin of Goku's neck. Broly inhaled his scent and licked his lips. Victory would be so sweet.

"Now, we fight."

"Broly..." Goku breathed heavily.

The larger Saiyan let go of his intended and got into a fighting stance, waiting for Goku to do the
same.

The smaller Saiyan took a deep breath and put his fists up, he widened his leg stance and bent them
at the knees.

Broly shouted and charged at Goku, his fist connected with air as Goku dodged the attack and bent
down, aiming his own attack at Broly's midriff.

Broly grunted when he felt a punch to his stomach. He quickly grabbed Goku's arm before it could
be retracted and swung Goku in the air, crashing him against the rocky floor as he came down.

Goku screamed in pain as his back crashed into the ground, rocks went flying and a crater was
formed beneath him. He shook his arm out of Broly's grasp and stood up, putting distance between
them. Broly attacked again and this time Goku was ready.

They fought for a while, Goku was losing the battle. Fighting without any ki was not something he
was used to. Even in his base form, ki was always there to aid him in his training. Now, however,
he had to rely purely on his physical strength, and Broly had some two hundred pounds of extra
muscles on him.

The battle was coming to an end. Broly was still very much energized and didn't show signs of
being tired.

Goku was panting, his muscles ached, and sweat poured down his body. He would either have to
let Broly have the finishing blow, or admit defeat.

Broly didn't give him a chance to decide and was suddenly on him, pinning Goku to the ground.
"I win." Broly growled and licked Goku's face, collecting sweat drops with his tongue. His tail
wiggled ecstatically, standing tall in the air.

"You win." Goku breathed out.

"Stay." Broly looked at Goku pointedly and stood up, walking away. His form slowly disappeared
in the distance and Goku wondered what was supposed to happen next.

He stood up and dusted himself off. He waited for a long while before getting tired and sat down
on a small rock.

Broly eventually came and behind him, a big bug was being dragged on the ground.

Goku paled.

When Broly reached his future mate, he dropped the bug on the ground and tore a leg from it. He
walked over to Goku and offered the drippy shell to him.

"Ummm, no thanks," Goku pushed the leg away, "I ain't hungry." He chuckled nervously.

Broly sneered and offered it to him again. "Eat."

Goku whined but accepted the proffered food and sipped the juice out of it. He shivered but
swallowed it. He saw Broly crouching in front of him, watching Goku intently, and gulped. "Ain't
ya gonna eat?"

Broly smiled and got up. He tore another leg from his fresh kill and sat down in front of his future
mate. Unlike Goku, Broly happily slurped the bug's meat.

After Goku was done eating the nasty animal, Broly immediately got up and ripped another leg
from the dead creature.

"Broly, I really don't feel like eatin' more." Goku grabbed his stomach to offer it some comfort.

Luck was on Goku's side as Broly merely shrugged and sat down. He finished his portion and ate
the other leg as well.

Both Saiyans sat in comfortable silence afterwards and watched as the sun dipped behind the
horizon. Slowly, stars appeared in the night sky. They gazed at the cosmos, pointing at random
shooting stars as they crossed the dark abyss.

As soon as the moon peeked over the distant mountains, Broly started nuzzling Goku's neck and
purring. His tail lazily tapped on the ground beside him.

The smaller Saiyan blushed and soon was purring as well. Broly kept his attentions innocent, until
Goku started feeling a familiar sensation in his lower belly. He gasped as the feeling magnified and
spread throughout his body. He felt hot, and not just a little horny.

"Are you ready?" Broly asked his partner, he could smell Goku getting aroused.

"R-ready?"

"To become my breeding mate." Broly touched his lips to Goku's and hovered there, waiting for an
answer.

Goku almost shied away. His tail curled and uncurled, arousal shot through his body, and with a
deep sigh he answered. "Yes."
 Breeding Mates
Chapter Notes

Saiyans can have seven different types of orgasms, all of which are increased between
a 'bonded' pair;

*Penis- most intense orgasm, on par with 'genita' and 'ki' orgasms. Exactly like a
human penile ejaculation.

*Genita/breeder [cervix]- an intense ongoing orgasm that diminishes after every wave.
Exactly like a human vaginal orgasm.

*Ejaculatory gland- [or cum spot, c-spot] it's a Saiyan's main 'g-spot'. Exactly like the
human prostate, located at the base of the penis.

*Tail/tail gland- [anal stimulation and exterior stimulation] Particularly intense in

lockers. If stimulated enough, it will produce a climax-like sensation at the base of
their tails, sometimes radiating through the entire tail. Not very intense by itself, but
enhances other orgasms tenfold.

*Ki/energy/chakra- Saiyan energy can spike/mingle 'inside' their partner's energy and
cause them to have body orgasms. This is one reason why Saiyans are very sought out
as lovers/pets/sex-slaves by other species.

*Nipples- especially in latchers when they get close to their rut, they overproduce a
milky substance, scientifically called 'colstrum', [hormone is similar to androstenol] in
their pecs, which acts as an aphrodisiac. It has a 'spicy' tang to it. Nipple climax is not
as intense as others, but if left unattended, the accumulated hormones can drive a
Saiyan crazy from arousal. So, latchers need to be milked every once in a while
especially during rut, to get rid of this milky substance.

*Battle lust, also known as 'rage orgasm' ['rage orgasm' was SweetCherryJewel's idea]
Saiyans experience a mental arousal when in an intense battle. Pain often triggers it.
It's a burning sensation at the base of the skull, next to the Oozaru trigger. It often
goes hand in hand with other types of arousal such as penile.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

From a safe distance, atop a tall rock, a dark skinned Saiyan observed the two warriors. He
immediately recognized they were in the process of a breeding claim. He also recognized one of
them, the same Earth raised Saiyan that had almost ended his life all those years ago, and had
forced him into becoming more powerful. It was thanks to that 'Kakarot', and intense training, that
Turles was now able to achieve a transformation that was thought only to be a myth among
Saiyans.

Goku's lookalike huffed and watched as the Saiyans got more intimate with each other. "Well, if
I'm not one to enjoy a good show." Turles sat down and pulled out his cock, giving it a few strokes
until it stood at attention. He would indulge for a while before heading to the cave where the other
Saiyans were cooped up.
"Broly!" Goku moaned the name as the larger warrior lay on top of him and rubbed their bodies
together.

They were naked, and writhing against each other on the ground like animals, panting, and just
enjoying themselves.

Broly kissed his soon to be mate and swallowed more sounds that came from his lover's mouth. He
sounded needier than usual, and also smelled different, sweeter.

"Broly~" Goku moaned as Broly's mouth latched onto his neck, intent on leaving marks on his pale
smooth skin.

Goku was purring up a storm by the time Broly made his way down his chest and took a nipple in
his mouth, sucking lightly. Goku's tail was swinging to and fro across the dusty ground, he couldn't
hide his enthusiasm and the warmth in his lower abdomen was now a burning sensation that
needed to be sated.

"Broly, please!"

The larger Saiyan kept sucking Goku's nipple until milk started coming out. Broly gasped and
pulled back, looking at the bud with curiosity. He pressed a finger next to it and a small stream of
milk shot into the air.

Goku was mortified, "s-stop. Broly, I need ya... I-" Goku nearly shouted as Broly's mouth came
back on him and sucked greedily, trying to get more of the white substance out.

Broly's hand pinched and flicked the other nipple. He stretched it and pressed down on it. Soon it
too was releasing milk. When Broly felt a wet sensation at his fingers, he changed buds and
proceeded to suck on the other.

"Brolyyyyy!" Goku tried detaching the Saiyan from his chest, but that only made Broly suck
harder, and cling to him. The smaller Saiyan gave up eventually, and let Broly have his fill.
The more Broly sucked at both his nipples and played with them, the more Goku became
desperate. He felt like something was going to happen if he let Broly continue.

"Stop! I'm... It feels weird!"

Broly didn't stop. He continued tormenting the small buds until Goku suddenly tensed and gasped,
a clear liquid spurt out from both his nipples.

Goku cried out as he felt an electric sensation shooting through his swollen buds. He felt them
spilling and pulsing, and it felt so good.

"What- What happened?" Goku looked down to see the clear liquid travel down his sides.

Broly bent down and lapped at the fluid, it was so sweet. He couldn't get enough of it, it was
intoxicating, as if it were some kind of aphrodisiac. He felt his own nipples begin to milk and he
came up to show Goku that he could now produce milk as well.

"Oh! You too?" Goku pressed near one of Broly's nipples and a stream of milk poured out. Goku's
eyes widened. "There's so much!" His curiosity got the best of him and Goku leaned in to taste
Broly's milk. It tasted, weirdly enough, like sweet soymilk and an aftertaste of broccoli. He kept
licking at the small rivulet until Broly gently pushed him away.

"What? It dun feel good?" Goku asked.

"It does. But I want to pleasure you, Kakarot." The way Broly purred his name made Goku's tail
puff out even more than it already had.

Goku blushed and leaned up to kiss his lover. Broly responded to the kiss feverishly. His future
mate's scent was becoming intoxicating, especially with how his tail was moving about in the air.

The larger Saiyan parted and suddenly flipped Goku on his belly. He sucked on two of his fingers
before inserting them up Goku's ass and attaching his mouth on Goku's tail gland, where he sucked
hard.

The smaller Saiyan cried out as sensations overtook him. His toes curled, his hands dug into the
ground, and his back arched. He lifted his rear end more, giving Broly better access to whatever he
was planning on doing.

Broly turned his hand, palm side up, and curled his fingers right underneath his tail gland, making
Goku see stars. His other hand grabbed hold of Goku's waving tail softly and stroke the hairs.
"Broly!!! Gods-" Goku needed Broly inside of him. He needed to feel overpowered by the stronger
Saiyan.

All his married life, Goku had had to hold back during sex, he craved to let go, to have a partner
that could truly satisfy his Saiyan nature. That's when Vegeta had come into the picture and finally
had given Goku the sex he wanted. But Goku needed more than just a partner he could let go with.
He needed to be dominated, and Vegeta, unfortunately, wasn't strong enough to hold Goku down,
so Goku still had to hold back.

But now, with this stronger, more powerful Saiyan, Goku could finally explore the edges of his
sexuality. He could enjoy being pinned down and subjugated. He could finally let loose and forget
about protecting the universe, forget about being careful, forget about memories from his
childhood that reminded him of what could happen were Goku ever to lose control over his true
power.

He was free.

The realization hit the young Saiyan like a ton of bricks, his body tensed and he had a different
kind of orgasm, it wasn't as intense but it was there. His tail bristled as waves of pleasure shot
through it, from the base to the tip. Goku slumped on the ground and breathed heavily.

Broly turned his lover around and attacked his mouth again. They kissed for a long time until Goku
pushed the bigger Saiyan off. Goku's look of mischief battled with Broly's look of confusion. Goku
started purring again, coaxing Broly into approaching him, only to push him away again.

Broly's grasp on his patience was wearing thin, what was his lover playing at? He neared the
smaller warrior again only to be pushed away once more, but Goku was purring. His tail wagged in
the air, releasing pheromones all around them. The smaller Saiyan clearly wanted him. Broly
growled and pounce on Goku. He grabbed his arms and pinned them to the ground. He studied
Goku's facial expressions to try and understand what Goku was trying to get at. What he saw was a
look of unbridled lust; lidded eyes, a half smile on a half open mouth, a tongue just barely peeking
out, not to mention the smell of arousal coming off in waves from him.

Goku tried breaking free from Broly's grasp. He started struggling to get the larger Saiyan off but
he was too weak. He was overpowered. He couldn't escape.

He was free.

Broly felt arousal shoot through his body as the smaller Saiyan tried to break loose from him. It
was as if Goku enjoyed being subdued by another, Broly thought. Goku was supposed to be the
strongest of the pack, aside from Broly himself. Could it be Goku wanted Broly to have his way
with him? Now that there were no others around, and Broly wasn't currently experiencing a rut
wave, did Goku want to show his submissive nature openly?

Broly growled and ground his hips into the smaller Saiyan's. Goku's eyes flashed with something
Broly couldn't quite recognize. As soon as Goku started struggling again, Broly pressed their
bodies closer together. He growled again, his tail waved wildly behind.

"You can't escape me. I'm too strong for you."

Goku closed his eyes and moaned. Broly felt an erection pulse against his abdomen. He smiled.

Letting go of Goku's arms, Broly grabbed each leg and spread him open as far as he could go. It
turned out Goku had a very flexible body. His lover immediately tried to drag himself away from
him but the hold on his legs was too secure. Goku couldn't do much against this stronger being,
and he reveled in that knowledge.

Broly aligned himself with Goku's mating entrance and pushed in, wrenching a scream of passion
from his smaller partner.

Goku was still trying to push the larger Saiyan away, and Broly just smiled. Now that he had him,
he would never let him go.

"You're mine now, I can do whatever I want with you. And you can't stop me." To prove his point,
Broly gave a hard thrust, burying himself inside Goku's tight passage.

"AAAAH~ GODS, YES!" Goku shouted as Broly began a brutal pace. He couldn't do a thing, he
was completely at the mercy of this wild Saiyan and his whims. Whatever Broly wanted, that's
what would happen.

The burning sensation in his loins seemed to diminish the more Broly pounded inside him. The
head of Broly's cock was pressing up against his cervix so wonderfully, Goku couldn't help but
moan and grab a hold of his own erection.

Broly groaned as he watched his lover masturbate. It was hot to know how much Goku was turned
on by him. The stronger Saiyan let go of Goku's legs in favor of grabbing his hips. He angled them
better and continued with his pounding.

It didn't take long for Goku to become a moaning mess of throbbing flesh, "Broly~ More!"

The larger Saiyan lifted an eyebrow but obliged. He lifted Goku up to a sitting position on his lap,
he wrapped his arms around his lover, and started thrusting harder inside. The gravity helped Goku
get a better pounding and he let his passion be heard.

"Ya feel so good! Broly!" Goku's tail seeked out Broly's and when they met, they intertwined.

Broly moaned, hearing Goku's praise, and he stole a kiss from his smaller lover. Goku responded
immediately and the two made out while they connected.
 "I'm close." Broly whispered against Goku's lips.

"Come inside me." Goku whispered back.

A few more thrusts had Broly spearing through Goku's cervix and spilling inside his womb, Goku
soon followed, climaxing from his breeder and from his cock. The larger Saiyan moaned as he
pulsed inside his soon to be mate. He bared his fangs and aimed for Goku's trapezius muscle. He
bit down hard, spilling blood, making Goku scream and respond with a bite of his own. In that
small instance, Broly could feel Goku's energy against his own. Their ki danced and thrummed
together, and Broly pushed more of his energy into Goku. He enveloped Goku with his own ki, and
the smaller Saiyan cried out, his body went taut, and Goku experienced what Saiyans called 'a ki
orgasm'. His entire body hummed and pulsed with Broly's energy. It gave a small glow to his skin
that slowly faded as Goku slumped against his mate's broad chest, spent and passed out from pure
pleasure.

Broly released Goku's skin from his mouth and lapped at the blood still flowing slowly out of the
teeth punctures. He couldn't help but start purring with joy. He finally had a mate, somebody to call
his own. They would now be together forever. They could start a family...

High on a mountain overlooking the two lovers, Turles tensed and groaned as his organ pulsed in
his hand. One, two... Six spurts of white cum fell onto the ground below. Who knew the Saiyan he
fought back on Earth would be so... Submissive. If Turles had known Kakarot's nature he could've
persuaded him into joining his crew by just claiming him. What a wasted opportunity. He had
taken Kakarot when they had fought, but he had held back from breaching him. If only he had
shown more dominance, he could've had this beautiful creature by his side, maybe even as a mate.

The dark skinned Saiyan put his dick away and hummed, "good show, fellas. Now to see what the
others are up to." He flew off in the direction of the cave. He followed his scouter, looking for high
energy sources. It was time to see through this mission and reward that was promised to him.

Chapter End Notes

Thank you, Ishizu, for helping me with this chapter! I couldn't have done it without
you <3
 The Space Pirate
Chapter Notes

Thanks to my kid for that Turles scene when he called Vegeta short XD [No , I'm not
letting him read the juicy parts. I only let him know about the gist of the story.]

Thank you, Ishizu, for inspiring me once more <3

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Night time found two Saiyans panting on the big nest inside the cave. Vegeta was practically
drenched in his own cum and milk by now, and Raditz was more than a bit shocked.

"Vegeta, are ya sure yer okay?"

Vegeta waved him off. "It is the stupid bond." He breathed out.

"Ya mean ya felt everything Kakarot felt?"

"Every. Last. Thing." Vegeta growled. "Now keep moving."

"For fuck's sake, Vee, we've been at this for degrees! We're both exhausted and one step away
from ejaculating blood instead of cum! Let's just sleep!"

"Keep. Moving."

Raditz complied and continued thrusting inside his future mate's breeder. Vegeta moaned and
closed his eyes.

Goku was now enjoying his post orgasmic bliss and Vegeta felt every emotion that had gone
through the younger Saiyan's mind. Goku had felt liberated for the first time in his life. Vegeta felt
a sense of shame, more than ever he couldn't provide what his bonded mate needed, he wasn't
strong enough, not yet. It became his new goal in life to surpass Goku but for a different reason. If
Goku wanted to be dominated, then Vegeta would do his damnedest to please him.

The Prince's eyes suddenly snapped open and he sat up, almost crashing into Raditz's face.
"Woah! Gods. What's wrong, Vegeta?"

"I can feel a ki approaching. It feels- Wrong." Vegeta squinted and drew his eyebrows together.
The energy felt similar to a Saiyan's but- Different.

Raditz paused for a moment and shook his head. "Ya gotta teach me how to sense ki."

Vegeta ignored his lover and focused on the ki getting closer and closer. The small Saiyan got up
from the bed, leaving his lover lying there, and exited the cave. A confused and still aroused
Raditz followed him outside.

"Bardock!" Vegeta called out to the two Saiyans perched on the upper entrance to the cave.

"Ya finally shot yer last load, Prince? How many times did ya come- Twenty?" Bardock teased. He
was leaning against Toma's chest, their tails were tangled together.

"Never mind that. I feel a ki approaching. It feels Saiyan... But at the same time it doesn't." Vegeta
looked to the dark horizon in the direction of the approaching visitor.

Bardock jumped off the cave's ledge and stood next to the Prince. "Is it powerful?"

"No, but it feels strange."

Toma got down from his perch and joined the group. "You don't think it could be him, do you?"

Vegeta growled and turned back inside the cave.

"Where are ya going?" Raditz asked.

"I shall be damned if I let that pest gaze upon my nudity." Vegeta called out.
He came back fully dressed and waited with the rest.

Eventually, a figure could be spotted in the distance. It was flying towards them at medium speed,
as if the visitor had all the time in the world.

"It IS him!!" Vegeta gritted through his teeth.

"Oh, shit." Bardock took a steady breath. "Ya better let me handle him. He is my clone after all."

The four Saiyans watched as the white, black, and purple clad figure touched the ground near
them, "Evening, ladies." He blew a kiss at the frowning group. "I received a missive from this
place, were you the ones who gave me a ring-ring?" Turles purred, his tail waved slowly behind
him.

"I did." Toma spoke up.

Turles smiled and hummed, "so what is this... 'Help needed' about? What can I do you for? And
what is the reward~?" Turles strutted towards Toma, making him gulp.

"Well-" Toma scratched his head, "at the time we needed help with a latcher in his rut. We were a
little short handed."

Turles' eyes gleamed with interest. "Ohhh? Is it perhaps the Saiyan I saw fucking Kakarot on my
way here?"

Vegeta's tail bristled.

"Yeah, that's the one." Toma answered.

"My, my, my- Have you... All been tending to him?" Turles pointed to everyone, one by one.
"Playing the role of needy bitches accommodating to his needs?"

Vegeta growled, "YOU SHALL NOT ADDRESS ME SO INFORMALLY!"

"We have," Bardock intervened. He approached Turles and loomed over him, "and ya will do well
to watch yer mouth."

The pirate smirked sweetly at the scarred Saiyan, "hello, Bardy. Did you miss me?"

"Do NOT call me that."

"Right, right, only Gine is allowed to call you that." Turles waved his hand dismissively and
looked around, "where is he, by the way?"

"That's none of yer business." Bardock spat.

"Hmmm. Indeed." Turles turned to look at Raditz. His eyes roamed over the long haired Saiyan's
naked body. "At least I'm sure one of you missed me. Or at least my body~" The dark skinned
Saiyan skimmed his chest plate with his hands and licked his lips.

"If you value your life..." Vegeta stood between them, trying to shield the taller Saiyan from
Turles' jives.

"It seems to me that you are mistaken, Vegeta. I don't see a bite mark on either of you. Raditz is
fair game. And even if you were mates, Raditz can always have another."

Raditz blushed, he was at a loss for words. His once upon a time mentor surely had a death wish.

"Do not DARE put ideas into his head!" The Prince growled, getting all up in Turles' face.

"Hmmm, you're shorter than I remember." Turles held out a hand to measure Vegeta's height, "why
are you so short?"

Vegeta fumed, "why aren't you rotting in the NINTH LAYER OF HELL?!"
"Alright, ya two, break it up." Bardock separated the two rivals. "Point of the matter is, we don't
even know if Broly is still in his rut. It might have gone away by now. So, in all honesty, I'd say
you came here for nothing, Turles."

"Oh, I wouldn't quite word it like that, Bardy. There is still the matter of my 'reward'. Whether or
not you need my help anymore, you still have to pay me for my troubles."

Bardock looked at Toma, then back at the swindler, "we- Don't have money..."

"Oh, pish posh, there are many ways you can pay me that don't involve money or goods. No, I
rather like it here, and I could use some nice Saiyan bonding. It's been a while." Turles made his
way inside the cave as if he owned the place, his cape billowed behind him.

Bardock rounded on Toma, "Tomaaaaaa!" He growled.

Toma lifted his hands in surrender, "hey, don't blame me, I didn't know he was gonna ask us for
sex as payment!"

"What did ya think he was gonna want?!"

"Hey, maybe Broly is still in his rut-"

"Oh, so yer gonna dump him on Broly, is that it?!"

"Nooooo..." Toma regarded his mate." ...I have no problems having sex with him."

"HE'S A SYNTHETIC SAIYAN!" Bardock wailed at him, shaking his fist.

"Actually, if it weren't for him, we'd never have met!"

That made Bardock pause. "Explain."

"I've- Never actually told you this, but it was Turles who told me to go see you at the King's
Masquerade Ball. Remember when you were in that closed booth sucking Saiyans off? And when I
put my dick through the hole you fell in love with it?"

"Turles told ya?"

"Yeah. If it weren't for him we probably would've never gotten together."

Bardock stood silent for a while. "Fine. He can stay with us. For the time being."

"I DO NOT GET A SAY IN THIS?!" The Prince stalked over to the elder Saiyan.

"Vegeta, if Toma and I never had met, we never would've had Raditz."

Vegeta choked on his retort. His pupils narrowed.

"Turles is responsible for him existing... And for me finding the perfect cock." Bardock smiled
wistfully.

"Is that all I am to you?" Toma chuckled, "a cock with legs?"

"No." Bardock smirked, "ya also have a cute butt."

They returned to the inside of the cave to see Turles propped up on his elbows, lying on the bed of
furs without his under armor, looking quite happy with himself.

"So. Which one of you will fuck me first." Turles said, spreading his legs far apart. He wasn't
know for wasting time.
"I'll go!" Raditz raised his hand and dashed to the dark skinned Saiyan.

Vegeta grabbed a handful of his hair before Raditz could take more than a few steps, and pulled
him back. "Oh, no you do not. You do not touch that, you do not taste that, you do not fuck that."
Vegeta said all this while pointing at Turles.

"I'll do it. Bardock?" Toma looked at his mate and waited until Bardock nodded reluctantly.

Toma's tail swung as he walked towards Turles, he could see the other Saiyan's victory smile on
his face.

When Toma stood in front of him, Turles lifted his legs up and then moved them towards either
side as far as they could go, opening himself entirely to the tanned Saiyan.

Toma gulped and got rid of his garments hastily. Bardock had to look away.

"My! Just as big as I remembered." Turles licked his lips.

Toma smiled shyly and climbed over the pirate. He aligned their genitals together and pushed
forward, becoming enveloped bit by bit by Turles' warm, moist cavern.

"Mmmmm, YES! Go in deeper~" Turles cooed.

The larger Saiyan sheathed himself inside Turles and started moving, his partner moaned as if this
was the greatest thing that had happened to him. It was very arousing.

"I can't wait until you knot me with your delicious cock!" Turles fell on the furs and writhed on
them, enjoying the sensations of finally having a Saiyan dick please him after so many years.

"Gods- Turles." Toma choked.

Bardock couldn't help but look back at the couple. His heart sunk. It just didn't look right. HE was
supposed to be there, not this other copy of a Saiyan. He couldn't stand the knowledge that Turles
was only using his Toma for his own devices.

A few minutes passed and Toma's speed increased, his hips began moving erratically, and Bardock
 knew he was close.

"Toma... Toma, pull out!" Bardock nearly shouted at his mate.

"Dammit." Toma pulled out at the last second, just as seed started spilling from his shaft. Cum got
all over Turles' crotch and belly, and the dark skinned Saiyan growled in frustration.

He closed his legs and pushed a panting, spent Toma off him. He stalked towards Bardock and
sneered at his model. "Well played, Bardy. But you can't keep me forever from having my fix. I'll
let this misdemeanor pass. Next time I won't be so forgiving." Turles grabbed his under armor and
left the cave.

Chapter End Notes

Sorry if the term 'ladies' sounded sexist. It was meant to be ironic. I'm very much
against sexism. Maybe Turles learned it from a culture out there where 'ladies' was a
term for soft and delicate creatures? I'm thinking creatures like fairies or something.

It just sounded funny to me that Turles would refer to the gang as 'ladies' XD Take my
humor with a grain of salt.

Missing Scene:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42017816#workskin
 A Quiet Meal
Chapter Notes

Thank you ishizu for helping me out so much with this chapter!!!

Goku slowly opened his eyes.

After having regained consciousness, and gone for a few more rounds with Broly last night, they
had finally fallen asleep from exhaustion. They had gotten dressed and Broly had found a small
crevice in the ground where they had curled up to avoid bugs.

The spiky haired Saiyan sat up and stretched. His muscles were sore all over. He turned to see his
sleeping mate and smiled, placing a kiss on Broly's nose.

"Time t' wake up, big guy."

Broly scrunched up his face and yawned, long fangs shone in the morning light. He opened his
eyes to see Goku's face hovering above his. Broly's eyes widened and he sat up, he almost tore
Goku's gi trying to uncover his shoulder. When he saw the bite mark there, Broly closed his eyes
and sighed. "For a moment, I thought it was all a dream."

Goku's heart melted, "we're breedin' mates, Broly. I can hardly believe it myself." He chuckled.

Broly hummed and hugged Goku's midriff, burying his face against his mate's belly.

"We better get goin'. The others might be worried about us."

"Worried about the most powerful warriors in the universe?" Broly mumbled.

Goku laughed, "yer right. But we still need t' go back. I'm hungry after all that sex. Ya wore me
out!"

Broly lifted his face and stared hopefully into Goku's eyes, "did I do good?"
"Ya did!" Goku's bright smile warmed Broly's soul. "Yer a great mate, Broly." Goku touched the
other's cheek and untangled himself from Broly's arms.

Tail swinging happily, Broly let Goku go and got up himself. He tied his green pelt around his
waist, having used it the previous night to offer Goku a blanket of sorts, and flew to the top of their
temporary shelter. Goku stretched one more time before following.

Providing for the pack would help Bardock and Vegeta warm up to him, Turles thought as he
dragged a long furry green tail up the mountain towards the cave.

This planet seriously lacked in variety. There were no plants, just bugs and weasel looking
creatures, and smaller animals that could hardly count as fair game, and no water as far as he could
see. The last part truly disconcerted the space pirate. How would they survive only on the fluids
from their hunts? He settled for getting answers later. For now, he had a nest to build for himself
and a meal to prepare for the others.

Turles had woken up early, he had slept outside the cave, not feeling welcome after that little fiasco
with Bardock, and had concluded that the best way his real mission would be successful was to get
on the Saiyans' good side, rather than antagonize them to death.

"Stupid lizard." Turles griped as he skinned the tail with the aid of his ki.

The lime-green pelts slowly came off in big pieces and Turles hung them outside to dry on some
structure, probably used to house a small spaceship. Once they dried he would have a better place
to sleep in. He highly doubted he would be welcome into the pack's larger nest.

Turles absentmindedly touched the left side of his neck and shivered. Yes, getting on their good
side would definitely make his assignment easier on him.

Images of blood and tears invaded his mind, and the Saiyan shook his head to dispel the memories.
He could not afford to fail him again. It was a miracle he got out with his life intact.

Once he was done hanging the last bit of fur, Turles dragged the skinned tail inside the cave and
cleared his throat.

"Food is ready!" He called out in an all too sweet voice.

Several grunts were heard from the bed and Raditz was the first to get up, complaining about bugs
and how awful they tasted.

"Good news. No bugs today." Turles informed him.

That got the others' attention.

"Whaddaya mean 'no bugs'?" Came Bardock's sleepy voice as he sat up. Toma still had his eyes
closed and groaned, pulling Bardock back to bed.

The scarred Saiyan started sniffing the air. The scent of raw meat and blood filled his nostrils and
his mouth watered. "Toma. Toma, wake up! We have actual meat!"

Bardock leaped from the bed and approached the renegade Saiyan and his kill. Turles remained
quiet for a change, and waited for the elder's approval.

Bardock hummed and sat at the table, "well, bring it over."

Turles beamed and set the tail on the low table. Even after folding it in half, the ends still dragged
on the floor. One by one, the others joined and sat around the table to eat.

The two youngest Saiyans were close to arriving at their home. They had been playing with each
other, flirting, and using their tails to tease one another all the way until they had reached the base
of the mountain where the cave was.

Broly stopped dead in his tracks when the smell of blood hit him. He gasped when he saw skin at
the entrance of the cave and took off towards it, intent in knowing who would hurt the weasel
animals.

"Broly, wait!" Goku flew behind him, trying to catch up.

The large Saiyan dashed into the cave and saw the others eating what seemed to be a tail.
"Broly! We saved some good meat for you guys." Toma greeted.

Bardock snorted, "yeah, after I told ya to save some for the newly mated couple. Ya selfish
bastards woulda eaten it all."

"Who did this?" Broly spoke slowly, pointing at the tail.

A Saiyan he'd never seen before lifted his hand and smiled, waving at Broly. He was about to ask
who this stranger was, when Goku caught up to him.

The first thing Goku saw besides the delicious looking meat was a familiar face that he'd seen
years ago when Earth was being attacked by a certain tree.

"Turles."

"Kakarot."

"About time you showed up." Vegeta leered at his bonded mate. He was still tired from being kept
up all night on the account of their shared bond, not to mention Goku was the reason Turles was
here.

"Good t' see ya too, Vegeta." Goku stuck his tongue out at the Prince and sat down to eat, the only
space available was next to Turles.

Broly reluctantly sat next to him, but couldn't bring himself to eat the tail.

"So... How did it go?" Bardock asked with a wide lecherous grin.

Goku couldn't keep the smile from spreading on his face. He grabbed the collar of his gi and pulled
it to show his bite mark. His parents cheered and congratulated the couple.

"It was fantastic! Broly is so passionate when he-"

"Spare us the details, Kakarot." Vegeta crossed his arms. "I have a fair idea of how 'fantastic' it was
for you." At Goku's vacant expression, the Prince added, "I could feel everything through our
bond."

"Oh." Goku then blushed furiously, "EVERYTHING?!"

"Everything." Vegeta repeated.

Turles perked up at this bit of information, "you two are bonded?" He looked from Kakarot to
Vegeta. Goku nodded.

Turles smirked, "so if I do this," Turles hit Goku's arm, making his lookalike flinch and complain,
"you can feel it?"

"I can feel that he is in pain, yes." Vegeta replied starkly.

"What if I do this..." Turles leaned close to Goku and licked a path slowly from his cheek to his
ear, taking the small lobe into his mouth and sucking it.

Goku yelped and scooted away from the intrusive Saiyan. He covered his ear and hid his
embarrassment against Broly's side.

Vegeta's eye twitched, "you cannot be serious, Kakarot. HIM?!"

Given their bumpy past together, Goku was mortified to admit Turles' mouth had felt good on his
ear. He just hid his face more against his mate.

"Fascinating," Turles whispered.

"Aren't ya eating anything, Broly?" Raditz asked after a while, trying to dispel the awkward
silence.
Broly looked sadly at the meat and shook his head.

Goku noticed how gloomy Broly looked and connected the dots. Anything that reminded him of
Bah must be painful to him. "That's right!" Goku placed a fist on his own hand, "I need t' go t'
Earth and get more supplies! Besides, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow and I wanna bring back lotsa
candies and chocolates!" Goku said enthusiastically.

"What are those?" Bardock asked, sitting up from leaning against his mate.

"'Sugar rocks' and 'blood of the gods'." Vegeta provided.

Four Saiyans opened their eyes as wide as saucers and looked at Goku.

"What?" The young Saiyan shrugged.

"You... Can get... Blood of the gods?!" Bardock leaned over the table to grab Goku's gi.

"Uhhhhh, yeah?"

Bardock let go of the Saiyan's clothes and cleared his throat. "How much can ya get?"

"I dun know? A lot?"

"Do it. Bring everything ya can." The scarred Saiyan said in a serious tone.

"So what's- Validation Day?" Toma asked.

"Valentine's Day," Goku corrected, "it's a day we celebrate love on Earth by giving others small
gifts, usually a chocolate box and things like flowers. It's a way of telling our partners that we love
them."
"Oh, what a whimsical little festival. I would very much like to be a part of it." Turles sat back and
let his tail wander over Goku's thighs. The younger Saiyan swatted it away.

"You do not have any partners, and you could not possibly love them even if you did." Vegeta spat.

"Takes one to know one." Turles smiled at the Prince, making a vein pop in the Prince's temple.

"We should also call Cheelai and Lemo t' tell them it's safe t' come back." Goku took a bite out of
the tail. Broly scrunched up his face.

"I don't know if Broly's rut is over. He does smell different though." Bardock observed.

Goku smiled and snuggled underneath Broly's chin. "Our mating mighta taken care of that."

Broly started purring against Goku's head. He was still hungry, however, and after touching noses
with Goku he stood up to get some food for himself.

"Where are ya goin'?" Goku asked.

"I'm going to hunt for a bug. You can eat my portion of the tail." He smiled at his mate.

"Really?! Gee, thanks!" Goku gladly tore into Broly's portion.

"How can ya think of eating those things when we have perfectly good meat here?" Raditz shook
his head.

"It- Reminds him of a friend." Goku answered for Broly, as the larger Saiyan left. "It's
understandable that he dun wanna eat this."

"I am surprised you are eating it raw." Vegeta said lazily.

Goku swallowed a bite, "I eat raw meat sometimes. Go sleep, Vegeta. Yer tired."

"Indeed." Vegeta got up and made his way to the bed.

"I need to catch some winks myself. Vegeta kept me awake almost all night long fucking him."
Raditz faked a yawn and got up, "thank you for the meal." He said to nobody in particular and left
after his future mate.

Goku blushed at his brother's words. The bond he shared with Vegeta might very well be an
inconvenience for them at times.
 The Royal Circle
Chapter Notes

Thank you Meagan for reminding me that Vegeta actually has a family he should visit
XD

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Goku teleported later that day to Earth to ask Bulma for more provisions and enough chocolates for
seven full blooded Saiyans. Bulma had immediately questioned Goku's sanity.

"Son, do you even KNOW what chocolates do to Saiyans?"

Goku tilted his head, "no?"

"Tell me, have you ever had a box of chocolates and then gotten extremely... Needy?"

"Needy? Um, no." Goku tried remembering all those times he'd had chocolates. The last time he
shared a box was with Vegeta and then they had... "Oh."

Bulma watched as Goku's entire body glowed red. "See? You sure you want to be close to six
incredibly horny Saiyans, Son?"

"Ehehehehe...." If only Bulma knew just how close they had all become. "We'll be fine, Bulma.
My dad- Mom... Bardock said t' bring a lot of them." Goku scratched the back of his head.

"Hmph." Bulma sighed. She was anything but stupid, and Vegeta had taught her a lot about Saiyan
culture and how different it was from humans. She knew all about the infamous Saiyan libido.
Probably more than Goku himself.

Being the perv she was, Bulma got an idea and smiled, "of course, Son, I'll get you all the things
you need!" She winked at her childhood friend.
"Thanks, Bulma!" Goku, ever the innocent, didn't even notice the evil gleam in her eyes.

After saying hello to his friends and visiting with his kids, Goku teleported back to the cave. The
first thing that greeted him were the sounds of skin slapping against skin and high pitched moans.

"Kakarot!" Broly stopped mid thrust and pulled out of Turles' body, running to hug his mate.

"Oh, COME ON!" The dark skinned Saiyan was cock blocked again.

"What's goin' on?" Goku frowned.

"The big lug missed ya too much and Turles took advantage of the situation." Raditz informed his
little brother.

"A lot of good it did him." Vegeta chuckled at Turles' continued bad fortune.

The pirate glared daggers at the Prince.

Goku sighed and tried to calm himself down. This was normal for Saiyans. He was a Saiyan. It
was part of their culture to have many bed partners.

He reached up to kiss his mate. "I missed ya, too. Next time I'll bring ya along." He looked around
the cave, "where's 'Dock and Toma?"

"They are outside sparring. Toma is serious about becoming a Super Saiyan." Vegeta informed his
ex rival.

"HA!" Turles lay naked on his side and winked at Raditz when the long haired Saiyan looked back
at him.

Raditz gulped. He wanted a piece of that so badly. Vegeta noticed his future mate staring and
stomped on Raditz's foot.

"FUCK!" Raditz grabbed his injured foot and rubbed it. With the Prince around, he couldn't even
look at Turles.

"Oh! I wanna watch!" Goku beamed at Broly until the other smiled.

Broly placed a hand on his mate's shoulder and Goku I.T.ed them to his parents. The cave was
silent once again. The Prince sighed and got up. He was due to visit Bulma and his kids.

"Where are ya going?" Raditz asked.

"I am going to pay my Earth mate a visit. It has been a while since I have seen my circle."

Raditz made a small 'Oh' with his mouth and stayed quiet. Vegeta frowned and slightly bent over to
kiss the long haired Saiyan that was sitting down.

"I shall be right back. Stay here, and keep your hands to yourself."

Raditz whined.

The Prince sighed, it was a lost battle to keep Raditz from doing what Saiyans do. "On second
thought, I shall take awhile to come back." Vegeta pet Raditz' face, "do not let me smell him on
you."

The smaller Saiyan stepped back and focused on Piccolo's ki. He then disappeared.

"How do they do that?" Turles asked.

"It's a technique my brother learned from Yardrat. It's very convenient." Raditz stood up and
approached the nest.
Turles couldn't help but smirk at the long haired sex god. He sat up and crawled towards Raditz,
kneeling down in front of him.

"Undress me." Came the simple command.

Turles nearly whimpered. He lowered Raditz's spandex and drooled at his hardening cock as it
sprung out. He couldn't help but lick the head and moan.

"It's been so long, Raditz."

Raditz's eyes were lidded as he pet Turles' hair. "We don't have much time."

The dark skinned Saiyan grinned, "I've never been one to waste time~"

Broly and Goku were sitting on a high rock, enjoying and cheering the two elder Saiyans as they
sparred.

Bardock obviously had the advantage even though Toma was pouring his life into the fight. Once
upon a time, Toma was stronger than Bardock, but apparently, the older Saiyan got better zenkai
boosts and got them more often than the rest of his crew when they went on hard missions, seeing
as he always charged into battle head first, albeit with deadly strategies.

Bardock was a reckless Saiyan, maybe that's why he was so strong, Toma thought as he went
crashing to the ground, leaving a sizable dent.

"Ya had enough punishment, Toma?" Bardock smirked and cracked his knuckles.

Toma coughed and spit blood out, "not- Nearly enough!" He tried getting up but his body failed
him.

Bardock powered down and flew over to where his mate lay. He offered a hand, "that's enough for
today."
"No, I need to get- NG! Stronger." Toma winced as he was lifted from the crater.

"Ya won't get stronger if ya die." Bardock swiped hair off Toma's face.

"But I'll get a zenkai boost if I'm close to dying!"

Bardock shook his head and cupped his mate's cheek, "those are too dangerous. There's always a
chance that ya won't make it, and I can't risk losing ya again." He brought their lips together and
kissed Toma sweetly.

Goku smiled watching his parents make out. They were made for each other and their love
showed, even though they never spoke the words. He glanced at Broly and saw he was wistfully
observing the older Saiyans pour affection on each other.

"Hey." Goku pecked Broly's lips, "we're mates just like they are." His tail curled around Broly's
and Goku started purring.

Broly smiled and captured Goku's lips in a more passionate kiss. He just couldn't get enough of
him. To think that once upon a time they were enemies.

Vegeta flew towards Capsule Corp. after startling Piccolo half to death and leaving the Namekian
cursing after him. He touched down on the balcony of his room and opened the floor to ceiling
windows. He stepped inside and took a deep breath. It smelled so clean in here, so fresh. He
reached out with his ki in search of Bulma and found her in the lab. He smirked evilly and
teleported to her.

"AH, FUCK ME SIDEWAYS!" Bulma screeched when she saw her husband materialize out of
thin air. She almost fell off her chair but Vegeta was quick to catch her.

Vegeta could now see the appeal of randomly teleporting to others if only to scare them half to
death.
"Jesus Christ, will you give a woman a warn-" Vegeta cut her banter short with a kiss.

When they parted Bulma had completely forgiven the transgression. "To what do I owe your
visit?" She said dreamily.

"Can I not visit my family?"

"You can! But you've been gone for such a long time, I never know when you're coming back, or
the occasion."

Vegeta winced, Bulma was right. Vegeta came and went as he pleased, and now that he was going
to have a breeding mate...

"Bulma, do you remember Raditz?"

"You mean when he came to Earth or what you've told me about him?"

"What I have told you. There will be a change in our situation..."

Bulma's eyes widened, "he didn't! He accepted? You're going to become mates at last?" She was
very excited for her husband's happiness.

Vegeta smirked, "if it is acceptable to you, I would like for the two of you to get acquainted."

"You- You're asking me for permission?" Bulma took a step back and regarded her husband, "ok,
who are you and what have you done with Vegeta?"

"Hmph, funny."

"Seriously, what's come over you?" Bulma quirked an eyebrow.

The Prince sighed and signaled them to move to a more comfortable place. They went to the living
room and Vegeta poured a copious amount of liquor in a glass for Bulma. He took the rest of the
bottle for himself.

"Take it," he offered her the drink, "you are going to need it." Vegeta then explained everything
that had happened; Broly's rut, how they had to revive Goku's parents, how he bonded with Goku,
and Turles joining the gang.

By now, Bulma had finished her glass and gently took the half full bottle from Vegeta to drink
from it. "Yeah, Goku did mention there were more of you guys. Whoa. That's- That's a lot to take
in."

"It is. And you are doing outstandingly. I could not have asked for a better human mate."

The blue haired woman blushed, "oh, stop. It's partly because I'm more open minded about these
kind of things."

"Would you be opened to a threesome with Raditz?" Vegeta spurted out before he could stop
himself.

Bulma blushed from head to toe and took a long sip of the bottle. She vaguely remembered Raditz
being a strong, tall, long haired, handsome- "Sure!" She hiccuped. "I'll just need to be drunk the
first few times before I open up to him more. He did threaten us after all. He owes all of us an
apology."

Vegeta smiled and kissed her, "and this is why I married you."

"Hahaha, because I'm a perv?" Bulma winked.

"Because you remind me so much of him. I am sure you two will get along splendidly."

Bulma huffed, "and here I thought it was because you found me irresistible."

Vegeta looked at her heatedly, "I do find you irresistible. You have your own merits, Bulma, and
even though you drive me crazy most of the time, I feel drawn to you and your ways." Vegeta ran a
gloved hand through her blue hair.

"Mmmm~" Bulma smiled widely, "I think I'm drunk, my Prince."

"Let us get you into bed then."

The Prince got up from Bulma's king size bed. He picked up his clothes that were strewn around
the master bedroom and put them on.

"Must you go?" Came Bulma's sleepy voice.

"I must visit our kids. And then return to Vampa. I left Raditz alone with Turles and I do not wish
them to get too comfortable with each other."

"Well then, it was nice having you over." She snuggled into her pillow.

Vegeta gazed upon her naked figure a while longer before leaving in search of his kids.

It was very late by the time Vegeta returned to Vampa. The pack was already curled up in the nest.
The Prince gently climbed onto the bed next to Raditz, he smelled his lover and found no trace of
Turles' scent. Raditz must've taken at least three showers. Vegeta smiled and lay down to rest.

Goku was the first out of the pack to wake up. He was super excited for today. Valentine's and
Halloween were two of his favorite holidays after all. Maybe it was the high sugar diet that came
with the celebration.
 He sat up and shouted, "Happy Valentine's day, everyone!"

Chapter End Notes

Sorry if the chapter seemed 'hurried' at the end. i reached and went over the 1500 word
mark and I had to cut down on details ORZ

Anyways, happy Valentine's day! Enjoy whether you're alone or with loved ones <3
Don't eat too much candy.

Missing Scene:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42116867#workskin
 For Science
Chapter Notes

WARNING!
This chapter is pure filth >< I have a very dirty mind ORZ

Thank you, Ishizu, for giving me ideas for dialogue :D

Turles was giving himself a tongue bath when his lookalike greeted everyone. He rolled his eyes
and put on a cheery facade.

"What are we to respond to that?"

"Oh! Ya just wish a Happy Valentine's Day back."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Kakarot." Turles faked a smile.

Goku's grin illuminated the room. He got up to I.T. back to Bulma's place, by now she must've had
everything ready for him to bring back. A hand on his arm stopped him.

"Are you leaving again?" Broly asked.

"Just for a little bit. Wanna come with me?"

Broly quickly nodded his head.

"Well, get dressed and we'll get goin'!" Goku smiled at his mate.

As soon as Broly was done, Goku teleported them to Piccolo.

"Why is it you insist on using my ki as a beacon. There are plenty of other strong energy signals
around." The Namekian grumbled.

"Yours is the one I'm most familiar with." Goku scratched the back of his head. "Anyways, see ya
later, Piccolo!" Goku took Broly's hand and they took off towards Bulma's place.

"Hmph! I should start charging." Piccolo grumbled.

They arrived at Capsule Corp. and Broly didn't have enough eyes to look at everything around him.
Goku rang the doorbell and waited for Bulma to answer.

"Son! You're here. I got the stuff ready for you- Who's this?"

"This is my mate, Broly!" Goku said cheerfully.

"Mate?!" Bulma shouted. She was more concerned about the fact that Goku and Broly were mated,
rather than Broly himself. She remembered the name from the ultimate battle her husband and
Goku had against this powerful Saiyan.

"Hehehe, yeah. It kinda just happened."

Bulma looked at the two Saiyans and quickly ushered them inside.

Once the door was closed, Bulma leaned against it. "Vegeta didn't tell me you had a mate, Son.
Are you breeding mates?"

"Yeah! How'd ya know?"

"Well, I can see a bite on Broly's shoulder. Do you have a bite too?" Bulma pointed at Goku.
Goku reached for his collar and pulled it to the side, revealing his bite mark.

Bulma squealed, "I'm so happy for you, Son! It's about time too."

Goku chuckled and grabbed the back of his head.

"So, Broly. Are you good to him? Treating him right?" Bulma winked at the taller warrior.

Broly smiled, "he's told me the sex is good."

"BROLY!" Goku's entire body turned red.

"Oooooh, just good? Not great?"

Broly looked at Goku with a questioning face.

Goku closed his eyes and frowned, still blushing, "the sex is great..." He scratched his cheek.

Bulma smirked, and Goku could've sworn she looked like Vegeta when he was in a predatory
mood.

"I require some sort of payment for helping you out so much, Son Goku, and I think I've come up
with a good way for you to return all the favors you owe me."

"Eheheh~" Goku didn't like where this was going.

"I wanna watch. For science. I wanna see what this 'knotting' looks like. Vegeta can explain just so
much but I require visual aid as well. I assume Broly is a..." Bulma snapped her fingers several
times, "a latcher?"

Goku thought he might die. He paled and had to take a seat.

"C'mon, Son. You're a Saiyan! What better way to repay your friend than to give her a little show?
You don't mind, dontcha, Broly?"

"Mind what?" Broly asked in his sweet voice.

"Having sex with your mate in front of me so I can learn more about you Saiyans and how you
reproduce." She winked at him.

"I'll have sex with Kakarot anywhere." He smiled.

"Perfect! It's settled then. You two, come with me. Then I'll give you all the goodies I've packed
for you."

Goku had no other choice but to roll with it.

"Vegeta must never know." He begged Bulma.

"Aww, Son, I share everything with my husband. No can do, buddy." Bulma clicked her tongue as
she set up several cameras around the room. They were in the lab, of all places, and Bulma had set
up a cot for them to use, and most likely break.

Goku watched as the scientist readied a weird looking machine that kind of resembled a computer.
"What is that thing?" He asked nervously.

"It's an ultrasound machine. So I can see what's going on inside."

"Will it hurt?!" Goku started panicking.

"Not at all." Bulma smiled sweetly. "I just put some gel on your belly, and take this transducer,"
she held the piece up for the Saiyans to see, "and rub it along your belly. It's totally safe and you
won't feel a thing."

"Bulma... Do ya really need t' do this?"

"Yes! How else am I supposed to make better toys? Vegeta is a locker so he couldn’t help me
much. But now I have the perfect opportunity to study you guys!"

Goku cursed the inquisitive scientific minds.

"Okay. We're all set up. Just waiting on you guys." Bulma pulled up a chair and looked expectantly
at her guests.

Goku took a deep breath and lowered his pants half way.

"Take it all off, Son. Both of you."

Goku groaned and got naked, Broly followed his lead, eager to be intimate with his mate.

"Nice." Bulma hissed at them. "Gods, Broly is huge! And to think that you take all of that man
meat inside of you!"

"Yer not helpin' with the commentary, Bulma!" Goku yelled.

Bulma made a 'zip' motion above her mouth and kept quiet.

Goku, still frowning and blushing, got up on the cot and spread his legs. His mate kissed him and
rubbed their dicks together. Little by little, Goku became more aroused. Two fingers found his
mating entrance and worked him open. The smaller Saiyan choked and buried his face in Broly's
neck, breathing hard. When Broly deemed him ready, he positioned himself at Goku's breeder and
pushed in. Goku bit his lips to try and keep his moans in. It was embarrassing enough to have his
friend watch them, but Goku would be damned if he let her see just how much he enjoyed having
Broly inside him.

Once Broly was all the way in, he started moving and with each thrust, Goku found it harder and
harder to keep quiet.
Broly touched the tip of his nose to Goku's and looked at him with a puzzled expression. His mate
was being unusually silent. Maybe he wasn't doing a good enough job. Broly grabbed Goku's legs
and pushed them towards Goku's head, he angled himself better and started thrusting harder.

Goku had tears in his eyes from keeping all the sounds in. Broly frowned. He started powering up.

"Broly, NO!"

His mate grew in size, his muscles got bigger and his thrusts became stronger. It didn't take more
than a few thrusts to break the cot and the Saiyans fell to the floor. Broly didn't mind. He kept
fucking Goku vigorously until the smaller Saiyan couldn't take it anymore and let out a long and
loud moan.

"Fuck, YES!" Goku threw his head back and Broly smirked.

Bulma blushed. She'd never heard her friend use such colorful language. Not that she was
complaining.

Broly had Goku almost bent in half and kept pounding into his hole non stop. Eventually, they
both reached the end and Broly knotted Goku, both Saiyans howling in pleasure as their genitals
became interlocked.

"Is it- Is it done?" Bulma sounded out of breath.

"Y-yeah." Goku tried wiping his semen off of his stomach, he was embarrassed at the sheer
amount he ejaculated.

Bulma got up and ran to the ultrasound machine. She grabbed the lube and spread it over Goku's
lower abdomen and placed the transducer on his belly. She moved it around until she had a clear
visual of the knot on the screen.

"Look up. This is how you two look like on the inside."

Goku blushed deeper as he saw his womb being spread open by Broly's dick. The dick in question
was still pulsing inside him.

Broly lifted an eyebrow at the image and tugged on their connection. He watched as the head of his
shaft pulled Goku's cervix down.
"Broly!" Goku whined, "stop movin'!"

Broly didn't listen. He was too astonished at what he was seeing, he couldn't believe that was them
on the screen. He pulled harder and watched as the knot pulled Goku's entire womb towards the
bottom.

Goku shouted his mate's name.

"Oh, wow! Can you pull out some more?" Bulma asked, changing from watching the screen to
watching the live action.

Broly complied and pulled out as much as he could, the base of Goku's cervix could now be seen
though his breeder, still pulsing, still milking the large cock.

"Damn." Bulma wiped a bit of drool from her mouth.

"Brooooolyyyyyyyy~" Goku whined as another smaller orgasm wracked his body.

The bigger Saiyan pushed back inside to relieve his mate of the pressure. Bulma looked back at the
screen and took more mental notes of how the glans looked like swollen inside Goku's womb. She
now had a better idea of how to make the perfect toys for Vegeta... Maybe for the others as well.

"So how long does it take before you release him, Son?"

"Sometimes it takes a few minutes. One time it took like an hour."

"Huh." Bulma's mental gears were going a mile a minute. "Which one feels better?"

Goku gulped, "it depends. Sometimes it can get kinda sore if yer knotted for a long time, but ya
also feel closer t' yer partner. But if ya release sooner, then ya get t' have sex again sooner."

"Do you know what Vegeta prefers?"

Goku blushed, he remembered seeing the Prince and Raditz together where Vegeta would release
him after a long time, versus when Vegeta was with Broly where he would release him much
sooner. "I think Vegeta prefers it when it lasts longer."

Bulma hummed and got up, taking the transducer with her. She gave Goku a few paper towels for
him to wipe off the lube.

It took a long time for Goku to finally release Broly, and when he did, Bulma handed him the
backpack full of capsules for him to take home. She winked at him and left the two Saiyans to get
dressed.

Goku and Broly came out of the lab, Goku had his face lowered in shame, and Broly was happy
with himself.

"You guys ready to take off?"

"Yeah..." Goku rubbed the back of his head.

"Hey. It was for science, okay? Think about how much happier Vegeta will be when I finish
building him an accurate Saiyan knotting dildo." Bulma winked at her childhood friend. "You did
me a great favor!"

"I'll be okay." Goku accepted Bulma's hug.

"It was nice to meet you, Broly." Bulma waved at the larger Saiyan as they parted, "Take care of
this one for me."

"I will." Broly smiled back at her.

The two Saiyans teleported and Bulma was left alone with her thoughts. She pulled out a cigarette,
lit it, and took a nice long drag.

"Damn, that was hot..."

 The Blood of the Gods
Chapter Notes

Thank you, Ishizu, for all your help in this chapter. You are a blessing in my life ><

Thank you, sweetcherryjewel, for that chancla meme idea XD

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Broly and a still mortified Goku teleported to Vampa with their recently acquired provisions. Goku
used Vegeta's ki to I.T. them nearby, his energy signature was even easier to find now that they
were bonded. Goku quickly dashed inside the cave to send Cheelai and Lemo the 'ok, it's safe'
message so they could join in the celebration. He figured it had been long enough a wait to see if
Broly's rut was over. Once he sent the message and left the backpack Bulma gave him on the nest,
he left the cave and went with Broly to see what the others were up to.

Bardock, Raditz, and Turles were seated watching Vegeta and Toma spar. The Prince was beating
the absolute crap out of the other Saiyan in order to get Toma to where he wanted to be.

"About time ya two showed up." Bardock was chewing on a white stick when Goku and Broly
approached the others. "What took ya so long?"

Goku blushed, but before he could say anything, he noticed Bardock had something in his mouth.
"Why are ya chewin' on my toothbrush?"

Bardock crossed his eyes to look at the stick in his mouth, "is that what this thing is? Kid, ya got a
lot to learn about Saiyans. We use ki and our own saliva to clean our teeth, and we have perfect
dentition. All of us. I've seen a few soldiers from different species with rotting teeth. It's disgusting.
I'll teach ya how to do it sometime."

Goku nodded and then pulled his toothbrush from his carrier's mouth. It was still disturbing to
watch his toothbrush being used by someone else, even if Bardock was chewing on the end.

"Hey!" Bardock tried to take it back.

"I have better things ya can put in yer mouth."

Bardock stared at Goku and quirked an eyebrow.

Goku realized what he just said.

"I MEAN- I brought candy- Sugar rocks and other sweets we can eat!" Goku blushed and waved
his hands in front of him.

"Ya sure about that?" Bardock leered at his cub.

"I- I'm not really in the mood for that..." Goku was still worked up from having had sex in front of
his childhood friend.

Just then, Vegeta delivered a nearly fatal blow to Toma's back and the older Saiyan dropped to the
ground. His spine was broken.

"I'd appreciate it if ya returned my mate to me ALIVE!" Bardock turned to yell at the Prince.

Vegeta harrumphed and floated down towards the fallen Saiyan. "Open your mouth." He pulled out
a Senzu bean and placed it in Toma's mouth. After visiting his family, Vegeta had passed by
Korin's tower and luckily, the plant had produced more beans. Vegeta had taken all of them, much
to Korin's displeasure.

Toma chewed on the bean and his body suddenly healed all the broken bones and injuries, he felt
rejuvenated and stronger. He stood up and shook dust from his broken armor. "What the Hell was
that?"

"A Senzu bean. They help restore your body and stamina after battle. You are now one step closer
to reaching Super Saiyan. You are welcome." The Prince walked over to where the others were.
"So how did it go, Kakarot? You two took your damn time. I have been dealing with four hungry
Saiyans here while you were fooling around with Broly!"

"Hey! I blame Bulma for making me 'repay all her favors'!"

Vegeta observed his ex rival's face. The emotions going through their bond were enough for him to
connect the dots. He smirked. Then chuckled. That chuckle evolved into a full blown laugh. "Oh,
my gods, she didn't!"
"She DID. Bulma is NASTY." Goku growled.

"Hey Raditz!" Vegeta called out to his lover.

"UGH!" Goku pulled on his own hair and left the cackling prince.

Broly followed his mate into the cave, "did I do something wrong with the sex?"

"Oh, no, no, no, Broly. Ya did nothin' wrong, quite the opposite." Goku put his arms around his
mate's neck and kissed him. "It's just weird t' do those kind of things in front of friends."

"What do you do with friends then?" Broly asked. His tail shifted to the left.

"Ya talk. Play card games. Eat... Not- Not become their science project."

"Sex sounds more fun." Broly lifted an eyebrow.

Goku sighed. "Ya really are more Saiyan than I am." He grabbed the backpack and took out the
capsules tagged with 'Vday', and threw some of them, one by one, to the floor. Soon the cave was
filled with the scent of fresh baked pastries, cocoa, and sugar.

It was at this moment, his older brother decided to burst in.

"Did ya really hafta get fucked in front of a human to get all this shit?!" Raditz doubled over,
barking with laughter.

"SHUT UP!" Goku rounded on Raditz, and when the taller Saiyan didn't stop, Goku tackled him,
grappling, biting, pulling hair, anything he could do to stop the older Saiyan from mocking him.

Raditz continued laughing his ass off. He was enjoying roughhousing with his younger brother
when all of a sudden Goku stopped, grabbing his own head, and then Raditz felt pain spread over
his own head.

Bardock stood over his cubs, holding one of his boots in one hand. "Ya brats better cut it out!"

Vegeta came in, followed by Turles, still laughing at Goku's predicament.

Bardock turned to Vegeta and raised his boot. "Don't think that because yer the Prince I won't go
after ya too."

Goku got off Raditz, still rubbing his head, "thanks, 'Dock."

Bardock waved Goku off, "now tell us. What exactly did ya have to do to get all this stuff-" The
older Saiyan snorted and couldn't keep his laughter down. Raditz and Vegeta joined him.

"I hate all of ya." Goku frowned.

"Ease up on the kid, will you?" Turles tsked. "So he had to whore himself to provide for us, big
deal. I bet nobody here hasn't done the same in their lifetime."

That seemed to calm the others down. Goku stared at Turles. Had he really just stood up for him?
Turles winked at the younger Saiyan and memories of Turles sucking his ear decided to flash
before his eyes. Goku shook his head and left that train of thought alone. The other Saiyans' libido
was starting to rub off on him.

"Thanks." Goku mumbled.

"So. What goodies did ya bring us?" Bardock walked towards the blankets filled with food and
took an item from a plate. "Heh. This looks like a cock."

"W-wait- What?" Goku did a double take and looked at the cookie his carrier was holding. His
eyes widened and he looked at the rest of the food. Almost all of them were sex themed. Goku
rubbed his hand down his face. Bulma really did it this time.
"'Dock, look at this one!" Raditz held a lollipop that was shaped like a three dimensional dick.

Bardock immediately grabbed it and gave it a lick. " Mm! Mmmmm! Oh, my gods! It's a sugar
rock shaped like a dick! YES!" He started deepthroating the poor candy.

Toma grabbed the cookie Bardock was holding and gave it a bite. "Oh! Mmmm. What IS this?! It's
delicious!"

Broly was the first to sit down and start eating, the others followed. Goku couldn't help but feel
endearment at his family's excitement. He wondered if they had ever had a meal completely
comprised of sweets. Vegeta had once told him that sugar had to be imported from other planets, as
Vegetasei didn't produce any, and the fact made sweets extremely expensive. Only the upper
classes could afford them. What made this worse was the Saiyans' insatiable sweet tooth.

Raditz fanned himself while taking a bite of a lemon filled doughnut, "I think I'm gonna cry!" He
ate the rest in one bite and grabbed another.

"Oh, this is exquisite!" Turles took another spoonful of chocolate pudding and moaned.

"So where's the blood of the gods?" Toma asked. Bardock, Raditz, and Turles stopped eating.

Vegeta smirked and leaned over the food, reaching for a box of genital shaped chocolates. "Prepare
yourselves to have your minds blown."

Bardock picked one chocolate up and examined it, "and just how are we supposed to snort this?"

"SNORT?!" Goku almost choked on a frosted cock shaped cookie.

"You do not snort it. You EAT it." The Prince's smirk widened.

"WHAT?!" Four Saiyans were extremely confused about these Earth made chocolates.

On Vegetasei, a similar bean to the cocoa known on Earth was pulverized and inhaled in small
quantities. It gave Saiyans a lust high. The flavor of this powder tasted bitter and over all horrible,
so Saiyans did not eat the blood of the gods, they snorted it.

Toma leaned over and ate the chocolate Bardock was holding. He chewed it, his eyes widened, and
he covered his mouth. "'Dock. You are going to CUM from the taste of these things."

Bardock immediately snatched a chocolate from the box Vegeta was holding out and popped it in
his mouth. He swirled the chocolate in his mouth before biting into it. "M-!!! FUCK!" Bardock
pressed his hands to his already hardening dick. He savored the candy melting in his mouth. The
sweet sugary taste. The caramel filling. "MMMMMMMM~!" His cock pulsed and Bardock
released in his pants. He swallowed the chocolate and cried out as seed kept spilling from his cock.
Tears formed in his eyes and one ran down his flushed cheek. "Fuck! That tasted better than cum."
He panted.

Six sets of eyes just stared at the older Saiyan as he made a mess of himself from eating a simple
chocolate.

Vegeta laughed, then whispered into Goku's ear, "wait until the chocolate starts kicking in~ It is
going to be a fuckfest, Kakarot, and it is all thanks to you and your silly Earth holiday."

Goku whimpered, face still red from watching his carrier come in his pants. "What have I done."

The next morning, seven full blooded Saiyans were lying on the floor or on the nest, fudge,
caramel, and other fluids smeared all over their bodies, with a hangover that could kill a human
being. Their genitals throbbed and stung, their muscles cramped, their heads pounded, and their
bellies ached.

The food was all gone, only crumbs and wrappers were left strewn around the cave floor.

Two beings walked into the cave, one orange skinned, the other one green.

Cheelai waved a hand across her face, "ugh! It smells like something died in here!"

"We're going to need a new cave. This one's ruined." Lemo covered his nose. The scent of stale sex
and old food wasn't a pleasant combination.
 Cheelai searched for the switch that would turn on the lamps Goku had brought for them long ago.
She found it and turned them on. One good look around the cave and she let out a shrill scream.

Chapter End Notes

The chocolate orgy is posted in 'Vegeta's Pre-training Technique, the Missing Scenes'
^^ Just beware that it WILL contain incest and food sex.

Missing Scenes: Valentine's Day Extra Long Special [5 parts]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42132119#workskin
 Saiyan Clean up
Chapter Notes

Ok, so there's ONE paragraph that heavily implies incest. From "Speaking of," to "he'd
enjoyed it." So you can skip it ^^

Thank you, Ishizu, for helping me fix this chapter <3

Cheelai's screech echoed throughout the cave, the Saiyans collectively hissed, howled, and covered
their sensitive ears, wincing and recoiling from the shrill noise.

Goku felt horrid! Dying had been less painful. Did Whis use fat Janemba to slam dunk him on his
head?!

Around him he could hear the other Saiyans moan in agony.

"Ohh, Goddess. I think my junk's going to fall off".

"Guys… I think my innards have shifted..."

"Urrgghhhh, I've got jizz in my hair!"

Slowly, very slowly, Goku managed to open his eyes and take in the scene. The other Saiyans were
around the cave, all curled up in foetal position, covering their eyes, junk or holding their heads.

One would never think these were some of the most feared warriors in the galaxy the way they
were moaning.

Goku's groin hurt like hell. It felt like he'd had sex with a cactus rather than a group of Saiyans.

Speaking of, memories started flowing back to him as he lay there trying to get a grip on himself.
Oh, no. NO, NONONONONO! What had he done?! Or more accurate, who'd he done it with! He'd
fucked his own brother, or rather gotten fucked. And unlike the first time, he couldn't write it off as
trying to make things right between them. Not to mention… Goku closed his eyes hard and tried to
block out the images of him sucking Raditz's cock like it was made of chocolate. Oh, fuck his life!
He'd swallowed his cum, drunk it like it was milkshake. And worse of all, he'd enjoyed it.

Raising his hands to hide his face in, Goku's head throbbed fiercely again, and he decided to panic
later on. And so he lay there with throbbing junk, a killer hangover, and a cloud of shame above
him.
Vegeta could feel Goku's emotions through their bond. The young Saiyan felt shame. Vegeta
couldn't pinpoint why exactly as his brain refused to work properly. He would ask Goku later.

"And who are THESE?!" Cheelai pointed at the extra warriors as she yelled at Goku, making the
younger Saiyan squeeze his eyes shut.

"Somebody... Blast the harpy." Bardock mumbled, his face was buried in the green furs. His whole
body ached, especially his nether regions. Even his tail had a few cricks in it.

"EXCUSE ME?!" Cheelai yelled again.

"This is my- Uh, carrier, Bardock," Goku said, trying his best to sound eloquent.

Bardock raised a weak arm and waved his hand before letting it drop back on the bed.

"And this is my... Other source, Toma." Goku was out of breath after speaking.

Toma was half sitting, half lying on a chair with a hand on his head. He politely waved at the
newcomers as best he could before letting his sore arm fall back to his side.

"And how about him?" Lemo pointed to a dark skinned Saiyan hiding in the shadows.

Before Goku could speak, Turles got up, albeit stiffly, "I can introduce myself," and walked as best
he could without wobbling towards the aliens. The pink eyed ex soldier gaped at his nude body.
"I'm Turles, at your service, pretty thing~" He bowed shakily to Cheelai and grabbed her hand,
kissing it.

A purple tinge rose to her green cheeks and she brought a hand to her face, trying to cover it.

"Do not believe a word he says..." Vegeta grumbled from where he had his hurting head lain on the
table. "He is a no good liar and a swindler." Raditz made a strangled noise from the Prince's lap.
He was lain on the floor with his head propped up on Vegeta's lap, completely spent from
yesterday's chocolate orgy.
Turles placed a hand on his chest and scoffed in mock offense, "you wound me, Prince. I am sure
he..." Turles looked at Cheelai's raised eyebrow, "she will be the judge of that herself." He leaned
in close to the green woman, "you'll find I have more positive things about me that outweigh the
bad ones." Turles gave her a killer smirk, leaving her head reeling.

The scent of stale sex coming from this dark skinned Saiyan, however, made her scrunch her nose.
"You all need a shower. Immediately."

"Hmmm~ I agree." Turles let go of her hand and plopped on his small bed of furs after grabbing
some water from the big tank.

Cheelai turned her attention to Goku, "I said no sex in the cave, remember?" She turned to look at
Broly who was in the nest next to Bardock, the large Saiyan lowered his head, he hated to
disappoint others. The green ex soldier turned back to Goku, "and why are there three of you?"
She pointed to Goku, Bardock, and Turles, "is it true? Do you actually clone yourselves?"

Turles tensed at the word 'clone'. He remained silent, however, and drank his fill of water before
starting to give himself a tongue bath.

Cheelai made a face at him, but didn't let the dark Saiyan's antics deter her from her inquiry. "I've
heard rumors from Frieza about how he wanted the perfect army, but-"

"The rumors are true." Bardock got up the bed, naked, Cheelai noticed and blushed again, and
walked towards his mate. "Frieza decided to control even the way we reproduced." He sat down on
Toma's lap and the tanned Saiyan automatically started licking the nape of his neck. "The Icejins
wanted a quick way to make soldiers and they couldn't be bothered with nature's own pace. I was
one of many to be used as a model for cloning. That," Bardock pointed with his thumb at Turles
who was licking his own outstretched leg, "is my clone."

Turles sneered at Bardock's choice of pronouns.

Raditz chose that moment to sit up and saw Turles giving himself a tongue bath. The long haired
Saiyan took a deep breath, "hey, Vee? Would it be okay with ya if I helped Turles clean himself?"

Vegeta was about to answer with his default 'no', but then remembered that Turles was almost part
of the pack now since last night. "Very well, do what you need to do."
Raditz smiled and kissed his future mate's cheek and, on shaky legs, went to help the dark skinned
Saiyan.

"May I?" Raditz purred once he was crouching in front of Turles.

The other Saiyan smirked and closed his eyes for a spell, "be my guest~" He lowered his body and
opened his legs for Raditz.

Cheelai looked from Bardock and Toma to Turles and Raditz, "wha? What do you guys think
you're doing?! That's disgusting!" That earned her a few growls from some of the others.

"You would not be the first one to say that. It is how we do things. Deal with it." Vegeta said
offhandedly. Cheelai scoffed.

"We do have a shower, you know. You're welcome to use it." Lemo offered.

"And so do we. You are looking at it." The Prince replied.

"I'll gladly take a shower." Goku stood up in all his naked glory, making Cheelai look away
blushing once again, he cracked his back and walked to the capsule house. "Broly, ya comin'?"

The larger Saiyan smiled and stood up slowly, naked, covered in unspeakable bodily fluids and
chocolate. Cheelai's eyes widened as she saw his junk swing freely with every step Broly took.

"Oh, my- Merciful gods!" Blood dripped down here nose and she covered her flushed face. Broly
was completely oblivious to the scene he was causing. His hard muscles rippled as he moved
across the chamber to where Goku stood, smiling, also oblivious to the way Cheelai almost died as
he pecked Broly on the lips without thinking. She knew they had been taking care of Broly's high
sexual appetite but to actually see the sturdy, hard built warriors make out in front of her... Lemo
had to steady her as he saw Cheelai lose her footing.

He swung an arm around her shoulders and took her out of the cave to take a breath of fresh air.
"Here, sit down, Cheelai. Take deep breaths."
Cheelai took a few steadying breaths and calmed herself down, "is it bad that I find Saiyans so
attractive?"

Lemo shrugged, "they're well built. I don't blame you." He sat down next to his friend and stared
passively at a rock by his feet.

Cheelai digested those words. "Wait... Are you saying... You find them attractive too?"

Lemo's cheeks colored minimally but he waved it off, "I only admitted they were good looking.
Don't go getting any ideas in that perverted brain of yours."

Cheelai smirked a cheshire cat's smirk. "Soooooo, who do you like most?" She bumped her
shoulder against Lemo's.

The orange alien blushed harder this time and looked away.

"Oh, come on! You can tell me. I won't say a word about it to anyone."

Lemo stayed very quiet for a while longer. Cheelai was beginning to think her friend was done
talking and was about to change the subject when he spoke. "I think that new fellow, Toma? I think
he's nice to look at."

Cheelai squealed in delight and hugged her friend. "E-easy, Cheelai." Lemo tried to get her off him
but settled for accepting her affection when he concluded she wouldn't budge.

Goku and Broly finished taking a very thorough shower, plus got their sex on, much to Goku's pain
and aggravation. His breeder ached from overuse, as well as his ass, and his nipples, and his
everything. He needed a vacation. And a good spar.

Goku came out of the capsule house and used ki to dry himself off. Broly imitated him. The shower
had helped them feel a bit more alive and less like zombies.
"So who feels like sparrin'?" He said much too cheerfully.

Vegeta squinted his eyes at Goku's loud voice. His head hurt up a storm, and not even a Senzu bean
would cure that. Might as well.

"I shall take a shower, then join you outside, Kakarot." Vegeta got up and walked unsteadily
around the table, bringing him right next to Toma and Bardock basically having tongue sex about
now. "But first..." Vegeta formed a ki ring in the palm of his hand and slipped it on Bardock's cock.

"What the-" Bardock startled and pulled away from licking his mate. He looked at the ki cock ring,
"WHAT THE FU- MMMFFFM!" Another ki ring that looked a lot like a muzzle was slapped
around Bardock's mouth.

"That is what you get for that little stunt you pulled last night." Vegeta glared at the older Saiyan
and walked inside the capsule home.

"MMMUUUFFFFUUUHUH!" Bardock seethed from rage. He tried clawing the muzzle off to no
avail. The Prince's ki was much too strong. He heard Turles laughing and snapped his head
towards him, giving him a hateful glare.

"Hey, YOU are the one who ruined the White Wheel predictions. Don't look at me as if it's my
fault you got caged." Turles shrugged off Bardock's dagger glare and went back to enjoying Raditz
giving him a full tongue bath, something Turles hadn't delighted in for far too long.

Bardock turned to look pleadingly at his youngest brat. Goku shrugged, "I can't go against the
Prince, 'Dock."

Bardock closed his eyes and sighed. Toma nuzzled his chastised mate and continued cleaning him.

Not long after, Vegeta came out and the three naked Saiyans put on brand new outfits to go outside.
Broly put on his accessories and the fur over his leggings, Vegeta put on his dark blue spandex,
gloves and boots, and Goku wore his ghastly orange gi.

Toma was about done giving his upset mate a tongue bath, "we'll join you guys shortly." He said
between laps, "Raditz will still have to take care of me afterwards since Bardock's... Mouth... Is
unavailable." Toma finished the sentence and winced. The scarred Saiyan growled.
"I'm still not done with this one. He's really dirty." Raditz purred and continued licking Turles.

"More like 'you want to clean me, dirty me, and then clean me again~'" The dark skinned Saiyan
wiggled his butt against Raditz's groin, making the taller warrior purr louder.

Vegeta huffed and walked out, not sparing the others a second glance.

"Well, make sure t' join us once yer finished." Goku waved them off, grabbed the Senzu bean bag
and Broly's hand, and followed the Prince outside.
 Zenkai Power up
Chapter Notes

Thank you Ishizu for helping me with this chapter ^^

See the end of the chapter for more notes

A smart tongue licked over every muscle, every crevice, and every expanse of dark velvety skin.
Raditz licked along Turles' sides, up his arms, his legs, getting rid of all the cum, milk, and
chocolate from last night. He lapped the pirate's neck, his nipples, his abs. He turned Turles around
and started licking at his exposed back, his shoulder blades, the dip of his waste, the little dimples
right above his round ass, paying extra attention to Turles' tail and groin. By now, the pirate was
kneeling down, head on the soft furs of his small nest, panting and whimpering as Raditz ran his
tongue over the underside of his hardened shaft. Raditz finished cleaning the last bits, another job
well done.

"'Ditz~" Turles purred the name, a plea for the long haired warrior to do more to him than just
clean him.

Raditz pulled away with half lidded eyes. He had been straining to keep himself from fucking the
pliant body in front of him, but hearing his name being called out so passionately was too much for
him to resist. Grabbing his dick, Raditz slicked himself with the oil dripping out of Turles' tail
gland. Once lubed up, Raditz surprised Turles by burying himself in his ass, no preparation was
needed for this Saiyan, Turles enjoyed pain immensely.

"Ahhh! Yes! Raditz, you naughty Saiyan. Surprising me like that." Turles said breathlessly. He
wiggled his fluffy tail and caressed his lover's face with it, a loud trill burst from his chest.

Raditz hummed and enjoyed the soft feeling against his cheeks and under his chin. "Call me 'big
brother~"

A small cough coming from right above them made Raditz and Turles look up. Toma stood there
with a cocked eyebrow. "I still need to be cleaned."

"Come over here, big boy." Turles patted a place in front of him. "I'll make sure you're squeaky
clean by the time I'm done with you."
Toma scoffed humorously and sat down next to the pirate's head. Turles immediately began licking
as he was slowly fucked by Raditz.

Long thrusts, long licks. Turles started on Toma's face, down his neck, his solid pecs, his
washboard abs, until he came face to face with his cock. Turles raised his eyes to look the latcher
straight in the eye and stuck out his pink tongue to lick at the slit. He sensually curled his tongue
against the hardening shaft before engulfing it in his warm mouth and sucking.

Toma shivered and let out a long breath he was holding. Turles looked divine with his mouth
wrapped around his cock. Almost as breathtaking as Bardock. Toma couldn't help but look back at
his caged mate. He felt bad for Bardock but he got what was coming to him.

Bardock breathed heavily as he watched the three Saiyans have fun. His dick pulsed and the cock
ring started getting uncomfortable. Choosing to do what was best for him, given his predicament,
Bardock got up, put his spandex, arm warmers and leg warmers on, tied his bandanna around his
head, and left the cave.

Once outside, it wasn't hard to spot the other three Saiyans preparing for a spar. Bardock flew
towards them and sat morosely on a nearby boulder where the two alien comrades were perched.

"What's that thing on your face?" Cheelai asked, not being able to help her curiosity.

Bardock huffed and shrugged, not being able to speak.

"Is this a kinda... Game you guys play? Like- Does it turn you on?" The green skinned woman
couldn't well enough leave it alone.

Bardock furiously shook his head and growled.

"So you're being punished?"

Bardock closed his eyes and counted to ten, then nodded.

"Wow. You must've done something really bad for you to be kept from speaking."
Bardock squinted at the woman. If only she knew that Bardock couldn't care less about speaking or
not. What he really wanted was to suck cock, not be able to make small talk.

"Alright!" Goku shouted after warming up, "who's goin' against me first?"

"As the Prince, I get dibs."

"Ya okay with that, big guy?" Goku asked his mate.

Broly just nodded, "it'll be fun to watch you fight."

Goku smiled brightly at him as Broly left to sit between Cheelai and Bardock.

"Oh! Hey 'Dock, catch!" Goku threw the Senzu bag at him.

Bardock easily caught the small pouch and groaned at Goku's poor choice of words. Broly saw
how dejected the older Saiyan looked, and he carefully touched Bardock's nose with the tip of his
tail, just like he'd seen his pack mates do in the past.

Bardock flinched at first but then buried his nose in the soft fur and inhaled. He curled his own tail
around Broly's to show his acceptance of the small gesture. They turned their attention to the fight
that was about to begin.

"Ready, 'Geeta?"

"I was born ready, Kakarot." Vegeta smirked as he got into position. Goku grinned back and
crouched, ready to deliver the first attack.

The young Saiyan took off with a shout, aiming an uppercut to Vegeta's head. The Prince easily
blocked it and counterattacked with a punch and a lower kick to Goku's legs. Goku blocked and
jumped at the last second and delivered his own flurry of attacks. Most of them were dodged,
others blocked. Vegeta also attacked his ex rival for every attack he received. They were almost on
par, Goku having a slight advantage.

Soon they were powering up into Super Saiyan, and as the fight progressed, they burst into Super
Saiyan God Blue.
Broly tensed, remembering the last time he saw these two gorgeous creatures in their blue form.

Bardock could smell the stress coming off Broly and he nuzzled the larger Saiyan's shoulder,
purring and tightening his hold on Broly's tail. That calmed the wild Saiyan down some, and Broly
joined Bardock's purring.

An unpleasant memory that had been buried deep inside jumped to the front of Broly's mind at that
moment, a memory about Paragus and how he had reacted to when Broly had purred. Paragus had
been giving Broly a tongue bath when he was little, and as soon as the cub started purring, Paragus
had pulled back and slapped his cheek hard.

"You don't purr with me. EVER."

Broly never purred again. Until Kakarot.

Cheelai and Lemo's cheering dispelled the rest of that memory and Broly turned his focus to the
fight.

Goku was powering up a Kamehameha attack, and Vegeta responded with a ki blast of his own.

"KAMEHAMEHAAAAA!" Goku threw the blast at Vegeta.

The Prince smirked. His ki attack faded into nothingness.

Bardock's eyes widened and he sat straight up.

Vegeta suddenly powered down to his base form and the blast hit him full force. The smaller
Saiyan crashed into the ground, forming a crater from the impact of his body and Goku's attack.

"VEGETA!" Goku screamed, both in pain and concern, and zoomed to where Vegeta's still form
rested. Goku hurt everywhere, the bond wasn't being kind to him this time. Goku could feel the
Prince's sheer pain. "Vegeta! Why would ya do such a thing, ya idiot!"

Vegeta coughed up a lot of blood, "I think- I overdid it." He said weakly and gave Goku a meek
lopsided smile.

Bardock dashed to them as fast as he could in his base form to give Goku the Senzu beans. Goku's
trembling hands fumbled with the tie, until Bardock placed a hand on his youngest cub's hands and
took the bag from him. He pulled out a bean but Vegeta wasn't moving any more. Bardock's ki
cages dissipated.
"'Geeta?" Goku felt their bond growing dimmer. "No, no, no, no..." Goku took the bean from
Bardock and chewed it. He then placed his mouth on the Prince's and passed it to Vegeta. He
pushed it down his throat as far as he could and waited.

He felt nothing. Where the bond was always thrumming with his partner's energy, now he felt
emptiness. His vision started blurring. Goku massaged Vegeta's throat. Still nothing.

"COME ON, VEGETA!"

Bardock placed a sympathetic hand on his distraught cub's shoulder. "Kakarot..."

"NO! He can't- He can't leave me!"

Broly arrived and Lemo and Cheelai were hot on his trail.

"Is he okay?" Cheelai asked once she reached the Saiyan warriors.

Goku turned broken eyes to her but no words came out.

They waited.

Nothing.

Then, a small tingling sensation started thrumming in the back of Goku's skull, as if a small lit
match was trying hard to illuminate vast darkness. Goku turned to look at his bond mate, "'Geeta?"

The Prince groaned and opened his eyes. He felt agony that was not his being washed over by
relief, and a few other emotions he was too disoriented to pinpoint.

"'GEETA!" Goku clung to the smaller Saiyan and buried his face in Vegeta's chest, "DUN EVER
DO THAT AGAIN!" Goku's whole body shivered.

Vegeta was stricken by his sparring partner's raw emotions. Goku was in a complete turmoil. The
Prince slowly raised his arms and hugged his long time friend and companion. His bonded mate.
 "I am here, Kakarot. I am not going anywhere."

Goku still looked scared witless. "Yer really okay?"

"Kakarot, I assure you, I shall be fine."

Goku sighed, "thank Kami." He then slapped Vegeta.

"OOOWWW!"

"That's for scarin' me t' death!"

"We have the Dragon Balls, you know." Vegeta spat.

"But I'd hafta wait until they're active and I dun- I…"

"You do not wish to be without me for so long?" Vegeta cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

Goku blushed. "Just- Dun do any crazy things like that again."

That wasn't a 'no', Vegeta counted this as a small victory. The way Kakarot had reacted to his
almost death was very telling of what he felt for the Prince. Maybe, if Vegeta played his cards
right, he would have two breeding mates and not just one. After all, as the Prince, it was his duty to
help increase their numbers as much as possible. He smiled to himself and thought about Kakarot
round with cub and with more cubs running around his feet. With his nurturing nature Kakarot
would properly end up as the main carrier in the pack. His race needed new cubs and between
Kakarot, Broly and himself, the cubs had a good chance of being much more powerful than the
previous generations.

Only time would tell.

Chapter End Notes

Paragus was terrible with Broly. I hate him so much ><
 Back to Square One
Chapter Notes

Ishizu helped me write this chapter, so Imma just add her as a co-author XD

The group returned to the cave after the foul-up with Vegeta, Goku was being extra attentive with
the Prince.

"I am fine, Kakarot." The small Saiyan reassured him for the upteenth time. He shooed his rival
away and they made their way to the cave. As they got closer, they could make out sounds of
pleasure coming from inside.

"I swear if he is fucking that no good clone…" Vegeta walked faster inside and stopped as soon as
he saw his future mate and Toma spitroasting a very lust addled Turles.

"I have told you not to cavort with the likes of him!" Vegeta spat.

The red handed Saiyans snapped their heads towards the angry Prince.

Raditz gulped. "But- I was just- Ya said I could-"

"If you could only feel how WRONG his ki is, you would stay away from that synthetic Saiyan!"
Turles would've scowled at the smaller Saiyan had it not been for his mouth being stuffed full of
cock. "I said you could clean him, not use him as a dick glove." Vegeta winced and grabbed his
head. He was still not a hundred percent from that major recovery and discreetly leaned against
Goku's supporting body.

"What's wrong?" Toma asked.

"While ya three were busy fucking, Vegeta almost got blasted to Hell by Kakarot." Bardock
growled. He was not happy to see his mate's dick buried in Turles' mouth, and the facial
expressions Toma couldn't hold back... Bardock's hackles rose.
"He- What?!" Raditz's arousal was instantly killed and he pulled out of Turles, much to the pirate's
irritation.

Toma pulled out as well and they both made their way to Vegeta's side. Turles growled and
decided to take care of himself before showering the Prince with attention, like the others were
doing.

The Saiyans all crowded around Vegeta, much to his annoyance. He tried to wave them off to no
effect. Goku carefully guided Vegeta to the still dirty nest. Cleaning would have to come later. He
gently lowered Vegeta onto the crusty furs, and looked him over once more out of concern. The
now partially stiff furs dug into his back as Vegeta lay down.

"The furs are poking me…"

Goku scrunched his nose. "We'll do a total clean up as soon as ya recover, 'Geeta. I promise"

"I have already recovered, you fool. You are making a big deal out of this." Vegeta huffed.

Goku replied, "usually ya go on about not gettin' treated like royalty, and then ya complain when
ya get it."

"It may seem some of your humility has rubbed off on me."

Goku smirked, "or ya just dun like gettin' it because ya got yer ass beat."

"Oh, snap!" Bardock looked away. Kakarot was about the only Saiyan who could get away with
talking to the Prince like that.

Vegeta sneered at Goku but couldn't help a bark of laughter. "I would like to see you take on a
Super Saiyan God Blue Kamehameha wave in your base form."

Goku snorted and kneeled down on the crusty nest, he leaned forward and gently kissed Vegeta.
"Glad yer ok, Vegeta."
The smaller Saiyan smirked and touched his ex rival's face with a gloved hand, "you are such a
softie, Kakarot."

Now Goku laughed. "I guess, that and Bulma woulda skinned me alive if ya'd croaked because of
one of my attacks."

"She'd find a way too, you know it."

"So what exactly happened?" Raditz asked, he was a bit miffed at Vegeta and Kakarot's two person
dialogue and he was curious to know just what had happened. He moved closer to where Vegeta
and Kakarot where to check on Vegeta.

Goku's body froze when Raditz got close. Something which didn't escape Vegeta. He tried to use
the bond to analyse what Goku was feeling. A mix of shame and guilt was roaring down the bond
and Vegeta almost recoiled physically. He mentally sighed. So much for progress.

Humans and their weird notions. Not for the first time Vegeta cursed the semi-brainwashing that
had happened to such a magnificent Saiyan warrior. He had a pretty good idea about what was
causing the feelings. Bulma had been helpful explaining the differences between Saiyan sex lives
and human sex lives. And among humans, incest was a big NO-NO. So wrong, that seemingly it
didn't even need to be taught to kids, you simply knew.

Bulma had also explained that the incest taboo stemmed from birth defects that inbred human
children had, something Saiyan cubs had no problem with thanks to their genetic structure.

While Vegeta could understand not having cubs with family members under those circumstances,
it didn't seem logical to rule out sex completely.

He was even more confused when he was told that the one exception to this, historically, was
within royal lines. Why would they deliberately sire their rulers with defects?

Humans didn't make any sense as far as he was concerned. Which sadly caused his bonded mate to
be pulled in two directions. He looked up at Goku again, who'd now shuffled out of the way and
was standing a few feet away, eyes flickering between him and his brother. He'd try to find a way
to mend this later, but now he had to reassure his future mate.

Vegeta petted Raditz's long soft hair. "I wanted to get a Zenkai power boost. I underestimated
Kakarot's attack. I died and came back thanks to the Senzu beans."

Raditz choked and threw himself at his chosen. He held the smaller Saiyan tight.

Vegeta tried to comfort him the best he could. Just his luck that both brothers had inherited the
'sap-gene'.
Meanwhile Goku was standing a bit away, struggling with his own thoughts. The logical part of
him knew he'd done nothing wrong, but the little voice that always berated him when he didn't act
'human' enough around his friends and wife, was screaming at him.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned his head and looked into Raditz's concerned
face. By reflex Goku shrugged out of the hold fast. Raditz froze, hand still hanging in the air.

A look of hurt came over his face and he stepped back. Goku felt his heart sink into his stomach
when he saw that look, but he didn't know how to handle this, or what had happened, it'd been too
much too fast. So he turned around and headed towards the cave entrance under the worried looks
of the pack, except Raditz who was looking at the ground. The general thoughts of the pack could
be summed up as such: 'well, fuck!'

"Bardock. Come here." The Prince's tired voice interrupted the group's ruminations.

The scarred Saiyan made his way to the Prince. "Yer Highness?" Bardock gasped as he felt Vegeta
fondle the front of his leggings. He chuckled nervously, "ya sure ya wanna get frisky right now? I
mean, ya just basically came back from the dead and-" Bardock stopped in his tracks and looked
down. A new ki ring had replaced the old one and Bardock seethed. "Yer not getting my mouth."
He said dangerously and distanced himself from the Prince.

Vegeta only laughed, albeit weakly. He was too tired for this shit. "Fine, fine. In fact, this way I
think it will be more of a punishment."

Bardock's tail angrily lashed out behind him. Maybe Kakarot's problems with Raditz would be able
to distract him.

He made his way towards the exit, about to go after his youngest cub, when Vegeta's voice
stopped him in his tracks. "Bardock, stop! Leave him to think a bit. You do not understand the
human culture enough to fix this."

The scarred Saiyan turned around angrily and was about to object but stopped when he saw Vegeta
looking at him and then over at a distraught Raditz in that 'do something' -way.

The tip of his tail swished back and forth for a while before he went over to Raditz and gave him a
one armed hug, while gently walking him deeper into the cave to a more quiet part.

Raditz didn't understand. Everything had seemed to be going so well. Things had slowly been
getting better after he let Goku top him, excluding the period where Goku was jealous about
Vegeta picking Raditz as a mate, and the party seemed to have taken down those last walls
between them, so why were they suddenly back up again? Like no progress had ever been made?
He stood there motionless for a while, when he felt an arm around him, he looked to his side and
found Bardock there. He let himself be led deeper into the cave. Glad to be away from the curious
eyes of the pack.

"Baba, why? I don't understand…"

Bardock reached up and hugged his cub tighter. "I'm not sure, cub. I can only assume that yer
brother's human influence kicked back up and he's trying to accept what happened." He looked
Raditz in the eyes. "Listen, brat, ya did nothing wrong, ya hear me? Nothing." Raditz looked
slightly down into his carrier's eyes. "Right now, yer both a bit lost. But I'm sure that ya'll find each
other again. So have courage and be strong, ok? I know ya hoped to be close again, but yer brother
will need some more time to get his head straight on again."

"I thought we moved past that. What happened at the party was-"

"Because of all the gods' blood we had. His inhibitions were lowered. He was free to be himself,
which means his Saiyan part is in there, we just gotta find a way to bring it out without having to
resort to aphrodisiacs.

"It seems that what he found scared him, and now he's unsure of who he is. But there's little we can
do 'cept be here when he tries to come back." Bardock reached up and cupped his cub's face with
one hand, trying to offer some comfort.

An idea popped up in Bardock's head. It would be risky, but it might work. Or it'd fail
spectacularly. Make it or break it, as one might say. Now the tricky parts: preparations and
convincing his youngest cub to go along with it.
 A Spy's Torment
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

Thank you, my co-author Ishizu, for helping me with this chapter XD

See the end of the chapter for more notes

A cold tail touched his face gently, in contrast to the painful gadgets that were slowly tearing his
flesh apart.

"Now, now, little renegade. We don't want you losing consciousness again. What's the fun if I can't
hear your delectable screams?"

The machine tightened a fraction, and muscles were pulled apart. An ear-splitting scream echoed in
the almost empty room.

"F-fuck you, Frieza." The prisoner spat in a hoarse voice, tired from yelling, blood drops fell from
his mouth.

The cold hearted lizard tsked, "it's like you enjoy being tortured." The Icejin signalled a soldier to
tighten the machine another notch. Another pain filled cry was ripped out of the tortured being's
throat.

"You've failed me too many times, monkey. Tell me why I shouldn't just kill you."

The prisoner managed a lopsided smirk, "cuz- You get off- From seeing others in p-pain."

"And you, it may seem, get off on the pain I'm dealing you." Frieza touched the tip of the Saiyan's
dripping erection.

The Saiyan recoiled, trying to distance himself from those cold fingers. "Don't f-flatter yourself."
He panted.
The Icejin hummed, "no. I don't kill you because I have another use for you. There is something I
need your help with. It's a very easy task. Even a stupid monkey like yourself can manage." Frieza
signaled for the soldier to tighten the machine more. The cracking of joints could be heard
followed by screams of pure agony.

Turles woke up with a start. He was sweating cold and breathing hard. He looked around, trying to
recognize where he was. He was in the middle of a big nest, with other Saiyans around him. His
pack. He was safe.

Slowly, as to not disturb the others, he got up to have a drink of water. Big gulps of water poured
down his throat as the pirate's thoughts wandered. He was here on a mission, not to make nice with
others of his kind. He turned around and almost had a heart attack coming face to face with his
younger lookalike.

"Kakarot- The fuck?!" He whispered angrily.

"Ya ok, Turles? It seemed ya were havin' a nightmare."

Turles harrumphed, "it's none of your concern."

"It is now that yer part of the pack, well, almost. Ya matter."

"Oh, so NOW I matter." Turles chuckled humorlessly.

Goku frowned and crossed his arms, clearly not willing to let the subject drop.

"Look, not everyone has had an easy going life. I sometimes get nightmares. It's not a big deal. So
let it go." Turles finished the cup of water and made his way back to his bed.

"I hope one day ya can trust us enough t' open up." Goku spoke to his back.
Turles paused, "Saiyans don't do that sort of thing. We keep certain things private."

Goku sighed as he watched Turles settle in the nest. He shook his head. Something was obviously
bothering the dark skinned Saiyan. Goku would talk about this to Bardock, he'd know what to do
about his clone.

Morning came and the Saiyans slowly woke up, Cheelai and Lemo were the first ones to get up
and began preparing breakfast since it was their turn today, and they still had a lot of provisions
left over from the time they left Vampa for Broly's rut and went 'shopping'.

Cheelai finished setting up the table, wondering about all the scratch marks on its surface, as the
other warriors got cleaned and dressed. Cheelai had been adamant in making the Saiyans wear
clothes while Lemo and she were around. The Saiyans had grudgingly agreed, even though some of
them would constantly 'forget'.

The meal went by fast and soon the group was split into different activities. Vegeta left with Toma
to keep training him, Turles and Raditz were talking to Broly about something, Lemo and Cheelai
both wore horrified expressions on their faces, and Bardock was making something out of leather.

Bardock had used some of the green beasts' hide from Turles' nest and was cutting pieces of it with
ki when his younger cub approached him.

"Can we talk?" Goku asked.

"Sure. Wanna go outside?" At Goku's nod, Bardock left his craft and exited the cave with his cub.

When they were away from the others Goku spoke, "something's wrong with Turles."

Bardock let out a bark of laughter, "there are many things wrong with that walking disaster. Be
more specific."

"Last night, he woke up from a nightmare. Not just any nightmare, this one felt… Real? I don't
know why I can feel it."
"It's called pack intuition. Now that Turles is becoming part of the pack, we'll be able to feel him
better, understand him, if you will."

"Somethin's not right." Goku squinted.

"I've noticed it too. His mannerisms are different. Best thing we can do is confront him about it at
the right time. He won't be an easy nut to crack though." Bardock placed a hand on his brat's
shoulder, "but all in due time."

Goku nodded and both returned to the cave.

The first thing Goku saw was Broly pressing on his chest and a bunch of milk squirting out and
onto the floor. Blood poured out of Goku's nose.

"There ya go! Ya can finally milk yerself." Raditz proudly patted his pupil on the back.

"It's best not to let it go to waste." Turles got up from the nest and practically sat on Broly's lap,
suckling the milk pouring out.

"Oh, my gods! That's…" Cheelai blushed as he saw the dark Saiyan happily drinking Broly's milk.

"Disgusting? Yeah, yeah, we've heard that before. If the milk builds up the pressure can become
very painful and it can lead to other problems if ya don't take care of it." Raditz explained.

"I was going to say fascinating, but yeah, it's kinda gross too if you think about it."

"Ya can't say it's gross if ya haven't tried it." Bardock interrupted the group.

Cheelai froze, then looked at Turles, sucking vigorously. Curiosity was winning her over.

She brought an unsure finger to the nipple that was unoccupied, "may I?" She asked her friend.

Broly smiled and nodded, he even puffed his chest out more.
Cheelai dabbed her finger in some of the milk dripping down Broly's chest and brought it to her
mouth. Never let it be said she wasn't open minded.

She sampled the flavor. It actually wasn't bad. Cheelai tentatively leaned over and licked the milk
trail to get a better taste and 'OH, GODS!' It was good. A tingly sensation coursed through her
body the more milk she licked.

"What IS this?" She pulled away with a flushed face.

"Oh, I shoulda warned ya, Saiyan milk is an aphrodisiac. Not as strong as blood of the gods
though." Raditz scratched the back of his head.

Cheelai bit her lip and her eyes widened.

"It's strong enough to drive a Saiyan crazy." Turles stopped sucking and rounded on Raditz,
throwing him on the bed of dirty furs.

While the two played around with each other, Cheelai looked at Broly again, "may I… Try some
more?"

Broly started and he looked back at Goku.

"Oh! Sorry, I should be asking your mate that." Cheelai felt sheepish, she had completely forgot
that Broly had a mate now. "Is it alright?"

Goku melted at her sweet voice, "go right ahead. What's the worst that could happen?" Goku
chuckled and grabbed the back of his head. He owed Cheelai and Lemo for letting him spend time
with Broly after all. It was only fair that he humor her in something that she wanted to test.

The green woman brought her lips on Broly's nipple and sucked. Not much came out. She pulled
back with a questioning expression. Bardock decided to help her.

"Ya need to pump the milk out, like this. Put yer lips back on."
Cheelai did as told and Bardock pressed on Broly's pecs, squeezing them in rhythmic movements.
A big stream of milk suddenly filled Cheelai's mouth and she was quick to swallow. More kept
coming out and her head felt dizzy. This was not only tasty, it was addictive. The warm milk
poured down her throat and she pressed her legs together.

Lemo blushed at Cheelai's display, "I think you've had quite enough, Cheelai." He pulled his friend
off Broly's chest.

"Oh! But it's so goooood~" Cheelai moaned, milk and drool dripped down her chin. She was
completely smitten. "Goku, can I borrow your mate?"

Goku stiffened, mouth gaping open like a fish, he looked at Bardock.

"Don't look at me, brat, yer the one who decides who yer mate fucks."

Goku frowned, he really didn't want to share Broly with anyone, but he also wanted to respect his
Saiyan heritage about sharing partners. "What would ya do if it was Toma?" He asked his carrier.

Bardock laughed, "HA! Yer learning fast, cub. I would let Toma if he felt strongly about it."

"Broly? Do ya want t' go with Cheelai for a bit?" Goku looked at his mate.

Broly, being the innocent soul that he was, didn't see what the problem was, so he nodded. Cheelai
was his friend, nothing wrong could come from spending time with her. Or Lemo.

"Fine then." Goku inhaled and exhaled, "just be gentle with him?"

Cheelai smiled widely at Goku and got off the nest, dragging Broly with her to the capsule home.

Goku stood there, not knowing if he had done the right thing.

Bardock looked at where they'd entered the house, "she's gonna need one of those magic green
things after that one."
Just then, a panting, throttled Toma and a smug Vegeta entered the cave. Raditz immediately threw
Turles off as soon as he caught the Prince's scent.

"What did ya do to my mate?!" Bardock, with wind breaking speed, caught Toma before he could
fall to the floor and helped him sit on a chair.

"You ought to be thanking me, he is one step closer to transforming." Vegeta went to the water
tank to get a drink.

Goku, needing to get distracted, approached Vegeta and lifted his tail. Vegeta quirked an eyebrow
at him while he finished drinking his water. Once he was done he stepped closer to Goku, "and
you? You desire my helping hand?"

"After almost losing ya? I need some time with ya, 'Geeta."

Vegeta's tail swished in the air, "I refuse to have sex on those forsaken furs."

Goku rapidly went to the nest and got rid of the top fur, making Lemo fall to the floor, and Raditz
and Turles roll across it. Deliberately ignoring his brother and all the baggage that came with it, the
young Saiyan rolled up the pelt and threw it aside.

"Sorry, Lemo," Goku apologized before turning to the Prince. "Done. We have clean furs."

"We should have done that last night." Vegeta huffed. "Very well, get on the furs."

Goku eagerly started taking off his gi.

"Ok, this is where I make my exit." Lemo lifted his hands and left the cave.

Goku felt bad for the poor alien, but he had needs!

Once naked, he fell on the soft furs and waited for Vegeta. The Prince was sure taking his time
getting out of his spandex. Goku whimpered.
 "Patience." Vegeta pulled his gloves off along with his top. He lowered his leggings and gave his
hardening flesh a few strokes. He noticed how Raditz and Turles were watching attentively. "You
two, go hunt something for my next meal. And it better not be bugs." The two Saiyans grumbled
but immediately knew a command when they heard one. They left the cave in search for food.

"Hey, Prince! Where are those little green things that restore stamina?" Bardock called out.

"The Senzu beans?" Vegeta pointed to the small pouch settled on one of the big crates in the cave.

"Thanks." Bardock went to retrieve the pouch." Also, ya think ya can get this stupid ring off me
now?"

"You know the rules, Bardock. You need to gain the apology of every Saiyan in the pack in order
to complete your punishment. And assuming I did forgive you, you still have three Saiyans
unavailable."

The scarred Saiyan growled in annoyance. He would have to wait until his older brat and his clone
came back, and for Broly to finish whatever he was doing with that green alien.

As if thinking of them triggered it, a scream was heard from the inside of the capsule house.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42641999

 All is Forgiven
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

This chapter is a bit longer than usual, but I doubt that's a bad thing XD

Thank you, Ishizu for helping me out on the parts I was struggling with <3

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Two disheveled Saiyans arrived at the cave bringing in a green tail for afternoon's meal. They
found the cave empty, however, and decided to prepare the food until the others came back.

"They're probably out sparring." Turles shrugged, peeling off the last bit of skin from the tail.
"They'll return eventually."

Raditz was actually nervous about being around his brother. He could just imagine the tension
there would be between them and winced at the feelings it provoked.

"Hey." Turles stood up and crouched next to Raditz' hunched over form. "Why don't you go take a
shower while I finish up here."

Raditz nodded, "that sounds like a plan." He got up and walked to the shower inside the capsule
house.

Turles waited until Raditz was gone and got up to retrieve his scouter. He typed in a quick message
'target is still unobtainable' and sent it. He quickly cleaned any bloody fingerprints he might have
left on his scouter and put it back on his pile of possessions. Turles sauntered back to where the
skins where and took them outside to dry.

Turles had had the opportunity to take a shower himself after Raditz was done before the rest of
the group returned several minutes later, all of them looking like they had been rung like towels.
All except Lemo and Cheelai. They looked as fresh as rain.
Broly let out a strangled gasp when he saw that another one of 'Bah's' kind had lost a tail.

"Why does it smell like blood here- Oh." Lemo casually commented before setting his eyes on
what would be their next meal. "Weren't you supposed to have that cooked already?"

Turles tore a small piece of meat off the huge tail and chewed on it. "Saiyans don't 'cook'."

"Cook… Is that where ya burn yer food in a fire?" Bardock asked.

Turles nodded, "it's outrageous."

Toma flopped down at the table and sunk his teeth in the fleshy parts, stripping a huge piece away.

"Egh!" Cheelai recoiled and stuck her tongue out.

"Oh, we can fix ya somethin', no problem." Goku tore a good portion of the tail for their alien
friends and blasted it with his ki. The meat was cooked in seconds. "Sorry about the unrefined
result, but I hope this'll do?" He handed the chunk of meat to Cheelai.

"It's better than starving." She said morosely as she sat down at the table. Lemo took a seat on the
floor next to her.

Bardock walked to the bed where Raditz sat, sulking. "Hey, brat. Ya joining us?"

Raditz looked up and sighed, "sure." He stood up and walked to the table. As soon as he got too
close to Goku, the younger Saiyan put some distance between them and took the time to sit as far
away as possible from his older brother.

Raditz bit his lip and shut his eyes for a spell, he chose to bury his emotions along with the rest of
the negative thoughts he was having as of late.

Both Bardock and Raditz settled down and began biting off chunks of delicious raw meat.
"Broly?" Goku patted the space next to him. The larger warrior looked hesitant.

"You need to get over your absurd love for these creatures, Broly." Turles leaned towards him and
smirked, his teeth were bloody from the bite he took seconds ago. "They taste better than the bugs,
and it's just their tail. They might even grow it back."

Broly gulped and sat between Goku and Turles, and took a piece offered to him. He reluctantly
chewed on it and an explosion of flavor hit his brain. The bugs had nothing on the raw meat of the
'Bah' creatures. He was quick to tear off another piece and devour it.

"Easy there, big guy." Goku chuckled and placed a hand on Broly's arm, "the food ain't goin'
nowhere."

"Savor it~" Turles purred against Broly's shoulder.

"Right." Bardock quirked an eyebrow at Turles. "By the way, brat," Goku and Raditz looked up at
him, Bardock patted Raditz's thigh, "I need yer forgiveness for my fuck up the other day."

"Ya mean the White Wheel?" Raditz asked flatly.

"Yeah. Forgive me?" Bardock brought his tail to Raditz's nose and brushed it across his face.

Raditz breathed in and let out a long breath. "Ya'll never learn, but I forgive ya."

Bardock smiled a million dollar smile at him and turned to Turles. "How about it, 'Les?"

"Le-heh-es? Where did that nickname come from?" Turles chuckled humorlessly.

"Ya forgive me?" Bardock asked casually.

"You aren't truly repentant so no. I don't forgive you."

"WHAT?!" Bardock nearly broke the table in half.

"You heard me. Now that the tables have turned and you need something from me, I expect it to be
heartfelt."

"YOU FUCKER! I'd call ya a 'carrier fucker' but ya don't even have a carrier!"

"Calm down, 'Dock." Toma rubbed Bardock's thigh soothingly.

The scarred Saiyan growled and took a bite of meat, chewing on it angrily.

Turles smiled sweetly at him, "expect me to milk this situation to the fullest." He taunted.

Bardock stood up and was about to charge him but Toma and Raditz both held him back.

Toma swiped his tail under Bardock's nose, "let it go, love, we're all tired right now. Calm down."
He hoped he could calm the hot headed warrior. In times like these, Gine was the one to come in
and save the day.

"Calm down, Bardy." Turles blew a kiss at his model.

Goku and Vegeta felt Bardock's ki skyrocket. The table began shaking.

"BARDOCK!" The Prince shouted in a gruff voice. That seemed to calm the other down.

The oldest Saiyan lowered his fists and shrugged Toma and Raditz off. He left the table to find a
secluded place inside the cave. He passed across the leather pieces he was working on and grabbed
them. It would be a good distraction.

Toma sat down and continued eating, Raditz stood there and sighed. Turles really was a piece of
work. His gaze happened to land on his brother's and Goku quickly looked away, a slight blush
appeared on his cheeks. Raditz didn't know what to make out of the younger Saiyan's behavior. He
looked at the food and suddenly lost his appetite.
"'Ditz? Won't you sit down?" Toma asked cautiously. He could smell anxiety radiating from his
offspring.

Raditz shook his head to dispel any lingering thoughts, "nah, I'm done." He quietly left the table,
tail droopy, and exited the cave.

Goku watched him leave. He felt awful with the way he was acting with Raditz, and he felt even
worse when his eyes met Toma's. The older Saiyan had a very stern look on his face, an expression
that screamed 'look at what you're doing to my cub'. Goku didn't know Toma had an angry side to
him. A peck on his cheek brought him back and Goku turned to see a happy looking Broly looking
at him. He returned a lopsided smile and continued eating, albeit, a lot slower and less enthusiastic.

"What is that thing you're working on?"

"We all have our secrets, Turles." Bardock didn't need to even look up to know who it was. He
could smell the synthetic Saiyan approaching him. He was quick to hide what he was working on.

It had been a few hours since they finished the awkward meal, and now the Saiyans were passing
time before the next meal, either sparring, playing, or getting intimate with each other. Cheelai had
gotten used to their antics, Lemo was still having problems, so he would excuse himself from the
group every time a Saiyan would get too lascivious with another.

Turles sat down next to his twin and smiled at him.

Bardock sighed. "What do YOU want."

"Simple. I want you to ride me."

Bardock choked on his own saliva.

"You want my forgiveness, I want your ass on my cock."

Veins appeared on the scarred Saiyan's forehead, "only my circle has that honor." He growled.

"So you want to be caged forever? Don't you want to be intimate with Toma again? Don't you want
your dick to pulse streams of cum out as your mouth gets full of warm, sweet Saiyan semen?
Vegeta told me to call out his name as soon as I've forgiven you and he'll rid you of the ki ring."

Turles was taunting him and Bardock knew it. And like a fiddle being played, his body let the
pirate's words sink in.

The dark skinned Saiyan placed his hand on Bardock's chest and started massaging it, paying
special attention to his nipples.

Bardock couldn't help a moan that escaped him. Next to his mouth, his nipples were one of the
most sensitive parts of his body.

Turles leaned in when he met no resistance, and he sucked on one bud while rubbing the other.

Bardock didn't want to have sex with his clone, not unless they were high on gods' blood, but if this
meant he could get rid of that wretched cockring, he would play the part.

Not wanting to stay behind, Bardock also started playing with Turles' nipples. As his clone, Turles
shared some of Bardock's pleasures. He splayed his hands across his pecs and tightened his fingers
up, catching the buds in between two of them, pinching them hard.

Turles let out a loud gasp, his dick started stirring inside his under armor he was forced to wear per
Goku's orders. "Come on, Bardy. Let's have some fun together. Just like the old times."

Bardock frowned, "I've told ya not to call me tha-" A kiss silenced him and he begrudgingly let
Turles' tongue invade his mouth.

They kissed passionately, a wandering hand crept inside Bardock's leggings, completely ignoring
his erection and his breeder. The hand went lower until it found Bardock's tight ring of muscles.

Bardock tensed as a finger prodded inside after Turles gathered some oil from the tail gland right
next door. The finger wiggled around until it found the underside of Bardock's tail gland and the
older Saiyan gasped.

"Let me hear you, Bardy." Turles kissed along Bardock's jaw.

Bardock didn't even bother correcting Turles' pet names for him, it was no use, and now he was
more focused on the pleasure shooting up his tail. He lifted his hands up to Turles' neck, making
the other Saiyan almost screech and pull away. Suddenly the finger was gone, along with Turles'
mouth and other hand.

The pirate covered his odd action by quickly ripping Bardock's leggings away. He pulled the
scarred Saiyan's boots off and placed a kiss on top of Bardock's foot. "All of you is gorgeous."
Turles panted as he pulled down his own shorts.

"Are ya just saying that cuz we share the same looks?" Bardock lay down on his back on the rocky
floor.

"No. I'm better looking than you." The pirate responded cheekily. Before Bardock could retort,
Turles climbed on top and pushed his erection against Bardock's tail gland, making more oil seep
out.

Bardock cried out at the rough treatment, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. As soon as Turles
slicked his shaft, he was quick to press it inside Bardock's ass. The older warrior tensed and gritted
his teeth. Turles could be rough if he wanted to, and it seemed this was one of those times. He
didn't even give Bardock a chance to adjust before he started moving his hips. Thank the gods
Turles was a locker. Any latcher's cock would've brought tears to Bardock's eyes in this situation.

The pirate suddenly rolled them over and lay on his back, propping his head up with one arm, the
other one drew patterns on Bardock's body. "Now, ride me, Bardy."

Bardock blushed. He wanted to tear Turles a new one, but he reminded himself this was for a good
cause. He closed his eyes, pretended it was Gine, and started bouncing on Turles' cock. His own
erection strained against the ki ring.

A few minutes passed that seemed like hours, and Bardock was already on the edge, not able to
cum.

"Mmm~ You look breathtaking on my cock, Bardy. Tell me what you need from me."

"I need… Yer forgiveness…" The words left a bitter taste in Bardock's mouth.

"Beg me for it." Turles snapped.

 Bardock growled and counted mentally to three. "PLEASE! Turles, I need to cum! Please, forgive
me!"

Turles let another moment of pure agony pass by. He was teetering on the edge when he spoke in a
hushed voice, "I forgive you, heir of cKelerias. VEGETA!" Turles called out.

True to his word, the Prince heard Turles and made the cockring disappear. Bardock screamed, an
intense orgasm ripped through his body, jets of cum splashed across Turles' face, chest, and abs,
and he came undone as well, shooting deep inside Bardock's ass.

Bardock didn't stop pulsing until much later. He collapsed on top of Turles and panted.

"Now clean me up, Bardy~"

Turles' sweet voice broke Bardock's nirvana. He got up, the pirate's dick was released from inside
him, and he started licking up the cum from his clone's body.

When he was done, Turles pushed him off and got up, fixing his under armor. "That wasn't so hard
now, was it? Although, next time I'll just fuck your breeding hole. It's much better than your ass.
What skills you have with your mouth, you lack during anal sex. I can see why you wouldn't do it
often."

Bardock was left with his mouth gaping, speechless, as the pirate strolled away back to the cave's
main chamber without a second glance.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42703265

 To Better Times
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

Fair warning, implied incest.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"AAAAAAH! MY BED!"

Cheelai heard Lemo scream from the other room and she dashed towards him. Upon seeing the bed
she couldn't hold in a snort. After seeing her friend's dumbfounded expression she let out a bark of
laughter. "Guess they got you too, ey?"

"This has gone too far." Lemo grumbled and left his room, ready to kick some Saiyan butt.
Figuratively.

Lemo exited the house and stood in the middle of the cave with his arms on his hips.

Everyone was gathered around the table, conversing, and waiting for the two aliens to join them.
Goku had charred another piece of meat for them and had it set at their usual place at the end of
the table. He decided they should splurge a bit and had unpacked some side dishes from one of the
capsules Bulma had given him. Suffice to say, the Saiyans' mouths were watering from the smell
of all the delicious food items.

Lemo watched them with squinted eyes and brought two fingers to his mouth. The loud whistle
effect was immediate. The strong warriors all yelled and covered their ears, wincing and recoiling
from the high pitched sound.

Once their attention was on Lemo, the orange alien began.

"I'd like to address several issues we're having. One of them is your outrageous sexual behaviors
and disregard for personal boundaries.

"My bed has been destroyed. My bed that was generously gifted to me by Goku. I'd like to know
who are the hooligans that tore it to pieces."

Goku shyly raised his hand, followed by a sheepish looking Raditz.

"Sorry, Lemo. We got a little carried away." Goku scratched the back of his head, "I'll ask Bulma
for another one and get it replaced."

Lemo nodded his thanks. "While you're at it, ask her if there's a cleaning machine for garments.
You guys are doing better with the showering part, but if you put on the same soiled clothings it's
as good as doing nothing. You Saiyans might enjoy your bodily smells, but Cheelai and I don't. On
this note, a ventilating machine might help get rid of the stench, Goku, if your friend could spare
us one."

"Ya mean like a fan?"

"Yes, a fan would work, a big one. We unfortunately haven't found a replacement cave nearby, so
we're stuck sharing close quarters. This cave needs airing.

"Now, we have fallen into a snag here, I understand you Saiyans like your… Intimacy, and we've
talked about this before. I've seen little to no change. Cheelai might have adapted to your sex lives,
but I haven't, and it's tiring to seclude myself in the capsule home, or leave the cave everytime you
all get intimate with each other, which is ALL the time. I am more outside the cave than inside at
this point. We need to set up a schedule so we can all be happy. Or you simply take your activities
somewhere else, somewhere more private."

"But we have our nest right here. The ground is fine sometimes but the furs are softer." Bardock
spoke up. Agreement was heard from the others.

"Ok, that's a valid point. How about you relocate the nest?" Lemo suggested. "Now, this cave
belongs primarily to Broly, so he has the deciding vote."

All eyes turned to Broly and he suddenly felt very small. He didn't know what he was supposed to
say.

"Ya wanna keep the nest where it is or move it t' a more private place?" Goku clarified for his
mate.

Broly raised his eyebrows and made an 'Oh' with his mouth. "I like the nest where it is. It's always
been there."

Lemo puckered his lips. "A schedule it is, then."

"You can't just make a sex schedule and expect us to follow it!" Turles complained, "we're
Saiyans, we fuck whoever we want, wherever we want, whenever we want."

"I think we should accommodate everyone's needs." Toma agreed with Lemo. "If we're making
others uncomfortable we just need to move our activities somewhere else."

Cheelai nudged Lemo with a knowing face. Lemo flushed and shooed her away.

"Alright. Everyone who agrees to accommodate ONE individual, raise yer hands." Bardock spoke
up.

Goku, Toma, Broly, Cheelai, and Lemo raised their hands. Raditz sighed and raised his hand as
well, wanting to be supportive of his brother's decisions.

Bardock huffed. "All opposed?"

Bardock, Turles, and Vegeta raised theirs.

"Fine. The schedule wins." Bardock was irked by the results.

"You call yourselves real Saiyans." Turles scowled at the four traitors.

"I am a Prince. I shall do whatever pleases me. Fight me if you dare disagree." Vegeta looked at
Lemo menacingly.

"Vegeta!" Goku snapped at his friend.

"Well, then. That's settled. Let's eat." Lemo ignored Vegeta's threat, confident that Goku would
keep him in check, and began picking bits off different food dishes from the table.

Everyone joined in and made small talk about a variety of things.

-

"Hey, Toma. Remember 'hold it'?" Bardock asked his mate.

"How could I forget." Toma smiled.

The conversation had somehow geared towards fun activities and pastimes on Vegetasei and now
the Saiyans, aside from Broly and Goku, were retelling tales of better times.

"What's 'hold it'?" Goku was afraid to ask but couldn't stop his curiosity from getting the best of
him.

Bardock straightened up and smirked at his youngest offspring. "Ya fill yer guts with an insane
amount of water and then walk as far as ya can without spilling it."

"Saiyan who gets the farthest wins."Turles finished for him.

"Oh." Goku made a face, "oh, that's nasty."

"Nothing nasty about it. Our guts are perfectly clean. Ninety percent of what we intake gets
transformed into energy." Turles shrugged. "Speaking of… Bardy, you remember 'connect'?"

"Oh, yeah! You teamed up with Turles one time." Toma grabbed his chin.

"Hmph. Yeah I remember. We even won." Bardock lay back on his elbows.

"So what is 'connect' about?" Cheelai was the one to ask this time.

"On Vegetasei, we had games and sports in the time of Rain." Vegeta explained, "one of the games
we had was 'connect', a game where you are randomly given a type of butt plug, out of two
designs, and you had it stuck up your ass. One design held a hook, the other design held an eye.
The game was to find a match, hook up the butt plugs, and then run to the finish line. It is harder
than it sounds."

"See, one didn't know if they had the hook or the eye. The butt plugs were placed inside ya without
ya knowing which design it was. Ya had to try a few Saiyans until ya found yer match. Matching
sets would make the butt plug vibrate. Ya had to run, coordinate with yer partner, while this butt
plug thing was vibrating up a storm inside yer ass!" Bardock elaborated, making a few of the other
Saiyans laugh.

"I ought to tell my wife to make us these butt plugs. It was a fun game to watch." Vegeta
commented with a grin on his face.

"Didn't ya ever participate?" Goku asked the Prince.

"Hell no. Those games were for the common folks. The royal family only witnessed them. And
had a good laugh."

"Say, Broly. You've been awfully quiet." Lemo caught the other Saiyan with a far away look.

Broly shook his head and smiled, "it's nice to see everyone enjoy talking together. I never got to do
that with my source. We never really were a family like you all are."

"We are. Yer my family now." Goku leaned up and kissed his breeding mate.

Broly touched Goku's face and smiled into the kiss.

Bardock was pensive, "so what DID ya do with Paragus?"

Broly parted from Goku and sighed, "he would just train me, day in and day out. He said my only
worth was to become the strongest warrior in the universe."

Goku wound up his tail with Broly's, "well, he was wrong. Yer worth a lot and not just because of
yer power level."
Broly tensed and looked down to hide his blush.

"Are ya ok, Broly?" Goku was concerned with Broly's body language.

"Lemo, sex schedule starts right now." With that, Broly got up, picking up Goku like a potato sack
and carried a fussy, wiggling Goku to the nest.

Raditz's tail swished angrily as he watched his baby brother, almost kicking and screaming, be
taken by his mate to the nest.

Bardock was quick to notice this and growled warningly at Raditz. "Brat, ya wouldn't stand a
chance against Broly."

Raditz closed his eyes and sighed, "I know." He stood up and left the cave.

"I better go with him." Vegeta stretched and grabbed one last bite of food before going after his
future mate.

"So, mister 'I'm gonna subject warriors more powerful than I to a sex schedule'. Ya better make
yerself scarce before yer sensibilities get the best of ya." Bardock turned and started rubbing
himself against Toma, kissing whatever skin he could reach.

Toma tried holding back his smile but failed as soon as Bardock's hand palmed him through his
under armor. "Sorry, Lemo. I think after the night's meal... Is a, uh, good time for us to be 'intimate'
with each other. So you better- Oh~ leave. You're always welcome to watch if you change your
mind." Toma was already dripping from Bardock's ministrations. He grabbed his mate by the hair
and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Cheelai blushed and covered her cheeks. Lemo also got a pink tint to his face, but quickly stood up
and left to the capsule house. "Coming, Cheelai?" He turned to look at his green friend.

"Hu-uh?" Cheelai was fixated on the couple in front of her and the couple in the bed of furs.
 Lemo rolled his eyes and let her be.

Turles, seized the opportunity to scooch next to Cheelai. "Marvelous, aren't they?"

"They are~" Cheelai breathed out.

"How would you like a Saiyan of your own?" Turles purred in her ear.

"Eh?!" Cheelai pulled back and flushed all over. "You guys are too much for me. I couldn't even fit
Broly…" She hushed herself by slapping a hand over her mouth.

"I can assure you I'm not as huge as Broly. I'm just the right size for you." The dark skinned Saiyan
petted Cheelai's chin with his tail. "Whaddaya say?"

Cheelai turned her head towards the couples making out. Then turned towards the handsome
Saiyan currently seducing her. She looked him over; chiseled body, beautiful skin, a face to die
for… Then nodded her head.

Why the Hell not?

Chapter End Notes

Forgot to mention, my friend and co-author, Ishizu, came up with the butt plug game
^^
 Broken Deals
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

Warning! Incestuous desires and implied incest.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Two sweaty bodies writhed against each other on the bed of furs. The others were training outside,
so it was the perfect moment for Goku and Broly to sneak inside and get intimate.

True to his word, Lemo had made a schedule on a board a few days ago and placed it on a big crate
next to the low table where they ate, so everyone could read it and be reminded. Saiyans could
only have sex early in the morning or at night inside the cave, as long as they were quiet about it.
Outside, so long as Lemo wasn't around, they could have all the noisy sex they wanted.

Now, however, nobody was in the cave, and sparring against such a powerful opponent, Broly,
Goku had gotten the urge to get mounted by the larger Saiyan.

"Broly!" Goku moaned his mate's name against Broly's lips. He nudged the other off and started
getting undressed. Broly followed his lead and moments later they were both naked.

Broly crawled towards Goku, his tail waved slowly in the air. As soon as he was close to the
smaller warrior, Broly pounced on him and pinned him to the bed.

Goku chuckled in delight. "We dun have time t' play around much. Get inside, I'm already
drippin'."

Broly nodded and positioned himself at Goku's breeder. He pushed inside and whimpered at the
tight fit. Goku let out a long breath of air and wrapped his legs around the bulky Saiyan. His hands
came up to cup Broly's cheeks and caress his face. Broly started purring and nuzzling his nose
against Goku's hands. Goku hummed and went limp onto the nest, simply enjoying some time with
his mate, and the feel of him inside. He lay there, legs spread and looking up at his mate, affection
shining in both their eyes.

Their tails tangled together and Broly started moving his hips slowly with long hard deep thrusts.
He moaned out loud when he felt Goku tighten around his cock.

Goku's breeder was pulsing from excitement, both from the feeling of his mate's shaft inside and
from breaking the rules. He ondulated his body in time with Broly's thrusts, creating a sensual
rhythm that had both Saiyans crying out sounds of passion.
Broly watched Goku's flushed face, his half lidded eyes, his full lips, eyebrows drawn together, the
sweat dripping from his temples. He pressed his lips against Goku's and kissed him, pouring his
soul into the kiss while keeping a steady pace with his hips.

"Broly." Goku panted his lover's name as soon as the larger Saiyan parted to breath in much
needed air. "I lo-"

"What do you two think you're doing?!" Lemo stood in front of them with a stern look on his face.

Goku and Broly turned to see the orange alien tapping his shoe on the rocky floor, hands on his
hips.

"I GAVE YOU A SCHEDULE! You need to curb your vulgar activities. We agreed that you guys
can have sex certain times of the day inside the cave. You agreed to this! Besides, Goku, you still
haven't asked your friend for that fan, the air in this cave is thick with the smell of sex! There's still
chocolate and other… Stuff all over the floor, I can't find any clean bed sheets for my bed, which
you broke! This cave needs to be cleaned and-"

Goku's vision started to blur. Flashbacks of a certain fiery woman with black hair floated into his
mind. Images of her hounding Goku for the smallest of things burst into the front of his brain; her
screeching voice, her imposing stance, her never satisfied attitude, her disregard for his interests
and the need to get stronger to keep everyone, including her, safe, her excluding him from having a
say in how to raise his cubs… And most of all, her incessant need for him to be acting like a
'normal human'!

"So yer sayin' I shouldn't act Saiyan." Goku gave the small alien a look, "yer sayin' that we should
go against our nature just because yer not gettin' any and ya feel left out."

Lemo's eyes widened. "What? That's not-"

"I can't always pay attention to other people's needs and ignore mine. I spent years not getting any
decent sex. Now that I finally get to try latcher dick, I'm done acting like I'm ashamed of liking it.
He's huge inside me. I can even feel the veins, and I love it! Broly," Goku turned to his mate, "fuck
the daylights outta me!"

Broly was surprised by the change in his normal calm mate, but he wasn't one to deny such a
request.

Lemo froze. The easy going Saiyan's outburst was not expected. He stood stock still watching as
Broly drilled into Goku, making the smaller Saiyan moan with every thrust.

"Ohh, yes! Broly yer so big inside me! Harder! Harder! Slam my cunt like ya mean it!"

The small alien blushed, not able to keep himself from feeling arousal even if it was unwanted.

After a few seconds of not being able to find his voice, Lemo cleared his throat, "the reason I came
looking for you was to ask you if you knew how to use the baking machine."

"Ya mean the, mmmf! The oven? Ohh~" Goku panted with each word, "yeah, ya just -gasp- Set the
temperature, ohhh, and then -groan- Put the food in there. So good! After ya reach the desired
temperature. Fuck yes! Then ya set the timer… UGH! To whatever time ya- Ya want- BROLY!!!
YES, YES, RIGHT THERE! FUCK ME!"

The orange alien had a shell shocked expression on his face. He was paying more attention to
Goku's moaning than what the Saiyan was trying to explain. "I'm sorry, can you run that by me
again?"

Goku felt Broly pull out. "NO! What are ya-"

Broly grabbed Goku, flipped him over so he could reach deeper inside him, and continued with the
onslaught.

"Oh, gods! ASK VEGETAAAAHAAA!!!" Goku shouted the last part when Broly bottomed out.

As if summoned like a demon to a pentagram, the Prince entered the cave. "Kakarot? Did you just
scream my name while getting fucked by your mate?" The victorious smirk on Vegeta's face was
not lost on Goku.

"It's- It's not how it l-looks like!" Goku gasped. "Can ya tell, fuck, Lemo how to use the o-OH-ven?
Fuck yes!"

The Prince quirked an eyebrow, "I see you got tired of the schedule."
"Shut up." The Earth raised Saiyan panted and gasped with each of Broly's thrusts.

"You know, I could feel you." The Prince swung his tail high in the air.

"Oh, yeah. The -mmm- Bond." Goku whimpered at a particularly deep thrust.

"Indeed. And you do know what that means, correct?" Vegeta approached the nest.

"Ohhh, no! No, no." Lemo waved his hands.

"RADITZ!" The Prince roared, "GET IN HERE AND FUCK ME!"

Lemo recoiled. "All I want to do is bake something for our next meal!"

Vegeta stopped and looked at him, "will you make cake?"

"I don't know what that is!" The orange alien countered.

"RADITZ, MOVE IT!" Vegeta called again.

"Ok, ok, I'll make this... Cake thing. Just show me how to use the baking machine."

"Very well." Vegeta made his way into the capsule house to show Lemo how to use the oven.

Raditz had heard Vegeta calling him and made his way to the cave. He didn't expect to see his little
brother getting vigorously fucked by Broly when he entered, however, but at this point he wasn't
surprised, and just stood there and enjoyed watching the two Saiyans writhe on the nest.

Vegeta came out of the house with Lemo not far behind. "Understood? I shall bring you a recipe
for cake and the-"

Vegeta stopped midtrack when he saw his chosen standing there, looking at Broly and Goku, and a
sizable erection was already tenting Raditz's under armor. "RADITZ!" Vegeta spat. "Get. Naked."

Raditz startled, "as you wish, Highness." He didn't dare question his prince, even though he did
vote for the schedule and now was not the time for sex, and immediately took his under armor and
boots off.

"Hey, that's not what we agreed on!" Lemo complained.

"If I recall, I did not agree to anything. You just asked me to show you how to use an Earth oven,
and I did. I shall find you the recipe for cake and the ingredients, and you shall make it." Vegeta
looked at his naked future mate and started getting undressed himself. "Besides, you better get used
to this, because if I or Kakarot is fucking, the other one is going to fuck too, thanks to our bond."

Vegeta now stood naked in the cave's main chamber. He sauntered over to the long haired Saiyan,
pulling his gloves off and letting them fall to the floor, and ran his hands on the broad chest, "get
on the bed, Raditz." He watched as the taller Saiyan lay on the nest.

Lemo threw his arms up, "I give up." And left to start gathering ingredients for the meal.

Vegeta climbed on top of Raditz and sat down on his lap. He started moving his hips in a circular
fashion, slicking up the length of Raditz's cock.

The long haired Saiyan sighed and began thrusting his hips to meet the Prince's, every once in a
while, however, his attention would drift to the other pair and his rhythm would become sloppy.

"Raditz!" Vegeta barked at his lover.

"Sorry." Raditz apologized and turned his attention back to the Prince.

Vegeta frowned at the older Saiyan and lifted himself. He angled Raditz's shaft, and with the next
thrust down, he sank himself on the hard member.

Raditz moaned as he was engulfed by Vegeta's warm channel. The Prince immediately began a fast
pace, trying to match Goku and Broly's. A loud moan made Raditz look back up at his brother,
their eyes met and he became distracted again.

"Focus!" Vegeta snapped at the distracted warrior.

Raditz apologized again.

"You are servicing ME. Not your brother."

"Well, with the bond and all," Goku panted, "he is, hnnnn~ Kinda fucking both of us."

Raditz couldn't help a groan from escaping his mouth. His eyes drifted towards Goku.

"Not the point." Vegeta snarled. "Really, Raditz. You and your brother fetish." Vegeta slammed
down on his future mate's cock, again and again.

Raditz shouted and moaned with each downward thrust Vegeta made. "F-fuck!" He gritted his
teeth and grabbed Vegeta by the hips, "yer gonna make me cum too fast if ya keep doing that."

"That is the idea. Broly, let us make our partners see stars." Vegeta smirked at the wild Saiyan.

Broly smiled back and got to work. He increased the pace of his thrusts and drove into Goku with
ferocity.

The Saiyans soon reached the edge and together cried out their pleasure. Vegeta slumped on top of
Raditz's sweaty body and Goku let himself fall on the nest of green furs, both still pulsing from the
powerful orgasms made stronger from feeling each other climax.

When all four caught their breaths, Goku broke the silence.

"Man! I could go for another round. Wanna trade after we get unstuck?" He asked Vegeta.

The Prince did have a preference for Raditz, but he didn't want Goku to slip back into his human
ways. He also hadn't had the chance to be with the wild Saiyan for a while.
 "Very well, Kakarot."

Chapter End Notes

Thank you, Ishizu, for all your help!

Missing Scene:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/42916148#workskin
 Mission Discovered
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

HAPPY SAIYAN DAY!!!! Unfortunately, I won't have my drawings ready for today :
( But better late than never!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Toma had fought with great effort against Turles and Bardock, Cheelai had watched them from a
distance and cheered for Turles. During the several days that had passed, she had fallen into a
routine of sorts with the dark skinned Saiyan. Seeing as the others were far too preoccupied with
their partners, Turles had been the only option. Not that she minded. She'd never had a better lover
than him. Turles always put her pleasure first, he had made an effort to learn all her weak spots and
exploited them perfectly. Plus, she could be as tough as she wanted to with the Saiyan and he
wouldn't even bat an eyelash at her roughness. Their recent relationship was cathartic for the both
of them.

By now Toma was quickly losing speed against the two warriors. He was becoming exhausted.

"C'mon, Toma. Ya need to transform if yer gonna beat us!" Bardock taunted.

"Or just admit defeat!" Turles shouted.

Toma growled and powered up as much as he could.

"He needs something to tip him over. Any ideas, Bardock?" Turles panted, happy to finally get
some real sparring done.

Bardock thought for a moment. An idea struck his mind and he called out to his mate, "Toma!
Think about the time when we found out I was pregnant!"

Toma's eyes widened and turned teal as he roared. A golden aura enveloped his body. His hair
flashed from dark ebony to yellow blond.
"Ohhhh, MY!" Bardock looked at the newly transformed Toma. His muscles were almost two
sizes bigger, his tanned skin was damp with sweat and it shown under his golden form, his face-
That handsome face! And the golden hair…

Toma let out a breath of air, "did I do it? OOF-"

Bardock rammed himself into his mate's face, legs wrapped around Toma's head, and both fell,
tumbling to the rocky floor. Toma fell on his back with Bardock still attached to him.

Bardock was not unlike a wild beast. He turned around on Toma's face, ripped his mate's under
armor off, and buried his face in his crotch.

"Even your pubes are golden!" Bardock's mouth watered, "OH, MY GODS! YOU'RE EVEN
BIGGER THAN BEFORE!" He took in Toma's new size. This wasn't even his final form.

Bardock pumped Toma with a tight fist, making the other Saiyan wince, "easy, ‘Dock! You're
going to pull my dick off!"

"Sorry, I just-" Bardock dove in and practically choked himself on the hardening cock, and started
swallowing. Drool ran down the length and balls, and pooled on the ground below.

Turles calmly floated down to where Cheelai sat. She was covering her mouth and blushing.

"Heheh, I wonder what the others are up to…" Cheelai tried to make small talk.

"Oh, I heard Vegeta screaming for Raditz to fuck him."

"How?"

"Saiyans have very good hearing. Or are you asking how Raditz is supposed to fuck Vegeta?"
Turles winked at the green alien.

Cheelai flushed more, "you know what I was asking."

Turles sat next to Cheelai and observed the two Saiyans get their sex on. He suddenly flinched and
touched his neck.

Cheelai noticed and frowned. Odd, soldiers who also did that exact same movement was
because… Her eyes widened. Could it be possible that Turles had one? All of a sudden, Cheelai
didn't feel safe around him.

"How about we have a repeat of those times when I had you screaming my name?" Turles'
seductive voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh… Sorry, I'm not in the mood."

"That can be fixed~" Turles leaned down to nuzzle her neck.

Cheelai stiffened. The only thing she could think of to get the other away from her was to touch the
side of his neck where Turles had touched. The reaction was immediate.

Turles flinched away and screamed, "DON'T TOUCH ME THERE!"

Cheelai had her doubts confirmed. "You DO have one! You- You're working for him aren't you!"

"It's not what you think! It's more complicated than that."

"Complicated, my ass!"

Turles dropped to his knees and grabbed Cheelai's hands, "he'll kill me if I don't keep him
updated."

Cheelai looked into Turles' eyes. She quirked an eyebrow. Her species were known for having a
strong sense of intuition after all. She could see truth in his eyes.

"I believe you." She spoke softly.

"Don't tell anyone. This is a problem I need to see to myself."

"But we can help you!"

Turles got up, "trust me, they will see it as treason and probably kill me themselves. I'm… My kind
is very disposable to other Saiyans." Turles looked down.

"Not Goku!" Cheelai stood up and touched the dark skinned Saiyan's arm, "he wouldn't allow
anything bad happen to you. And Broly… Ha! He's a sweetheart. He would never hurt anyone."

"There are others besides them, mainly the two Saiyans that have the deciding vote on my fate;
Bardock and Vegeta. They hate me, and will NOT forgive me for what I'm doing."

"It'll be worse the more time passes by. What do you expect? For things to just get solved on their
own?"

"I can't risk my mission."

"What IS your mission?"

"If I told you, you will surely turn against me."

Cheelai thought for a moment, "it's Broly, isn't it?"

Turles looked away, cursing the smart alien's cleverness. "He's waiting for Broly to gain control
over himself. I am to let him know the moment Broly becomes… Tame." Turles told her half the
story. "I don't know what else he has planned." He lied, hoping it would get past her.

"Probably recruit him. At least try to. But Broly will never join the likes of him." Cheelai crossed
her arms and looked at the darkening sky. "Bugs will come out soon. Hordes of them. We need to
get inside."

Turles nodded and started walking towards the cave, he didn't feel like flying.
Cheelai jogged up to him, "aren't you going to tell Bardock and Toma to get inside?"

"You kidding? Those two won't stop til Bardock gets a mouthful of cum. Hell, Bardock is far more
likely to kill any bug just for interrupting him while he's blowing someone. They can handle
themselves." Turles bumped softly into Cheelai, "the bugs don't stand a chance against two Super
Saiyans."

"What about you? Can you go super?"

Turles outright laughed.

The pack was gathered at the table to eat Lemo's baked quiche-looking meal and the cake. After
their sex session, Vegeta had sent Goku to Earth to gather ingredients for the cake. After much
bickering from Goku, saying he was nobody's delivery boy, Vegeta had pulled ranks on him and
Goku had finally obeyed.

Lemo turned out to be a wiz in the kitchen, much to everyone's surprise, and with the recipe, the
orange ex soldier had managed to make a decent lemon cake. Pretty big too, but not big enough for
the sweet toothed warriors.

Eventually, the group had gotten tired of waiting for Bardock and Toma to appear and Vegeta had
ordered everyone to dig in. Nobody had opposed.

"Leave some for them." Raditz spat at the dark skinned Saiyan.

"This is just too good!" Turles reached to take another slice of the confection. His hand was
stopped by Raditz's and the long haired Saiyan growled.

"I can always make more, you guys." Lemo sweat dropped. He was glad that his foreign cooking
skills were so accepted among the pack, not that he thought Saiyans were picky eaters, but them
fighting over his food was a bit much.

"I'm not gonna go back on an errand t' get more stuff." Goku pouted.
"You shall go to wherever I command you to go." Vegeta said lightheartedly.

Goku stuck his tongue at the Prince.

Just then, two Saiyans came in, looking very pleased with themselves. One of them was very
naked.

Lemo humphed and averted his eyes from Toma's crotch, "why are you in a state of undress?"

Toma scratched the back of his head, "it got destroyed…"

Lemo crossed his arms, "we were waiting a long time for you guys to appear! What do you two
have to say for yourselves?"

Bardock flopped down at the table with a dreamy expression, and smiled lecherously at Lemo. "I
had Super Saiyan cum dripping down my throat. From my mate."

"Ya reached Super Saiyan?!" Raditz asked Toma eagerly.

"How come I didn't feel ya?" Goku perked up.

"You were on Earth getting supplies when it happened. I felt it." Vegeta provided.

Raditz huffed. He wanted desperately to learn how to read ki. The bit of training he had done with
Vegeta and Kakarot was still not enough.

Toma chuckled meekly, "yeah. Finally. Sorry to make you all wait. Bardock didn't let me go until I
came in his mouth several times." He took a seat next to said Saiyan, "thank you for the meal," and
he dug in. "Mmm! This is good!" Toma swallowed Lemo's quiche. "What is it?"

"Oh, it's a little something from my home planet. You wouldn't understand the ingredients if I
spelled them out for you. It has nothing vile in it, I can assure you."

"Mmmm~ I don't want anything in my mouth ruining the flavor of Toma's Super Semen." Bardock
moaned.

Toma blushed furiously, "do you HAVE to call it that?!"

"Please, try it." Lemo served a slice for Bardock. "You can always have more of… Ahem, your
mate's juice later."

"Hm. Point. I am starving after all." Bardock quickly changed his mind and took a bite out of the
slice. He groaned when flavor exploded in his mouth. "This is good stuff! Is there more?"

Lemo chuckled, "knowing you Saiyans, I prepared a few of them."

Bardock swallowed and elbowed his mate, "he knows how to provide for us."

"You thinking about including him in the pack? Even if he's not Saiyan?" Toma raised his
eyebrows.

Bardock shrugged, "if he keeps up with the food like this, then yeah! The pack needs more food
providers. Right, Vegeta?"

The Prince nodded once, the quiche had indeed been delicious.

Lemo blushed and tapped his head, "my cooking skills are not THAT good."

"Now yer just bein' modest." Goku ate the last bite of his quiche, "this is really good!" He took a
slice of cake and bit into it. "OH! Mmmm! And this is almost as good as Chichi's-" Goku stopped
himself as soon as the name left his mouth.

"What's a Chichi?" Broly asked.

"Oh, she used t' be my mate on Earth." Goku twirled his fingers.

Broly frowned.

"Dun worry about her. We're not together anymore."

"Are you going to not be together with me someday too?" Broly asked with legitimate concern.

Goku choked on a piece of cake. Honestly, the things that worried Broly. Goku swallowed the bit
of cake that almost got lodged inside his lungs. "Earth matin's ain't the same as Saiyan matin's.
They ain't permanent. Dun worry, Broly. I would never leave ya." He leaned his forehead against
Broly's shoulder.

"He couldn't leave ya if he wanted to!" Raditz blurted out.

Vegeta slapped him upside the head, making Raditz smash his face against a piece of lemon cake
he was holding in his hand, about to eat it.

"What?" Broly asked with a worried expression, "so that means you're stuck with me?"

Goku looked back at his brother sitting next to him and scowled at him. He turned to look Broly
straight in the eyes. "It means that I WANT t' get stuck with ya."

Broly's demeanor changed and he happily started purring, the tip of his tail tapped merrily on the
floor as he touched Goku's forehead with his.

Turles made a face at the lovesick Saiyans. "Ugh, you two are sweeter than this…" He held up a
half eaten piece of the sweet bread, "what's it called."

"Cake." Goku and Vegeta said at the same time.

 "Cake." Turles repeated. He sensed someone watching him and looked up to see Cheelai with
concern written all over her face. He slightly and slowly shook his head. Cheelai sighed and went
back to eating her food.

The little exchange wasn't lost on the ever observant Bardock. He filed the information for later.

"Hey, Kakarot. You don't happen to have some garments that would fit me?" Toma asked his
youngest cub.

Goku swallowed the last bite of cake on his plate and thought. "I dun think any of my stuff would
fit ya. Maybe Vegeta's spandex?"

"You shall go fetch him proper clothing, Kakarot. I am not one to have my custom made outfits
ruined by Toma's bulk."

Goku grumbled. Knowing it would be a lost battle, Goku I.T.'d away to Earth to get Toma some
new clothes. He would go to Bulma for help, he was sure she knew a thing or two about clothing.
Little did he know, Bulma would be more than eager to get ALL the Saiyan warriors some nice
fashionable clothing.

Chapter End Notes

I think we all can guess what comes next ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

 The Observer Knows
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Goku didn't return until much later that night, and he looked exhausted to the bone.

Vegeta, Bardock, Toma, and Turles were playing that Saiyan conquering game, Broly was
watching along with Cheelai and Lemo. Raditz had already lost and was lying on the nest with his
arms under his head, looking pretty disappointed with himself for losing so soon.

As soon as Broly felt Goku, he got up to greet him. Goku tiredly hugged him.

"Hey, big guy. I need t' get t' bed. Join me?"

Broly nodded.

"Let me guess, you went to the woman for help." Vegeta snorted as he looked at the worn out
Saiyan.

"I diiiiid." Goku whined.

"And she gave you more than you could chew."

"Yeeeheheeeees." Goku made a long complaining sound and flopped down on the nest, avoiding
the soiled spots. Broly lay next to him as close as their bodies allowed.

"So did you get me some new shorts?" Toma asked the young Saiyan.

"Yes. And no." Goku replied vaguely.

Bardock looked at his third born and lifted an eyebrow, "ya either have them or ya don't."
"I dun have them with me," Goku flipped to his stomach and addressed his carrier, "Bulma wants
to make a show out of… Why are ya chewin' on my toothbrush again?"

"I need something to chew on." Bardock said matter of factly.

Goku grumbled and took out a small device from his pocket and started typing furiously on it.

"What's that?" Raditz rolled next to his brother.

"It's a 'state of the art' device that allows me t' communicate with Bulma rather than I.T. t' Earth
every time. I'm tellin' her t' add some chewin' sticks t' the stuff she's preparin' for me. I'm pickin' it
up tomorrow, so ya can leave my toothbrush the Hell alone!"

"Alright, alright." Bardock lifted his hands and chuckled. "Here, have yer weird stick back." He
tossed the toothbrush to Goku and he easily caught it, making a face as his hand closed around the
wet end.

"Explain, Kakarot. What did the woman mean by 'show'?" Vegeta looked expectantly at Goku.

"She's gonna get us all new outfits. They'll serve as armor too. But she wants us t' pose for her. If
she likes how they look, she'll make more. If she dun like it, it gets trashed."

Vegeta roared with laughter. "Bulma, you bitch. I know exactly what is going through your genius
perverted brain."

"What, what do ya mean?" Goku asked.

"Oh, you shall see come tomorrow." Vegeta stretched. "I believe you won again, Bardock. There is
no point in continuing the game. You clearly have the advantage." Vegeta got up and began getting
undressed for bed.

"Alright, it's time for bed." Lemo rubbed his back and left to his room.
"G'night, guys." Cheelai stood and made her way to the capsule house.

Turles got up and chased after her. "I don't suppose you want to sleep in my nest tonight?" He
asked as quietly as he could.

"Sorry, Turles. You know why. I can't risk setting it off-"

Turles quickly placed a hand on her mouth to stop her from finishing that phrase. He didn't want
the others listening in.

Cheelai whispered the next part as low as she could, "if you were considerate of anyone's life you
would sleep in your own bed. Alone. That way nobody will accidentally throw their arm around
you and, you know..." The green alien made a mock explosion gesture with her hands.

Turles closed his eyes and breathed deeply. "Fine. You're right." He turned to leave, headed to his
own smaller nest.

The pack got ready for bed, each choosing their preferred spot with their preferred companion.

"Ya won't join us, Turles?" Goku called as he got up to turn off the lights.

"It's fine. I feel like having a nest to myself tonight. It gets cramped over there with you guys."
Turles said dismissively.

"Why aren't ya joining us?" Bardock squinted at the pirate. From what he could observe, Cheelai
said something to him and then Turles decided to sleep alone, away from the rest.

"Ha, it's not like I'm officially part of the pack, Bardy." Even though Turles had shared the bigger
nest before on occasion, he didn't want to press his luck and get kicked out.

"You've hunted with us, eaten with us, had sex with us, sparred with us… Might as well sleep with
us." Toma pointed out.
Bardock and Vegeta shared a look. The older Saiyan slightly shook his head.

"We shall see about making you part of the pack officially." The Prince announced.

To say that surprised Turles would be putting it mildly. The dark skinned Saiyan stood still for a
moment, at a loss for words.

"For now we shall rest." Vegeta lay back down and threw an arm around Raditz's chest.

Turles nodded and settled down on his nest. He had so much going on in his mind, the biggest
thought was how he would eventually have to betray them. Sleep would not come easy to him
tonight.

The sun came out too early for the pirate. He got up and started licking himself when he
remembered how much Cheelai preferred him showering.

Might as well. He thought.

As he was about to enter the round house, a hand on his shoulder stopped him, making Turles
jump.

"Yer up and about early. What are ya up to, Turles?" Bardock asked.

"I'm just going to take a shower." Turles shrugged the hand off.

"Ya know that's not what I mean." Bardock snarled at him.

"Ok, fine, I was going to see if I could get some sex too." Turles tried avoiding the answer Bardock
wanted.
"Something's going on and I'm gonna find out what. Ya better be clean before joining the pack."

"I just said I was going to shower-"

"That's NOT what I meant and you know it. Yer not stupid, Turles. Yer my clone. Nothing stupid
comes from me."

"Woo~ Arrogant much?"

"No. Just realistic."

"What about Raditz, hmmm? He's not the brightest chip off the block."

Bardock sneered at his clone and ignored the bait. "I know yer hiding something and it's just a
matter of time before you or Cheelai fuck up and yer intentions are revealed."

Turles' tail twitched, confirming Bardock's suspicions of Cheelai knowing what was up with
Turles. Bardock pinned him against the wall of the house with one arm against his chest and
growled.

"Careful, Bardy. You don't want to turn me on now, do you?"

Bardock huffed and let go of the pirate. He stepped away giving Turles one last glance before
returning to his mate's side in the pack's nest.

Turles quietly and unsteadily let out a breath of air and entered the capsule home.

Goku was already starting breakfast when some of the others woke up by the smell of food.
"Morning everyone!"

"You are much too cheerful in the morning." Vegeta's groggy voice came from the nest.
"It's a big day today and I need t' get started early. Breakfast is served." A traditional japanese
breakfast was served on the table. Goku had even made extra for the hungry Saiyans.

"Morning." Raditz got up from the bed and approached his brother, stretching as he did so.

"Hi." Came Goku's timid voice, as he saw his brother completely naked. "W-why dontcha get
dressed…"

Raditz noticed how Goku's face lit up. "Only for you, baby brother." If Raditz wasn't as hungry as
he was, he would've teased Goku more, but as it stood, he picked up his under armor from the floor
and put it on.

Vegeta and Bardock got dressed and joined Raditz at the table.

Goku went to the nest to wake up his mate. He straddled Broly's frame and lay on his broad chest.
"wakey, wakey." Goku pecked Broly's lips, the other Saiyan immediately woke up and returned
the chaste kiss.

Broly stretched and turned around, trapping Goku beneath him. "Morning." Broly started purring
and nuzzling Goku's neck, making the smaller warrior giggle.

"Time to eat, Broly." Goku said.

"I have my meal right here." Broly commented, much to Goku's surprise. Broly started thrusting
his naked form against Goku.

"Uh! Broly, now's not the time. We're all waitin' t' eat."

"I need you. I'll be quick." Broly panted as his hips started moving faster.

Goku whimpered as Broly's erection rubbed insistently against his own growing member. "Broly!"
"Will you two keep it down?" Toma turned on his stomach and covered his head.

Bardock smirked at his mate. Toma was NOT a morning Saiyan, by far. "C'mon, Toma. Breakfast
will get cold."

"Why don't you give me a nice warm 'good morning' like our kid did with HIS mate?" Toma lifted
himself from the bed and cocked an eyebrow at Bardock.

Bardock chuckled and got up from the table.

"Oh, noooooo." Vegeta leaned on his hand and grumbled.

"I'm huuuuungryyyyy!" Raditz whined.

"Oh, this will take but a second." Bardock assured the hungry Saiyans at the table.

The scarred Saiyan reached the nest and flipped Toma around. He immediately went to work on
his mate's dick.

"Good morning, everyone." Lemo came out of the house and greeted the Saiyans.

"Shit." Bardock cussed and let go of Toma's erection. He licked his hand and made his way back to
the table. Toma chased after him.

"You're not going to finish?!"

"Lemo's awake. You know the rules." Bardock responded.

Toma was left gaping like a fish. He looked at Lemo, the orange alien had a stern look on his face
and… A small blush? When their eyes met, Lemo quickly turned away.
Bardock, ever the observer, noticed. "Oh, don't tell me… Ya have the hots for my mate?!"

Lemo's blush immediately became more apparent. "Nothing of the sort! I'm just not used to seeing
aroused warriors walk around in the buff!" Lemo sat down on his usual place and started serving
himself.

Bardock snorted and smiled his million dollar smile, "you like him~" He sing-sang.

"Enough! Now let's eat." Lemo barked.

Vegeta quirked an eyebrow at the strange alien. "Only I say when the others can eat."

"Oh. Apologies, can we eat now?" Lemo said sarcastically.

Two loud groans came from the nest and Vegeta shuddered. If it were any other time of the day he
would've asked Raditz to take care of him, but mornings and Vegeta never agreed with each other.
After feeling his bonded mate orgasm, the Prince called the two Saiyans to the table.

Broly got dressed and sat down at the table while Goku changed pants AND his top. Broly came a
lot in the mornings.

"Where's Cheelai and Turles?" Broly asked.

"Oh, they'll come out when they're ready." Lemo provided.

As soon as Goku joined the rest, Vegeta gave the others permission, and they all began to eat.

"Wait! Yer not doin' it right." Goku grabbed two chopsticks and demonstrated how to eat a
traditional japanese meal. "Ya dun use yer bare hands like that." Goku chuckled.

Vegeta continued eating his meal with the chopsticks, already used to them. The others weren't
having an easy time, however.
 "How in the world do you use these things?" Eventually, Lemo was the only one left to figure out
chopsticks, Saiyans being extremely fast learners.

"I prefer to use my hands…" Raditz took a small tamagoyaki with the chopsticks, dipped it in
sauce, and ate it. He moaned at the delicious flavors. "These are so good!"

Toma took a rice ball and bit down on the chopsticks too hard, breaking them. "Shit." He mumbled
with his mouth full and pulled out the broken pieces.

"Again? That's the second time, sweetheart. Ya need to ease them into yer mouth without biting on
them." Bardock demonstrated.

"That's easy for you to say. You're the mouth expert!" Toma grumbled as he took a third pair of
chopsticks. Bardock smirked and continued eating.

Several servings later, the group was done with breakfast. They left Turles and Cheelai their
portions and left to do their daily activities. Goku however, had plans for the day, and he I.T.'d
back to Earth and set off to Bulma's place.

When he arrived, an overestatic blue haired scientist welcomed him.

"SON! You won't believe what I got for you guys!"

And so it began.

Chapter End Notes

Woops. Chapter became too long ^^; next chapter will be where we get to see the
Saiyans do a little turn on the catwalk ♫

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/43041755

 Here to Collect
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

Thank you, Meagan, for catching that HORRIBLY big mistake XD I swear my brain
is a mess.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The two recently showered lovers came out of the capsule house. Breakfast was waiting for them,
albeit cold. That was easily fixable, however. Turles warmed up the items with ki and immediately
dug in.

"Where is everyone?" Cheelai asked as she served herself a plate.

"Ou'shide, shparring." Turles spoke around a mouthful.

"You can hear them?"

A hum and a nod were her answer as Turles didn't stop stuffing his mouth. Cheelai watched him,
not a little grossed out.

"You Saiyans do have a way of eating…" She said noncommittally.

Turles swallowed, "I'm hungry." He shovelled more food into his mouth.

Cheelai sighed and continued eating.

When they were done, they exited the cave and saw the others in the distance, as Turles said,
sparring. They were all fighting against Broly, except for Lemo. He was checking out his scouter,
measuring all their ki levels, awing and gasping.

Turles looked around, searching for Goku.

"Shit. He's not here."

"Who? Goku? He left to Earth after breakfast." Lemo provided.

Turles looked towards Cheelai, shrugging.

"You'll catch him later." She shrugged back and sat down.

"I think I may join them. Broly could use a real challenge. Five against him will tilt the scale to our
side." Turles took off and joined the sparring against the wild Saiyan.

"You two sure took your damn time." Lemo casually commented.

"Oh, well, if you tried a Saiyan you wouldn't blame me."

Lemo choked, "enough with that. I don't want a Saiyan lover and even if I did, they're way out of
my league. I'm too old."

"Oh, so THAT'S what's holding you back." Cheelai got up and yelled for Toma to come down.

"CHEELAI WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Lemo panicked. He stood up and covered her mouth
but it was too late.

Toma heard the call and floated down, catching a breath of air while he was at it. "You called?"

Cheelai shrugged Lemo's hand off. "Yeah, help me out here. If an old guy were to come on to you,
would you mind him being older than you? Would you turn him down for being older?"

Toma stared at Cheelai and then burst out, laughing joyfully. "I'll have you know that my mate, the
most important person in my life, is much much MUCH older than I am."
"Oh, so you don't mind older guys!" Cheelai said excitedly.

"Not at all! As long as they're Saiyan and sexually mature I'm fine with any age." Toma leaned in
and whispered not too softly, "although I do have a preference for older guys."

"I HEARD THAT." Bardock's voice came from the distance.

Toma chuckled and flew back to the others, pulling his mate away for a spell and kissing him
deeply before returning to the fight.

Cheelai's bubble was burst. She sullenly sat back down along with Lemo.

"See? I told you it'd be no use. Saiyans like other Saiyans." Lemo chided her.

"Turles is ok with having all kinds of lovers."

"Well, I'm not interested in him." Lemo realized what he said and blushed, "not that I'm interested
in any of them!"

Cheelai gave him a knowing look and let it rest, for now.

Broly was getting quickly overwhelmed with the added opponent, he couldn't focus on five bodies
and his self control at the same time. Punches and kicks were starting to land more frequently, and
Broly felt his rage bubble up along with his ki.

"Focus, Broly!" Vegeta roared.

The wild Saiyan growled as his irises began turning golden.

-
Back on Earth, Goku suddenly snapped his head up in the elevating ki's direction. He could feel
Broly slowly losing control. It was odd he was able to feel Broly losing control and not Toma when
he transformed. Maybe it was because Broly was his mate?

"Bulma! We hafta go. NOW!"

"Don't rush me, Son. I still need to choose the music we're going to be playing. Hmmm. There's
disco, house, eurodance…" Bulma picked up a few of her flash sticks with music genres written on
them and read them one by one.

Goku started jogging on the spot as he felt Broly's energy spike more. "C'mooooon, Bulma. I'm
serious! We got t' go!"

Bulma was still deciding on which to take when Goku felt his mate's ki snap. The Earth Saiyan
reached around Bulma and grabbed all of the small memory sticks, "WE'LL TAKE ‘EM ALL."

He tossed the flash drives inside the bag of goodies and grabbed Bulma by the arm, teleporting
them to Broly's flared ki.

Vegeta felt Goku's energy signal right before said Saiyan appeared along with another energy
signal that belonged to his wife.

"Kakarot!" Vegeta flew down to him with a worried look on his face. "Broly-"

"I know." Goku placed the bag down and flew to his breeding mate.

Broly had both hands grabbing his head and he was screaming. The other Saiyans watched from a
distance as his hair started flickering in and out of gold.

Goku reached Broly and placed his hands on his cheeks. He gently tilted his face up and placed a
kiss on Broly's lips, silencing his cries. "Focus on me." Goku whispered against the wild Saiyan's
lips.
Broly panted and whimpered, his ki still unstable. Goku run a hand through his hair lovingly while
still kissing his mate. "Come back to me, Broly." He whispered again.

Broly's eyes opened and he brought his hands down to cup Goku's cheeks as he deepened the kiss.
His ki was still flared, however, and teetering on the edge of transformation.

"I'm here." Goku assured him. "Feel my energy."

Broly closed his eyes again and touched his forehead to Goku's, focusing on the smaller Saiyan's
energy. "K-Kakarot," Broly called in a trembling voice, "I- I n-need you." He gritted out.

Goku nodded and flew them to the ground. He lay on the rocky floor and pulled Broly on top, the
larger Saiyan immediately attacked Goku's mouth while tearing at their clothing.

"Oh, my." Bulma raised her eyebrows at the two partly naked Saiyans, "seems like I came at a bad
time… Or did I?"

Vegeta rolled his eyes and grabbed Bulma by the waist. "Everyone, to the cave." He picked up the
bag Goku was carrying and flew them to the shelter.

The other Saiyans followed without question. Turles offered to fly Lemo and Cheelai to their house
to which they accepted. It was a relatively short walk to the cave, but the two aliens felt Goku and
Broly needed the privacy as soon as possible.

As soon as Bulma entered the cave she pinched her nose. " Ugh, how can you live in this place?"

"Thank you." Lemo emphasized.

The Saiyans looked offended by the remarks.

Bulma snatched the bag from Vegeta and dug around it, finally pulling out a capsule that read ‘fan'
on it. She returned the bag to her husband before going deeper into the cave and throwing the
capsule on the floor. An industrial size fan appeared out of thin air and Bulma connected it to the
main energy source. "So how're the solar panels working out for you guys?"
"Splendidly." Vegeta answered.

Bulma turned on the fan and bit by bit, the air inside the cave was cleared. The blue haired woman
started walking around the cave, making calculations in her mind.

"So, Vegeta. Who's the blue haired person?" Bardock asked Vegeta.

"That is my Earth mate. Her name is Bulma. She has given me two cubs."

"WHAT?!" Three Saiyans shouted. Raditz knew that Vegeta had a circle back on Earth, but it
never came up in a conversation, so he didn't bother telling the others.

"I didn't know you had cubs!"

"They're half breeds!"

"What does that matter?"

"Did you give birth to them?"

Vegeta closed his eyes. "ENOUGH!" He shouted. "Who I choose to have cubs with is my business,
Bardock! And, no, Turles. I did not carry them."

"Hey, guys!" Bulma came back to the group after deciding where the stage should be placed.
"Sorry for not introducing myself, I'm Bulma! I'm the one who has been providing you with all that
delicious food and water." Bulma winked to the Saiyans.

The Saiyans' tone changed immediately.

"Pleasure to meet you. I'm-"

"Oh, I remember you, you're Raditz. I was there when you kidnapped Gohan, remember?" Bulma
interrupted gleefully. "Vegeta's told me all about you. I feel like we know each other." Bulma held
out her hand.

Vegeta gently put her hand down. "I have told you what giving your hand means, woman. Saiyan
greetings are different."

"Oh, I remember. I was asking him for permission."

Raditz gawked at the blue haired human and blushed. He held out his hand for Bulma to grasp.
The scientist grabbed Raditz's hand and kissed it.

"You do realize what you just did, woman?"

"I do, Vegeta. Geez, stop worrying so much." By kissing Raditz's hand, Bulma had granted him
permission to treat her as he would treat a lover.

Vegeta had to stop an involuntary purr that threatened to burst through.

Bulma turned to the next Saiyan, "scar on your cheek, messy hair just like Goku's, and eighties
style getup. You must be Bardock!"

The older Saiyan huffed.

Bulma approached him and leaned up as far as she could to reach his ear. "I hear you're a genius
with your mouth."

Bardock squinted. The Earthling was obviously trying to get on his good side.

"Oh! I remember, I got something for you that you'll love." Bulma took her bag from Vegeta and
reached inside. She pulled out a rectangular box. "Here, open it."
Bardock looked at the object and took it. He opened it and raised an eyebrow, "these are sticks…"

"Try one!" Bulma told the older warrior.

Bardock reluctantly grabbed a stick and placed it in his mouth. "It tastes weird."

"Chew on it a little bit." Bulma prompted.

As soon as Bardock chewed on the stick, flavor burst into his mouth. He couldn't help but moan at
the strange sugary taste.

"Those are called zoethout. It means 'sweet wood'. They're like fifty times stronger than sucrose!
That's an element found in the sugar we use on Earth. These roots are popular in the Netherlands
and I got them especially for you."

Bulma had Bardock in the palm of her hand with this treat.

"Hmmm," Bulma turned to Toma. "You have a bite mark on your shoulder, so I can safely assume
you're Toma, Bardock's mate, correct?"

Toma laughed and scratched his head, "that is correct."

"I hear you're a sweetheart, definitely not aggressive like most Saiyans. I got you some clothes,
although I do not mind seeing you naked~" Bulma eyed the tanned Saiyan openly.

"WOMAN!" Vegeta blushed at his vulgar mate.

"And you," Bulma looked at Turles, "you're that space pirate that tried to destroy our planet with
that tree of yours, Turles."

Turles smirked and bowed, "at your service. Any friend of Vegeta's is a friend of mine."
"Not so fast, mister. You need to apologize for all the strife you caused us." Bulma crossed her
arms.

Turles was left gaping, not knowing what to say. "I- Apologize then." He was seething inside but if
this individual was the one that provided them all with food and commodities, he had to stay on her
good side.

"I do hope that he's behaving." Bulma looked at Vegeta.

"He's trying."

Turles sneered at the Prince.

"And who are you two?" Bulma asked, referring to Cheelai and Lemo.

"I'm Lemo." The orange alien held out a hand as a greeting.

Bulma accepted it, "I hope holding hands doesn't mean something different in your culture." She
chuckled.

"Not at all. It's just a greeting." Lemo smiled.

"And I'm Cheelai! It's nice to have another woman around." She held out her hand and Bulma took
it.

"Oh, for sure! We gotta get together sometime on Earth and have a ladies' night out or something."

Cheelai quirked an eyebrow, not quite understanding what Bulma meant, but nodded her head
anyways.

"Well!" Bulma put the bag down and clapped her hands, "while we wait for Goku and Broly to
come back, how about you all take a quick shower," she pointedly looked at the Saiyans, "I have
big plans for you guys, and you owe me for all the nice things I've given you." She winked at the
 dumbstruck warriors.

Chapter End Notes

Sorry! the next chapter, which I'm writing right now, actually has the catwalk part in it
^^; This chapter became too long and I had to divide it.
 The Stage is Set
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

I'M SORRY! This chapter also became too long and I had to divide it again!
But the next part is already written so I can assure you 100% that we'll see the Saiyans
strutting their stuff on chapter 38.
ORZ

Thank you, Ishizu, for your help! You provided a lot of images that sparked my
imagination ;)

"Broly~" Goku moaned his mate's name as Broly penetrated him. The wild Saiyan was in no state
of mind to keep things slow. He needed release and he needed it as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"Hmm? For what?" Goku was confused.

"For this." Broly let his aura spill into his legendary form. His size increased, every muscle in his
body almost doubled in size. The one Goku felt the most was the muscle inside him.

"Ahh- HAAAAAAAAA!" Goku cried out in pain as he was stretched to accommodate Broly's
bigger size. He had to power up as well to keep his flesh from tearing apart.

Broly didn't stop there. Soon after transforming he started a punishing pace. Goku shouted and
moaned, the feelings bounced between pleasure and pain. He bit down on his lips when he felt
Broly's dick press against his cervix. How was he supposed to fit Broly's cock head in there?!

"Broly! Ya can't- Ya can't knot me like this!" Goku gritted. "Yer too big!"

The larger Saiyan tried processing his mate's words. His mind was foggy and he couldn't
concentrate on a single thing.
"Come inside me, but dun go in too deep." Goku elaborated.

Don't go in too deep. Don't go in too deep. Broly mentally repeated the phrase like a mantra.

The large Saiyan sat up, pulling Goku with him and sat him on his lap. Goku rather knelt on his
lap, Broly's dick was too big to go down to the base and actually sit on his lap. Broly hugged
Goku's middle and started pumping his hips up and down, a little more than half his size went in,
which was enough to not spear through into Goku's womb.

It didn't take him long to reach his peak and he came inside with a shout. His aura danced
dangerously around him. A sizeable crater appeared around them and rocks were shot like
projectiles in all directions.

The most amazing thing of all was that Broly's mind was clear now. He was in his Super Saiyan
Legendary form and he was clear headed. He turned to look at Goku and saw a pained expression
on his face. Broly gasped and pulled Goku off his cock. "I'm sorry."

"It's ok. Ya needed that." Goku gave him a crooked smile. "Are ya with me?" Broly nodded.
"That's great! Yer learnin' t' control yer power."

Broly sighed and powered down. He bent over to kiss his mate softly.

"We better get goin'." Goku got up on trembling legs. "The rest are waitin' for us."

"What about you? You haven't come." Broly felt really bad not giving his mate an orgasm.

Goku chuckled, "it's ok. This was about you. Ya needed release. It's all good." He turned to leave
when he felt Broly grab his hand. Goku turned to look at his mate and his heart broke at Broly's
expression. "Broly, it's fine. It dun always hafta be both of us comin'. I'm sure ya'll make up for it
next time!"

That seemed to calm Broly down a bit. When he saw Goku walking with a limp, however, Broly
couldn't take it anymore and he swept the smaller warrior off his feet and carried him to the cave
bridal style.

The two Saiyans arrived at the cave and saw the others were sitting in front of a tripod screen.
Bulma was explaining something to them.

"Oh! Just in time, you two-" Bulma stared at the Saiyans with tattered clothing not covering their
bits at all."-I was about to play a video so you guys can see how this modeling stuff works. You ok,
Son?"

"Oh! Eheheh. Broly, ya can put me down."

Broly shook his head and walked to the nest, placing Goku down on the soft furs. He remained by
Goku's side as if ready to do his bidding, whatever it may be.

"I'm ok, Broly. Let's see what Bulma has to show us." Goku's top gi at least covered him, but Broly
was completely exposed. Not that he cared. Broly didn't leave Goku's side.

Bulma tried to ignore the two partially naked Saiyans, plus Toma, who was completely naked, and
started playing the video.

"Did you enjoy the legendary cock inside you, Kakarot?" Vegeta, having taken a seat on the furs,
playfully whispered in Goku's ear.

"Oh, shut up, 'Geta." He remembered when Broly was in his rut and had gone legendary inside his
long term friend. The Earth raised Saiyan now held a different kind of respect for the Prince.

The video continued as the outfits and models became raunchier.

"A-ha-llright!" Turles cheered.

"I am not degrading myself to this." Bardock chewed on his sugary stick.

"I think it'll be fun." Toma, ever the optimist and go-getter, commented.

"Oh, maaan…" Raditz groaned and buried his face in his hands, embarrassed at the prospect of
having to strut in different outfits to please their human provider.
The video was soon over and the Saiyans now had an idea of what was expected of them.

"Well. Now we set up the stage and the clothes you'll be posing in." Bulma closed the tripod
screen and asked Vegeta to set it to the side. She then went to the far end of the cave with a capsule
in her hand and threw it far away from her.

A small stage appeared in a poof of smoke. It had a runway and lights and everything catwalks
needed.

"Now for the clothing." She returned to the nest and grabbed a few capsules. The Saiyans, curious
creatures that they were, watched as she threw the capsules, one by one, and racks of clothing
appeared out of thin air.

"How do you do that?" Bardock asked.

"Capsule technology." Bulma winked. "It's what made my family multi billionaires. That means
we're super wealthy." She stood straight and put her hand on her hip and winked at her husband.
"It's how I was able to bag me one of the most powerful warriors in this universe."

Vegeta had a coughing fit.

Bardock smirked at the Prince, "Vegeta, ya little whore."

"But ya didn't bag the more powerful warrior." Raditz winked back.

Bulma laughed at that. "You're right. I wasn't able to get Goku. I didn't have Broly's footlong
dick."

Now was Goku's turn to choke.

Bardock smirked at this vile blue haired creature, "we're gonna get along just fine."
Goku had a bad feeling about them getting along.

The stage was set, cameras were in position, Bulma set up the surround floor stereos with her
choice of music, the main lighting system was turned off, giving the illuminated stage the
spotlight, and the Saiyans, sans Vegeta, he refused to be part of this charade, were putting on the
first outfits behind the curtains. Bulma had specifically left a couple of racks for the very end.

The racks were divided by colors and the Saiyans each chose the color that best suited their
personality.

The blue haired scientist offered Cheelai and Lemo some wine and they accepted. She poured
herself a generous amount afterwards and was about to sit on the nest when Vegeta stopped her.

"It is dirty." Vegeta grabbed the top fur and wrapped it in a big bundle. At this rate, the nest would
soon disappear if they kept soiling each layer of fur and not wash the dirty ones. He threw the
bundled up pelt to the corner where the other chocolate covered fur lay forgotten and made his
way to the middle of the nest, facing the stage, and got comfortable.

Cheelai and Lemo took their seats on the two undamaged chairs that were left. Bulma sat next to
Vegeta with her glass of wine in one hand.

The Prince scoffed. "You do know only the pack is allowed on the nest."

Bulma smiled, "I am the pack, Vegeta."

The small warrior laughed. True, if it weren't for Bulma they wouldn't have good food, water, the
dragon radar, commodities, and a lot of other things the blue haired woman had given them out of
the goodness of her heart. Indeed, if anyone belonged to the pack, it was Bulma, their biggest
provider.

"Let's get this show started!" She cheered for the others to come out as she pressed play on the
remote control in her other hand. Music started blasting throughout the cave.

Lemo startled when the big stereo next to him started playing an alluring loud song. Cheelai
whooped and started adding moves to the beat of the song.
"I can see your type likes to go to dance gatherings!" Lemo had to raise his voice so Cheelai could
hear him.

"Oh, yeah! All the time! We enjoy dancing very much!" Cheelai replied.

The Prince harrumphed at the green alien. His eyes drifted towards his wife and he saw the
intensity in her eyes as they were trained on the stage. "You finally got to play Saiyan dress up, did
you not?" Vegeta didn't know if he should be mad at her for treating his warrior race as if they
were like those anorexic human models he'd sometimes end up watching with his wife because
Bulma liked to go to fashion shows. Vegeta thought the whole concept was an abomination. Bulma
disagreed, and on many occasions, she would drag Vegeta to a few shows. When she suggested he
participate in one of the shows as a model himself was where Vegeta drew the line. Being gawked
at by a bunch of puny humans made him feel nauseous.

"I told you I was going to get my Saiyan fashion show with or without you." Bulma flipped her
short hair and took a sip of her wine. She savored it before swallowing and sighed.

"We shall see how this plays out. At least it will be infinitesimally better than those human shows
you force me to go to." The Prince watched his wife's lips curve up.

"I have no doubt about that." Bulma replied.

 Feel the Rainbow
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

It's finally here XD I hope you all enjoy!

Thank you, Ishizu, for all your help and inspiration!

"Who goes first?" Toma asked Goku.

Goku shrugged, "how should I know? I've never done this before."

"I'll go first." Turles finished putting on some weird shoes with a stick protruding on the bottom of
the heel. Bulma had packed a whole bunch of high heels, and boots, and pumps of all shapes,
colors, and sizes. "Yeah. These fit better." Turles tossed the smaller shoes he tried on earlier aside.
He stood up and wobbled a bit before getting his bearings and walking without tripping on himself.
"I got this." He walked the steps to the curtains and opened them, revealing the tight outfit to the
public.

The audience cheered and whistled for him. Turles smiled, it wasn't every day he felt appreciated.

He gave one step and closed the curtains behind him, never turning away from the audience. He
gave another step, then another to the beat of the music. He strutted down the aisle, popping his
hips from side to side with every step, remembering what the models in the video did. As he
reached the end he stopped, placed his hands low on his hips, and turned to the side, sticking one
leg out, and looking past the audience.

The outfit Turles chose had high cut shorts, and a skin tight cropped top. The material was black
spandex with double purple bolts running down the side of the entire outfit. The crop top had white
print that read 'Cum Slut' on the front.

Turles gave a little turn and showed his other side. Then he walked back to the curtains, his tail
swayed happily up in the air.

Vegeta had to admit that Turles, next to Bardock, had the best ass ever. The high heels he had put
on made his rear pop out even more. Why hadn't he tapped that already was beyond him. Synthetic
Saiyan or no, Turles' body was built to get fucked.

The pirate reached the curtains and gave a side glance to the audience before spreading his legs
some and reaching for his knees with his hands. The tip of his tail sensually traced up his crotch
before he straightened up, reached back, and slapped his own ass, making it ripple through the
tight shorts. With a wink he disappeared behind the curtains.
The group cheered and clapped. Lemo pinched in between his eyes. "I can see where this is going."

Cheelai elbowed him, "just enjoy the show, you old fart."

Lemo sighed and gave a sarcastic smile as he clapped.

Turles came to the back of the stage and the others gathered around him.

"Well? How was it?" Raditz asked.

"Invigorating! Some gods' blood might mix in nicely with the feeling." Turles fanned himself.

Goku remembered the bag of cocoa that Vegeta had stashed back into a capsule. Being laid out in
the open was too tempting for the Saiyans, so the Prince had decided to put it away until further
notice. "I dun think that's a good idea…"

"Oh, come on. Tell us where Vegeta hid it." Bardock threw an arm around his youngest cub.

"I- Shouldn't someone be gettin' on the stage?!" Goku squeaked.

"I tag Broly." Turles slapped the taller Saiyan playfully on the arm.

"What does that mean?" Broly asked.

Turles smirked, "it means, you big stud, 'get your ass on the stage and strut your stuff'."

Broly made an 'oh' sound and walked to the steps. He had chosen surfer shoes with a printed t-shirt
and tight green shorts, it looked like he was trying to smuggle out a rolling pin in them. Broly took
one step and a ripping sound was heard coming from his shorts. Broly sighed, "all the clothes keep
tearing as soon as I move!"

"I'll go next while you get yourself fixed." Toma said. He was wearing a black v-neck shirt and
black shorts. They were decorated with a blue stripe going all the way down on either side of his
torso. He gave his mate a smile and went up the stairs towards the curtains.

He strode all the way to the end and stopped. He placed a hand on his hips while the other caressed
his face, dragging down towards his lips where fingers played with them. Toma's gaze fell on
Lemo's and he winked at the orange alien, making him blush and look away. The tanned Saiyan
wasn't stupid, he had immediately understood who Cheelai had been referring to when she had
asked him if he was ok with older guys. He had overheard their conversation, plus what Bardock
had said earlier that day about Lemo liking him… It didn't take a genius to add two plus two. A
little flirting wouldn't harm anyone. Toma turned to his side and bent down to touch his knee
length boots. His hands ran up his outstretched leg while he licked his lips. He turned around and
gave the crowd a good view of his ass before going back down the aisle.

Bardock sighed, "I'm sure ya can find something that'll fit yer… Generous proportions." He told
Broly.

"Here! I found a perfect one for ya." Goku pulled out a hanger with a black loin cloth with green
decorations hanging from it. "We can adjust yer size!"

Broly ripped off the torn shorts and Goku helped him with the loin cloth.

"There! Maybe you should lose the shirt." Goku suggested.

Broly took off the shirt, tearing it in the process, and got ready for his turn.

"Wait! There are shoes that go better with that outfit." Goku went through four pairs of identical
combat boots and chose the biggest ones. "Try these on."

Broly took off his surfer shoes and tried on the boots. They fit fine.
Just then, Toma came back feeling exhilarated.

"How'd it go, shosha?" Raditz asked.

"Oh, it's great!" Toma replied.

"Ok, I'll go after Broly." Raditz had chosen a tight black shirt with a big yellow swirl in the middle
of the chest area, and black shorts with another yellow swirl right on the crotch area.

"Yer turn, big guy!" Goku directed Broly to the stairs. "Good luck!"

Broly sighed and went through the curtains. The group watching him catcalled and shouted.
Cheelai actually got off her seat and cheered for him.

Broly smiled and began walking down the aisle as best he could, remembering to move like the
models he saw on the video. The tip of his dick could be seen with every swing of his hips under
the loincloth.

"Woohoohoo! Damn, he's big." Bulma commented taking another sip of the red wine.

Vegeta just shook his head at her and chuckled. "Soon you shall have us standing in line with our
erections in our hands and you shall take measurements and make a damn chart!"

"A Saiyan dick chart, you say…" Bulma's gears started turning. "That's not a bad idea. And I'll add
which one of you are lockers and latchers…"

"And then you shall have us go Super Saiyan and make new measurements." Vegeta shook his
head.

"Oh... I didn't take into account that you guys get bigger when you transform. Shit. Holy shit! How
big does Broly get?!"

"Weeeeeell, Kakarot was being carried for a reason when he came in, and you know how much he
can take."
Bulma took a deep swallow of wine. "What worries me is the clothing. Maybe the material is not
stretchy enough. I didn't go all out with techno fabric because I wanted to see how they looked
first."

"You best keep that in mind then. Us Saiyans grow~" Vegeta leaned in close and sniffed Bulma's
neck, making her shiver.

Broly made his way back to the other side of the stage.

"How'd it go?" Goku asked eagerly.

"I liked it. Cheelai stood up from her chair."

Goku chuckled. "Yer turn, big bro."

"Oh, yeah~" Raditz cracked his neck and went up the stairs. He spread the curtains with a flair and
held onto them as he swayed his hips from side to side in time with the music. He closed the drapes
behind him and walked with a bounce down the catwalk. As he got to the end he stopped and threw
his head down, making his hair fall in front of him. He then snapped his head back, making that
great mop of hair spin in the air and fall back behind him. His hips swayed to the music as Raditz's
hands rubbed across his pecs and down to his pelvis where he hooked both thumbs inside his shorts
and pulled them down a couple of inches, revealing his happy trail and the base of his cock.

Vegeta was THIS close to cheering him on. He caught himself in time and remained composed.

"Oh, lighten up, Vee. You don't need to be a prince all the time. Let loose once in a while." Bulma
crawled to the side of the nest and grabbed the bottle of wine from the ice bucket. Vegeta couldn't
help but check out her ass as she did so, but his eyes immediately returned to Raditz as the long
haired Saiyan lifted his hair in a bunch and turned around, showing off his ass and tail.

The blue haired human offered to refill the others' glasses of wine.
"You know, this is a bad idea but this stuff tastes wonderful." Lemo showed his glass and Bulma
poured.

"It is good, isn't it? It's my favorite wine. On Earth, we call it Pinot Noir, and I like it chilled. It's a
common myth that it should be kept at room temperature. If you do that you only taste the alcohol
and not the flavor." She poured Cheelai some more wine as well and returned the bottle back in the
ice bucket.

Bulma crawled back to her husband, who was practically drooling at the Saiyan on the stage.

"Should I get you a handkerchief? Or maybe a bucket."

Vegeta closed his mouth, wiped it with the back of his glove, and sneered at his wife.

"You shall be riding his cock one day, and you shall feel what it is like to have so much Saiyan
meat buried deep inside you."

Bulma shivered and took a long sip of her wine. "You sure you don't want any?"

"That stuff tastes like water to me. I shall pass."

Bulma shrugged and went back to enjoying the show.

Raditz came back from the stage, high on adrenaline.

"How was it for ya, brat?" Bardock asked.

"It feels almost as good as the fighting tournaments we had on Vegetasei. I tag you, baby brother."
Goku let out a breath of air and limped to the stairs.

"Lose the limp!" Bardock chuckled evilly.

Goku turned around and stuck his tongue out before going through the curtains.

His eyes needed to adjust to the light before he could walk down the aisle. Once he could see
better, he tried his best not to limp, while still moving his hips seductively. One glance at the
Prince was all he needed to solidify his resolve. The high heels didn't help his situation but he
would make it work.

His outfit consisted of a short kilt and a skin tight black shirt. The kilt had the inside folds orange
while the rest of it was black, and the shirt had an orange 'Butt Slut' printed on the front.

Goku reached the end of the catwalk and spread his legs, tilting his hips to the side. It was at this
moment that Broly's semen decided to trickle down his legs and Goku's face lit up as he felt
something warm flow down.

"WOOO, SON! YOU ARE WHAT YOU WEAR!" Bulma shouted and cheered some more.

Cheelai was having a massive nosebleed while Vegeta… The front of his pants were tented and the
predatory look on his face made Goku gulp.

Taking a deep breath, Goku turned around and sunk down until his butt was almost touching the
floor, if it weren't for his high shoes. He lifted his tail under the kilt and gave the audience a really
good view of his rump. As soon as the crowd, mainly Cheelai and Bulma, started cheering again,
Goku lowered his tail quickly and stood up. One thing he learned from the video was that teasing
got a better reaction from the crowd.

Feeling bold, the young Saiyan, back still to the audience, brought his hand down to the back of his
leg to where the semen was dripping down and smeared his fingers in it. He then traced a line from
the inside of his leg to his butt cheek, lifting the kilt as his hand rose higher. He then brought his
cum stained fingers to his mouth and sucked on them while swaying his hips in a hypnotic manner.

Suddenly, a voice rang from the curtains, and Bardock stood with his head out, "THAT'S MY
CUB, BITCHES!" And pointed at Goku's gyrating body.

Goku smiled and walked back to the other side of the curtains. The responses he got from the
crowd were invigorating.
"OH, MY GODS!" He squealed.

"I KNOW, RIGHT" Turles joined Goku's fangirling.

"It feels so awesome t' be cheered on like that! Yer turn, 'Dock."

"Hmph. Watch and learn cub." Bardock chewed on the stick and got a fresh blast of flavor in his
mouth before stepping onto the stage. The scarred Saiyan looked back to his mate and wiggle his
butt, making Toma groan, right before passing through the curtains.

Bardock chose long black low riding leggings with ankle boots, and a printed shirt that barely went
down to his naval. The shirt read on the front 'Who needs tits' and on the back it read 'When you
got an ass like this?' and a huge red arrow beneath the text pointed downwards. A red thong poked
up over the pants' edge and reached right below his tail gland.

The audience cheered when he took on the stage. He swayed his hips exaggeratedly to the beat of
the music, exactly how he'd seen on the video, and waved his tail behind him. He came to a halt at
the end of the catwalk and popped his hips to the side. His hands came up and outlined the print on
his shirt. Then he turned around and grabbed his buttocks firmly while his tail traced around the
words on the back of his shirt. The coup de grâce was when he slipped a finger under one of the
strings of the thong, pulled it back, and let it snap back against his skin with a sharp crack.

Catcalls and hootings came from the small group, Lemo had only been clapping all along, but
Cheelai and Bulma had been the noisiest. Even Vegeta whistled from time to time.

Bardock lifted his arms in the air and made himself bounce on his heels, his ass bounced along
with him and the noise from the crowd grew. He had to admit it was a nice feeling having this
much power over the others by means of showing off their body. This was almost the same as their
tournaments, indeed. Only there was no combat, only sensual movements.

The older Saiyan made his way back to the other side of the stage and hummed. This was kind of
fun after all was said and done.
 Taste the Rainbow
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

There is a very short, very MILD incest scene between Toma and Goku [because I hc
that Toma is Goku's "surrogate" parent. I mean, they're not blood related, but in Saiyan
culture that doesn't matter.]
So yeah, from a human pov it's kinda incesty? If you squint you can overlook it.
Plus, they do it all for show. And they're high on chocolate. Again.

Bardock commented to the others as he came back from the stage, "how about we give them one
last look at the outfits together as a group before we… Change." The older Saiyan paused as he
saw his youngest cub on the floor getting eaten out by the wild warrior.

Broly came up from under Goku's kilt, his tongue still sticking out, and looked at Bardock.

Goku tilted his head back and saw an upside down Bardock looking right at him with a raised
eyebrow.

"He wanted to clean me." Was Goku's only response.

Broly went back down to licking his semen out of Goku's breeder.

"No time for that! Let's all get back on stage." When Vegeta wasn't around, Bardock was certainly
the highest authority.

Goku pulled Broly back and gave him a kiss, moaning as he tasted Broly's cum, and himself, on his
lips, "we'll continue this later."

Broly smiled and got up. There was one problem though…

"Oh, no." Bardock sighed, "ya two gotta kill yer mood."
"Or ya both can just go out with boners." Raditz shrugged. "Give the public a nice eyeful."

"If they get to go out with boners then so do I!" Turles started rubbing himself through his shorts.

"Fine! We'll do the boner thing." Bardock walked to Toma and squatted down, burying his face in
his mate's crotch.

Toma made a surprised noise that transformed into a moan when he felt Bardock's nose nuzzle his
cock.

Raditz grabbed Turles by the hips and ground his groin against his butt.

"Excuse you?" Turles chuckled.

"Yer the best one for the job~" Raditz purred.

That made Turles blush. He decided not to overthink what was said.

Soon all six Saiyans were sporting erections and Bardock signaled for them to enter the stage in the
same order they had entered the first time. Turles, Toma, Broly, Raditz, Kakarot, and himself
stepped out onto the stage and the girls went wild, even Vegeta hollered at them.

Lemo buried his face in his hands, covering his blush.

The six Saiyans struck a pose, their hard ons clearly visible, and then left the stage to try on more
outfits.

"They really went wild." Raditz said while taking off his shirt and throwing it in a pile.

Turles hummed. "We should step it up a notch."

"How do you mean?" Toma asked.

"Go out in pairs. They seemed to enjoy it more when we're together." Turles explained.
Goku whined. He knew what that implied and he couldn't do such things in front of their friends,
especially Vegeta. It was one thing to do stuff by himself, but with others… Making a hasty
decision, the young Saiyan left the group and made a beeline to the capsule that held the cocoa
bag. He looked at it and took a deep breath before returning behind the stage.

He saw the others donning their new 'punk style' outfits. Broly was still having trouble finding
clothing that would fit him and not rip as soon as he started moving, but in this style, ripped clothes
were no problem at all.

These were more decent looking outfits, less arousing. But Goku was sure that, even more so with
the gods' blood, the Saiyans would find a way to make these suits provocative.

Without giving it another thought, Goku clicked the capsule and threw it to the floor. The bag
appeared and the bitter scent of cocoa permeated the air.

Bardock perked up. "Is that- What I think it is?"

"Baby brother, are ya sure yer up for this?"

"Let's just do it." Goku sighed.

Turles quickly grabbed the bag and set it on the back of the stage. Just like Vegeta had done all
those days ago, he took the small scoop and placed six piles on the stage floor behind the curtains.

"Let's dig in." He made a line with one pile and inhaled it.

Raditz and Bardock followed. Toma made a line of powder for himself and Broly. Last was Goku.
He closed his eyes for a second and then snorted his line of cocoa powder.

"We just do one, ok guys?" Goku shook his head, feeling the effects of the powder.

"Wooo!" Turles cheered and grabbed Raditz's hand, pulling him onto the stage. To the rhythm of
the music, Turles started grinding himself against the long haired Saiyan, not quite dancing, but
close to it.

If Raditz wasn't high, he'd be trying to push Turles away because of Vegeta's command to stay
away from the clone. But now, Raditz didn't have a care in the world. He had a pliant warm body
next to him and he was going to enjoy it. Repercussions could come later.
Turles ran his hands from Raditz's crotch to his pecs. Raditz pulled Turles close by the waste and
ground his hips against his.

Bulma and Cheelai catcalled, and shouted, and fist pumped the air.

Vegeta growled under his breath, but even he couldn't deny they looked great together. The outfits
were too human for his tastes, the torn jeans and long sleeve shirts worn around the waist were not
meant for a warrior race. Not to mention the accessories.

"Woman, you have disgraced my race. What were you thinking when you chose these attires? We
cannot fight in these!"

"These clothings aren't meant for fighting. They're meant to make you look good. Just look at their
asses! TURN AROUND, BOYS!"

Vegeta rubbed a hand down his face and blushed as Raditz and Turles turned around, Raditz pulled
his long hair to his front to give a nice view to the audience. Their tails swung left to right. Even
with that pesky shirt around his waist, Turles' ass still stood out, and when Raditz lifted the edge of
his loose jacket to show his rear in those tight jeans… "Alright, FINE!" Vegeta leaned back on the
furs and sulked.

"Told you." Bulma winked and finished off her glass of wine.

The two Saiyans left only to have two more come out to the stage; Broly and Bardock.

The larger Saiyan's outfit was tearing at the seams but he was able to walk down the aisle without
causing too much damage to it. Bardock walked in front of him. They reached the end and Bardock
suddenly bent down and rubbed his ass against Broly's crotch.

"Stretch yer arms out and flex them!" Bardock indicated.

Broly followed his instructions and the moment he flexed, his shirt ripped in several places.

Cheelai actually spilled her wine, Lemo was quick to catch the glass and keep it from shattering
against the floor. Bulma hollered and Vegeta sat up, his eyes open wide and roaming across the
built Saiyan's strong arms and chest.

Broly smirked and brought his arms down to lift Bardock back up and against him. His hands ran
almost possessively across the older Saiyan's body, making sure to touch his crotch and his
nipples.

Bardock closed his eyes and moaned at the feeling of those powerful hands roam across his body.
"This calls for another glass of wine!" Bulma shouted. She went to pour some wine and offer some
more to the others. "Oops! Looks like we're all out, I'm going to get some- Some more." Bulma
walked rather unsteadily to where she had unencapsulated several bottles before the show began
and grabbed another bottle. She brought it to Vegeta and batted her eyes at him.

The Prince rolled his eyes and very easily pulled the cork out. Bulma placed a kiss on his cheek
and took the bottle from him.

"Woman, you are drunk." The smaller Saiyan scoffed but chuckled all the same.

Bulma ignored him in favor of watching the Saiyans on the catwalk now turning around to leave
the stage for the last pair.

She quickly filled Cheelai's cup and Lemo's and placed the bottle in the ice bucket.

In the meantime, Toma and Goku came out. The younger Saiyan moved to the music, actually
dancing, while Toma tried mirroring his moves.

Vegeta watched his former rival through half lidded eyes, he still couldn't get that image of Goku
in a kilt and dripping semen from his mind. Once this show was over, he would make his desires
known to him.

Their eyes suddenly met and Goku couldn't help but blush as he stopped moving his hips against
Toma's.

Toma noticed Goku's distraction and turned the smaller Saiyan towards him. Goku's back towards
the audience, Toma grabbed Goku's ass and spread his asscheeks apart, he made eye contact with
the Prince and winked while smirking evilly.

Vegeta's mouth fell open. This was clearly a challenge.

Toma touched Goku's tail and rubbed it softly, making his cub purr. The Prince growled. The fur
on his tail stood on edge.

"Easy, Your -hic- Majesty. This is all for fun." Bulma patted her husband's back.

Vegeta's tail lashed out over the green pelts. He huffed and watched as the two Saiyans returned to
the back of the stage.

After a few moments, all the Saiyans poured out and posed for the crowd.

Bulma fist pumped and cheered for them, spilling some wine on Vegeta.
"WOMAN!"

"Ooooops~" Bulma chuckled. "My bad."

Cheelai was just as bad off as Bulma, and Lemo even more so. He actually cheered for the Saiyans
this time.

"Bunch of lightweights…" Vegeta groused as the warriors disappeared through the curtains.

Behind the stage, the Saiyans were getting ready for the next suits. Or trying to. They were very
distracted with each other as they took off their current outfits.

"What- IS this?" Raditz stepped away from a handsy Turles and took a piece of garment from his
rack and studied it.

"Oh! That looks like a swimsuit." Goku looked at it better. It was definitely a weird, very revealing
swimsuit.

"Humans wear clothing to swim?" Turles raised an eyebrow, going back to caressing Raditz's body.

"Yeah, we do that on Earth." Goku took a look through the racks and found a total of six
swimsuits. "Let's do these next!" He exclaimed.

"I hope these won't rip apart." Broly said as he looked at them.

Goku closed his eyes half way and took a whiff of Broly's scent. He started purring again and
dropped the swimming attires as he got close to his mate.

Bardock, trying to be the levelheaded one, tsked, "we got a show to put on." He finished taking his
clothes off and chose a red swimsuit. "How do ya even put this on?!"
"I think we're gonna need help from Bulma." Goku stepped away from Broly and peeked around
the stage, calling his childhood friend over.
 Chase the Rainbow
Chapter Notes

Please ignore Raditz's brother complex ORZ Pretend he's just staring at Turles.

Aslo, this chapter was getting to be very long so I had to rush it a bit :( Sorry.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Bulma stumbled to get out of the nest and to the back of the stage. Goku stood there, half naked,
touching his index fingers together.

"What is it, Son?" Bulma slurred.

"We need help with the swimsuits. I can't understand how some are supposed to work."

"Oh! No problem. I'll help out." Bulma made her way to the back of the stage and started
explaining how to put on the swimsuits. "Ok, this one is a half th-thong. You put it on one leg and
the back is held by your butt and the front is held by your dick."

"I want that one." Turles snatched the purple half thong and put it on following Bulma's directions.

"This one is called a mankini. Think about pants with suspenders, only these aren't pants, they're
like- Underwear."

"Put it on me." Bardock commanded the blue haired woman.

Bulma made a mocking salute and helped Bardock get into the red outfit.

"Mankini costume thong~ Who wants help with this one?" Once Bulma was done helping
Bardock, she held up a black, white, and blue swimsuit.

"I can wear that one." Toma volunteered.

"Ok, so you put the bottom part on like your under armor, and then you hook the upper part around
your neck, just stick your head right through this hole."

Toma followed her instructions and ended up wearing a swimsuit with the neck, including a
bowtie, and bottom connected by a blue strap that ran down the middle of his torso. "That wasn't so
hard." He mumbled. "How do I look?"

"You really want me to tell you with your mate right in front of me?" Bulma snickered.

Toma snorted and grabbed Bardock by the waist, pulling him into a kiss that got too deep for
Bulma to keep staring at them without feeling like she was intruding.

"How do I put this one one?" Broly asked, showing Bulma a green swim jock.

"Oh, sweetheart." Bulma looked at Broly's erection. "I don't think you can fit in these. Not with
THAT." Bulma pointed in the general direction of Broly's crotch.

"I'll help him out!" Goku, without thinking, pulled a Bardock on his mate and sank to his knees in
front of Broly, taking his massive hard on in his mouth.

Bulma's eyes widened. Well, if the Saiyans wanted to give her a show then who was she to refuse?

Goku couldn't even fit half of the erection in his mouth, so he wrapped his hand around the base
and started jacking Broly off.

"Wow. You guys are definitely size queens."

"Mmm~ What does that mean?" Turles purred, getting closer to the human, his tail made loops in
the air.

Bulma recognized the tail language, as she had seen Vegeta do this many times, after he got his tail
back, before pouncing on her. "Careful, stud, my husband, the Prince -hic- of all Saiyans is just
'round the corner." She winked at the dark skinned warrior.
"Hmph. Indeed he is." Turles backed off.

Raditz, however, practically had Vegeta and Bulma's blessing to treat the woman as one of his
lovers. He approached the blue haired beauty and slyly said, "will I get turned down?"

"Oh, you're funny." Bulma smiled wickedly at the long haired Saiyan. She looked down and saw
that he already had a swimsuit on, a yellow pistol bikini. "Nice choice. It defines you well." She
spoke above a whisper.

"It was the easiest one to put on, and one that would be big enough for me." Raditz grabbed his
junk as he backed Bulma into the back of the stage.

"I- Better go see what… Vegeta is up to."

Raditz leaned in and smelled her neck. Bulma's eyes fluttered as the burly warrior ran his nose
across her skin. "Yeah. You better." He leaned back and gave Bulma a fanged smile.

Bulma gathered her thoughts and quickly returned to the nest, forgetting all about helping Broly
into the swim jock.

She grabbed her wine glass which she left on the floor by the bed and took a big gulp, before
crawling back next to Vegeta.

It took the Prince one sniff. "And why the Hell are you aroused?!" He took another sniff, "I can
smell Raditz on you!"

"Oh, n-nothing happened."

Vegeta growled and pinned Bulma to the furs, his eyes were ablaze. Bulma's pupils dilated. The
wine glass spilled all over the green pelts.

"You are allowed him only when I am around." Vegeta growled.

"He just smelled my neck, Vee. Like I said, nothing happened."

"Saiyans do that when we want to have sex."

"You sniffed my neck just a while ago!"

Vegeta quirked an eyebrow at her. "It is called teasing, woman."

"Well, it definitely worked."

Vegeta was about to kiss her when he saw someone move in his peripheral vision. He turned to
look at the stage and saw Turles wearing a…

"What the Hell is he wearing?!"

"Oh, that's called a half thong."

"It has only one side!"

"Hence the name…" Bulma squinted at the Prince.

Cheelai cheered as Turles made his way, barefoot like all the others, to the end of the stage. He
grabbed his hips and shimmied them to the beat of the music.

"WOOOOO!" Bulma yelled at him. "SHAKE IT!"

Vegeta was transfixed by the display. How could humans be so vulgar as to wear something like
that? Full nudity had less of an impact.

Turles turned around and lifted his tail, giving the group a full view of his tail gland and ass,
clearly in a raunchy fashion.
-

While Turles did his thing, Broly was getting closer to the edge with Goku swallowing around his
shaft.

"Ng! I'm close. So close." Broly whispered as he caressed Goku's hair.

The smaller Saiyan put more effort into his actions and soon he had Broly spilling down his throat.

Broly let out a loud groan as he came. His hips moved erratically a couple of times and he pulled
Goku's face closer to him, as much as he could without hurting him.

Goku felt Broly's dick start to shrink. He popped off the shaft, "ok, done, Bulma… Bulma?"

"She left. She was one step away from getting fucked by yers truly." Raditz pointed at himself.

Goku scowled at his brother. "Now how am I supposed t' get this thing on him…" He studied the
swim jock and finally figured it out by the time Turles returned.

"Toma, you're next." Turles announced.

"As soon as I get 'Dock off me." Toma moaned.

Bardock was on his knees, an expected position and not at all surprising, sucking his mate off.
Toma wasn't even trying to get him off. If anything, Bardock was being encouraged.

Turles marched towards them and crouched behind his lookalike. "You need to make him come
fast, Bardy. Get your game on. Get all that sweet thick semen out of him and into your mouth." He
whispered seductively.

Bardock whimpered and put more effort into his actions. He knew exactly what to do to make his
mate blow his top off and it wasn't long until Toma was moaning Bardock's name and shooting
down his throat, triggering Bardock's own orgasm as he felt cum fill his mouth. Luckily, Bardock
had the foresight to release his erection from his tight outfit so as not to stain it when he climaxed.
"Great. Now get your ass out there before you spring another stiffy." Turles helped get Toma's
swimsuit back in place and ushered him to the curtains.

Toma was still dazed as he stepped out and onto the catwalk. He blinked a couple of times until his
eyes adjusted, then he presented his outfit to the others.

"Looks like you need help with that." Turles' eyes happened to drift over Raditz's crotch.

With all the things going on around him, plus the gods' blood, Raditz had gotten very aroused and
his swimsuit was stretched out to the max.

"Go help my brother and I'll watch." Raditz purred.

Turles' smirk couldn't get any wider. He stalked towards Goku, and pressed his body against his.
Goku was too horny to care who this was, it was a warm hard body and that was good enough for
him.

Goku clashed their mouths together as Turles ran his hands down and behind him to grab his ass.

"Oh, yeah. Now THIS is a show." Bardock joined the group. "I'm gonna get hard again just from
watching them."

"Oh, yeah." Raditz grabbed his erection and started taking care of himself.

Broly's eyes widened as he saw the two almost identical Saiyans make out with themselves.

"Don't they look gorgeous?" Raditz walked to the taller Saiyan and swung an arm around his
shoulders.

Broly gulped and nodded vigorously.

Just then, Toma came back from the stage, sporting a renewed hard on. "Bardock," He panted. "On
your knees!"

"Again?" The older Saiyan scoffed humorously.

"Are you complaining?" Toma growled playfully.

"Never!" Bardock got down to work.

"Broly, ya got the stage." Raditz nudged the wild Saiyan to the steps.

Broly was already starting to get hard from the cocoa powder and from watching his mate fool
around with Turles.

"Think ugly thoughts." Was Raditz's advice as Broly made his way up the steps and through the
curtains. After Broly left, Raditz started jacking himself off as quickly as he could since it was his
turn next.

Turles and Goku made out furiously, and when Turles snuck his fingers inside Goku's breeder, the
younger Saiyan parted to let out a long moan. The pirate smirked and added his tail to the fingers.
Goku slumped against him, not being able to keep himself up. Turles lowered them to the floor and
kept fucking Goku with his tail, his hand grabbed a hold of Goku's shaft and started pumping it
fast.

"Turles!" Goku whined.

Raditz felt himself tip over the edge. "Fuck!" He came in long streams, some accidentally got on
Goku and Turles as well as all over the floor. This side of the cave would need to be scrubbed
down thoroughly to get rid of all the spunk.

Suddenly, screams of delight came from the other side of the stage. A very aroused Broly returned
from the catwalk, his swim suit was in tatters because he just couldn't get the images of Goku and
his almost twin out of his head.
"It broke." Broly complained holding up the torn pieces of the swimsuit.

"Yeah, I could hear the screams." Raditz smiled lazily. He tucked himself inside his swimsuit and
climbed up the stairs.

"Want to help me with this one?" Turles called Broly over.

The larger Saiyan raised an eyebrow at the pair. Turles was fucking Goku with his tail! Broly got
behind Turles and used his tail to get inside his mate as well, curious at this new way of having
sex. Goku moaned as the two tails wriggled inside him.

"How about you fuck me with that huge dick of yours?" Turles purred at Broly as he wiggled his
ass against the wild Saiyan's groin.

Broly looked at Goku, "is that alright?"

Goku moaned and nodded his head. He didn't even know what he was agreeing to, but as long as
those tails kept doing what they were doing, Goku was fine with anything.

Turles tensed as inch by glorious inch of Saiyan meat made their way inside his mating entrance.
He moaned when Broly's dick reached his cervix and there was still a lot more cock to go. "Just
how BIG are you?!" Turles asked, rhetorically. He pushed back to get more of that shaft inside, the
opening to his womb stretched deliciously as Broly's cock made its way inside. Turles almost came
at the feeling of being stretched beyond his limits. He pushed back more as Broly pushed forward
until he was as deep as he could go.

Turles let out a loud moan as his womb was invaded by such a delicious cock. "You, lucky bitch."
Turles turned to Goku and started jacking him off quickly. Raditz would return any moment and
then it would be Goku's turn.

The added feeling of a hand around his shaft, and with the aid of the aphrodisiac, Goku came just
as Raditz returned from the stage.

The long haired Saiyan refrained from any lewd actions and grabbed his brother, helping him on
 his unsteady legs. "Yer turn, baby brother."

Goku hastily put on his teardrop g-string swimsuit and walked up the stairs.

"Damn…" Raditz took a deep breath. He turned to the dark skinned Saiyan, "I'm gonna need yer
mouth, Turles."

The pirate licked his lips and opened his mouth. Raditz neared the couple and kneeled down in
front of the clone, bringing his hardening dick to Turles' lips.

"Ohhh~ 'Dock. It's almost your turn." Toma tried to pull Bardock off to no avail. "I want to suck
you too."

That got Bardock's attention and he pulled off his mate. Toma lay down on the rocky floor and
Bardock climbed on top of him, facing the other way. He caressed Toma's face with his tail before
going back to sucking him off. The tanned Saiyan moaned and took Bardock into his mouth. No
stops were pulled, Bardock needed to get off fast before getting on the stage. Toma moved
Bardock's swimsuit to the side and stuck two fingers inside his breeder. Bardock tensed and let out
a long moan, he also mimicked his mate and wiggled two fingers inside Toma's breeder. The taller
Saiyan choked, still not used to being breached.

"I really need to fuck ya one day." Bardock purred.

Toma's eyes rolled to the back of his head from just imagining Bardock penetrating him. Bardock
started moving his hips against Toma's mouth, and soon he was coming down his throat. He
muffled his moan against Toma's groin and started sucking harder.

Toma shouted and shot his load inside Bardock's mouth, the feeling left him dizzy, his eyes
unseeing. He could only feel as Bardock got up, and leaned down to kiss him before the older
Saiyan left to the stage.

Chapter End Notes

Some of the bathing suits can be seen here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuiHqmN15q0

Or you can just google the names of the bathing suits if you're curious. I made sure I
got the names right.

Thank you, Try Guys, for inspiring me, and thank you, Ishizu, for suggesting the
bathing suit show ;D

Missing Scene:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/46710271#workskin
 Afterparty
Chapter Notes

Ishizu:
This a continuation of a missing scene [Ch. 40-41 Catch the Rainbow] containing
incest themes, read at own risk.

Alpha:
You don't HAVE to read it, but this chapter would make a bit more sense if you read
the missing scenes one.
I understand some people don't like incest. Even though it's among aliens that have
nothing to do with human culture and don't have the 'inbred' mental problems human
babies can get, so incest is not a problem for them.

Sooo, here's the link if you're interested:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/46710271

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Dead silence rang for a moment before all the Saiyans seemingly collectively decided that the
damage was already done, and went back to their activities.

Without caring about the wreckage he had done to the stage, Broly kept on going at it with his
mate. Goku, not being able to do much other than take it as much as he could, just lay there trying
to figure out what just happened, still a bit slow thanks to the gods' blood.

"Broly, I don't think this is the best place, maybe we-"

Broly loved his mate, he really did, but sometimes he did talk too much, but Broly knew how to
handle that. With minimal effort he tossed Goku's legs over his broad shoulders, and hammered
down into his mate, making the still legwarmers clad legs swing to and fro in the air and Goku lose
all train of thought.

Needless to say, Goku had no more complaints.

"BOYS!" Bulma's miffed voice interrupted the two Saiyans. Having gotten up from her spot in the
nest, she'd wobbly made her way to where the sad remains of the stage were. "You ruined my -hic-
Stage!"

Goku looked up at her, "I dun understand. What happened?"

Bulma crossed her arms. "You fucked my stage to death, Goku! That's what happened! AND you
ruined the outfit I got you!"

Goku looked around himself to see the tattered remains of the curtains and the wooden planks all
in disarray on the cave floor. "Oops." He gulped. "Umm, I can try and fix it, but-"

Bulma snorted, "no -hic- Thanks, I have a better use for you two. First you'll finish giving me this
show between you two, then I'll tell you more. Now Broly, fuck him harder!"

Goku had a bad feeling about this.

Bulma was evil. There was no doubt. Goku loved her, but she was evil. Simple as that.

"Hey, baby bro! Ya looking good in that outfit!"

Goku snarled and ignored his loud brother as he walked around the cave offering drinks to the
smirking partiers. Honestly, it was not like it was his fault that Broly fucked with the force of an
earthquake hitting a ten on the Richter scale.

Also, where did Bulma get these outfits? Did she just have them lying around? The weirdest part
was that this was tailored to his size perfectly.

At least it wasn't just him being punished. Broly was stuck on 'bartending' duty at the bar Bulma
had brought with her.

Still didn't change that Goku got the worst end of the stick, because apparently while Broly had
ONLY ruined the stage, Goku'd ruined the stage AND his outfit.

Broly had ruined several outfits over the course of the show but 'nooo' he couldn't help it- 'He was
just big, not irresponsible'. Heck, Bulma had even demanded the other 'models' turn over their
outfits to keep them from getting dirtier, leaving them all naked at the moment. One would think
she'd be more angry with Broly for ruining more attires than the others.
To be fair, Goku also suspected it was a matter of Broly not being able to get into this bunny outfit,
but he'd never get a straight answer from her. Lost in thought, Goku didn't sense the hand making
its way towards his ass before he felt a pinch, and jumped away like a scalded cat, narrowly
avoiding spilling the drinks on the tray.

He gave his smirking brother a death glare which seemed to have no effect. Keeping an eye out for
other wandering hands, he continued serving drinks to the rest of the pack now seated around the
small table from the Valentine's chocolate party. He placed a shot glass down in front of Vegeta,
determinedly avoiding looking at the surely smirking face.

"Honestly, woman. You call this alcohol." Vegeta picked up the small glass of vodka-tequila with
disdain etched on his elegant face and drank it as if it were mere water.

Bulma turned from talking with Cheelai to her husband, "oh, you want the Saiyan approved stuff,
huh?"

"There's stronger stuff?" Cheelai groaned and grabbed her spinning head.

"Don't -hic- Sweat it, hun. I have these… Pills…" Bulma went to rummage for a small bottle in her
bag and whooped when she pulled it out. "I invented these when I realized I couldn't hold my
alcohol well enough for His Majesty here. These pills help you be able to tolerate alcohol better.
That should give us a small chance to keep up with the boys."

Cheelai didn't even question the smart human. She took the offered pill and swallowed it in one
gulp. Bulma took a pill for herself.

The scientist then pulled a marked capsule from the bag and threw it on the floor behind her. A few
bottles of absinthe appeared.

Vegeta walked to the bottles and grabbed one. "Oh, yes. This is much better. Seventy four percent
alcohol. Not as strong as our alcohol on Vegetasei but it will do."

Bulma just rolled her eyes, too used to Vegeta being a snob and Saiyans' ridiculous biology.

"Too bad -hic- Lemo didn't want to stay for the after p-party." Cheelai said sadly.

"It's his loss!" Bulma piped up. "Now come dance with me!"
Cheelai giggled as Bulma pulled her aside and both girls started dancing to the upbeat music.

Vegeta shook his head and headed to the bar where Broly was. Leave it to Bulma to even
encapsulate a bar for this occasion. Well, it was free booze so no complaining here. Except maybe
over the strength of said booze.

Vegeta smirked as Broly topped off another drink with his cream. "You might want to switch
bottles, Broly. I have something a bit stronger here." The Prince handed Broly the dark green
bottle.

The large Saiyan studied it before shrugging and serving a new batch of drinks.

"Say, Broly. I think I shall have a 'Blowjob'."

Bardock almost choked on his drink and turned around to look at Vegeta so fast he almost snapped
his neck. "Did somebody want a 'blowjob'?"

Toma dope slapped him, "no, you sweet idiot. Vegeta's asking for a type of drink."

Bardock rubbed the back of his head and pouted, both over the slap and the loss of a blowjob
opportunity.

A snort was heard from down the table, "you always did have a one track mind, Bardy."

"Up yours, clone."

"What, are you offering?"

Bardock didn't even bother replying to Turles. It was exactly what the dark skinned Saiyan
would've wanted.

Vegeta looked at the pack seated around the table and added, "as a matter of fact, Broly, give us all
Blowjobs."

Broly tilted his head, not understanding what the Prince was asking of him.

"I mean the drink called 'Blowjob'. If I wanted the other type I'd ask Bardock."

Broly still looked at a loss.

"Oh, nevermind. Here…" Vegeta walked to the other side of the bar and showed Broly how to
make a blowjob drink.

"...And then you just top it off like this, if you have trouble getting your cream out, just look at
Kakarot."

Hearing his name, Kakarot's head swirled around from where he was standing near the table,
though not within 'pinching-distance'. Vegeta licked his lips. Bulma had outdone herself today, he
had to admit. He let his eyes run up and down Kakarot's form as he made his way back to the table.

Correctly guessing the Prince's thoughts, Goku just narrowed his eyes at him, knowing there was
little he could do. Really, the outfit was just plain ridiculous. The only places he'd seen it was in
Master Roshi's magazines, and that one time Bulma had worn it, shortly after they'd first met and
had been stuck in the desert. What was up with bunnies being sexy? He turned on his high heels,
adjusted the fishnet stockings, corrected the placement of his fake bunny ears, and walked back
over to the bar, several eyes following his movements. He brought over the drinks and placed them
on the table.

Bulma and Cheelai came back from dancing and settled between the Saiyans.

"Oooo~ What are we doing here?" Bulma asked, eyeing the whipped cream topped glasses.

"Blowjob shots." Vegeta answered as he passed a drink to her. "Made with latcher cum instead of
Irish Cream."

Bulma made a face. "Alright then, does everyone know how to do this?" The Saiyans, Vegeta
excluded, looked at her confused.
"I was getting there…" The Prince snarled.

"I can show them!" Bulma interrupted. "You put your -hic- Hands behind your back, and grab the
glass with your mouth…" She put her lips around a shot glass and threw her head back, downing
the drink. She then took the glass out of her mouth and placed it on the table with a loud clunk.
"And that's how you do it. Damn, that's some thick stuff!"

"That's latcher cum for you." Bardock smirked as he placed his lips around his glass and imitated
the blue haired human.

Toma watched his mate down the drink without a problem. He then turned to Bulma, "it's a sign of
a healthy, or backed up latcher."

"That stuff's great for ya, yer skin, hair… We used to make beauty products with it on Vegetasei."
Raditz added. "If it was thick enough, you could just use it as a face mask right there."

Bulma's mouth hung open. "BEAUTY PRODUCTS?!"

Vegeta sighed, "woman, get some samples later and examine them on Earth, we are drinking
now."

"Indeed," said Turles, "and I have a suggestion after this drink- BODY SHOTS!"

"HELL, YEAH! Haven't done that in ages!" shouted Bardock.

Raditz and Toma started chanting, "SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS!" And soon everyone at the table
joined in.

"Ohh, you have those on Vegetasei also?" Bulma asked.

"We had a lot of similar drinking traditions on my home planet, woman. Now everyone, finish your
drinks so we can proceed with the body shots." Vegeta's command was obeyed by the others. There
was some choking here and there, but eventually, everyone had downed their drinks.

Vegeta smiled, "right, now we just need a 'shot glass'. KAKAROT, COME HERE."

A wave of excitement spread around the table, the same time a wave of dread spread through
Goku's body, and the Saiyans had a hard time keeping from smiling like loons.

The 'waiter' quietly made his way to the table where he was unceremoniously picked up and
thrown on top of it, shot glasses clattered to the floor. "HEY! What the-"

"Kakarot, unless you want that outfit ripped, I suggest you roll down the top part." The Prince
warned.

Not waiting for an answer, the other Saiyans reached over to help roll down the upper part of
Goku's outfit, revealing his nipples and abs. Another pair of hands held down his legs, while
another pair stretched his arms above his head, effectively trapping him.

Goku's ki started to rise, but was halted by Vegeta's gleaming eyes, "no need for that, Kakarot. You
are in safe hands. We are just going to have a little fun with you. No harm will come to you."

Goku hesitantly relaxed a bit and lay down fully on the table. "What are ya gonna do?"

"Simple. Woman, fetch me a bottle of absinthe, and a bottle of chocolate syrup."

"I'm not your maid!" Bulma huffed but did as Vegeta said, eager for the show to come.

"Now, you must hold still, Kakarot. Regulate your breathing, remember what Toma did back at the
Valentine's day party? It is similar to that, just no fountain."

It was hard to relax with so many hungry eyes looking at him, but Goku's training in meditation
helped him eventually calm down. He trusted Vegeta, he might be an ass but he didn't lie, at least
not about non emotional stuff. The Prince was rather repressed when it came to feelings.

Bulma returned with the requested items, smiling a rather disturbing smile.
Vegeta grabbed the bottle of absinthe and opened it. "Now, Kakarot, it is fairly simple. We shall
pour some booze in your navel, some chocolate syrup on your chest and then everyone can finish
off with a drink of milk. Sounds easy enough, right?"

"M-m-milk? Who's milk?" Goku fumbled on his words.

"Why- Your milk, of course. You are the star right now. Besides, we have on good authority that
you have the best milk in the pack."

Goku blushed red. He had a pretty good idea about who'd given him that title. He tried to look over
at Broly, but the wall of spectators blocked his sight. He could see his brother though, who he was
pretty sure had also voted for him to get that title. Steadfast avoiding looking anyone in the eyes,
he lay back and accepted that this was happening.

Once Vegeta deemed Goku relaxed enough, he poured a small amount of liquor in Goku's naval.
Then he poured chocolate syrup in a neat zigzag in the middle of Goku's chest. "As your Prince, I
shall go first. After that you all decide who goes next." Vegeta bent over and licked the chocolate,
he then sipped the absinthe in Goku's naval, and lastly, he latched onto the nipple closest to him.

Goku tensed as he felt his bonded mate's lips sucking at his bud. Soon little streams of milk filled
Vegeta's mouth and the Prince sat up.

Vegeta mixed the ingredients in his mouth before swallowing them. "Exquisite. Best milk indeed.
Ok, NEXT!"

"As his carrier-"

"Shut up, old man. Ya ain't pulling that on us! As his brother, I should-,"

"I came up with the idea! I should go next!"

Very soon a squabble had broken out over who went next.
A clinking sound caught their attention. Bulma hunched down next to Goku. " Hic- I believe that
I'm second in command after Vegeta.

Silence followed while everyone came to grips with that being true, followed by reluctant
accepting grumbling. Smiling, Bulma grabbed the bottle of alcohol and poured some on Goku's
navel. Vegeta replaced the chocolate syrup strips on Goku's chest as she moved closer to Goku's
midriff.

A small shudder ran through Goku, he was very ticklish after all. After licking up the chocolate,
Bulma moved lower and sipped the liquor, again making Goku wiggle a bit. She then closed her
lips around Goku's nipple, giving a big suck, making Goku jump a bit.

"The woman can be a little rough at times." Vegeta smiled down at the Saiyan on the table.

Bulma tilted her head back and swallowed. "Hot damn, that's the best fucking milk I've ever had!
And yes, I'm including what you're all thinking about right now. Kind of reminds me of soy milk,
but with a hint of… Carrots? It goes down so smoothly!"

Vegeta replied, "that is because it is largely made of fat and energy particles. Saiyan cubs need a
lot of energy quickly in order to grow. Wait until you try a pregnant Saiyan's milk."

Bulma had her 'scientist-face' on and was about to ask more.

"Woman, not now! Samples later, drinking now. Who is next?"

Raditz raised his hand and was about to speak when Bardock slapped him upside the head. "I'm
first, you brat!"

While Raditz nursed his head, Bardock repeated the steps for the body shot. Next was Toma, then
Raditz, and finally Turles and Cheelai. Turles was chivalrous enough to let Cheelai do it before he
did.

"Mhhhhh, that's even better than Broly's," was her only comment.

As if saying his name summoned the Saiyan, Broly approached the table, "I want to try that too."
Vegeta turned and looked at him. "I suppose, but do not over do it." Everyone in the pack knew
about Broly's milk-fetish. Though one would wonder if it was just because Kakarot made such
amazing milk, or if it was Kakarot himself that was the trigger.

Repeating the first two steps hastily, Broly practically latched onto Goku's nipple, dragging a loud
moan from the younger Saiyan.

From further down Raditz's voice suddenly called out, "enjoying ourselves, brother?" He looked
straight at his brother's ill concealed hard-on pressing against the lower half of Goku's outfit.

Blushing red and trying to stammer denials, Goku turned his head to the side to avoid the others'
looks.

And Raditz, seeing his red face, just smirked, not fooled for a second. Neither was anyone else for
that matter.

Broly still hadn't let go of the tasty nipple, making Goku moan and sigh from having his very
sensitive nipples stimulated, especially after having the rest of the pack suck on them too. Broly's
kink was being indulged fully, and he still had the images from the last part of the show seared into
his brain. That, mixed with the bunny outfit Goku was currently sporting, ended as one might've
expected by now. Besides, Broly figured he was the strongest in the pack, after all. The worst the
others could do was complain.

With a large hand, he reached down and grabbed the fabric covering Goku's breeder, and ripped a
patch clean off, much to the delight and surprise of the pack. Wasting no time, he pulled Goku to
the edge of the table, positioned himself at the revealed opening, and thrust inside in one smooth
slide, causing Goku's head to fly backwards and his wet and sticky chest arch upwards. Goku was
wet enough by now with all the stimulation he had had, and Broly immediately started a fast
rhythm.

"Broly, what are ya- Wait, no!" Goku tried to protest but another hard thrust stopped him in his
tracks.

The reactions around the table varied from delight to anger until they all ended up at enjoyment of
the view. The Saiyans started jacking off, making comments like 'fuck, if that was me', and 'fuck
him harder', and 'been wanting to fuck him since I saw his show', passing the bottle of absinthe
around. Even Bulma and Cheelai were touching themselves, albeit, not as openly as the warriors.

Blushing over being the object of such scrutiny, Goku tried to cover his face with his arms, but that
 did little to help.

Bardock leaned down to Goku's ear, "ya look fucking amazing, cub. Don't hide, this is yer pack,
yer mates, yer circle, yer heritage."

Goku slowly peeked out from his arms and Bardock kissed him on the forehead. "Ya look
gorgeous, believe me. No need for shame."

Goku looked over at Vegeta. The Prince's eyes were burning with lust, he nodded, confirming
Bardock's words. The tensions seemingly leaving his body, Goku relaxed more and started
moaning louder, clutching the creaking table and gasping his mate's name. He wrapped his
stocking clad legs around Broly's hips, and clung to him, with one heel about to fall off a foot as
the pace increased.

With one particularly hard thrust, the table gave out under the force of a very strong Saiyan and
collapsed on the floor, taking Goku and Broly down with it.

Silence followed, before roaring laughter rang out. Everyone being stuck between laughing and
getting off. Saiyans did enjoy slapstick humor very much.

"OH, for fuck's sake!" Bulma hollered.

Laughing like a lunatic, barely able to breathe, Bardock leaned down again, "ok, NOW you can
feel a little ashamed."

Goku was way ahead of him, having hidden his face in his arms again. Well at least it couldn't get
any wo-

"HEY, YOU RIPPED MY OUTFIT!" Came the screeching voice of Bulma.

At this point Goku simply groaned and let his head fall down on the remains of the table top with a
'bonk'.

Chapter End Notes

YAY! We're back again, and the Karens can go fuck themselves.

I can't promise I'll be posting chapters almost everyday like I used to, but at least I'll be
updating this fic again :3 My co-author is on a roll though and I'm trying to keep up
with her XD

P.S. Don't ever take pills from a stranger [or sometimes even friend] like Cheelai did,
unless you're absolutely sure what they are.
 A Heart to Heart
Chapter Notes

For those of you wanting a Vegeta/Goku or Goku/Vegeta moment, HERE YOU GO!
<3

See the end of the chapter for more notes

After another round, or two, on the broken table, Goku finally managed to extract himself from his
lofty mate. Bowlegged, he made his way to the exit of the cave. Still red faced over having been
thrust into the role of 'evening show' while the other pack members had paired up, Goku settled
himself by the cave entrance and gazed at the starry sky. He was still torn between being ashamed
and feeling flattered over the reactions he'd inspired. He looked down at the sad remains of his
outfit, he doubted Bulma could save it. The bottom half had been torn, as had his fishnet stockings
when Broly had flipped him over using his legs, his heels had survived somewhat intact but that
was a small consolation.

"Did the savior of the universe have too much to handle?"

Goku turned to watch Vegeta making his way outside. "Ya know I dun like that title, 'Geta." Goku
chuckled without much humor.

The Prince settled himself next to his once rival and both Saiyans remained silent for a while.

"Did YA enjoy the show?"

Vegeta's eyes glowed in the darkness, "I enjoyed it immensely."

Silence.

"I gather you felt uncomfortable at some point?"

"Very." Goku replied. "I've grown used t' havin' sex around others but only those times when
everyone was either also havin' sex or it was just me and another while everyone kinda ignored it.
I've never…" Goku struggle to find the words.
"You have never had so many eyes upon you in such an intimate situation."

"Yeah. That. I guess I just got, well, self conscious about it."

"You know what that word means?" Vegeta asked in mock disbelief.

"Ha-ha." Goku stuck his tongue out at the Prince.

"It is your human upbringing acting up again. On Vegetasei, we did not use the tech to improvise
how Saiyans looked, or even had those commercial things, so we did not grow up chasing ideal
forms, we grew muscular naturally. Sure, we had some who were more attractive than others due
to luck in the gene-pool. Also, we tended to focus equally on the power level. You grew up on a
planet where no one is ever fully happy with how they look and where sex is still seen as
something shameful." Vegeta looked away. "I shall deny this if asked, and I shall only say it once,
so listen: you are fucking hot as hell, Kakarot, and no Saiyan would judge you for enjoying sex,
you have nothing to be ashamed of."

"Vegeta, I- LOOK OUT!"

A bug managed to get very close to the Saiyans in an attempt to grab a nutritious midnight snack.
Little did it know, it would be its last attempt at anything ever again.

Vegeta turned around with the speed of a lightning bolt and blasted the creature to Hell.

"We shall need to have a bug watcher from now on. The bugs are getting more ballsy. I shall take
the first watch since you all are wasted and high off your asses."

Goku then said, "could we maybe have Bulma invent some sort of alarm system?"

Vegeta looked at Goku, "that might work. I shall bring it up when she starts clamoring for those
cum samples."

Goku tapped the floor with his tail, showing joy to be here with his long time friend.
"Hmph." Vegeta smirked when he saw Goku's tail tapping happily. "Unlike SOME Saiyans, I do
not need the blood of the gods to become aroused or uninhibited." Vegeta got close to the other
Saiyan, "I can do that on my own."

Goku stared at Vegeta's dark irises and closed his eyes as the Prince pressed his lips against his.

When they parted Vegeta spoke in hushed words, "surrender yourself to me, Kakarot. Become
mine."

"I already belong to Broly… And ya have Raditz."

"Saiyans may have multiple mates, have you forgotten?"

"But I… You- I ain't never gonna be Saiyan enough for ya, Vegeta. We both know that."

Goku heard a deep sigh from the Prince.

"Kakarot, I do not wish for you to be Saiyan, at least not as Saiyan as I was back then, back when I
was still hung up on being a one dimensional killing machine, courtesy of Frieza. But you have
seen it for yourself have you not? That not being Saiyan does not mean that you cannot have a
circle, mates, a pack and care for them and they for you."

Goku sighed, "yeah, I know. But you.. Ya used to hate me, Vegeta, and ya didn't bother t' hide it."

Vegeta looked away, "I know, but back then I was frustrated, and I had one goal left; to surpass
you and finally achieve being the strongest. I cannot give you any reason besides I needed
something to cling to. But I do not hate you, never really have, I just hated how you turned your
back on everything that was important to me. Though I suppose, the behavior of all the Saiyans
you had ever met did not help warm you up towards your heritage. But you have seen me now, you
have even made up with Raditz despite you saying you would never forgive him. Is it not possible
then that we could make it work?"

Goku was awestruck. "I've never heard ya open up so much, 'Geta."

"It is the alcohol."

Goku snorted and scratched his cheek with one finger, "well, they do say 'ask drunks or kids if you
want the truth'."

Vegeta smiled, "well then, does that mean that you believe me?"

Goku sobered, " I think so. And ya really…?"

Vegeta turned with an exasperated look on his face, "Kakarot, as accidental as it was, do you really
think I would have bonded with you if I didn't care for you as a mate?"

Goku felt the bond between them humming with too many things to put a name on. Goku looked
speechless at Vegeta.

"I know you care for me that way too, Kakarot."

Goku flushed and looked away, the silence heavy between them.

Goku felt a hand cup his face, turning it back towards the Prince. 'Right?' was the last thing he
heard before a set of lips was pressed against his own.

The kiss started sweet and emotional but quickly turned heated. Goku's hands came up to cup
Vegeta's face as they kissed fervently.

Hands drew scorching paths over the other's body, teeth nipped and playfully bit exposed skin,
tails twisted together as their two bodies rubbed against each other.

Vegeta's fingers made their way to the remains of the bunny costume, and swiftly ripped it off
Goku's body. Goku was about to start removing the stockings when Vegeta stopped him.

"Leave them," was his only answer. His eyes glowed as they took in the miles of legs clad in the
ripped fishnets. "You looked so fucking hot walking around in these." He grabbed two handfuls of
Goku's ass cheeks in his hands, "I wanted to bend you over the table and fuck you right there, the
whole pack wanted the same thing. But Broly beat us to it. Still, I got to see you being fucked
through the table in this. If you had not made me cum during that last performance I would have
spilled myself again at the table."

Heat rushed though Goku's body at those words, "less talk, more sex." He replied breathlessly.

Vegeta smirked, "as you wish, Kakarot. Who am I to deny my loyal subject's desire?"

Goku's face looked insulted, "subje-" Before he could finish that word, he was flipped over a stone,
face downwards. Vegeta lowered his stained spandex, spread Goku's legs, and without pausing
somehow found the hole in the stockings without any problems and sheathed himself in one thrust.
A small gush of Broly's cum spilled out, making Goku's face flush again.

"Ack! Vegeta! Take it easy. I'm still sore." Goku winced as the Prince pulled out half way and
thrust back in.

"Well, Kakarot, afraid I am not in the mood for that, but let us see if this helps." A hand carefully
grabbed the root of Goku's tail and the amount of pleasure overrode the pain now.

Feeling that everything was okay now over the bond, Vegeta set a furious pace. Goku's plump ass
jiggled with every thrust, making the stockings strain against his ass cheeks. Vegeta's hungry eyes
were glued to the sight before him, the long stocking clad legs, the high heels and the luscious ass
bouncing, as Goku started pushing himself back on Vegeta's cock, mixed with the dual pleasure of
the bond.

"Look at you, Kakarot. Been fucked twice through a surface, and you are still hungry for cock.
Having another Saiyan's cum running down your legs while being fucked by another. You look
like a whore."

Goku clenched down around Vegeta.

"Ohh, you liked that? You do not mind being a whore as long as no one else can see?" A hand
came down hard on the young warrior's ass cheek. The sharp smack was followed by a deep moan
from Goku.

"Guess you do like a little pain. But I need you to tighten up a bit, can you do that?"

"Ng- Vegetaaaaa~" Goku moaned as the Prince continued thrusting inside him. After having Broly
inside, Vegeta's size didn't quite satisfy him. It was like throwing a broomstick through the barn
door.
Vegeta felt a ping through their bond. He felt Goku's dissatisfaction and quickly connected the
dots. "So my cock no longer satisfies you."

Goku had a small moment of panic at that statement. "That's-! That's not it!" Because if he knew
Vegeta, which he did, then Vegeta would surely-

Right on cue, Vegeta burst into Super Saiyan. His muscles grew, and his thrusts became more
powerful.

"VEGETAAAA!" Tears of pleasure formed in Goku's eyes. His mouth hung open as sounds poured
out. Vegeta was very close to being Broly's size now, and Goku loved the stretch in his cunt.

"Is this better for your loose hole?"

Knowing there was no right answer he could give, Goku just spread his legs a bit further and
enjoyed the feeling.

Suddenly, Vegeta pulled out and turned Goku over. The small Prince took off his lower armor and
climbed on top of the younger Saiyan, straddling his hips. Goku was about to protest when Vegeta
reached down and ripped another part of the stockings, exposing Goku's hard cock, and quickly
mounting himself on it.

Goku's mouth opened in a silent scream. Vegeta rarely let Goku 'top', but when he did, the young
Saiyan enjoyed it greatly.

Vegeta smirked and looked down on Goku's gaping face "You are not done servicing for tonight,
Kakarot. Besides, you cannot do this with Broly, can you?"

Goku felt a string of jealousy through the bond, but he didn't want to ruin the moment by saying
something that might offend the Prince. So he just kept quiet, grabbed Vegeta's hips and started
pushing up into his bonded mate, pulling him downwards on each thrust. It wasn't easy with his
legs hanging off the stone, but the heels actually helped here, giving him an extra boost.

He looked up at Vegeta, whose head was cast back against the starry backdrop and that body
which had starred in many confusing dreams over the years before they started sleeping together.
The Prince was beautiful. Goku felt a pang of pain inside his chest and Vegeta felt it too.

"What is it now? Kakarot?" He looked down at Goku's face.

"Nothing. Yer just- Breathtaking."

Vegeta flushed and turned his face to the side.

"C'mon, 'Geta, this is a night for being honest, why can ya compliment me, but I can't?"

Vegeta reached down and grabbed Goku's hair, "look me in the eyes and say it again."

Goku found his eyes glowing with desire. "Yer so beautiful." The light coming off Vegeta allowed
Goku to see the small blush forming on the Prince's face. "And Vegeta?"

"Hmmm?"

Goku smirked, "ride my cock."

Vegeta snorted, and proceeded to do just that.

After a roaring climax on both ends, the two Saiyans lay up against the stone, cuddling.

Vegeta then broke the silence " so… Is that a yes?"

Goku looked over at him. " yeah, I think so. But…"

Vegeta hummed questionably.

"Ya gotta mate with Raditz first. He's waited for so long, and so have you."
Vegeta nodded. "That is true. But Kakarot, tell me this."

"Yeah?"

"Why are you agreeing now, but did not want to before?"

Goku sighed, "I guess because I still thought ya preferred Raditz over me. I mean, he was a more
traditional Saiyan, didn't have my hang ups and well... He was yer first. I know that from personal
experience. I love Broly, but you were my first, so I know how hard that is t' get around.

"Also… I've spent years playing second fiddle in a relationship. Only with Chichi it wasn't an
actual person, but rather an image of her ideal husband. And I swore that I'd never end up in that
situation again. Can ya understand that?"

Vegeta took a long time answering. "Yes, I can. I am… Sorry you felt like you would not be equal
to your brother. I see now why you were so against it."

"Thank you. I think it was also my human upbringing messing with me again, humans are brought
up around the idea of finding The One. Like, the concept of loving two people as mates is not
possible. One has to be less loved than the other. At least most humans think that." Goku added.

Vegeta snorted, "and yet they split up at the drop of a hat, unlike with Saiyan mates."

Goku nodded, "though, they ain't bonded like mates are, that makes it easier, I guess."

Goku looked up at the stars, "Vegeta?"

"Mmm?"

"Can we stay here for a little while?"

"Of course, Kakarot. Come here."

Both Saiyans cuddled closer together for warmth and companionship.

 "By the way, Kakarot…"

"No, I ain't keeping the stockings, they're ruined."

"Damn. Maybe just the heels?"

"...We'll see."

The party had ended by the time Goku returned. He was so drowsy he could've fallen asleep
outside cuddled up with Vegeta, but the Prince insisted he go curl up in the nest with the others.

Eager to get some sleep and get out of those heels, he made his way towards the nest unsteadily.
He plopped down next to Broly, who was a bit of a lightweight it seemed, slid off the heels, much
to his feet's gratitude, pulled off the now thoroughly ruined stockings and curled up next to his
mate. One of Broly's arms wormed its way around Goku's torso, spooning him from behind.

Yeah, Broly was Broly, and Vegeta was Vegeta. It was fine. And Goku was Goku and Raditz was
Raditz, it would work out. Thoughts a bit jumbled from everything that happened today, he decided
sleep was the biggest priority right now. He curled into Broly's big warm form, and was fast asleep
within seconds.

Chapter End Notes

My co-author and friend REALLY helped me out on this one. I was almost just
proofreading the damned thing XD
So kudos to her!

Missing Scenes: Sharing is Caring [4 parts]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/46843015#workskin
 Life is About Timing
Chapter Notes

Thank you, Ishizu, for helping me out with this chapter X3 Couldn't have done it
without you!

Goku was cross at having lost 'rock, paper, scissors' to Vegeta. He wanted to be the one to fight the
pack one on one.

It had been a few days since Goku and the Prince had that long conversation.

'I agreed to become his breeding mate…' Goku sat down and placed his hands on his face, pouting,
watching as Vegeta, victorious, chose his first opponent. He was certain Vegeta had used their
connection to cheat his way into winning. A small voice in the back of his head told him that bonds
didn't work that way, but Goku was too sore to listen to it.

"I choose Toma!"

The tanned Saiyan fist pumped the air and gave a small 'woop' as he stood up. "Wish me luck." He
kissed his mate's cheek, making Bardock grin lazily. Toma then followed Vegeta to the center of a
makeshift tournament arena and prepared himself to fight the Prince.

The rules were simple; no ki blasts, no transformations. And don't touch anything outside the
arena.

"Hey, don't pout just because ya didn't get the chance to spar." Bardock clapped Goku on the back
when he saw his cub's upset expression.

"It's not that…" Goku was deciding whether to tell Bardock about his and Vegeta's heart to heart
when a sleepy Saiyan interrupted them.

"Have I missed anything?" Turles asked in a sleepy voice as he stretched his strong arms above his
head.
"You guys are having a tournament!" Cheelai said enthusiastically.

"Oh, fun." Turles dead panned. He wobbled his way next to her and sat down, hissing when he did.

Cheelai raised an eyebrow at the pirate, "you ok?"

"...Peachy."

Turles was still sore from the night before with Broly and Raditz. The three Saiyans had practically
fucked themselves silly, and being a locker, Turles was the one who was left not being able to
walk straight. Raditz and Broly seemed fine, of course, none of them had been on the receiving
end. The pirate looked towards Broly, then Raditz. The long haired Saiyan was focused on the two
warriors ready to battle. Turles huffed. Raditz didn't even seem to notice his presence.

"PREPARE YOURSELF, TOMA!" Vegeta roared as he powered up and charged towards his rival.

Toma was barely able to block Vegeta's strike. A roundhouse kick followed the Prince's first attack
and Toma wasn't able to block that one in time. He was sent flying towards the others and stopped
himself midair just before crashing into the spectators.

"Oh, SHIT!" Cheelai shrieked before Toma collided with them. Saiyan tournaments could be quite
messy, for the fighters AND the audience.

"Come on, love, ya can do better!" Shouted Bardock.

Determined NOT to just roll over after a few punches, Toma braced himself, arms crossed in front
of his face, when the next punch came flying towards him.

He managed to stand his ground, but barely. Damn, Vegeta was strong!

Using the momentum, he let himself fall backwards and directed a fierce kick to the Prince's solar
plexus.
Flying backwards, Vegeta caught himself after a few feet. A grin stretched across his face. "Not
bad, Toma, you might be able to put up something of a fight!"

Eyes narrowing, Toma replied, "hey I was a warrior before your carrier popped you out, YoUr
HiGhnESs."

The smaller warrior snorted at Toma's sarcastic tone, "you know, when you are losing but also
saying you have more experience, you are not making the point you think you are making."

"Oh, GIVE HIM HELL!!!!" Bardock suddenly stood up and cheered for his mate. "If ya do well
we can do 'the thing'!"

Instantly full of energy again, Toma wasted no time and charged at the smaller Saiyan.

Raditz leaned over to his carrier, "ya know he won't win, right?"

Bardock answered without taking his eyes off the fight, "sure I know. I said 'do well', not 'win'."

Toma gave his best, but after about half an hour, he was nearing the end of his stamina, while
Vegeta looked fresh as a daisy. The Prince had merely been toying with the tanned Saiyan, not
even breaking a sweat.

Toma, however, had given his all, so when he was finally punched out of the arena, he had no
regrets. His mate running over, and cradling him, and kissing him senseless helped too.

"I… Tried…" Toma coughed.

"Ya certainly did, babe. I'm proud of ya. Let's get ya a Senzu and later tonight, we can..." Bardock
wiggled his eyebrows.

Toma was dead tired, but not tired enough not to pop a boner. Heck, he'd still gotten hard over his
mate when he was dead.

Bardock quickly fetched a Senzu bean, and they both sat down among the crowd.
Vegeta dusted invisible dust off himself and faced the audience. "Who next?" He said with eyes
locked squarely at Raditz.

Shaking his head over the lack of subtlety, Raditz stood up and entered the arena.

He gave Vegeta a killer smirk and yelled, "ya know ya want this!" The long haired Saiyan pointed
at his body.

With a toss of his head and an equally killer smirk, Vegeta simply laughed.

Getting into a defensive stance, both warriors got ready. At an invisible signal, both rushed at the
other, punches and kicks being exchanged.

The onlookers were glued to the sights, everyone except two Saiyans.

During the rush nobody noticed that two of them had snuck away.

Hidden behind an outcrop, Goku watched and sensed how the match was going.

Still annoyed over Vegeta 'cheating', even if he couldn't figure out HOW he'd cheated, Goku had
gotten an idea. It'd only taken a few heated looks, and swishing of his tail to get Broly to follow
him back here. Now, Goku just had to wait.

With one hand enveloping Broly's hard on, slowly pumping, he waited patiently. Broly was
confused, but definitely not complaining. Goku couldn't touch himself, because Vegeta would feel
it and might get suspicious, but a few memories of some of the stuff Goku and Broly had done was
enough to get him nice and slick down there.

Meanwhile, Vegeta and Raditz were still pummeling each other. Well, Vegeta was doing the
pummeling and Raditz tried to keep up.

"This brings back old memories, don't it?"

"Your feeble attempts at distracting me will not work, Raditz!"

Raditz cursed Vegeta's sharp mind and continued trying to block as much as he could. At this rate,
he wasn't going to last long. Vegeta did not hold back.
Much like with Toma, one could see he was being worn down, slowly but surely.

A few more blows and victory would be Vegeta's.

Knowing this was the moment he'd been waiting for, Goku slid off his 'Bulma approved' shorts
with one hand and turned towards Broly. "Broly, when I say ‘now’, I want ya t' enter me. Just push
all the way inside me, as hard as ya can. And then fuck me like ya mean it, but be careful not t'
make too much noise, ok?"

The wild Saiyan nodded vigorously, confused, but lined himself up with Goku's breeder as Goku
bent forward, hands bracing on his knees, still keeping his eyes on the fight.

With a triumphant laugh, sure of his victory, Vegeta punched Raditz, and then closed the distance
again, arm raised to deliver the final blow.

Goku excitedly whispered, "okay, now!" He relaxed his body as much as he could.

Broly surged forward, sheathing himself to the hilt in one fell swoop.

Goku had braced himself and only rocked forward a bit with a muffled moan. Vegeta, however…

Raditz squeezed his eyes shut as Vegeta's fist came down on him. The punch never came, and only
a strangled moan was heard. Raditz slowly opened an eye to see a fist hovering in front of his face.

A mix of arousal, surprise and rage created an interesting expression on Vegeta's face, as did the
very prominent blush on his cheeks.

Another moan came out of the Prince's mouth before he slapped a hand over it, knees clenched
together and tail swishing aggressively.

"Vegeta…? Are ya, ok?" Raditz stood up to inspect Vegeta better.

The Prince nodded violently before a muffled noise escaped him again. "Yes, yes, it is noth-" He
broke off, and bent over, panting. He remained in this position, shivering and sweating, for around
thirty seconds, the occasional 'hngh' and 'pant' being heard.

Both Raditz and the crowd were very confused at this point.
Seemingly coming to a decision, Vegeta rose up again, and looked directly at Raditz's crotch where
the fight and Vegeta's proximity had already had an effect.

"I am fine, but your brother will not be!" He snarled.

Before Raditz had time to process that, Vegeta grabbed Raditz's armor bottoms and ripped them
clean off.

He kicked Raditz to the ground, before ripping off his own spandex leggings.

Before seating himself viciously on Raditz's cock, he yelled out, "KAKAROT! I KNOW IT IS
YOU DOING THIS!"

A few dots connected in the mind of Raditz and the audience as a wave of laughter spread among
the crowd.

Lemo cringed and turned to look the other way. "So much for the sex schedule…"

"Oh, you knew that thing was never going to last." Cheelai tsked.

Cat calls were tossed at the couple in the arena.

"Think that's cheating, Vegeta!" Turles hollered.

Toma laughed and added his two cents, "how come you didn't use that technique with me,
Vegeta?"

Bardock snorted. "Hey, someone note him down as disqualified!"

Face burning red with rage and arousal, Vegeta vowed to make Goku pay for this afterwards.

Raditz had a rough idea of what had happened, but wasn't sure if he'd won or not. And honestly, if
he'd lost, this was a pretty sweet consolation prize.
Goku meanwhile was having a blast; double pleasure from the bond, and gotten even with the
Prince. Sure he'd be dead in about half an hour once Vegeta could chase him, but hey, 'been there,
done that'.

About forty five minutes later, the crowd was enjoying the sight of Vegeta chasing Goku around,
yelling at the top of his head.

All in all, it was a pretty good, if short, tournament.

 A Close Call
Chapter by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer)

Chapter Notes

Thank you for helping me with this chappy, dear co-author! You were really on fire
XD

See the end of the chapter for more notes

After yesterday's unusual tournament and after Vegeta had gotten even with Goku, it was decided
to give it another try. This time without outside 'influence'. Everyone in the pack looked at Goku
and Vegeta here.

Bardock looked at his youngest and the Prince, "so if you guys could NOT use the bond to mess
with each other, that would be nice."

Goku rubbed the back of his neck, nodding. Vegeta simply 'hmph-ed' and looked away.

Taking that as a yes, Bardock continued. "right. So, since there has been some concerns about the
former method used to pick who starts, we'll be doing it differently."

Here Vegeta was unable to hold back, "for the last time, Kakarot, I did not cheat! You just suck at
'rock, paper, scissors'!"

"I know ya cheated, even if I dun know how!"

Vegeta seethed, "you always pick the same order! First rock, then-"

A sharp whistle tore through the air, making the Saiyans wince slightly.

"That's enough! We'll flip this stone, whoever picks the face up side wins."
Holding up a flat circular stone with an 'X' scratched onto one side, Bardock laid it on his thumb,
ready to flip it.

The stone was flipped into the air, where it spun rapidly, before descending again. It landed on
Bardock's hand, and was quickly covered by his other hand.

"Calls?"

Goku yelled, "cross!"

While vegeta solemnly picked 'smooth'.

Bardock lifted his left hand and called out, "cross! Kakarot gets to fight."

Goku cheered, lifting his arms up in the air.

Vegeta growled.

"Ohh, stop Prince Pouty, you got to go yesterday." Turles hollered at the smaller warrior.

Face red with the reminder of what had occurred yesterday and the nickname, Vegeta stomped and
took a seat in the 'bleachers' next to Raditz.

Eagerly skipping on his feet, Goku made his way to the arena.

"Hmmmmm." Goku put a hand on his hips and tapped his chin with the other. "I choose…
Turles!"

The pirate snapped his head towards Goku and whined, "me?! I can't even walk right yet!"

"I know, I've been watchin' ya wobble around everywhere since yesterday. Time t' get rid of those
kinks." Goku smiled evilly at the dark skinned Saiyan.
Turles, who sat there with his internal organs still not having fully reached their original location,
groaned. "Then I'm eating a Senzu bean before the fight."

"You do know these do not grow on trees, right?" Vegeta snapped at the pirate.

Goku interrupted, "actually, Korin told me that they-"

"Shut up, clown! I do not need your opinion."

"Fine. I'll eat half." Turles replied, raising his arms in a shrug, once again thinking about how
much those two sounded like an old mated couple.

Vegeta reluctantly consented and tossed a bean to the renegade.

Turles took half a bite of the small leguminous seed and tossed the other half back at the Prince.
The effects were immediate. Turles felt his insides rearranging themselves and any torn tissue was
fixed. "Much better." He would've done this yesterday but Saiyan pride had a way of interfering
with any external help.

Making his way to the arena more eagerly now, he reached the center and started doing warm up
stretches. A few feet away, Goku was doing his own set of stretches.

"Come on, already!"

The crowd was starting to get impatient. Turles and Goku finished their warm up and confronted
one another.

"Shall we continue our little battle we had on your mudball of a planet?"

"Ya mean when I almost killed ya? By the way, how DID ya survive that blast?" Goku asked the
pirate.

"If there's something the Goddess keeps safe, it's kids, idiots, and assholes."

That didn't answer Goku's question. "That really didn't help much."
"No, but do you want to get to the fight or not?"

Goku sighed, "yeah, fine!"

Turles was a mystery wrapped up in an enigma inside the body of a slut. But Goku was sure he'd
get to know the pirate's secrets one way or another.

Both took their defensive stands, preparing for the fight. Without warning they shot at each other
with a roar, and the match was off.

Goku had power, yes, but Turles had experience fighting dirty. He used his allure to his advantage
and Goku was not above falling prey to his seductive ways.

A swipe of his tail under Goku's nose there, a stray touch to his pecs here, Goku was quickly
overwhelmed by sensation and couldn't properly concentrate on the fight. He became sloppy.

As soon as he saw an opening in Goku's defense, Turles aimed a punch at his solar plexus,
knocking the wind out of the Earth raised Saiyan.

Goku fell to his knees and wheezed. "Yer not- Fighting fair!"

Turles grinned and walked towards his rival. He bent down to whisper in his ear. "You never said
anything about that in the rules. As far as I'm concerned, any fighting method is allowed."

Either go hard or go home. Goku sneered at the pirate's words. His hand shot out towards Turles'
throat and before the dark Saiyan could evade it, Goku's hand closed around his neck.

"NO! What- Are you doing?!" Turles choked out.

"Taking a page outta yer book." Goku grinned victoriously.

"ARE YOU- CRAZY?!" Turles tried to dislodge Goku's hand but the Saiyan was just too strong.
"You'll- Kill us- All. Please!"

Goku started. He could see tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
Cheelai gasped and stood up, "Let go of him!"

"Ok, ok!" Goku slowly let go as if he had a frightened animal in front of him and not another
Saiyan.

Turles stood there gasping. The bomb in his neck would've probably destroyed the entire planet if
it suddenly went off.

Before Goku could ask any questions, Turles quickly said through clenched teeth, "you win." He
then turned tail and stepped out of the ring.

A silence hung over everyone as they watched Turles make his way away from the arena, Cheelai
following him after a few seconds.

"What was that all about?" Toma asked nobody in particular.

Bardock squinted. He knew Turles had been acting strange but this took the cake. He would have
to confront the pirate sooner than later. "I don't know, but right now I think we need to give him
some space."

Goku stood at the center of the arena, still trying to understand what had just happened. He chalked
it up to Turles just being… Well, Turles, and turned to the spectators that were left.

"So, do we just move onto the next fight, or what?"

"The show must go on." Vegeta shrugged.

Goku nodded and regarded the warriors. "I choose… Broly?"

Everyone gasped and looked at the wild Saiyan, who couldn't help but smile joyfully at being
picked.

With his tail swishing like a cat about to pounce, Broly made his way into the arena.
"Kakarot! Are you sure about this?" Vegeta was honestly worried about Goku's choice of partner.

"Sure! Broly's gotten better at controllin' himself, plus, we can't transform or use ki blasts,
remember? I trust him t' follow the rules."

Broly smiled, besotted with Goku's words and walked to the center of the arena.

"Alright, Broly. Ready?"

Broly nodded at Goku and blocked as the smaller Saiyan charged at him full force.

Both warriors danced around each other, bouncing at high speed all over the arena. Even Vegeta
had a hard time trying to follow their moves.

'Kakarot. I hope you know what you are doing.'

True, Broly had done a lot of progress in the control area, but they hadn't ever really tested it. All
they had done was short sparring sessions.

Vegeta would give Broly the benefit of the doubt, but he kept his muscles coiled and ready should
things go south.

Meanwhile, Goku was enjoying the merry chase, his superior ki sensing giving him an edge when
it came to dodging Broly's powerful attacks.

Broly was slowly getting more and more annoyed over not being able to hit Goku. Not to mention
Goku's slightly taunting laugh that echoed all over the arena.

He sped up, hoping to catch his mate, but Goku kept up and still avoided getting hit.

Faster and faster he chased, getting more and more agitated. Broly powered up more, and Goku
matched his ki. The large Saiyan was teetering on the edge of going feral.

Goku remembered how they were when they first started sparring. Goku had to transform into an
Ascended Super Saiyan only to catch up with Broly in his normal form. The only reason he was
besting Broly now was because Goku had learned that agility and speed came a long way. Broly
was much more powerful than Goku, there was no doubt about that. But power wasn't always
everything.
Sometimes, however, it was.

With a flare of energy, Broly slipped into his feral state, and the extra ki gave him a big speed
boost, and a huge hand clamped down around Goku's neck, trapping him effectively.

The feral Saiyan used the handle to slam Goku into the ground, where he lay gasping for air, trying
to say Broly's name. Goku's eyes met Broly's golden ones, not an ounce of recognition was to be
found in them.

Goku's vision was going dark around the edges when he finally saw a flicker of something in
Broly's eyes, something that right after turned into horrified understanding. A fraction of a second
after Broly let go of his mate's neck like he'd been burned, two blue glowing fists slammed down
on the back of Broly's head, and he slumped over out cold.

Once again having trouble getting air, this time because of Broly's bulk on top of him, Goku
gasped, relieved when Vegeta, still in Super Saiyan Blue form, rolled the large warrior off him.

Wheezing and gasping, he sat up, feeling Vegeta's hands on his shoulders, and looked up into his
worried eyes.

He then looked over at Broly's still form, and quickly checked if he was ok.

"Are you alright, Kakarot?"

"I'm fine," Goku croaked and touched his neck. "Throat ain't doin' too cool." He replied, not taking
his eyes off Broly.

"How about we just call it a day?"

Goku nodded absentmindedly, still processing almost being choked by his own mate.

"Everyone, tournament is over." Vegeta announced.

Bardock and Raditz ignored the Prince and came running over.

"Cub/Brother! You ok?!" The Saiyans asked.

Goku nodded, still looking sad and lost.

 Bardock crouched down and hugged him. His cub may be an adult, but almost getting killed by
your own mate was a lot to swallow.

"Come on." Bardock said and gently lead Kakarot back to the cave.

Raditz and Vegeta looked at each other, both not sure what to say, and instead just hoisted Broly up
and headed towards the cave, as did the rest of the crowd.

About an hour later Broly flew out of the nest, and raced towards Goku, enveloping him in a fierce
hug, chanting 'I'm sorries' and 'please, don't leaves', with barely contained tears.

Goku, having calmed down at this point, reassured him that he was not leaving, and that he didn't
blame him. "I shoulda sensed that ya were slippin'."

Both of them clung to each other after that for a long while, and it took longer than usual before
either of them could fall asleep that night.

It would be a long time before Broly could participate in another tournament.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scenes: Sharing is Caring 2 [6 parts]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/48764231
 A Tall Order
Chapter Notes

I recommend reading at least Ch. 25 of Vegeta's Pre-training Technique, Missing

Scenes. There is a key scene there, mostly Broly/Goku with some Raditz/Turles
thrown in there, and implied Bulma/Vegeta.
This chapter will make a bit more sense if you read that last part of the Sharing is
Caring mini series.

Just Saiyan~

I'll make it easy for you.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/48939809

There's hardly any incest in that last part. You can squint and you won't see it.

Broly watched while Lemo shouted at them. 'Them' being Goku, Raditz, Turles, and himself for
wrecking his entire room.

The small alien had an impressive set of lungs for his size. Cheelai, meanwhile, was laughing
loudly a few feet away, slyly commenting that maybe the Saiyans liked how he smelled.

Vegeta, arms crossed and tail swishing angrily behind, simply glared at Goku, (im)patiently
waiting his turn to dish out punishment.

Mind you, Vegeta was happy Broly and Goku had worked out their issues, HOWEVER, because of
the bond he shared with Goku, he'd still been forced to jack off in a lowly human cafe bathroom, of
all places, when he went to visit Bulma and his kids back on Earth. Not to mention that he knew
with a hundred and ten percent certainty that he'd never hear the end of it from Bulma.

He was still unsure how Lemo had beaten him to the 'loud discipline' part he was currently dishing
out, but maybe he'd developed a sort of sense for when his stuff was messed with.

Broly, in the meantime, listened mostly out of politeness, rather than actual worry, and glanced
down at his mate, his tail making a small, happy 'thump' on the ground where the four of them
were currently kneeling on.

A few hours ago they had shared a very intense and intimate moment. Broly had transformed into a
Super Saiyan, and Goku had followed suit. Lemo's new bed had finally given out and collapsed
under such raw power. Still, he'd gladly take a whole day of yelling from Lemo if it meant that he
and Kakarot could once again feel comfortable around each other, like they could now.

Broly had been afraid once he felt his control slipping, afraid of hurting Goku, but once Goku had
told him to 'fucking wreck him', Broly had let his control slip and the golden aura had enveloped
his body. Goku let him practically destroy his breeder. Broly had even bitten him again to show
everyone in the room whom Goku belonged to. And then Goku had bitten him in return.

The wild Saiyan had to suppress the urge to purr at that particular memory. Turles had certainly
outdone himself with his idea of reliving some of the story Raditz had told them about that
particular night at the fire.

He did feel bad for Lemo though, but he felt even worse over knowing fully well he'd do it again, if
given the chance to go back and change things.

Aside from being joined with his mate in their ascended forms, there was one memory that kept
coming up to the front of his mind.

He remembered placing his hand on Goku's lower belly and feeling how Turles fucked him. He
also remembered the description Goku had given him.

Did it really feel that good?

He'd known that the lockers seemed to really enjoy it when they were entered, Hell, Vegeta and
Goku had even fought over who got to try him next at one point, but he'd never actually wanted to
try himself. The sex had been amazing and wonderfully new and exciting just as it was. But now,
now he couldn't help but wonder if it really felt THAT good. Sure,Toma who'd been very against
being topped had come around and tried it. Even Raditz, who'd fought so hard to avoid it, had
given in shortly after Broly had mounted him, and had seemed to really enjoy himself.

That brought up the memory of the promise he made to Raditz back when he'd just been brought
back from the dead. Broly had promised to let Raditz top him someday. Promise aside, even the
other Saiyans seemed to think Raditz was the best suited one to do the breaching, having done this
for a living on Vegetasei.

He was a bit hesitant though. Broly was no stranger to pain, growing up here, his source's unending
training, bug attacks, etc. He'd had his fair share of bumps and bruises. Goku was no wuss when it
came to pain either, but even he said that it hurt like Hell to get breached.

But Goku had also said there was no pleasure like that of having a dick fill you up. Maybe the pain
would be worth it.

Vegeta put a stop to Lemo's tirade and simply said he would bring a capsule house for him.

"Collect your things, and by the time I come back, I wish to see the rest of the house reduced to
ashes." Without another word, the Prince put two fingers on his forehead and disappeared. He'd
been in too much of a hurry to get back and yell at Goku to grab the items he'd wanted to bring
back anyway.

Broly still gasped whenever Goku or Vegeta did that instant transmission trick.
"There. See now? Ya can stop yer shouting, Lemo." Raditz twisted a finger inside his ear.

"That's not the point!" Lemo yelled.

Cheelai stepped closer to her friend and put a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, Lemo, I'll help you
get your stuff from the wreckage." She couldn't help but giggle some more.

Lemo grumbled, but figured he should get his stuff before Vegeta came back and just blew up the
house with him and the remaining surviving possessions in it.

He turned around and stomped into the remains of the house, Cheelai at his heels, snickering.

Figuring that the lecture was over, for now, Broly quickly kissed Goku on the cheek, before he
stood up walked up to where Raditz was now standing, tail still in between his legs.

"Raditz, can we talk?"

A bit apprehensive, Raditz nodded and followed him out the cave. Was this about Kakarot and
himself? Raditz had gotten the message loud and clear when Broly had glared at him while in
Super Saiyan form and fucking Goku like his life depended on it, so hopefully that would not be it.

They flew for about five minutes and landed on an outcropping somewhere far from bugs or the
weasel creatures.

Unsure how to start, Broly asked, "you used to be a breacher? Yes?"

Confused, Raditz replied, "yes, back on Vegetasei, why?"

Broly's tail flicked with unrest as he struggled to put his request into words. "I made you a promise,
do you remember?"

Eyes widening with realization, Raditz answered, "yes, back during the…"
Broly nodded, "I think… I'm ready for that now, and both Kakarot and Turles said you would be
the best one to help me."

Raditz took on a serious demeanor, "well, they're right about that, but ya do understand that it's
gonna hurt, like a lot. Especially since yer strength will have made the membrane tougher than
most others."

Broly wrung his hands a bit, "are you saying that you can't…?"

Raditz shook his head, "no, it's not that, more; I'm gonna need help from either Kakarot or Vegeta,
or both if it comes to that, are ya okay with that?"

Raditz remembered his times on Vegetasei when he was a breacher. The stronger Saiyans always
were harder to breach and Raditz would need help from others to hold them down.

Being breached had properly been the one situation where a weaker power level and slighter build
had been a perk.

Broly thought back to the first fight he had with Kakarot and Vegeta, or rather, what Kakarot had
told him because Broly hardly remembered what went down. "They… Weren't strong enough to
stop me, both at the same time. Kakarot told me they used their I.T.-thing and when they came
back, they were one person. Apparently, I'd been beating up Frieza for an hour by then."

At this point, Raditz tried desperately to hide that he'd just shit his metaphorical pants. An hour?!
That would be… Half a degree on Vegetasei time! And even Kakarot and Vegeta couldn't defeat
him?!

"I- Imma need to talk this over with Vegeta and Kakarot." Raditz choked out as reality hit him hard.
While it seemed that every Saiyan had the ability to go Super, Broly was THE Super Saiyan of this
millennia. He was going to be breaching THE Legendary!

"Did… They win?" He dared to ask, clinging to a small smidgen of hope.

"Kakarot said they were going to destroy me, since I wouldn't back down, even after we'd broken
reality somehow. But Cheelai wished for me to be sent back here before they could deliver the
finishing blow and that snapped me out of it."
It was lucky that Saiyans so very rarely had to use the bathroom, because had Raditz been
equipped with the digestive system of a human, he'd have turned himself inside out at that moment
and thoroughly ruined his armor bottoms. Instead he simply turned pale greenish, and fought the
urge to hurl as he pictured himself breaching this behemoth of a Saiyan.

If he made one wrong move, Broly would crush him between his thighs as easily as a sparrow's
egg.

"Yep. Definitely need to talk to them first…"

Broly nodded, "let me know what you decide," and flew off, eager to get back to Goku and cuddle
a bit.

When Broly was out of sight, Raditz's knees finally gave out and he slumped to the ground, and sat
there for about twenty minutes trying to calm himself down.

This would be, by far, the scariest thing he would do in his life. And he'd been in Hell, in the Frieza
force, and at one point had to tell Bardock that he'd used his sweet chewing sticks for fuel by
accident.

No way he'd be able to do this alone, Super Saiyan level unlocked or not. He'd need to talk to
Vegeta at the first chance, after he'd calmed down that is. Especially if this fusion thing which the
Prince so detested would be needed.

Oh, Goddess, would he even be strong enough to breach him at all? He'd always tried to make it as
fast and smooth as possible. Get it over in one fast swoop, but if the membrane was as tough as he
feared… It would be extremely painful for Broly and he, himself, would end up extremely dead
extremely fast.

It was rare, but sometimes a more powerful Saiyan was called in to assist, and a greater amount of
ki concentrated in the fingertips was used to slice the membrane, and Raditz feared that it would be
the only solution here.

Had it been back on Vegetasei, the Saiyans who'd been scheduled to be breached could've gotten
some booze in them before the procedure. The breaching was traditionally something that had to be
endured, but when the difference between breacher and the soon-to-be-breached was too large,
booze was allowed to make it safer for the breacher. Sadly, the only thing they had access to was
Earth liquor, which couldn't hold a candle to Saiyan alcohol.

Well, he was getting nowhere fast like this, he'd have to wait and talk to Vegeta and Goku before
he could get anywhere further.

Decision made, he flew back towards the cave, hoping that this would go well for everyone
involved.

Especially him.
 A New Arrival
Chapter Notes

My co-author is on a roll! She's been helping me A LOT with these last several
chapters.

Also, WARNING, implied incest.

Being a breacher was not an easy job. Any Saiyan born and raised on Vegetasei would know that.
Breachers would more often than not end up with new scars, granted, Saiyans loved to show off
their scars, battle scars that is. Scars from a pissed off locker getting breached were not really
something to brag about.

Many a time, breachers would end up with wounds that would never heal. Raditz knew a breacher
who got his testicles ripped off while he was breaching someone.

Most of the time though, it was just a split lip or a black eye. Both the breacher and the Saiyan
being breached knew it was just a reflex, lashing out mindlessly because of the pain.

And the apologies were usually waved off when they came afterwards.

This, however, could easily result in even more than a pair of torn gonads.

Lost in thought, Raditz approached the cave, as he flew closer he could hear Vegeta's already loud
voice get even louder.

It seemed he'd finally gotten back, and was now ripping his brother a new one.

He landed a few feet away from where Vegeta was once again chasing a loudly apologizing Goku
around, much like after the first tournament, making Raditz snort from the sight.

Turles had wisely made his retreat at some point and was nowhere to be found, while Broly simply
sat and made calf's eyes at Goku. Raditz guessed the two of them would be like newly mated all
over again for a while. Great.

Well, Vegeta was definitely not in a mood to talk about assisting with a breaching of this
magnitude right now.

Having learned to choose his battles when it came to the mercury temper of the Prince, he decided
to wait it out for now.

After letting Vegeta scream his angry little heart out for a few minutes, he cautiously approached
him. "Vegeta, calm down. Kakarot kinda got lured into it, and none of us remembered the bond
either."

Vegeta turned, nostrils flaring, but unwilling to take it out on him, thankfully. He glared at Raditz
for a few seconds before he bit out, "FINE! But I know you fucked him too, and you better fuck me
even better later!"

Never one to say 'no' to sex with Vegeta, especially if it got him in a better mood, Raditz simply
nodded before following Vegeta's stomping form into the cave, leaving Broly and Goku to cuddle
together.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

"But 'Geeetaaaaaa~"

"DO NOT 'GETA' ME, KAKAROT. There is no way in HELL that I am fusing with you again!"
The Prince crossed his arms and turned his back to Goku.

"C'mon, 'Geta! It ain't for me! It's for Broly and t' make it safe for quicksh- I mean, Raditz."

"H-HEY!" Raditz squeaked.

"The answer is still NO, Kakarot!"

"Please? This is the only way Broly will ever be able t' try this. And the only way Raditz can do it
safely."

"What's so bad about this fusion thing anyway?" Bardock sat on a chair, chewing on a sweet
flavored stick, watching Vegeta bicker and Goku beg.

"THE PROCESS IS DEMEANING, THAT IS WHAT IS WRONG!"

"Calm down, Vegeta, I'll be doin' it too."

"You do not count! You have no sense of shame!"

"Ok, ok, can ya show me why it's so bad, at least?" Bardock asked.

"Well, I can show ya my half of the dance. Vegeta would then have t' do the same, on the other
side."

Bardock simply nodded, "yeah, sure."

Goku moved a bit away and proudly showed up one half of the fusion dance.

"And that's it, but you gotta remember t' also even out the power levels."

Bardock sat gaping, the sweet stick fell out of his mouth, unnoticed by him. "THAT'S the fusion
dance!? It's the dumbest shit I've ever seen!"

"THANK YOU!" Came from an irate Vegeta.

"I dun get it, what's wrong with it?" Goku scratched the back of his head.

Bardock simply face palmed with the air of a parent who has to accept that their offspring is a bit
lacking.

"It's- How should I put it… Corny." Toma helped.

Goku tilted his head, "corny? How?"

Toma desperately tried to find a nice way to say what he thought.

Bardock had no such problems, "it looks like a dance from those dumb ass alien kid shows we used
to watch as cubs, mixed with shitty gymnastic. No reasonable adult would be caught dead doing
it."

Turles just sat in his nest, snickering at the Prince's fate. Cheelai, who was sitting next to him,
elbowed the pirate.

Turles just looked down pointedly at the small recording device she'd hidden in her hand, making
her shrug in a 'well, it was too good to miss' -way.

Turles knew he liked her for a reason.

Raditz felt it was time to cut to the chase, and stepped over to Vegeta. "I hate saying this, but I can't
do this alone without help. He'll likely kill me… By accident."

The mood plummeted, as everyone watched Vegeta for a reaction.

"He- Can Broly not simply go without being breached?" Vegeta looked towards the wild Saiyan
and stretched his hand out at Broly's general direction.

Broly clenched his fists under the eyes of everyone. "Because of how I was raised, I never got to
try this while it would've been safer. And so, if possible, I'd like to have this small part of me not
be lost to me anymore."

Vegeta's mouth open and closed several times, his hand still outstretched towards Broly. "Listen. I
would help, I really would, it is just…"

Goku knew what this was really about, even without the bond.

Raditz could die, and Vegeta had only just gotten him back after all those years.

The young Saiyan walked towards Vegeta and placed a reaffirming hand on him. "We can do this,
'Geeta. We can help Broly out AND keep Raditz safe."
And, like always, the Prince's resoluteness started crumbling.

"Look, I get it, Vegeta, but if things start goin' south we knock Broly out, ok?" The last part was
aimed at Broly, who nodded accepting the terms, fully aware of the danger he was when he lost
himself.

"No can do, baby brother." Raditz, along with Toma and Bardock, shook his head.

"Why not?" Goku asked, confused.

"It would break tradition." Bardock spoke out, "a recently breached Saiyan must get fucked right
after he's breached, you know, to get the prize after the sacrifice? And he must be conscious in
order to enjoy the prize."

"Surely this counts as a special case?" Goku asked.

The scarred Saiyan huffed. "A bit, yes. On Vegetasei this would definitely qualify for assistance
booze, but sadly we don't have anything strong enough, and that was all the support that was
usually allowed."

Vegeta was torn, on the one hand he of all should be in favor of keeping tradition, on the other
hand, it was one of his intended mates who's life was on the line.

He made a decision, "we shall follow tradition, BUT since there is no protocol for the breaching of
a legendary, we may intervene if the lives of the pack are at risk. So let us try and have this go
smoothly, agreed?" He turned towards Raditz, "also, I am officially approving the use of greater ki
assistance in the breach."

Raditz sighed, relieved. With this permission he could use a makeshift ki-scalpel to breach the
membrane.

Goku nodded, "Raditz yer the expert, what do ya need from us after the fusion?"

"Really, I just need ya to stop Broly from attacking me. And potentially help keep his legs spread
since they tend to try and close them by reflex."

Goku nodded again, "how long would ya say it might take?"

"Depending on the thickness, it can be anywhere between two clicks to ten clicks, but with Broly's
strength my estimate is a quarter count."

Goku looked puzzledly at Vegeta.

The Prince sighed and did some quick calculations, "he means four seconds to twenty seconds, but
he thinks it might take half a minute."

"Alright, we have more than enough time then. Let's do this. 'Geeta?"

"I am not doing it here!"

"Oh, but we want to see His Majesty dance~" Turles teased the Prince.

Vegeta turned sharply to stare at the dark skinned Saiyan. He was about to deliver a scathing
remark when Goku interrupted him.

"Alright, we can do it outside." Goku sauntered out the cave. He really didn't see anything wrong
with the steps to fuse, maybe it was a Saiyan thing.

Vegeta reluctantly followed after him. Finding a flat spot wide enough, Goku waited for the royal
to join him.

Standing next to Goku with a few feet between them, both leveled out their power levels until they
matched.

No way was Vegeta going to do this more than absolutely needed, so it needed to be perfect at the
first try.

With every part of him rebelling against it, he and Goku moved in perfect synchronization.
"Fuuuuu- Sion!" Both mouthed the words at the same time.

One more step.

With a 'HA' yelled in unison, an explosion of power flared to life in front of the cave.

Neither Goku or Vegeta noticed the others creeping towards them to see what this fusion technique
was all about. Lemo had been the only one to stay behind in case anything went wrong. But the
curious Saiyans, and apparently, Cheelai, liked to step head first into danger.

When the audience could finally open their eyes from the bright light, everyone gaped at what they
saw. Even Turles who'd been ready with a sassy comment was dumbfounded by the sight.

Cheelai shamelessly held up the recording device in full view as she too stared slack jawed.

Both Vegeta and Goku were sexy, but when combined, it reached a whole new level. Power rolled
off the figure until you could almost taste it on the tongue, and all the Saiyans had to shift
themselves in their trousers, that were suddenly far too snug.

A dual voice carried on the desert wind that playfully moved a single lock of hair that fell over two
dark and sharp eyes. "And THIS is what you call a fusion. The dance is stupid, but the pay off…"

Well aware of the lust they was inspiring, Gogeta crossed their arms over their half naked chest
and let the pack look its fill. About to ask a gaping and drooling Raditz if they should get a move
on, Gogeta's attention was instead grabbed by the sudden rise of a large power level.

Seemed not everyone was happy to see Gogeta.

Broly sat curled in on himself on a rock, ki spilling out of him, and his breathing was shallow and
fast.

This could be bad.

 Two for the Price of One

Quickly assessing the situation, Gogeta ordered everyone else to get back in the cave, as they
prepared themselves to have to I.T. Broly away, should it be needed. Where they would I.T. him to
was a different matter.

Meanwhile, Broly was hanging on by a thread, the sight of the fused form having caused a deep
instinctual fear response like Broly had never experienced.

He'd been stronger than pretty much everything since he was young, the necklace being the only
thing he'd really feared. But this… That whole day had shook him; all the new people, the different
planet, having to fight strangers despite never really having fought, the blank spot in his memory
that told him he'd once again lost himself, his source's death… Everything had been pulled up to
the surface at the sight of Gogeta.

Hyperventilating he curled himself up further. Kakarot, where was Kakarot? He needed him!

"Broly?" The dual voice came.

The wild Saiyan shivered at the voice. That same voice he had heard during their epic battle. The
same voice that came along with superior strength and power.

"Look at us." The voice sounded closer.

Broly looked up, fear shone in his eyes.

Gogeta put their hands out, palm up, and smiled warmly, "we aren't going to hurt you."

Broly forced himself to remain sitting despite everything telling him to defend himself.

"Broly, it's us, we're in here. Vegeta and me, just us fused together, feel our ki."

Broly reached out with his ki, he was still a novice, especially compared to his mate, but this ki was
too large not to be able to feel. He cautiously felt the ki, pushing down the fear that rose up at the
recognition of the ki he subconsciously feared.
Once he moved past that though… There, Kakarot's warm ki, like a stream of red sunlight mixed
up in Vegeta's cool blue ki.

"Kakarot, are you really in there?"

Gogeta smiled a smile that was one hundred percent Goku as they reached out with one hand,
slowly.

"Kakarot is in here, as is Vegeta. But we are a new person, still composed of Kakarot and Vegeta.
It sounds strange, we know, but that's how fusion works." Gogeta, still having their hand
outstretched, took a step closer to Broly.

Broly instinctively curled in on himself more at the movement, but forced himself to relax and
think about his mate being there, inside this new person.

"Come, Broly, you can overcome your fear. We're not here to fight you. We promise, it's just for
Raditz's safety. If you're truly scared we can do this another day."

Broly took a deep breath, "no. No, I can do this, I'm just… Afraid. Of you, and myself. What I
might do."

Gogeta took another step and crouched down in front of the scared warrior.

The part that was Goku wanted nothing more than to dissolve the fusion here and now, but if Broly
was brave enough to still try, then so be it. The part that was Vegeta knew that this fusion wouldn't
be happening again anytime soon. So Broly had to get over himself and get his fear under check.
They didn't have all day. In less than thirty minutes, the fusion would dissolve.

Gogeta nodded, "very well then." They turned towards the cave, "Raditz, come out, we're ready to
begin."

Raditz poked his head out cautiously, along with the others, "he calm again?"

Gogeta nodded, "as much as he can be, but we're here in case it goes south."
Raditz swallowed nervously, before turning towards Broly. "Ok, Broly, I'll walk ya through this, so
don't worry, but first I think we should put some distance between us and the pack."

Everyone agreed and the three, technically four, Saiyans flew to a distant spot, away from the cave,
and where the bugs couldn't climb up and interrupt.

They landed on a plateau and Raditz knew he'd have to get this started soon as Gogeta was on a
deadline.

"Broly, can ya remove yer pelt and leggings, and then lie down on yer back?"

Broly did as asked.

Gogeta then asked, "what do you need us to do?"

Raditz decided to play it as safe as possible, "if ya could sit with yer legs on his arms, and hold his
legs, I think that would be best."

Gogeta nodded and sat down with their legs balanced on top of Broly's large overarms, and a firm
grip around the back of Broly's knees.

Gogeta could feel Broly tense up as they settled on top of him. "You doing okay, Broly?"

Broly's voice sounded nervous when he said, "I'm good, but, Raditz, can you tell me what you're
doing?"

Raditz crouched down between Broly's legs, "sure, since there's no point in just tearing like you'd
traditionally do, I'll use a small amount of ki and sharpen it at the tip of my fingers, I'll then make a
fast cut, opening the membrane and if everything goes well, right after that I'll fuck ya. Just a
formality. But I'll be honest, it's gonna hurt, really bad, hence Gogeta being here to stop ya or I.T.
ya." He then added, "I'll guide ya every step of the way, Broly. Dontcha worry about a thing."

Raditz carefully felt underneath Broly's balls, feeling out the spot that he would need to cut open.
"Every Saiyan here and in the pack has been breached at some point. We all know what it's like,
and like ninety percent of the ones I have breached shed a tear during it, so don't worry about being
tough and all that, okay?

"Now this," here, Raditz carefully held the sac away with one hand and stroked a finger over the
membrane with the other, "is where I'll make the cut, okay?"

Broly was really not looking forward to that, just feeling Raditz's finger stroking him showed how
sensitive that spot was.

"Ok, now grab onto the ground or something, and no need to keep silent, we've all been there. I'll
start gathering energy now."

With a flare of ki he went into Super Saiyan mode, just in case.

A small flow of ki enveloped Raditz's middle and index fingers, and took the form of a very small
half circle, sharper than a razor blade as he pointed them towards the membrane.

Gogeta braced themselves on top of Broly, shit was about to hit the fan.

"Take a deep breath for me, I'll make this as fast as I can." Raditz told Broly.

Broly inhaled and immediately felt a sharp pain as Raditz's fingers pressed against his membrane.
The cut kept getting deeper, and the pain reached an unbearable level. Broly shouted. His ki started
flaring violently.

"Broly, no! You're making the skin tougher!" Gogeta yelled. "Force it down!"

Raditz started sweating, trying not to cut more than he had to with Broly moving and wriggling
around. He knew he had to finish this, he couldn't leave Broly half cut down there, he'd go mad
from the pain, but every second increased the chance of Broly losing control and killing him.

Raditz pushed his fingers in deeper.

Suddenly, Broly's aura erupted from his body as he transformed. Gogeta cursed and flared into
Super Saiyan Blue, and forced him down, making cracks appear under Broly's body. "Hurry,
Raditz!" Gogeta yelled.
"I'm almost done, just four more clicks! The skin's even tougher now!"

Gogeta clenched their teeth and they held onto Broly's legs and pushed down on Broly's arms as
hard as they could. Neither Goku or Vegeta was about to let Raditz die on them, and so they held
on during the longest eight seconds ever.

Broly was screaming in rage and pain under them and it broke Goku's heart to hear it.

The ground underneath them cracked and shattered as Broly's ki danced furiously around them.

Finally, Raditz's ki blade made it all the way down to the end of the membrane. His fingers reached
the opening to Broly's cervix and he stopped. "Done!" He pulled his fingers out and released a
breath he didn't realize he was holding.

He moved away fast to give Broly a chance to calm down and get out of the line of fire if he didn't,
and powered down.

Gogeta let go of Broly's legs and carefully and quickly turned around, keeping Broly pinned to the
rocky ground. "Broly, it's over! Calm down, you did it!"

Broly opened his eyes and saw his blue nemesis sitting on his chest. The wild Saiyan frowned and
roared, trying to dislodge Gogeta.

"Broly, we're going to try something, hang on."

With their tail, Gogeta grabbed hold of the fusion style pants, and ripped them off themselves. The
tail then went to wrap itself around Broly's flaccid dick and began pumping it.

Broly stopped screaming, and froze for a second, before he started wiggling and grunting, still sort
of struggling, but also unsure about what was going on. Broly was already so worked up that his
heart rate was through the roof, so it didn't take long before he was hard and 'fighting' was no
longer on the forefront of his mind.

He started struggling less as the pain melted away and no new pain was felt. When he was calmer
and hard enough, Gogeta removed their tail, prompting angry growls from Broly.

Gogeta quickly maneuvered themselves above him and with a grimace sank down on Broly's
length.
Broly stopped struggling completely at this point. Setting a fast rhythm, Gogeta moved rapidly on
top of Broly's form. After a few thrusts, Broly's Super Saiyan form started flickering and shortly
after it melted away as Broly came, overwrought from everything.

Gogeta let go of their transformation as well, and sat breathing hard on top of Broly. That had been
a close one.

Sensing he was calm enough now, they called out to Raditz to come back and finish the job. Raditz
approached cautiously, eyes flickering appreciatively up and down Gogeta's form.

The fusion simply lifted an eyebrow, projecting Vegeta at full force, "not now, finish this while
we're still around."

Raditz nodded, and kneeled down between Broly's strong legs. Well, he might not be able to fuck
Gogeta right now, but the view sure did help him get ready after just escaping with his life.

Eager to get this over and done with, he entered Broly's limp form, prompting a small and painful
moan from Broly. Having never before used the muscles stretched around a length like Raditz's
was not fun. Raditz knew this and therefore he kept his eyes peeled on Gogeta to help speed it up.

Gogeta decided to help a little, "come on, big brother, show Broly how good it feels to have a
latcher cock inside. And maybe try NOT to live up to your name, hmm?"

Raditz squinted at the fusion and made a face. His pace increased in speed.

Broly started making small sounds of pleasure, but he tried to hold them back.

Gogeta bent down and whispered in the wild Saiyan's ear, "don't be ashamed of being noisy, Broly.
We want to hear you scream in pleasure."

Broly whimpered and let out a small moan. At one particularly hard thrust that made his core ache
for more, Broly let out the most delicious sound.

Deciding to spice it up a bit, Gogeta started clenching down around Broly's length in rhythm with
Raditz's thrusts.

"You like this? This is your reward for being so brave. Feels good inside you, doesn't it?"
"It does…" Broly said breathlessly. He closed his eyes and focused on just the feelings. On one
end, a warm channel was squeezing around his shaft, on the other end, a magnificent cock was
pumping inside him. Goku and Turles were right, having a dick inside you did feel amazing!

The onslaught of sensations was getting Broly hard again. The wild Saiyan started moaning more
frequently, he wanted more of… Of something! He didn't know what exactly, but his instincts told
him there were more pleasures to be had.

"M-more…" He whispered.

Gogeta smiled, "you heard him," they said to Raditz, "give him more."

"With pleasure." Raditz smirked and grabbed one of Broly's legs, lifting it up to rest on his
shoulder. He began fucking Broly with abandon.

Gogeta then told Raditz, "might want to hurry up, we have about five counts left." Vegeta's side of
the fusion knew how much ten minutes meant in Saiyan measurements.

"Got it." Raditz replied, while looking for the best spot to hit inside Broly.

Deciding to help out, Gogeta pinched their own nipples, causing drops of milk to emerge. They
leaned down, "hey, Broly, want a taste?"

Broly latched on like a starving cub, and moaned around the mouthfuls of milk. With his fetish
being indulged, a cock inside, and being clenched down on, he was rapidly getting close to the
edge again.

Raditz deemed it was time to get down to the grit of the situation, and started aiming for Broly's
cervix. He tested a few angles until he found the center. He then pressed his cockhead just inside
Broly's cervix. The reaction was immediate. Broly moaned loudly and his back arched like a bow.
His fingers dug crevices in the cracked ground, his tail puffed out, and his toes curled as a few
drops of Gogeta's milk dribbled down the side of his mouth.

Sensing he was close, Raditz pressed deeper inside and held still, "are ya ready, Broly?"
Broly, barely having heard what Raditz said, simply nodded and kept moaning as Raditz resumed
his movements.

Time was running out, and Raditz accelerated his pistoning hips, now boldly hitting just inside
Broly's cervix, enough to make the larger Saiyan lose his mind. And lose his mind he did. Broly
tensed and with a roar, he came from his breeder and his cock. Raditz fully speared Broly's tight
muscle and latched inside. Gogeta kept bouncing on Broly's cock, eager to milk him thoroughly.

This would be an experience that would never fade from Broly's mind.

Gogeta rode out the hot spurts inside them, they hadn't cum but it still felt nice, and they wanted to
make this as positive an experience for Broly as they could.

Finally Broly went limp all over and he lay there with a lopsided smile on his face.

Knowing time was almost up, Gogeta lifted themselves off Broly's dick and moved to the side.
Raditz watched the warrior with hungry eyes as Gogeta stood there half naked just waiting for the
inevitable separation.

A few seconds passed and a white light enveloped the fusion. As the light disappeared, Goku and
Vegeta were now in their own bodies, both still rock hard.

Vegeta looked down at Goku's hard on, and with a smirk he pounced on his second-mate-to-be.
 The Truth Comes Out
Chapter Notes

Things start to get tense.

A beeping noise coming from his scouter woke Turles up. He quickly picked it up and flew out the
cave. When he got to a safe distance from the others he answered the call.

"Turles." He answered.

"You've kept me waiting..." A shrill voice spoke from the other side.

"I couldn't well answer with the others around-"

"You know what I mean, don't play dumb with me. I have no use for idiots."

"I'm trying to get close to him, it's just difficult with all the others around."

"Has he shown any progress at all?"

"He's learning to be in control while he transforms but he's still-"

"No more excuses, Turles. You have three more cycles to have him under my command."

"That's hardly enough time!"

The other side went silent for a moment. "Do you know what I have in my hand right now?"

Turles didn't answer. He knew Frieza would continue.

"You're life, Turles. One push of a button and you cease to exist."

Turles touched the side of his neck automatically.

"I want him. You will place the device on him and you will do so within the time I've given you, if
you know what's good for you."

Frieza disconnected and Turles was left reeling. Three cycles. That was hardly enough time to
bother to tell the others in hopes of getting the bomb in his neck removed.

Turles placed his scouter down and flopped on the hill he was on. He gazed at the stars, thinking of
how he got himself mixed up in this mess. He felt despair at the upcoming events, and there was
one sure way to relieve the stress he was starting to feel.

Slowly, he let his hands travel across his pecs, playing with his nipples, lightly touching them with
the tips of his fingers. Turles let out a long breath and closed his eyes. His legs bent at the knees
and parted. A bushy tail started tracing imaginary lines on the pirate's uncovered groin, avoiding
zones that were too erogenous, teasing.

The hands roamed down his tense muscles, as if memorizing each crevice, each dip and rise. They
skimmed over his abs and skipped across his naval, stopping at a patch of soft hair. One hand
grasped the strands and pulled them, making Turles' breath hitch, while the other moved to his
legs, caressing his bronze skin.

The first hand released the pubic hairs and wrapped itself around the base of the Saiyan's hardening
cock, not moving, and then releasing to continue its trip back up Turles' torso.

Fingers ghosted across his breeder before returning to caress his body. Turles began rocking his
hips slowly. His hard hands traveled all over his front and his dick started twitching, leaking
precum. Moans and tiny gasps escaped his lips as the pirate kept teasing himself with his hands
and tail. At one point, he gave in and his tail entered his mating hole. His body arched in pleasure
as he felt the furry appendage penetrate him. It wasn't as good as a dick, but right now, with
everyone sleeping, this was the best and only choice. Too bad Cheelai didn't have the means to
fuck him. He would've woken her up and seduced his way to her dick and given her the ride of her
life. Alas, her genitals were different than that of a Saiyan's.

The teasing hands returned to play with his nipples, pinching them, squeezing around them, and
soon milk started to come out. Throughout all this, Turles kept a sharp mind for any noises that
came too close to where he was settled. Bugs tended to rampage at night more than during the day,
but his sharp hearing would alert him of anything coming his way.

Two hands traveled low and reached his pelvis. They grasped his cock and squeezed, Turles' toes
curled at the sensation. He let out a moan that was slightly louder than the rest. His hands let go of
his dick and went back to touching around it.

Turles continued teasing himself this way until he could no longer bear it. With his tail inside his
breeder, and one hand wrapped around his cock, Turles brought himself over the edge. He stayed
on the ground panting and trying to get his heart rate under control. He felt better, sure, but the
situation hadn't changed. He was still damned if he did, damned if he didn't.

Earlier.

After the celebration for Broly's breaching, usually breachings weren’t celebrated but this was a
special occasion, everyone went to bed tired and ragged. Cheelai had fallen asleep at the table. Her
head rested in her crossed arms as soft snores enveloped the otherwise silence.

Suddenly a small beep caused her to drift away from dreamland. The green woman blinked a few
times but didn't move. Footsteps and a shadow walking against the moonlight coming in at the
entrance of the cave made her fully awake.

Turles.

His nest was empty, she noticed, the light of the almost full moon offered more visibility in the
dark cave for the alien.

She moved to the cave entrance and looked out over the landscape. Wherever he was, he was
already too far away to see. She rummaged through her small waist pouch and pulled out her
scouter.

Switching to night setting she looked out over the landscape again. There! Thanks to the ki
scouting feature it was easy to pick up Turles' location. She zoomed in until she got a clear image.
He seemed fine but judging by his facial expression that might be coming to an end.

She imitated his mouth movements, three circles? No cycles. Three cycles.

She felt cold all over, and it had nothing to do with the night temperature. Turles was almost out of
time. She'd have to talk to Goku soon. It seemed like a lose-lose situation but she'd prefer Turles
having to face Goku rather than Frieza.

Quietly, she walked towards the bigger nest and searched for the messy palm-tree hair that
belonged to Goku. Cheelai had to tell him. She was pretty sure Turles hadn't kept his word to tell
the pack about his covert assignment. The pack would've said something by now.

"Goku." She whispered as she shook him.

"Kakarot is over there." Came the sleepy, slightly irritated voice of Bardock.

"Oops, sorry." Cheelai walked to the other side of the nest and touched Goku's shoulder, rocking it
a bit.

"Hmm- Wha-?" Goku lifted his head from Broly's chest and looked behind him. He spotted
Cheelai with a worried expression on her face. "Cheelai? What is it?" He slowly unwrapped
Broly's arm from his waist and sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Can you come with me? It's important. Please."

Rubbing his eyes and yawning, Goku extracted himself from Broly and got up from the nest.

"What's goin' on? Ya seem scared."

"It's about Turles. He- He's working for Frieza…" She whispered.

"What?!" Goku whispered loudly.

Cheelai shushed him and he clamped his mouth shut. The green woman motioned for Goku to
follow her outside the cave.

Once they were away from the others she spoke freely. "Listen, before you judge him, you need to
know that Frieza has put an explosive device in his body, one smart remark or failure and Turles,
and probably the whole planet, gets blown up."

Goku's mind flashed back to the tournament, "it's in his neck, ain’t it."

Cheelai nodded apprehensively.

Goku paced in a small circle, "but why Turles? He's nowhere near strong enough t’ take us out!"
Cheelai braced herself, this was where Turles' fate would be decided, when Goku found out his
mate was the mission. Hopefully his kind nature would prevail.

"His mission is not to kill you or Vegeta, it's… Broly."

There was a rush in Goku's ears, and only years of having to keep a lid on his monstrous strength
made it possible for him not to explode into Super Saiyan right there.

"WHAT???!!!!"

Goku grabbed her shoulder firmly, but not painfully so, and said in a fierce voice "explain!"

Cheelai dug up all her courage, "I don't know all the details, but apparently Frieza wants Broly
under his control."

Goku staggered back. Broly, his Broly. His beautiful brave mate who already lived in fear of
himself, under that monster's thumb, turned into the very thing he feared becoming most. NEVER!
Goku would send Frieza back to Hell with a smile on his face first!

Goku took several deep inhales, when he felt he was calm enough to talk again he simply said, "I'll
be away for a little bit, when I come back we’ll talk more, ok?"

Cheelai simply nodded cautiously, not sure if this was a good sign or not.

With trembling fingers against his forehead, Goku I.T.'d back to Kami's lookout. He needed to
borrow a certain room for a little while.

After about two weeks in the Room of Spirit and Time, Goku had calmed down enough to come
up with a plan for dealing with this.

He left the room and I.T.’d straight to Cheelai, seven seconds had passed in real time, and informed
her that he'd be gone until morning and if the others asked, to tell them he went to pick up some
Earth supplies.
Rather than using the device Bulma had given him to communicate with her directly, he then I.T.'d
straight to Bulma in her lab, scaring her again. She was about to start berating him when she saw
his face. She'd only seen that expression on Goku's face a few times, and none had been good.

"Bulma, I need the radar." There was no need to ask which one.

Scared now, she quickly dug it out and as she handed it over, she asked, "is everyone okay?"

Goku simply replied, "for now."

With that ominous reply he I.T.'d to New Namek. Thanks to the radar, it took little time to gather
up the Dragon Balls and in a spectacular display of light, Porunga appeared as he was summoned.
The grand elder, Moori, had tweaked the Dragon to be able to speak and understand Goku’s
language, since Goku used them even more than they did, and this way Goku could make the
wishes himself without a Namekian having to translate for him. It was just more convenient all
around.

"I AM PORUNGA, STATE YOUR WISH AND I… OH, IT'S YOU AGAIN. RIGHT. WHAT IS
IT NOW?"

Goku sweat dropped a bit, maybe they did use the Dragon Balls a BIT extensively.

Forcing himself to stay focused on the task at hand, he loudly stated, "I wish for the bomb in the
Saiyan Turles to be removed safely!"

Porunga's eyes glowed with all the mystical power a wish granting dragon deserved. "IT IS DONE.
STATE YOUR NEXT WISH."

Goku shouted back, "actually that was all for this time. I’ll come back for my next two wishes
another time."

Had Porunga been anything but an ancient being of magic, he might've complained about being
woken up for one measly wish, however instead he simply mentally flipped Goku the claw and
disappeared back into the balls, followed by the standard 'turn-to-stone-and-disappear' stunt.
Goku thanked Moori and the Namekians who had given him the Dragon Balls and I.T.'d back to
Vampa. It was time to have a way overdue talk with a certain renegade.
 A Small Wish

Cheelai couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. After Goku came back and told her he was going to
go looking for the Dragon Balls on Namek, the green alien had slinked back into the cave and went
to her room in the capsule house.

What would happen to Turles now? How would the pack react to his betrayal? Would they do
something horrible to him? Goku would surely stop the others if Turles' life was in danger,
wouldn't he?

Cheelai felt a headache begin and she reached over to the nightstand drawer where she kept some
pain killers. She popped one in her mouth and washed it down with a glass of water she always had
nearby.

The small woman could only hope for the best. One thing was for sure; Turles wouldn't want to
have sex with her again.

After the call, and relieving some tension, Turles had spent most of the night cycle aimlessly flying
around, thoughts racing through his head, trying to decide on his next course of action.

In the end it came down to one simple question; would he rather deal with the pack's judgement or
Frieza's?

And the answer was pretty obvious. He just hoped he wouldn't have to see Raditz's look of disgust
aimed at him, and that he could get away before the planet and the pack got blown up.

Either way, he was a dead Saiyan flying.

Mind made up, he flew towards the cave, the faintest peak of light on the horizon indicating that
dawn was about a half degree away.

He couldn't keep stalling, he would tell the others when they woke up. He landed just outside the
entrance and walked in, not noticing the figure waiting for him to arrive.

A blow to the back of his head was the last thing Turles felt before being enveloped by darkness.

Slowly, Turles regained consciousness. When he was fully awake and his vision had stopped
swimming, he found himself looking up at a very angry Goku. He tried moving but found his
hands and legs were bound together with ki rings.

About to ask what was going on, his tongue turned to lead when he saw what Goku was holding in
his hand. The device Frieza had given him to use on Broly.
"Well, guess this is it then." The dark skinned warrior stated.

Goku's face was like stone, and that alone scared the pirate more than he'd like to admit. "Truth.
Now!" Was the only thing Goku said.

"Why bother, you're going to kill me, or Frieza is. Personally, I prefer it being you." He looked
around, they were still on Vampa, but he could see the cave nowhere. A part of Turles was glad not
to have Bardock, Vegeta or Raditz here. The first two because they'd enjoy his position far too
much and the latter because he would have to see his reaction to what Turles had been doing.

"No, Turles. Death is easy, I know that. Ya'll tell me why and how. Everythin'."

"Just get it over with, we both know you're not going to forgive me for threatening your mate."

Goku's eyes narrowed. Fed up with Turles' avoidance he tossed the device away and reached
down, grabbing the dark skinned Saiyan by the neck and lifting him up. THAT got a reaction.

"NO, LET GO! ARE YOU CRAZY! EVERYTHING WILL BE BLOWN UP! THE PACK!
STOP!"

"TELL ME THE TRUTH THEN!"

Turles hung limp from Goku's hand, afraid that wiggling would set off the bomb faster.

"OK, OK! Look, I owed Frieza for that stunt I pulled with the Tree of Might, I was on his black list
for not giving him the Fruit of Might. He said he would forgive me for that if I did this one thing.
Also, since I used to be one of his soldiers and too low level to be a threat, I didn't think I'd ever get
any really dangerous high profile jobs. But when I got there he…" Turles' choked voice broke off
and Goku squeezed a bit to remind him of his options here.

"He tortured me! For a long ass time! Happy?! After that he put this horrible thing in my neck, told
me the job he had for me and when I had to report back."
"Why Broly?!"

"Because he's the most powerful Saiyan he's ever seen and lacks control, and he hates our race."

"Why do ya care about the pack being blown up?! Tell me!"

Turles' eyes turned pleading here, "please, what more do you need? I've told you everything! If this
goes off…"

"Why, Turles?! Why do ya care if the pack dies too alongside ya?"

A mumble came out of Turles.

"Louder!"

"Because of Raditz! Ok?!"

Goku froze, " ya… Really do care for him, dontcha."

Turles looked away, unable to meet his eyes, "yes, I do, and I can't bear the thought of him dying
again, so please…"

Goku let go of Turles' neck, and the pirate landed in a heap on the ground, coughing and rubbing
his throat with his tail.

Goku rubbed the back of his neck, looking pensively down on Turles.

"Not gonna lie, I was really angry when Cheelai told me. Like, really angry." Angry was a bit of an
understatement- He'd nearly destroyed the Chamber of Space and Time letting off steam.

"Ahh, that explains how you found out. 'Spose I can't blame her, she was in danger too."
Goku nodded. "Yeah, she found out ya were runnin' outta time."

"But… If you knew all this, WHY DID YOU ENDANGER EVERYONE BY GRABBING
ME?! Yes, yes, I know, rich coming from me, but this is not like you!" Turles yelled at Goku. If he
was going to die, might as well voice his opinion.

"Ohh, yeah, the bomb. I had that removed."

There was complete silence apart from the desert wind for about three Earth seconds, while Turles
gaped at him, coming to terms with what Goku had said.

Turles scrambled to his feet as best he could. "WHAT? No, no, you couldn't! HOW DID
YOU…?!"

"I used the Dragon Balls while ya were flyin' around out there, wished it away. Been out for about
half a degree, if I got the term correctly."

Turles' eyes roamed over Goku's face, desperately searching for any sign of a lie. Finding none and
figuring Goku wouldn't joke about this, his legs gave out in sheer relief.

Again kneeling, he looked up at Goku, eyes suspiciously moist and breathing heavily.

"Why did you do that? Why did you let me think I was going to kill us all when you grabbed me?
WHY??!!" The last part came out raw sounding from the emotional drain this night and barely day
had been for him.

"I needed t' know the truth. I'm sorry for doin' that t' ya, but I had t' know. I like ya, Turles, and I've
always been in favor of ya joinin' the pack. But this, this was too important t' leave t' chance."

Goku kneeled down and looked Turles in the eyes.

"I now know that I'm mostly angry with Frieza, not you. If it was just me whom ya'd been lyin' to,
I'd just let ya leave or stay if ya wanted. But this, this is a pack matter. Because yer pack, even if ya
never accepted that. And so, they'll decide what happens now."
Goku cupped Turles' cheek in one hand.

"For what it's worth, I won't let them kill or torture ya."

Without another word, Goku hiked Turles up on his shoulder, much like a sack of potatoes, and
headed towards the cave where Turles' punishment would be decided.

Goku touched down at the cave entrance and walked inside. He unceremoniously dropped Turles
on his ass as a scarred warrior neared the two Saiyans.

"What's all this mess?" Bardock asked while he motioned with his hand. The group had been
awake for a while now, wondering where Goku and Turles were at. Bardock had decided to keep
quiet about what he heard Cheelai say to Goku, and decided to wait for them at the entrance.

"Turles has something t' say t' us." Goku crossed his arms, "and we will listen calmly and not do
anythin' rash."

Bardock looked down at Turles, "I'll get the rest of the pack."

Everyone was now gathered around the bound Saiyan, Cheelai looked very guilty when she saw
Turles restrained at the wrists and ankles.

Goku went over to her, "dun feel bad. Ya did it t' help him and I won't let them kill him or torture
him. He'll have to be punished though."

She nodded weakly.

"So, Turles. Wanna tell us what ya've been doing with that lizard?" Bardock fumed.
"Wait- You mean Frieza?! You knew about this?!" Toma turned to his mate with a look of shock
on his face.

Bardock shrugged, "I was awake when Cheelai told Goku something about Turles working for that
fucker."

"And ya didn't tell us?!" Raditz couldn't believe Bardock would keep quiet about that for so long.

"She wanted to talk to Kakarot, and I decided to let him handle it. I figured Cheelai told him first
for a reason."

"Let the pirate speak." Vegeta's silent command hushed the others.

Turles sighed. "Let me start from the beginning…"

 The Truth Behind the Deeds
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

This chapter is a bit intense.

The torturing methods came from me. Ishizu is innocent!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"Well, well, well."

Turles turned around to find a rather short, reptilian looking, horned character with purple and pink
accents adorning his white pale body.

"What have we here? A Saiyan not joining the feast?"

"Who are you?"

"I could be many things. I could be your deadly enemy," Frieza rounded the Saiyan, carefully
taking in his features. "Or I could be your sponsor. I know what you've been looking for."

Turles' widening eyes gave him away.

"Do not worry. I too, am curious about this 'Tree of Might'. I am Lord Frieza, would you like to
strike a bargain- Um...?" The Icejin offered his hand to the synthetic Saiyan.

Turles looked at Frieza's offered hand and after a moment's hesitation, shook it. "Turles. At your
service, Lord Frieza."

"Excellent. You have my resources available for whatever you may need. Just get me this fruit and
your efforts will be greatly compensated."
Turles smirked. He had heard of this Lord Frieza, but never actually had seen him. Turles was
much too busy with his own agenda. Finding a mutated fruit from the Goddess plant wasn't an easy
feat. It all spiraled down to 'being in the right place at the right time'. In other words, luck. Still,
Turles didn't need to tell Frieza this. It would come in handy for other reasons to have an almost
unlimited source of high tech materials and services.

And so, Turles abused Frieza's generosity. His first mistake of many.

Eventually, Turles had found a mutated fruit, after many years of juggling between stealing fruits
from the temples and doing more of Frieza's dark biddings. The small fruit had looked slightly
different and tasted foul. There were no official records of the mutated fruit that showed how it
looked or smelled or tasted. Turles had to do a lot of guesswork until he had found it.

Second mistake; not telling Frieza he had found the Seed of Might.

During his search for the fruit, Turles had gathered up a team of supporters who knew about his
quest. Turles recruited soldiers that weren't too fond of Frieza so they could easily be turned
against the lizard. Turles and his team then started searching for a planet rich in soil and life. There
were a few options, but one Planet Earth was closest to them.

Turles and his team of renegades traveled to this planet to plant the Tree of Might.

Unfortunately, this planet had a hero who was not willing to let it die.

After Turles' team was torn apart, and Turles almost killed, the dark skinned Saiyan managed to
hide from Earth's hero and quietly, and with much effort, make his way back to his spaceship.
Once he was sure nobody was around, he took off and left the planet.

Third mistake; returning to Frieza's mothership to further heal in the more advanced healing tanks
and leaving his scouter unattended.

While Turles was in a healing pod, one of the technicians collected data from the Saiyan's scouter
and found some interesting information that Frieza might like to know about.

Turles had barely made it out of the tank when he realized his scouter was no longer where he left
it. He quickly did the math and escaped Frieza by a thread.
Fourth mistake; never checking his spaceship for bugs and locators.

Turles never really escaped Frieza. Even when Turles had decided to ditch Frieza, and planted the
Seeds of Might on different planets (the mutated Goddess fruit had produced a total of three seeds),
Frieza knew of Turles' whereabouts. The tyrant had always kept tabs on the pirate, wherever he
was. So when the time came to call in favors, Frieza had easily located Turles and intercepted his
ship.

After days of torture, and having a powerful and fickle bomb inserted in his neck, Frieza had
ordered Turles to go after Broly. Frieza had had his scientists and engineers fabricate a device, a
golden headband with a blue gem in the middle, that would subdue the Legendary Saiyan and
Frieza would be able to control him. Albeit, Broly needed to learn to control his power first. It
would be no use to have a wild Saiyan under his control and have said Saiyan destroy himself and
everything around him because of all the raw untamed power.

It would be safer to wait until Broly learned self restraint. And this is where the pirate would come
in handy. Turles would report to Frieza of all improvements on the wild Saiyan's control.

Frieza, however, was not a patient character. He wanted the untamed Saiyan as soon as he could
get him, thus, decided enough time had passed and cut down Turles' time.

Turles breathed in, "so, now that you know the story, what do you plan on doing with me?"

"Well," said Vegeta "we shall have a vote, whether or not you can stay in the pack. If the majority
are ok with you staying, we shall punish you, but you can stay. If not, you shall leave and not come
back. But first, Kakarot will tell his side of the events."

Goku stepped up next to Turles and told the pack what Cheelai had told him, and about the talk
he'd had with Turles after having the bomb removed.

Goku felt bad for telling the pack about Turles' emotional conflict, but for Turles to have any
chance of staying with the pack, they'd need to know this.

Vegeta then addressed the pack, "we have heard the testimonies. Everyone cast your votes. All
against, raise your hands."

With his own raised, Vegeta looked around, finding one other raised hand. Not surprisingly
belonging to Bardock.
It seemed the pirate was here to stay. Kakarot's unending forgiveness must've rubbed off on the
pack... Or Turles had rubbed off the pack.

The Prince looked over at Broly sitting next to Goku, tail and arm around his mate.

"Are you sure?" He asked Broly.

After all, he had been the target of Turles' mission.

"I was against first, but… I know how it feels to have your life be controlled by a press of a button,
by someone else."

Goku curled around Broly, offering silent support.

Bardock meanwhile shot Toma a betrayed look.

Toma sighed, he was going to be hearing about this for awhile. He leaned down and whispered to
his mate, "look, he was forced and willing to leave to keep us safe."

Bardock crossed his arms, angrily chewing the ever present stick in his mouth. "Ya just like that
chocolate ass."

Toma rolled his eyes, there was no talking to 'Dock when he got like this.

Vegeta sighed, "I suppose there is not much point in counting the 'for-votes' at this stage. Welcome
to the pack, Turles. That means, however, we now have to punish you for betraying us."

Bardock's smirk widened, a tinge of evilness was clearly felt by Turles. "And we may have a few
devices that can help us along the way. Right, Prince?"

Vegeta grinned, he left the group to search through the bag he brought from his latest visit to Earth
and pulled out a small capsule. After throwing it on the floor, several devices appeared in a puff of
smoke. The Prince spotted two items and picked them up.

Bardock turned his head to look at Vegeta, and Turles followed his line of vision. He saw the
Prince holding a metal bar and a strange red object. It looked like a big clamp on the top part and a
much smaller one at the bottom.

"What is that you're holding?" Turles tried to make his voice sound steady.

"This," Vegeta turned the strange object in his hands, a small, thoughtful smile graced his lips, "is a
neat contraption my Earth mate invented. She designed it to torment lockers and add more spice to
our sex life. This here," the Prince lifted the bar that had two straps at both its ends, "is a spreader
bar. I believe you can guess what this is for."

Vegeta turned to look at Turles before walking towards him. "Bardock."

The scarred Saiyan grabbed the bar and Turles' leg. He tied one leg in the strap, right at the knee,
and did the same with the other leg, spreading Turles wide open.

"If you think this is going to hold me-" Turles stopped when Vegeta grasped the metal bar and
transferred his ki to it, making the bar able to withstand Turles' strength.

Turles tried to close his legs, tried to break free, but the ki infused bar wouldn't give an inch.

"My Earth mate forged this out of a special alloy that becomes stronger the more energy it has
within. Trust me, you shall not be able to break free from it." Vegeta then kneeled in front of
Turles, "Bardock, may you spread his cunt open for me?"

"With pleasure." Bardock stepped over Turles, bent down, and held his breeder open for the Prince
to insert the small red contraption.

Turles tensed as Bardock's fingers slipped inside him and extended his entrance. He felt the cold
object being inserted deep, deep down to where his cervix was. The two smaller clamps pierced
inside his womb opening, and the larger ones stayed on the outside, spreading his cunt open for the
world to see. Bardock removed himself from the pirate and watched Vegeta work.

"Heh, this isn't that bad- OH, MY GODS!" Turles screamed in both pain and pleasure as the clamps
widened, spreading his cervix and breeder wide apart.

Vegeta kept twisting the clamp open, more and more.

 "FUCK!" Turles' eyes started watering, his dick, having a mind of its own and not knowing how to
behave at unsuitable times, hardened. The sensation was like being fucked by a thick latcher cock.
A VERY thick latcher cock.

Slick started flowing from inside him, and for the first time in his life, Turles regretted having such
a lust-prone body. This was not the time for him to get aroused.

Once Vegeta deemed him open enough, he grabbed Turles' cock by the base, "and for good
measure," energy concentrated where he was grasping Turles and a ki ring appeared, effectively
impeding Turles from having an orgasm.

The Prince stood up and admired his work. Bulma's perverted mind had outdone itself. This
contraption was designed to heighten pleasure, but used in a certain way, it could also be an
exceptional torturing device.

"Now for your punishment. You shall stay there, aroused and wanting, with no means to relieve
yourself. NO one is allowed to touch you." Vegeta looked pointedly at Raditz. "And you shall
remain like this until I decide your dues have been repaid."

"Fuck you." Turles snarled at the smaller Saiyan.

Vegeta huffed humorously, "not this time, pirate," then turned his back to the traitor and left.

Chapter End Notes

This chapter ties in with a chapter in 'Jizzerella' and 'A Pirate's Tale'. You don't have to
read them, but if you do, that will make me very happy <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13600911/chapters/31222962
The tags aren't as bad as they seem ^^;
And
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23264863/chapters/55712599
The tags are bad.
 Justice is Served
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

There's a humiliation part in this chapter. Basically Turles drinking milk out of a bowl.

If it's too much for you, you can skip that part when you reach "DRINK. DRINK.
DRINK. DRINK." up to Goku really didn't want to watch.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Taking this as a cue, the other pack members started splitting up and started their daily tasks or
getting breakfast. Goku headed towards the cave entrance, Cheelai followed him downtrodden.

Outside Goku told Cheelai, "relax, he's gonna be uncomfortable, but he'll live and have a pack
afterwards."

She nodded silently. "I just feel like I've betrayed him. On the one hand, telling you actually helped
him, on the other hand, he's probably going to break it off with me."

"He'll come around, dun worry." Figuring she might need some alone time, Goku patted her on the
shoulder, and lifted two fingers to his forehead. Bulma was surely anxious to know what had
happened, and he needed to return the radar.

Before he could I.T. away though, a sharp 'KAKAROT' came from the cave. Heading back in, Goku
found Vegeta striding over to him, meeting him at the entrance.

"If you are heading to Earth, tell Bulma that we are alright, and that I require one of her pets' water
bowls."

Goku gave Vegeta a look, and simply nodded. He made his way to the entrance of the cave to
teleport to Bulma-

"Oh! Kakarot."
"Yeah, Vegeta?" Goku turned to look at the smaller Saiyan.

"Tell Bulma to give you one of those cub-feeders."

Goku tilted his head, "a what?"

Vegeta bristled over having to admit he didn't know what it was called, only what he himself called
it. "The thing the woman sometimes feeds the young cubs with, made of plastic and has some
rubber nipple thing on its top."

The penny finally dropped for Goku, "OHHH, a baby bottle?"

"...Yes. One of those."

Goku looked at the Prince wonderingly, "why do we need that? Silly Vegeta. We ain't got no cubs
here." The innocent Saiyan chuckled.

Sadly, Vegeta was extra grouchy from it not only being early morning, but also having to start the
day finding out his pack had been compromised, hold a 'trial', and have to keep Turles around after
all that. So his response was simply, "BECAUSE I SAID SO!"

Goku was not the sharpest crayon in the tool shed but he got the message. He swiftly made his way
out of the cave again.

"Oh, and Kakarot."

Goku inhaled and turned to Vegeta with a forced smile on his face, "yeah? Vegeta?"

"Tell the woman to bring that collar we have in our bedroom."

Goku's face froze, he nodded once and then resolutely walked out of the cave.
"Kakarot!"

"WHAT NOW?!" Goku rounded on the royal.

"Hurry up, will you?! I have not got all day!" Vegeta scoffed and turned towards the inside of the
cave, leaving Goku seething and grumbling about spoiled princes not having anything else to do
'all day'.

"What else is he gonna be doin' all day…" Goku mumbled to himself.

"I am going to be riding your brother's dick!" Vegeta called back.

Figuring he was bluffing and just angry, Goku stuck his tongue out at the Prince and headed
towards Earth, finally.

After a quick I.T. trip, and a long uncomfortable explanation about not only what had happened
with Turles' deception, but also what had happened between himself and his brother, Turles, and
Broly, while Vegeta had been visiting, had ensured that Goku not only stayed for lunch but was
also now convinced that his face would be permanently red.

The whole thing made worse by the fact that Vegeta had NOT been bluffing, leaving Goku to
wiggle in his seat the whole time from second hand pleasure under Bulma's all-knowing eyes.

Goku finally returned, sans one radar but with bowl, baby bottle, and collar daintily held between
two fingertips. From the collar's smell, he had an idea about where it had been and well… It
conjured up images he did not need with him already hard as a rock.

He marched into the cave, where he looked over to Turles, who seemed frustrated, going by the
puddle of slick gathering beneath him and his angry reddened cock, but still holding up, and in the
nest Vegeta getting fucked by his brother. 'Jeez, and right in front of Turles, that's just mean! Goku
thought.

He swiftly walked over to Vegeta and Raditz and dumped the items next to Vegeta. "Here!" He
said a tad forcefully.
"What? Is something- The matter, Kakarot." Vegeta asked smugly, well knowing he'd made
Goku's trip much more frustrating than it would've been.

Goku just glared at him before searching for Broly's ki.

He needed some relief.

Goku found Broly sitting silently on a tall plateau, staring at the many green weasel creatures
getting their blood sucked by bugs and some eating said bugs in return.

Broly caught sight of him and his face lit up. It lit up even further when Goku stripped off his
clothes right there and jumped into his lap, planting a kiss on his mouth.

After a quickie, or two... Was it still a quickie if you did it twice? Goku wondered, but decided it
really wasn't important. No matter, he felt much less frustrated so it was all good. Goku cuddled
into Broly's large form, as they sat and watched 'Vampa's circle of life'.

Goku looked at Broly's pensive expression. "Watcha thinkin' about?"

Broly sighed, "I miss Bah." The larger warrior sniffled a bit.

Goku wrapped his arms harder around him, offering support the only way he could.

After all, what could he say? If he asked if Bah might still be alive, Broly might try and find him,
and if he was dead, Broly would get even sadder.

Resolving to keep an eye out for a weasel-thing with a missing ear during hunting time, it would be
his turn soon, Goku started purring and planting soft kisses on Broly's face, trying to comfort him,
praying that Turles or one of the other's hadn't killed Bah by accident.

They sat there for a while, simply enjoying the unburdened closeness they had been missing since
the tournament, tails coiled together and purrs rumbling in their chests.

The two Saiyans stayed there for a long time, simply enjoying their company. Until Goku's
stomach rumbled and seemed to have a domino effect on Broly's stomach as well.
"We should head back for lunch." Broly sighed.

Goku nodded, "yeah, plus, I dun trust Vegeta or Bardock with Turles.

"I know that for Vegeta it's about Raditz, but I dun get why 'Dock hates him so much."

The Saiyans slowly got up and took off, headed towards their home.

"DRINK. DRINK. DRINK. DRINK."

Chanting greeted the two Saiyans as they entered the cave. Goku was puzzled to see the group
surrounding Turles. As they got closer, Goku saw Vegeta's boot pushing Turles' head down into
the bowl he had brought earlier. The bowl was filled with milk, Goku assumed, and Turles was
almost drowning in it, struggling to get away from the bowl and Vegeta's foot.

"VEGETA!!! WHAT ARE YA DOIN'?!" Goku yelled angrily.

"He is being punished and he needs to eat." The Prince simply said, still dunking Turles' face into
the bowl.

"Dun give me that!!! Ya coulda fed him by hand, or NOT try and drown him while doin' it! I
promised I wouldna let ya do this sorta stuff, Vegeta. Now stop it!"

"What are ya talking about, brat? He loves it. Just look at his dick throbbing!" Bardock pointed at
Turles' crotch.

"He's had that thing stuck in him all day! Of course he's hard! He might like pain, but this is just
humiliation, BABA!"

Goku was seething, looking at the rest of the pack.

"I dun know why ya hate him, baba, but this is not ok!"

Cheelai had her face scrunched up in unbridled horror. " I-it's true… He agreed to it."

"Well," said Goku, "what choice did he really have?

"And you!" Here he pointed at Vegeta, "ya need t’ get over this hatred of him. It was bad enough
when ya got jealous over me and Broly, but this is even worse, Vegeta. And dun try and tell me it's
just punishment. I can feel the jealousy through the bond! Yer enjoyin’ this far too much!"

Vegeta squinted at his former rival. "Alright." He said as he shrugged. He took his boot off of
Turles' head. "You shall hear it from Turles himself."

Turles raised his head and took a deep breath of much needed air. "Kakarot! Will you mind your
own damn business?! I am getting what I deserve." He panted. "Trust me, not having my tail cut
off is more than I can ask for. Other packs wouldn't have gone so easily on me." Turles told the
younger warrior off.

To say that Goku was surprised was an understatement. He kneeled down next to Turles. "Yer
really ok with this?"

"This is how it has to be."

"Ok… But I'll be near just in case things get too crazy." With that Goku rose up and walked back
next to Broly, shooting Vegeta a glare to ensure he didn't go too far, out of spite.

Bardock rubbed his hands together, "now that that's settled, where were we?"

Vegeta smirked, "I believe we were in this part-" The royal placed his boot back on Turles' head
and roughly pushed it down inside the bowl again.

Goku really didn't want to watch so he headed outside, ki sense locked onto Turles' ki, like he'd
said.

Broly followed him outside, also not up for watching it.

 After a few seconds, Cheelai joined them as well.

"Dun worry, I can still sense him, in case something happens." Goku told Cheelai.

She nodded, clearly shaken from witnessing the 'show'.

"And Lemo? Where did he go?" Broly asked.

"Lemo immediately left. He said something about bad memories of his past as a soldier for the
PTO and didn't want to be anywhere near Turles being punished. And I… Well, I sorta felt like I
had to stay, you know? Since I caused this…" Cheelai hugged herself.

Goku nodded.

The Earth raised Saiyan sighed heavily, "somehow, no matter how much I learn, whenever I think
I've become more Saiyan, I'm always smacked in the face with how much I'm actually not."

Broly slung his arm around him, "I like that about you." He said, and that was enough for the Earth
raised Saiyan.

Goku grabbed Cheelai's wrist and pulled her into a three-way hug. All three of them settled down
for a long night of looking out for the pirate.

Dinner remained forgotten.

Chapter End Notes

Again, this punishment is on me. My co-author is innocent ^^;

 A Punishing Day
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

Chapter contains more punishment for Turles [even though the little slut enjoys most
of it]. It's very brief and towards the end if you want to skip it. It starts at Meanwhile,
on the other side of the cave. til the end.

Seriously, if you're easily triggered, PLEASE skip these parts :/ I don't want you to be
uncomfortable, but I also want to write this story without restrictions.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

It had been a long night for everyone; Turles being the 'star' of the show, Goku and Cheelai who
sat in silence outside, clinging to each other with every sound from Turles that drifted out to them,
Broly who hugged them both and the rest of the pack who took turns 'disciplining' Turles.

The three outside looked warily at each other with red-rimmed eyes from lack of sleep, and in
Cheelai's case a stray tear or two. Even the rumbles from their stomachs seemed subdued.

"Come on, let's get some breakfast ready. Nothing we can do right now, and maybe we can slip
Turles some while the rest eat." Goku said in a resigned voice.

Cheelai and himself hadn’t been able to sleep at all that night. Broly being the supporting mate he
was, had stayed up by Goku’s side the entire night and well into the morning.

Broly and Cheelai nodded and they all got up from the large rock they'd been sitting on and headed
towards the food and dining area where the water tank and all the supply crates were.

"Cheelai, maybe you should check on Lemo?" Goku said softly.

She stopped in her tracks for a second, before nodding and then walked with her eyes glued to the
ground, over to hers and Lemo's new capsule house.

Goku caught Broly's gaze, "she feels bad enough already, no need for her t' see him after a whole
night with the pack."
Broly nodded and resumed walking towards the food storage.

Goku opened a crate and got some of the provisions Lemo and Cheelai had acquired when they left
during Broly's rut. There were some packets that were written in universal speak, and some Goku
had no idea what the language was. Well, anything was better than bugs so Goku grabbed them
anyway.

The two set about preparing breakfast, trying to ignore the cries coming from the back of the cave.

Goku felt horrible, he was the second strongest, he could put an end to this, but something stopped
him. Had he really changed so much? The Goku a few months back wouldn't have thought twice
about putting an end to this… Disciplining, even if it was Turles or any other enemy. A few
months ago he'd never have used deception to get answers like he'd done with Turles earlier.

Goku's tail lashed, imitating the chaos of Goku's thoughts.

When he and Vegeta had been the only full blooded Saiyans, it'd been easy to take the high road,
but now that so many of his circle, friends and his (future) mate were full blood Saiyans, he found
himself giving into what Saiyan culture demanded.

Lemo came out a few minutes later and joined the pair in preparing the meal.

Goku looked over at him, he looked about as fresh as any of them did, that is to say, not at all.
"How are ya holdin' up?"

Lemo sighed and said, "not good, but I'll manage. Just hope this is over soon."

Goku nodded, "me too." He lit a fire under a pot with a small ki-blast. "How's Cheelai? She's still
in the house?"

Lemo nodded, "yeah, I doubt she'll come out anytime soon. She decided to coop herself in her
room until breakfast is ready. Maybe she won't even come out to that."

"Ya can grab some of this and eat in the house." Goku replied.

Lemo nodded again.

"By the way, do ya know how t' cook these?" Goku held up some of the packages with unknown
writing.

"Oh, those don't need cooking. You just add water and they're ready to be eaten. They're very
convenient-" Lemo stopped at a particularly loud cry coming from Turles, "-for soldiers that don't
have any means to make a fire." Lemo took the package from Goku and opened it. He placed the
contents in a container and added a cup of water to it. The cube started growing until it filled the
container. "Simple as that."

"Ok, seems easy enough." Goku prepared another provision like the first one. "Here, ya can take
these inside the house."

Lemo nodded and hurried back with the two meals, taking care not to spill, and closed the door
behind him.

Goku stood lost in thought next to Broly. The silence was almost louder than the occasional cry
from the back.

Finally, Goku could take it no longer, "am I doing the right thing here?" He asked Broly.

Broly lifted his eyebrows, almost making them touch his hairline. Goku and himself had never
really had deep conversations. Between Goku's jolly nature and Broly's silent demeanor it'd just
never happened. Not to mention they preferred more physical 'methods' of working out their
problems.

"I mean, I could stop this, I could, but then Turles would never be accepted back into the pack, and
I know he wants t' stay with Raditz. It's just… I can feel that Vegeta's enjoyin' this more than he
should. A few months ago I'd have stepped in, no questions asked, but now…" Goku sighed, "in
these last few months I've changed so much, and some things took time t' accept, but I could always
tell myself that no one was gettin' hurt from what new thing I was doin'. But now that ain't the
case, and I'm actually scared of how much I've changed, and how much more I'll change in the
future.

"And I can't help but remember the old Vegeta. If he'd just been angry durin' our first fight, he'd
just have killed me straight away. But he dragged it out, and I know it was because of Raditz. And
I understand that all too well, if someone had killed ya… I dun know what I'd do t' them, if I'm
honest. It's just… I'd hoped t' never see that side again. I'm scared of him slippin'… And that I'd
slide down with him."
Goku was rambling at this point, he knew it, but was unable to stop himself.

The wild Saiyan stood still for a minute, thinking. "If I had my culture, and the rules that come with
it, I would expect others to respect them, even if they don't understand or agree with them. The
same applies to me, I would respect their rules."

Goku looked up at his mate, "even if ya had the power t' change it? And it felt wrong?"

"People change. Look at how much I've changed. The Kakarot that thinks this way, might think
differently tomorrow. Are you willing to go against the pack and their way of doing things just
because now you think they are wrong?"

"No, I dun wanna shove my idea of right and wrong down on them, it's just… This dun feel like
justice, just vengeance."

"Maybe they are getting back at him for what he's done to them." Broly grabbed another packaged
cube and set out to do the same he had seen Lemo and Goku do.

"But what has he done besides the Frieza thing? Baba ain't never given me a reason for this hate
besides him bein' a clone, and with Vegeta it all seems t' come from Turles havin' feelings for
Raditz. I can't help but feel like this is just them takin' the chance t' kick him while he's down."

"Then you need to talk to them."

"I could, but would they admit it? The only reason I'm so sure with Vegeta is the bond. Not t'
mention it was ME who decided t' get the pack involved in this."

Goku sighed, "and t' top it off, I'm standin' here wallowin' in self doubt and guilt, like I'm the one
who has it worse." He looked over the direction of the pack.

Broly looked at his mate with eyes that saw too much for Goku's taste, "what is this really about,
Kakarot?"

Goku covered his eyes with a hand and gave a shaky exhale. "I think somehow I'd come t' think
that the relaxed sexual attitude was the only real difference between me and them, that somehow
my circle was less 'bad' than the rest of our race right from the start, or had changed in the time
after the planet's destruction. But now I see that the side of Saiyans that made me fear embracin'
my heritage is still there and I dun know how t' handle this." Goku shoulders slumped down.
"There ain't been no change in them, I just never saw this side until now. What an idiot I've been."
Goku swallowed heavily.

The distraught Saiyan suddenly felt a pair of strong arms around him.

"You're not an idiot, you just always try and see the best in people, and so it hurts when people you
care about suddenly make themselves out to NOT be what you expected. It's not wrong to see the
best in people, but you can't just think that's all there is to them. Just look at me and my 'other
side'." Broly said into Goku's hair, holding him tight.

Goku nodded into Broly's chest, as if trying to hide his face from the world and the reality of his
own heritage.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cave.

The ruthless warriors were taking turns releasing their pent up aggression on the one restrained
Saiyan. Turles had really felt Bardock's punishment. The scarred Saiyan had made a short whip of
sorts with ki and had left no spot unmarred on the pirate's back.

Toma had been tamer. He had fucked Turles in the ass without any prep or lube, and the cock ring
Turles still had on him hadn't allowed him to even enjoy it.

Raditz. Now that had hurt. Raditz had grabbed Turles by his hair until their faces were level and
the disappointment in Raditz's eyes had been felt by the dark skinned Saiyan.

"And ya wonder why I never took ya as a mate." Raditz had said.

Turles had closed his eyes, willing any wetness away from them. This had hurt him by far the
most.

Now it was the Prince's turn. He called on the tradition of cKabaia. Aside from having their tails
cut off, this was the most humiliating punishment ever. The punisher would sit down and have the
offender lie across his lap, tail lifted. The punisher then would slap the offender’s rear repeatedly
until the lesson was driven through. There was nothing sexual about it. It was pure humiliation.
 Of course, Turles being Turles, would've gotten off with this action, but again, the cock ring didn't
allow him any release.

"You fucked up big this time, pirate." Vegeta's hand came down on Turles' ass and the pirate
shouted. Vegeta wasn't holding back at all. He aimed to leave Turles' rear so sore, he wouldn't be
able to even sit up straight, pain kink or no.

"All those years betraying your race over and over finally caught up with you. Now you pay
dearly." He slapped Turles' ass again. The pirate choked on a sob.

"I smell food." Raditz perked up and his tail lifted in an elegant curve.

"We shall eat then." Vegeta rudely pushed Turles off his lap, and the traitor fell to the floor, his
slashed back hit the rocky ground and the device Vegeta had placed inside him rattled with the fall.
Turles let out a cry at the pain he felt all over and inside his body.

The Prince stood up and walked towards the dining area, the others followed, leaving Turles to
recover before the next round of punishment.

Chapter End Notes

cKabaia is a headcanon based on DarkPoe's 'Kabaya', found in the fanfic 'Fair

Punishment'.

https://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/c/dragon-ball-z-gt-fan-fiction/fair-
punishment/87006/289196
Or
http://anime2.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=544176242#

I've asked for permission to use this idea but never received a reply. The story is a
good read! I recommend it.
 Moon Festivities
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

Mentioned cub death. Frieza was a real bastard. But we all know this.

The Saiyans gathered around the table to eat. Goku was quick to finish his food, not saying a word
to the others during the entire meal. He gave thanks for the food and left the table.

Goku took this opportunity to sneak over and give Turles some water and feed him some food.
Neither of them saying a word while he did so. Turles didn't even have the energy to fight him, he
just ruefully accepted the meal.

The silence was broken when Goku whispered, "do ya want t' leave?"

Turles knew what he meant; get a ride out and never see him or the pack again.

A hoarse 'no', sealed Turles' future.

With a long lasting glace, Goku disappeared from Turles' sight and the pirate was alone, once
more.

Like always.

Later that evening, Vegeta called the pack to a small meeting at the dining table, all except the
pirate. Glasses of leftover absinthe were served, as per the Prince's orders, and soon all the Saiyans
were seated on the floor around the table.

"I have an announcement. The full moon will finally come, and with that, I shall seal the union
between myself and Raditz."

The pack applauded, giving congratulatory pats on Raditz's back, and Goku tried his best to seem
happy. And he was happy for his brother and Vegeta, really. He just couldn't help but find the
timing rather… Convenient, if one wanted to hurt a certain pirate.
"It has been long enough." Vegeta looked fondly at his future mate.

Raditz blushed and scratched the back of his head. "Y-yeah. Took me a while."

Chuckles were heard around the table. 'Bit of an understatement' was muttered somewhere.

"Yes, but the wait is over now. With the next full moon we shall finally be mated, but before that, I
thought we might bring back the old pre-moon rituals." Vegeta said.

Excited whispers started while Goku and Broly both sat confused.

Bardock noticed this as he sat next to Goku and leaned in to whisper, "I'll explain later."

Goku nodded and turned his attention back on Vegeta.

"So everyone, pair up as you wish." Here, Bardock winked at Toma. Vegeta continued, "and here's
to a fulfilling moon to come." Everyone lifted their glasses and toasted.

The pack ate and drank afterwards as usual only more boisterous. Goku stared at Turles' empty seat
and sighed. It seemed everyone was ignoring the elephant in the room.

He reached out with his ki, Turles' ki was still steady, but how he was mentally was another matter.

After the meal, everyone returned to where Turles was left to continue the onslaught of
punishment, aside from Broly and Goku, who once again sat it out near the entrance of the cave.

"How long are they going to be doing this?" Broly asked. Sure, he felt that Turles deserved
punishment, but this seemed extensive.

"I dun know. When I found out, I had t' calm myself in a place where time moves slower, for two
weeks. The others haven't had a chance for that, they're still angry." Goku replied. Broly looked
very confused. "I'll explain about the place later." Goku added.
Footsteps were heard coming their way, and the Saiyans looked back to see Bardock stretching his
arms and cracking his neck, making his way towards them.

"Damn, that guy is a tough nut to crack."

"What do ya mean? Hasn't he had enough punishment?!"

Bardock's tail whipped behind him at his cub's disrespectful tone. "Listen, Kakarot, ya don't know
how things are settled among pack members. Turles is the one doing this to himself. As soon as he
apologizes and asks for our forgiveness, he'll be freed. But he is being a stubborn piece of work
and we can't seem to find his breaking point."

"But what was he supposed t' do? One wrong move and he'd be blown up. And why do ya need t'
force an apology out of him?"

"Cuz that's how things work when yer part of a pack. I don't expect ya to understand." Bardock sat
down next to Goku and Broly.

"Baba… Tell me honestly. Why do ya hate him?"

Bardock laughed mirthlessly. "cub, ya have NO idea the things Turles has done. Ya'd be hating
him too, trust me."

"I dun really hate many people. It's just not me. And yer avoiding the question."

Bardock sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He'd have to tell Kakarot what Turles did.

"Turles got my first born killed. He was the one who reported to Frieza about the newborns' power
levels. He coulda kept quiet about my cub's power level, but he didn't."

"Raditz told me I had another brother and what happened, I just didn't know Turles was why..."
"...yes. Cumber was Toma's and my first cub. Toma does not know Turles was basically
responsible for our cub's death. He would certainly side with me against him. Raditz doesn't know
either. Not many knew Turles was one of the few despicable Saiyans in charge of thinning out our
numbers. I just happened to be in the right place at the right time and found out."

Broly chose that moment to voice his opinion, "depending on how strong he was, it could've been
the King instead of Frieza just as easily." The Goddess knew his source had ranted about that
enough times.

Bardock huffed, "true, the King had his hang ups about being the strongest, but he would've never
harmed one of my cubs. Still, it's a shame he fucked ya over like he did, Broly. Even though it did
save yer life in the end."

Bardock looked at his youngest brat, "so, do ya hate him now, cub?"

"Is… That why ya told me?" Goku asked him.

"No, Kakarot, I just want ya to understand."

"I can understand why yer mad, I would be too… But I can't help but feel like ya guys have been
hurtin' each other deliberately for ages, tryna get back at each other."

Bardock was silent.

Goku sighed. "Either way, I still dun see why Vegeta feels the need t' rub it in his face. I mean, the
Raditz-thing, it ain't like Turles could stop Raditz from matin' with Vegeta, but for someone who's
always goin' on about bein' Saiyan, he's very reluctant t' apply the whole 'free sex and several
mates' -freedom t' his own mates, or even lovers. And dun give me that 'he's the Prince' stuff. That's
just double standards."

Bardock scoffed, "well as the Prince he is technically allowed to decree it, but I'll give ya that he
does seem rather greedy on that point. It's not like ya mate nilli willy."

Goku sat in silence for a long while.

"I'm still not gonna hate him, or be cruel t' him." He then said in a low voice.
Bardock, chewing on his stick, replied, "it's yer choice, cub, but can I ask why?"

"I've seen what hatred does t' ya, and I dun want that for myself. And also… No matter what he's
done, in the end, whatever I'd do t' him, deserve or not, it would say far more about myself than
about him."

The silence was thick enough to cut as all three of them sat there.

Bardock reached out and pulled Goku closer to himself, Goku let him.

"That's a strange way to put it." Bardock frowned. "Anyways, what I wanted to tell ya about was
that pre-moon celebration Vegeta mentioned."

Goku nodded silently and Broly leaned closer to them.

"The full moon had many rituals connected, but there were a few leading up to it as well. The most
anticipated was the pre-mating one. Basically, ya choose a partner and then ya spend the first few
nights before the full moon together. Think of it as a test-run for couples who consider becoming
mates. However, it is not exclusive to non-mated couples. Mated couples get together too, some
even decided to abstain from sex for those days, building up the tension only to release it fully
when the moon is full."

Goku and Broly looked very interested.

"The procedure is basically that you and yer mate or partner go outside and find a secluded place
where ya either fuck, or lie there and let the moonlight hit yer body, thereby poking the feral side of
ya slightly awake. Personally, I'd recommend not doing that for you two, mated or not, no offense
Broly but…"

Broly nodded in understanding. Goku reached over and grabbed his hand and both smiled at each
other. Bardock rolled his eyes, had he and Toma ever been that young?

"Ya usually set up a little camp with a fire and all, and then spend a few nights indulging yerself
and yer partner." Bardock finished off his explanation.
Goku looked at Broly, seeing the same anticipation in his eyes as he felt.

"So no preparation?" Broly asked.

"Well," Bardock replied, "on Vegetasei there'd be scheduled fights first where the winners could
get first pick of those who'd signed up as looking for a partner, only for the pre-moon part though,
not actual mating. That was up to the individual Saiyan. But there's not much need for that here."
Bardock said in a 'we-all-know-why-that-is' tone, looking squarely at Broly and his cub.

"Anyway, I think that's enough sentimentality for one day for me." Bardock got up and headed
outside for some air.

Goku turned and asked Broly, "do ya want t', ya know, do the pre-moon thing with me?"

Broly nodded eagerly, holding Goku's hands.

"Okay, well then, do ya know a spot where we can be alone?"

Broly had a spot in mind. He used to go there to be alone with his thoughts and he nodded, already
anticipating showing Goku his special little hiding hole.

"Great, I'll get some firewood for us from Earth, and some blankets." Both smiled and wagged
their tails, Goku leaned forward and kissed Broly.

"But first, there's somethin' I must do." He looked over at the area where Turles was.

The mood grew solemn and Broly nodded before he rose and headed outside too.

Goku took a deep breath and headed over to Turles, who sat alone since everyone was either
drinking, sleeping it off, or outside for some air.

Turles was a sad sight, as he sat there, unmoving and slumped forward.

Goku kneeled down and hugged the pirate. "I'm sorry." The young Saiyan whispered, as he offered
the only comfort he had, while ignoring the emerging wet patch he felt on his shoulder.
 Togetherness
Chapter Notes

Waxing gibbous moon.

Waxing means that it is getting bigger. Gibbous refers to the shape, which is less than
the full circle of a Full Moon, but larger than the semicircle shape of the Moon at
Third Quarter.

So a waxing gibbous is almost a full moon ^^

Broly and Goku had flown about half around the planet until Broly told his mate they had arrived.

It was a large cave-opening nestled high up on a mountain and it had a cliffside sticking out in front
of it like a balcony. It was perfect for a camp out.

They landed on the cliffside and started making a small camp. Goku had I.T.'d back to Earth for
some extremely snuggly blankets and a few sleeping mats and various camping supplies.

He started preparing a small campfire while Broly headed deeper inside the cave and spread out
the blankets and mats in the spot he used to sleep in when younger, along with some of their
supplies, t aking one mat and a blanket outside with him for sitting next to the fire once it was lit.

Having spent nearly all his childhood roughing it in the wild, Goku soon had a small camp set up
with the stuff Broly brought out.

Later he'd introduced Broly to the wonderful concept of s'mores. Camp set up and supplies tucked
away safely, Goku lit the fire as the sun started dipping down into the horizon line, leaving the
whole landscape golden. The view really was amazing from this place. He told Broly this much
and got a blinding smile in return, making a ball of heat grow in his chest from sheer affection.

Both huddled together under a large blanket as the fire had grown to full size and the waxing
gibbous moon started becoming clearer in the sky.

Goku could feel his heart beat faster and he felt a bit warmer under the collar, as he and Broly
snuggled closely together, the crackles from the fire and the distant scuttles of the bugs being the
only noises so far out.

"I'm glad you came with me." Broly said into Goku's hair, pressing a kiss on his forehead. "After
everything, I wasn't sure if I'd ever…" He trailed off but Goku understood, the time after the
tournament had been rough for both of them.

"Hey, it's okay now. I'm here and I always will be. Whatever comes." Goku said and pressed a kiss
to Broly's lips.

Broly sighed. "You forgave me so easily." He said.

"There was nothing to forgive." Goku said with finality.

"I don't agree with you there." Broly replied in a sad voice.

Goku pulled his head away from the nook of Broly's neck and looked up at him. "Listen, ya lost
control. It's happened to everyone."

Unable to keep his worries wrapped up anymore, Broly blurted out, "but I hurt YOU! You of all
people! How could you forgive me, and so easily?"

Goku stared at him for a solid minute before he exhaled deeply. "Broly, I'm only gonna tell ya this
because I love ya and so ya might stop blaming yerself." And there under the full moon to come,
Goku told Broly about his grandfather and what had happened to him.

"-And so ya see, Broly, if ya think yer a monster, then I am too. Even worse since I actually killed
someone."

Broly sat with wide eyes, having grown wider as the story progressed and he realized where it was
heading. He grabbed Goku and pulled him into a tight hug. "It wasn't your fault, you didn't know."

"But I shoulda stopped myself." Goku said.

Broly shook his head, " NO, you had no training, no practice, you couldn't have-"

Goku interrupted, "then why are you to blame, if I'm not?!"

Goku laid a hand on Broly's cheek, "if yer to blame, then so am I. Dun take guilt that ain't yers t'
take, Broly. Okay?" Goku asked with wet eyes.
Broly laid a hand on the one covering his cheek and wondered how he'd gotten so lucky. "Kakarot,
can I kiss you?"

With a smile Goku simply nodded, Broly leaned down and did just that, he then pressed Goku
gently down onto the mat and made love to him under the moon, like countless Saiyans had done
before them.

Afterwards they lay under the stars and looked into the flames, Goku cuddled up on top of Broly,
soft kisses being exchanged very often.

"I want to show you something." Broly spoke.

Goku smiled and nodded. He followed as Broly got up and walked into the cave.

The deeper they got, the more Goku wondered what could be so deep inside a cave that Broly
thought it'd be nice to show him instead of getting more intimate by the fire.

They reached a huge dark chamber where Broly stopped and motioned for Goku to be quiet.

Broly then slowly walked towards the middle of the cave and Goku imitated his mate's slow
moves. When they reached the middle, Broly turned around and grabbed his mate's hands. The
wild Saiyan then smiled and tapped his foot down on the rocky floor. Immediately, lights started
appearing along the cave walls and ceiling, forming patterns of all colors.

"Oh, wow!" Goku stared in awe as he gazed at the beautiful colors. "What is this?"

Broly shrugged, "they are small animals that glow in the dark. Sound makes them light up."

"It's beautiful! It's like looking at the stars!" Goku smiled like a child, his smile lighting up the
cave even more than the luminescent animals.

"Don't eat them though. They taste terrible." Broly made a face, remembering that one time, as a
child, Broly had curiously put one in his mouth.
"Noted." Goku chuckled as he lay down into the makeshift nest Broly had made earlier, pulling his
mate with him.

It was a good thing Saiyans had such keen night vision, otherwise they'd have tripped the whole
way into the cave.

Both snuggled together for warmth, still high on affection and love from earlier, but Goku had a
surprise for Broly.

"Broly," he whispered into his mate's ear. "There's somethin' I wanna try."

Broly's demeanor perked up and he scooted even closer to his lover. "Yeah? What's that?"

He could feel the heat from Goku's cheeks against his chest.

"Well, the first time we tried it, it really didn't go well, but now that yer calmer, I wanted t' try it
again, do ya remember during the tail induced-rut how sometimes ya'd not use my breeder but
instead…" Goku didn't finish but Broly knew what he was talking about.

Eager but cautious he asked, "are you sure?"

Goku nodded and then rolled over and rummaged through the supplies next to the nest. "Yup." He
said as he held up a bottle of lube, "I got this just in case, too."

Broly's eyes gleamed in the dim light. Well, he'd sworn to keep Kakarot as happy as he could, and
this was no hardship as far as he was concerned.

"Okay." He said as he grabbed the lube and sat up in the nest.

Meanwhile, Goku got up on all fours and waited for Broly to move behind him. "Do ya know how
to prep?" Goku asked.

"I saw Raditz do it once, but tell me if I hurt you."

Goku hummed in agreement and relaxed himself.

Covering two fingers with lube, Broly carefully slid one finger into Goku's ass, prompting a small
gasp, making him stop.

"I'm good, I'm good," Goku said. "It was just cold. Go on. I'll say 'stop' if needed."

Broly carried on, his own hard on throbbed with the idea of being buried there once again.

Soon, Goku was stretched enough for another finger, he gave a loud moan when one of them hit
the underside of his tail spot.

"Ahh, yes! Rub there!" Goku moaned.

Broly complied, and kept one finger rubbing that spot while the other kept stretching him.

Goku, shivering and moaning, kneeled forward to give Broly easier access. He moaned loudly
when Broly added another finger and stretched him even further.

Finally, Goku could take it no more, "enough! Need ya now!" He looked back at Broly, his pupils
blown wide in the darkness and from the pleasure.

Broly coated himself with the lube and tossed the bottle somewhere in the nest. He placed his tip at
Goku's entrance and started entering him gently.

Goku's jaw dropped open when he felt himself stretch around the head, "ohh, fuck!" Slipped out of
him. It didn't hurt, per say, but it felt so raw compared to when they used his breeder.

Broly kept sliding inside, slowly but steadily until he was fully buried. Goku gulped for air as he
let his body get used to the girth inside him. It'd been a while since last he'd done anal.

Broly was panting too from holding himself back and the silken snugness of Goku's ass. His mate
had always been tight but this place was even tighter. He'd been too hormone crazed to truly notice
it the last time, but now…

When Goku felt his body had gotten used to Broly, he rocked backwards as a 'go-signal'. Broly
started a slow pace, savoring the experience and the sounds his mate made.
"Ahh, ya feel so good, Broly!" Goku gasped, as he pushed himself harder backwards, asking for
more. "Go faster, I can take it."

Broly trusted that Goku would speak up if something hurt, and started a fast pace, making both of
them moan loudly.

Goku was relishing it, he'd liked anal the few times he'd tried, Broly's tail-induced lust aside, and
had been waiting to try this with his mate.

Suddenly Goku felt something strange. It came from his breeder? But Broly's hands were on his
hips, what- "OHHH!" Suddenly it felt like someone had thrust themselves inside Goku's breeder
and the dual sensations made Goku's mind go blank for two seconds. Broly's tail? No, it felt wrong
for that, but what- The bond! Goku's eyes went wide with realization. Of course Vegeta and Raditz
would be fucking too! And with the bond… Goku gasped again at Broly's next thrust. "OHH,
FUCK!" He yelled.

Broly stopped, afraid he'd hurt him. Goku was having none of that however "DUN YA DARE
STOP! It's the bond- Vegeta… He's, Raditz, in his breeder, the bond!" Goku was rambling, the
feeling of having two cocks inside him overwhelmed him and he moaned happily when Broly
complied.

Broly couldn't believe what he was seeing. Goku was panting and screaming like crazy. Not since
the night they'd mated had he seen him this desperate. Well, he wasn't going to let Raditz do all the
work. He started fucking even harder and Goku's screams echoed through the cave.

Broly slammed himself inside and Goku was drooling and moaning, it only took a few thrusts
before Goku tossed his head back and screamed hoarsely as he spilled himself onto the nest.
Coming from both his breeder and his tail gland inside. The sensation was so strong he felt it travel
across his entire tail.

The sudden tightness dragged Broly with him as he too came hard, curled over Goku's twitching
form, both of them lost to the world.

Both collapsed sideways and lay there like rag-dolls, gulping for air.

Broly recovery first, and checked up on Goku, just in case he'd harmed him. Goku lay, brain still
like mush, for a few minutes before he came back. Goddess, he'd never tried coming like that
outside of his mini-heat or during his first time on Gods' blood, and that said something.

He was pretty sure he'd felt Vegeta come too, adding to the whole wave of pleasure.

He saw Broly's worried face looking down on him, and patted his cheek as if to say 'I'm okay'.
Suddenly Goku moaned again. It seemed Vegeta wasn't done yet.

Well, two could play at that game.

He reached up, grabbed Broly's hair, and whispered, "more!".

Ever the faithful mate, Broly did as asked.

 The Heart of a Pirate
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

Mentioned cub death. Because, once again, Frieza is the bad guy. Like- VERY bad.

Also, Turles gets fed via baby bottle. That can be kinda ehh for some. BUT GOOD
NEWS! That's the last of Turles' punishment and it's all downhill from here ^^

Goku and Broly returned the next morning to shouting inside the cave. Goku gasped and rushed to
the back where he could hear commotion.

What he saw shocked him to the core.

Toma was shouting and punching Turles. Bardock was trying to calm his mate down, Raditz was
leaned on a wall hugging himself, Cheelai and Lemo couldn't do much more than shout at Toma to
stop, and Vegeta had a surprised expression on his face.

"YOU BASTARD. HOW COULD YOU?!" Toma wailed as he hit the pirate.

"TOMA!" Goku screamed and powered up. It didn't take much force to remove Toma from Turles
and keep him at bay.

Broly, helped Turles up, also shocked at Toma's display. The tanned Saiyan was usually such a
calm and peaceful one.

"What happened?!" Goku yelled at nobody in particular.

Bardock rubbed his face, "Turles thought it'd be cute to tell Toma that Turles was the one who
'technically' got our first born killed."

A choked sound coming from the dark skinned Saiyan made the others paused. That sound slowly
turned into garbled laughter.
Toma tried to get to him again but Goku had a tight hold on him.

"Frieza has made me do unspeakable things. And I gladly followed his command." Turles lied.

Cheelai gasped and covered her mouth.

Toma tried firing a ki ball at the pirate, but Goku stopped him before it could be hurled at Turles.

"He has talked far too much." Vegeta walked towards the pirate.

"What are you going to do, Your Majesty?" Turles asked in a derisive tone, "going to punish me
more?"

Vegeta knelt down in front of the pirate and placed a ki muzzle around his mouth to shut Turles up.
"That ought to keep you from provoking the others."

Goku turned to Toma, "can I let go of ya now?"

Toma closed his eyes and gave a court nod and was let go.

Raditz pushed off from the wall and walked briskly to Toma to give him a hug. That's when the
dam broke and Toma started quietly sobbing.

Turles had told them that Frieza asked him for a list of all the Saiyan cubs in the nursing pods and
the details about each one of them. That had been a simple task for the crafty pirate, and Turles had
hacked into the system and gotten a long list of the babies of that particular district.

What Turles hadn't told them was how devastated he had felt when he saw Frieza exterminating
the cubs that had a power level of under forty two. He was tricked into believing the low power
cubs were to be trained to become stronger. Turles had never in his dreams wanted to bring harm
upon a Saiyan baby. That had been the reason for his betrayal towards Frieza. He wanted to
become stronger than the tyrant to end him himself.
But Turles enjoyed messing with others, and enjoyed the reactions he would cause. He also knew
exactly which buttons to press to bring out the worst in others.

Goku had a nagging feeling Turles hadn't told them the whole story, and there was one way to
know once and for all what was going on in the pirate's warped mind. Goku would normally not
invade another person's privacy like this, but the situation called for a bend in the rules.

The young Saiyan walked to the pirate and sat next to him. Softly, he placed his hands on Turles'
head and opened his mind to him. Memories, feelings, everything started flowing into Goku's
mind. On one particular emotion, he could feel Turles' lost soul in the middle of darkness, all
alone. A few memories showed him how Turles had been forced to do inconceivable things against
his better judgement. He could feel how Turles hated himself and what he was and what he had
done. Turles always looked for ways to punish himself. He strived to hurt himself for being a mere
shadow of a Saiyan, a clone. And under all this, his desire to be accepted, to be loved, to belong…
A memory of Turles secretly playing and sparring with a young Raditz appeared. Another memory
of the young Saiyan looking up to the pirate and enjoying his company flowed into Goku's mind.
A memory of how a young Raditz would listen avidly to all the stories and adventures Turles told
him. The young Saiyan would even try to imitate the pirate, making Turles feel accepted for the
first time in his life. That same young Saiyan who blossomed into the warrior that stole Turles'
heart-

"MMMMMPH!" Turles violently wrenched himself from Goku's hands, severing the link, and fell
back on the floor. A look of hatred was etched on the dark skinned Saiyan's face.

Goku was struck. Turles not only cared for Raditz. He was absolutely madly in love with him.
Goku felt bad for intruding on such private memories, but now he understood the renegade better.

"Care to tell us what that was about?" Bardock quirked an eyebrow.

Goku stood up and ran a hand through his hair. "I read his mind, kinda. I felt his emotions and how
he feels about himself. I also saw a few memories about-"

Goku stopped himself when he saw Turles' pleading eyes.

"-About things he's done. Things against his will." Goku lowered his eyes. "He was tricked into
giving Frieza the lists and details for all the cubs so Frieza could get rid of weak Saiyans. Turles
didn't even know that bastard was gonna kill them. He felt awful after that and decided to rebel
against him. I saw and felt a lotta other things too… Turles ain't our enemy."
Cheelai gave a sigh of relief, "I knew he couldn't be all bad."

"We now know who the real enemy is..." Lemo added, "Frieza."

"Ya know all that from just touching his head? How'd ya do that?" Raditz asked his brother.

The young Saiyan shrugged, "the same way Vegeta learned to sense ki. I picked up that ability
along the way."

Everyone looked at Vegeta, "it is true. Kakarot is just full of surprises." The Prince scoffed.
"Which reminds me…" Vegeta walked to the bag he had brought from his last visit and pulled out
a capsule. He clicked it and threw it on the floor away from the others. "I brought an alarm system
for the bugs. You shall install it, Kakarot, since you are the only one with some experience on the
matter."

"I've never installed an alarm system before!" Goku said in disbelief.

"The woman included instructions. You understand them better." Vegeta handed the small manual
to Goku and left for the exit.

"Where are ya goin'?" Goku asked.

Vegeta just waved his hand and took off once he exited the cave.

The Earth raised Saiyan sighed and eyed the booklet. "Imma need help with this…"

"We'll help," Bardock offered, "we can all use a breather."

" All of us?" Goku scowled at the pack.

"Most of us." Bardock corrected himself.

"You guys go outside. I'll just be a minute." Goku would be damned if he left Turles in such a
shape after the beating he received from Toma.

A few minutes later, after fetching a bowl of water, Goku had gotten rid of most of the dirt and
grime that covered Turles' body. Turles had been adamant in letting Goku tend to him, wriggling
and ducking from Goku's touch, but the young Saiyan had patiently worked around the pirate's
refusal and, eventually, Turles had given up.

Goku had to bite back the desire to remove the device from Turles' breeder, but he figured Vegeta
would likely get mad at him and an irate Prince was better to avoid. He did remove the spreader
bar and watched with some sort of relief as Turles sighed and stretched out his legs, still bound at
the ankles. The position he'd been forced into had been extremely uncomfortable for Turles, and he
had seemed grateful for that small gesture of goodwill.

After installing the alarm system, it was quite simple once you got the hang of it, the group spent
the rest of the day outside sparring. Goku didn't hold back any punches. He was too upset with his
family to bother being careful. Cheelai and Lemo had stayed behind.

Vegeta still hadn't returned when the pack decided to call it a day and go back to the cave. It was
dinner time and feeding time for Turles.

Once there, Raditz picked up the baby bottle Vegeta told them to use, and couldn't quite make
heads or tails out of it until Goku showed him how to use it.

"Alright. Who goes first?" Bardock looked at the others.

His question was met by side glances, and shuffling of feet.

Nobody wanted to seem like they wanted to help Turles with Vegeta on the warpath, even if their
view of the pirate and the things he'd done had changed somewhat since Goku had told them what
he'd seen when he had read Turles' mind.
"I'll go first." Broly volunteered.

A sigh of relief rang through the other pack members.

"Why do we even need to feed him milk? Why not just regular food?" Goku asked irritatedly.

Bardock replied, "there is no better food to sustain a Saiyan, if they could only eat one thing. It has
fluid, nutrients, and energy. And a latcher like Broly can produce the richest milk when it comes to
energy."

Goku could read between the lines, "and he ain't allowed anythin' else, right?" He said in a flat
tone.

Bardock nodded, "yup. Not until he apologizes. It's part of the breaking process."

Goku wisely decided not to mention him having snuck in to feed him solids the other night.

"Well then, Broly go ahead." Goku told his mate.

Broly, still new at this milking and feeding thing, took the offered bottle and stared
uncomprehendingly at it. "I don't know how to…"

Goku grabbed the baby bottle from him. "Here let me help ya." He said and pulled Broly over to
the table, he opened the bottle and helped Broly milk himself into it, screwing the top back on
afterwards.

"Will I feed him?" The larger Saiyan asked.

Goku paused and raised an eyebrow at his mate, a questioning look on his face, "do ya want t' feed
him?"
Broly nodded rapidly.

Goku wondered about his motives but shrugged in the end. "Fine by me."

They got back to where the others were and Broly took the bottle before kneeling by the pirate. He
easily undid the ki muzzle Vegeta placed on him and put the bottle to his lips.

Turles growled. "I will not be treated like a cub!"

"Eat, Turles." Bardock commanded him.

"It is this or the bowl." Vegeta's voice interrupted as he came striding back.

"And where have you been all day?" Raditz crossed his arms.

Vegeta simply smirked at him. "I have other things to do besides mingling with you rowdy
commoners." Making the whole pack internally roll their eyes.

"How is Bulma by the way?" Goku inquired.

"Who said I went to visit her?" Vegeta replied smugly.

"Where else would ya go?" Goku asked confused.

Vegeta walked by his younger future mate and traced a line with his tail under his nose. "That is for
me to know, and no one else."

Actually rolling his eyes now, Goku just groaned and left it at that, distracted by the scent.

"Now. Shall you drink from the bottle or the bowl?" The Prince towered over the pirate. "Hurry up
with your decision. It would be a waste to let it go cold." He said in an austere voice.
Turles shivered and when Broly offered him the bottle again, Turles resignedly opened his mouth.
He was rather hungry. And he knew Broly could simply force his mouth open. The thought made
him shiver, to be at the mercy of such a powerful being. It would’ve been much better had he
latched directly onto the Saiyan’s chest, but he knew this was part of his punishment, no indulgent
physical contact was allowed during. Joke's on them, thought the pirate, I enjoy harsh treatment.
His tail subconsciously lifted and stood at attention.

Broly could smell Turles' arousal and he started purring. In one movement, he swept the dark
skinned Saiyan off the floor and made him sit on his lap. The bottle dislodged from Turles' mouth
and milk dribbled down his chin. Broly licked it up without thinking, making Turles release a purr
of his own.

Most of the pack wanted to protest, this was supposed to be a chastisement for Turles, but none
was stupid enough to actually object.

Goku had seen that look on Broly's face many times before, it looked like he'd be getting milked
by his mate again tonight, and hopefully more now that Broly's fetish had been awoken once again.
There was still more time to indulge before the moon, after all.

Goku did wonder absentmindedly how this would work out during feeding time, if he and Broly
ever had cubs.
 Pre-moon Preparation

If there was one positive thing about the upcoming mating from Turles' point of view, it would be
that everyone would be so busy preparing for it, they wouldn't have much time to 'discipline' him.

The full moon was only two nights away.

Vegeta had turned into a regular 'bridezilla', not that Goku was stupid enough to voice that out
loud. He was kept busy during the day, either I.T.'ing back and forth between Earth, picking up
supplies, or on the communication device with Bulma whenever Vegeta decided he needed
something else too.

They still kept up the pre-moon ritual during the nights, however. So the Saiyans paired off with
their preferred partner and either had feral, animalistic sex, or abstained themselves from it, teasing
themselves and building up for the full moon. Broly and Goku would end up spending the next two
nights in the cave. Goku would teach Broly how to make s'mores and Broly would make sure
Goku screamed enough to turn the cave into a variable disco while they fucked.

Honestly, Goku thought with a sigh as he sent off another request to Bulma, his and Broly's mating
had been simple and straight to the point. No fancy-stuff needed. Sure it'd been pretty spontaneous,
but still.

Vegeta would properly say something about 'a royal mating was not like a peasant mating' if asked,
but Goku figured it was more of a case of going all out now that he and Raditz finally got to tie the
knot, so to speak.

So he kept silent and played the delivery boy faithfully. He could see how happy Raditz was under
all his nerves, which had really gotten more visible as the mating approached, and he could feel
how happy Vegeta was under his terrifying pre-mating self.

He could feel the pulse of joy through their bond, and Goku was truly happy for them. Yes.
Happy…

Goku sighed and left that thought for another time, for now he had to go get more stuff from
Bulma. Again. Before Vegeta started yelling about when it would be arriving.

Honestly, Goku was glad he'd had a 'peasant-mating' even if only to avoid all this hullabaloo.

Besides, he'd done the wedding part before. It had really not been a big deal; long winded speeches
and having to be paraded around. No thanks.

Heck, he'd not even understood what was really going on.

Feeling Vegeta's ki starting to rise when he was unable to locate the items he'd requested, Goku
quickly put two fingers to his forehead and left for Earth.

Finally it was time. The whole pack was feeling jittery from the moon and nerves in the case of
Vegeta and Raditz.

The group, including Cheelai and Lemo, was gathered under the twilight sky. All except for four
Saiyans.

"So what are we doing right now?" The pink eyed woman asked.

"We're seeing Raditz and Vegeta off for their union." Bardock explained.

"So like a marriage ceremony?"

"Nothing like the sort. This is a real union, not just reading vows off some scroll." Vegeta mocked
the shallow marriage ceremonies he'd seen in many cultures. "When is he coming out?!" The
Prince paced the entrance to the cave.

Bardock chuckled, "easy, Yer Highness. Give them time to finish him up."

"Now for the band." While Goku held the end of his brother's hair, Toma took his hairband off and
used it to secure Raditz's braid. "Done!"

Raditz sighed and got up. He examined his braid, "thanks, guys." He turned to express his gratitude
to Toma and Goku. Raditz sighed, he was a nervous wreck. In a few hours, Vegeta would be his.
They would be free to have cubs. Raditz shivered as arousal shot through his body. That, mixing
with his high strung nerves didn't make for a pleasant result.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Raditz blurted out, feeling his stomach twist and turn. What if Turles
was right? What if Vegeta would never see him as an equal?
"Don't you dare! You don't want to kiss Vegeta and taste of that, do you?" Toma scolded his cub.

"No, but I just…" Raditz started.

Careful not to mess up the hair, Goku dope-slapped him. "He's been waitin' YEARS, Raditz, yer
dick is good but not THAT good. He wants YOU, stop worryin'."

Raditz stared at his younger brother, "My dick ain't that good?" His voice went up a couple of
octaves and he paled a few more shades of white.

"Not 'years-worth-of-waitin'' good! It's still good, dun worry. Even so, ya better give it yer all
tonight." Goku winked at Raditz.

"And try, TRY not to live up to your name!" Toma said slightly mockingly.

Raditz felt bile rise up in his throat.

Goku turned around and fetched something he had brought during his multiple visits to Earth. He
held up two candy bars, "do ya want some back up chocolate? Just in case? Think we can stash it
in your hair?"

"WHA?!"

"Kakarot, I don't think that's a good idea." Toma interjected.

"Ya sure?" Goku asked his second source.

Toma nodded, "but thanks for trying."

Goku shrugged, "ok, do ya have everything else then?"

Raditz swallowed heavily as he straightened out his attire, "I think so, I know it's silly but I can't
help but worry."

Goku had an idea, "if ya want I can eat some chocolate, with the bond it might…"

Toma interrupted, "no, no, Kakarot, let them do this alone. This has to be done without outside
influence."

"Oh, ok then. Anyway, cheer up, Raditz, ya know how I got affected by my mini-heat? And the
moon wasn't even full then. Ya'll be 'up' all night, trust me. And ya better satisfy Vegeta good. I'll
be feelin' it. I'll know if ya don't."

Raditz actually hurled.

Toma face palmed, "I'll go grab some water."

Goku rummaged through their stuff, "think we have some tic-tacs somewhere."

While the Earth warrior looked for the breath fresheners a thought occurred, "Toma, since me and
Broly'll likely be fuckin' too, is it really without outside influence?" Goku called to Toma in the
kitchen area.

"There aren't any rules for bonded mates, to be honest. But it's best to keep the influence to a
minimum." He called back.

"You see, Radi, between yer dick and Broly's, me and the moon, Vegeta is sure t' have a great
time." Goku said as he fished out a small box of tic-tacs.

"Oh, gods. What if I can't get it up?" Raditz crouched down and rubbed his face.

"Pfffff- No chance, big brother. Ya got hard from Vegeta when ya were actually dead, right? So
dun worry. All this is just nerves, ya'll see."
Toma returned with a bowl of water and Raditz gulped it gratefully, rinsing his mouth as well.

"Here." Goku held out the tic-tacs. "I'm sure ya can get it up but puke breath is also a mood killer.
Also, this will help calm yer nerves." Goku lied.

"No outside influence, Kakarot!" Toma stopped when he saw Goku wink above Raditz's head.

"Bulma made these, they cure bad breath, but they seem to have a calming effect on Saiyans for
some reason. We won't tell if ya don't." Goku continued.

Raditz looked at his little brother, then at his source, then at the small white pill and took it.

"Chew, dun swallow." Goku instructed.

Popping it in his mouth and chewing on it, Raditz felt the last of the puke taste disappear and his
mouth almost felt cold when he exhaled.

"It should kick in soon." Goku said as he bent down and sniffed near Raditz's mouth. "The breath
is gone at least."

"I'm- Feeling a bit better…" Raditz admitted.

"Good, now let's get out there, before they wear off, or you puke again." Toma picked Raditz up by
hooking his arms under his armpits.

"Come on, brother, Vegeta has never been patient. Especially when blue-balled."

They escorted Raditz towards the exit of the cave.

-
"I SWEAR TO THE GODDESS HERSELF, I AM GOING IN THERE AND-" Vegeta stopped
mid track as three Saiyans exited the cave.

Raditz looked even more gorgeous with his hair tied back in a braid. A stray hair strand fell on the
side of his face.

The moonlight fell over his miles of tanned skin, interrupted only by a pair of black spandex shorts,
evening gloves, and knee high boots. Raditz also wore his arm and leg bands, symbol of the loss of
his blood parents, as some Saiyans chose to use. The cape Bulma had designed looked like a
legitimate cape tailored to the royal circle. The deep blue contrasted beautifully with his skin, and
the shoulder pads made Raditz look even girthier.

Raditz's dark eyes glowed when they set sight on Vegeta in all his decked up glory.

Vegeta was dressed in a similar fashion. Only differences were the cape color and lack of bands.
Whereas Raditz's cape was dark blue, Vegeta's was blood red.

Raditz stood next to his intended and waited for his carrier to draw the symbols of the House of
Vegeta and Clan of Bardock on their chests respectively. King Vegeta would’ve been the one to
draw Bardock's clan symbol on his cub, but seeing as the King wasn't present, and would probably
be opposed to the union anyhow, Bardock drew both symbols himself; the royal symbol on Raditz's
chest, and his clan symbol on Vegeta's.

"I, Bardock, heir of cKelerias, give my blessing to this union. For better or for worse, may you be
united for eternity." The scarred Saiyan dipped his fingers in the dye and drew the symbols.

Raditz gave a shaky sigh as Bardock finished drawing Vegeta's symbol on his chest. This was
really happening. The weight of the significance hit Raditz full force and the warrior felt faint. He
started swaying on his feet.

Goku was fast to catch him before he could topple over. "Easy there, big bro. Ya got this."

"I need another one of those tic-tocs."

"Tic-tacs." Goku corrected. "One is more than enough, ya big lug. They're very strong. Ya won't
wanna fall asleep, would ya?"

"I suppose not." Raditz's head was still fuzzy but he straightened himself. He noticed Vegeta
watching him with a concerned and adoring expression.

Once Bardock was done drawing his symbol on Vegeta's chest, Raditz and the Prince turned to
face each other.

"For eternity?" Raditz asked.

"For eternity, you fool." Vegeta smiled.

The smile soon turned into a smirk and Vegeta took off, running under the starry sky, Raditz hot on
his heels.
 Mated at Last
Chapter Notes

Sorry for the extra long chapter ^^; It got away from us and we couldn't just interrupt
the flow of it.

Raditz's tail swished behind him as he went after the Prince. Adrenaline soon erased any fear and
any doubt in his mind. They would consummate their union in a matter of minutes.

Goku was already looking forward to feeling the start of Vegeta's mini-heat through the bond. He
linked his tail with Broly's, and leaned close up against him, already purring at the thought of what
was to come.

Meanwhile, Toma went over to Bardock and slung an arm around him, looking out at where their
cub had run off to. "So, it's finally happening, huh?"

Bardock nodded, also staring out to where Raditz had disappeared. "Yup, about time. His Majesty's
balls must've been bluer than Burter's."

Toma snorted, "you just HAD to mention the Ginyu force, didn't you. Well, guess it's just us
tonight, then." He'd have to have been blind and deaf to miss his youngest and his legendary mate
having eye sex for the last minute, clearly gearing up for a long night.

Goku whispered something in Broly's ear, and Broly's eyes lit up like a Christmas Tree, before he
picked Goku up and flew off towards the cave they'd been using for the past nights. Yelling a
quick 'BYE' to his parents, Goku was soon out of sight, along with Broly.

Bardock looked fondly at the rapidly growing smaller form of them. "He's gonna need a Senzu
after tonight."

Toma just nodded.

-
Raditz was having a hard time trying to catch the elusive Prince. He was relying solely on his sense
of smell at this point. As soon as Raditz thought he had outsmarted Vegeta and was going to catch
him, Vegeta would vanish into the distance.

"FUCK!" Raditz cursed his slow body.

He sat down to come up with a plan to corner Vegeta when out of nowhere a body collided with
his.

Two Saiyans rolled on the dusty ground until they separated, each taking a defensive stance, tails
wagging wildly in the air.

"Giving up, weakling?" The Prince taunted.

"In yer dreams." Raditz growled as he charged towards his future mate.

Vegeta was quick to evade Raditz's fist. He easily dodged his punches and as soon as he saw an
opening, he slammed his fist against Raditz's side.

"ACK! GrrrrAAAAH!" Raditz shouted as he continued to attack. He knew it was a lost battle, but
he had to give his best.

Vegeta only smirked and ducked, throwing jives every now and again.

Raditz started sweating and his breath came faster. Even if the use of ki was allowed, he still stood
no chance against the powerful Prince.

"Will ya. Stop. Moving?!"

Vegeta paused and scoffed, "very well." He said nonchalantly.

Raditz gave a battle cry and punched Vegeta square in the jaw. The royal hardly moved. Raditz's
eyes grew wide as the Prince's smirk grew wider. One punch was all it took to send Raditz crashing
into the ground.
Vegeta approached the downed warrior, his tail wagging smugly behind, while he fixed his own
gloves. "I shall make this easy for you. Surrender yourself to me, Raditz. We both know who is
and will be in charge."

Raditz grunted as he tried to get up from the ruined topography. He assessed his body, and
concluded that he was down for the count.

"Ya've always been in charge, Vegeta." Raditz coughed up some blood and spit on the ground.
"There was never any- Doubt."

Vegeta gave him a smug grin. "Well, then," he leaned towards Raditz's face and whispered, "this is
the part where you show me how well you can provide for me." He stood back up and left the
fallen warrior to collect himself.

Raditz scoffed humorously and picked himself up. There was no way he would hunt for a bug.
Vegeta deserved the best the planet had to offer, so Raditz went hunting for a large green tail.

Several minutes later, a tired Raditz made his way back to where his future mate was sitting,
waiting for the taller warrior to return with his catch.

Raditz tossed the tail in front of the Prince and waited for his approval.

Vegeta sneered at the offer, "it needs to be skinned."

The long haired Saiyan huffed. Skinning an animal without the use of ki was such a hassle!
Nevertheless, he proceeded to do his best and soon the tail was skinned and ready to be eaten.

Vegeta looked in a bored way at Raditz, "took you long enough."

Raditz was about to reply rudely when Vegeta continued.

"You have done well." The Prince tore a piece of meat and bit into it. He savored the flavor and the
blood flowing into his mouth.
After he finished his piece he took another, and another. Raditz watched patiently for the royal to
have his fill, only then would he eat the remaining food.

It didn't take long, however. After the sixth piece of slashed meat, Vegeta sat back and nodded for
Raditz to dig in. The larger warrior gladly ate from his catch, stuffing his mouth like only a Saiyan
could.

A silent moment passed by and Vegeta was getting impatient. "Are you quite done?"

"Gish ish goo' mea'! Can' go cho waysh."

"What." The Prince deadpanned.

Raditz swallowed his mouthful and repeated himself, " I said this is good meat. Can't go to waste."
He immediately took another bite of the tail. Blood spilled down his chin as he bit into the juicy
flesh.

Vegeta shook his head. "You are as uncouth as your brother…"

Raditz gulped down his bite and tilted his head.

"Never you mind. Can we get on with it? I- Am starting to feel the effects of the moon."

The long haired Saiyan sighed and stood up, dusting himself off. He walked over to Vegeta and
helped him get up.

The two Saiyans regarded each other.

"Last chance, Vegeta. Ya can still run-"

Vegeta pulled Raditz's head down and planted his lips on his, effectively shutting him up. The kiss
became passionate, but Raditz still kept his hands to himself.
Vegeta groaned and pulled back, "why in Hell are you not touching me?!"

"My gloves are bloody."

Raditz could swear he could HEAR a vein popping out on Vegeta's forehead.

"Remove them." Honestly, Vegeta couldn't care less about getting blood all over himself or his
attire.

Raditz hastily took off the gloves and let them fall to the ground. He then hugged the Prince and
returned to kissing him enthusiastically. Eventually, the Saiyans shifted their position and lay
down, Vegeta on top and Raditz serving as a live mattress.

The Prince got rid of his own gloves to better touch his lover. He sat up and moved sensually
against Raditz's groin.

"We need to get rid of these." Raditz suggested as he tugged on Vegeta's under armor.

The Prince stood up and proceeded to remove them, Raditz following his lead. The capes and
boots soon joined the shorts on the ground and now both were as naked as the day they were born,
the symbols drawn on their chest shined under the moonlight.

"Mmmm, Vegeta~" Raditz moaned as the Prince kissed alongside his jaw. When Vegeta got lower,
Raditz felt his intention and quickly switched them around. "I'm pleasuring you tonight, Yer
Highness." Raditz did not want to make a fool out of himself if he let Vegeta pleasure him orally.
He would surely blow his load as soon as Vegeta placed his lips on his cock, and he could not have
that happen on this momentous occasion. He wanted to be buried balls deep inside his mate-to-be
before he would even think about coming.

The little tic-toc pill Kakarot had given him had really worked wonders for his nerves. He was in
control of his emotions and focused on his task.

The larger Saiyan started kissing Vegeta's neck, traveled down to play with his nipples, and then
lower to pay attention to the straining erection in front of him.

Vegeta groaned as Raditz swiped his tongue over his sensitive flesh, and moaned his future mate's
name as Raditz engulfed his shaft with his mouth.
Fingers soon came in to play, preparing Vegeta for the main event. The Prince dug his fingers into
the rock below him and scratched the terrain as he sighed and panted for more.

Raditz let go of Vegeta's dick and looked up at him. "Are ya ready for me, Prince?"

"Yes! Just do it already!" Came the forceful command.

Raditz tsked and climbed on top of the Prince. Vegeta was slick enough that he could simply slide
in, but it was his turn to play with his partner. Raditz aligned their cocks and grinded his hips
against Vegeta's.

"What- What are you doing?" Vegeta complained.

"I need to get slicked up, Prince. I don't wanna hurt ya." He teased.

Vegeta growled and grabbed Raditz by the ears. "Get inside me NOW!"

"Ow, ow, ow, Okay!" Raditz shook himself from the hold on his ears and placed the head of his
cock against Vegeta's breeder.

He pushed in slowly, savoring the moment, much to Vegeta's impatience. The Prince squirmed,
trying to get Raditz to hurry.

"Calm down, Vegeta. We have all-"

"If you say 'all the time in the world' I will rip your ball sac off with my teeth."

Raditz chuckled, "that would be a shame. We wouldn't have any cubs~"

Vegeta's heart leapt to his throat. In his haste to mate with Raditz, he hadn't stopped to think about
actually becoming pregnant with his cubs. Eventually, they would have their own circle.
The idea both thrilled him and scared him shitless.

"You okay, Prince?" Raditz's concerned face hovered over Vegeta's.

Vegeta blinked and mentally shook himself, "I am fine. Get moving."

The larger Saiyan kept pushing in until he met Vegeta's cervix. He put a bit more pressure on it and
watched, fascinated, as Vegeta arched against him and let out a loud moan.

Raditz hugged Vegeta and turned them around, putting the Prince on top of him to move and grind
against him.

The Prince grinned and braced himself on his lover's chest, using gravity and his own strength to
set up a nice rhythm between them. He rotated his hips and lifted himself up, only to sink back
down and rotate his hips more, this way he could hit all the right spots inside himself.

"Vegeta~" Raditz said the name in reverence, making the Prince lick his lips and sink down all the
way, taking in inch by glorious inch.

Raditz's dick pushed inside Vegeta's cervix and they both moaned at the feeling.

"Yer- Gonna make me come if ya do that…" Raditz panted.

"That is the idea, you know."

"But not this soon!" The large warrior complained. "I want ya to enjoy yerself as much as ya
want."

"And who says I am not doing that?" Vegeta quirked an eyebrow at Raditz and pushed himself up,
only to sink down all the way again.

Raditz tensed and groaned, trying to stave off his orgasm. Vegeta just felt that good.

Maybe Raditz was being biased, but Vegeta had one nice, tight, and warm cunt. To think that this
powerful warrior wanted Raditz by his side forever, and bottom for him, no less. It was a humbling
thought, if Raditz were honest, and it filled him with awe at how lucky he was to be fucking the
Prince of all Saiyans.

Just then Vegeta moaned loudly and curled in on himself. At Raditz's bewildered expression,
Vegeta explained, "it seems Kakarot could not hold off from fucking Broly…"

Raditz made an 'Oh' with his mouth. “Are ya feeling his pleasure?”

Vegeta lifted an eyebrow, “of course. I can feel everything he feels. Why do you think I was
wailing like that the other night? I can tell you, your brother rather fancies anal sex.”

Raditz's memory flashed back to when he'd taught Goku. "Ohh, I knew that, but tell me, does the
bond work the other way around too?"

The Prince squinted at his future mate, "what are you getting at?"

Raditz smirked and lifted Vegeta up a few inches. Using Vegeta's hips as a handle, Raditz started
pumping inside him with bone breaking force.

The smaller Saiyan cried out as Raditz thrusted his hips against his with abandon.

"Tell me, what are ya feeling now, Vegeta?" The long haired warrior growled.

Vegeta felt a spark go up his spine. "I- I am feeling- Your cock inside me."

"Does it feel good?" Raditz gritted out.

"It feels otherworldly." Vegeta moaned, "ohh, fuck… I think… I think my heat is starting. Keep
going!"

Raditz growled again as he sat up and shifted their positions to missionary style. Now Vegeta lay
on his back and Raditz had more freedom of movement to pound into the Prince.
-

Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet inside an illuminated cave.

Goku lay legs spread in their makeshift nest with Broly fucking him.

"Vegeta's heat has started -moan- ya know what that means. Let's give him the best night ever!"

Broly nodded before flaring a ki aura and started slamming hard into Goku.

Goku screamed in joy and wrapped his legs around Broly's sturdy hips.

"OHH, FUU~CK!" Vegeta yelled as he felt the added pleasure through the bond. "Come on! Are
you going to let your brother's mate fuck me better during our mating?!"

Raditz grunted as he fucked Vegeta harder. He was not going to be outdone by Broly.

Vegeta moaned as he held on to his lover. His back would be screaming tomorrow but it was worth
it to see Raditz go all out.

The bond sang with pleasure and his heart with love as he lay there, the moonlight burning in his
veins as he was mated like a proper Saiyan. Finally, after so many years.

"Tell me how much ya love my cock!" Raditz nearly shouted.

Vegeta squeezed his eyes closed, "I love it! Fuck me more! Do not- STOP!"

"Ohh, fuck! Raditz is really goin' for it! C'mon, Broly! Fuck us like a REAL Saiyan!" Goku
screamed at his mate.
The wild Saiyan pulled out and turned Goku around, sheathing himself back in as soon as Goku
lifted his tail out of the way.

Goku gasped as Broly could now slide deeper. "YES! FUCK ME HARD!"

Vegeta's back arched, "OHH~GODS, KAKAROT, HE IS- AHHH!" Vegeta yelled mindlessly as
he tried to describe what was happening. "Come on! Is that all?! Maybe I should just fly over to
Broly? Huh?"

Raditz snapped.

A golden aura engulfed him as he flipped Vegeta over on his stomach, and pulled him back on his
cock. He leaned down and snarled in Vegeta's ear, "yer mine! Ya've been wanting my dick for
years! And this. Is. My. Breeder! Do ya understand?!" He punctuated every word with a deep
thrust, and Vegeta was left helpless in the wake of it.

The smaller Saiyan was too far gone to even answer. Instead he moaned loudly as Raditz continued
fucking him, finally letting his dominant side come out with his Prince.

Goku was wailing on Broly's dick, "I'm -pant- close, it's so good, -moan- ya fuck me sooo good, -
pant- do the -groan- thing, Broly!"

Broly grunted to show he'd gotten the message, by the next backwards motion he pulled out
entirely, and slid inside Goku's prepped anus instead.

Both Saiyans at each end of the bond lost it.

-
Vegeta screamed louder than during any transformation, as he felt himself being double penetrated,
stuffed in both holes and powerless against them.

"Raditz! I'm close. Turn me around. The bite!"

The larger warrior turned his lover around and wasted no time in entering him again. The onslaught
continued and soon Vegeta and Raditz were on the edge.

There was no turning back now.

Raditz shouted as his cock started throbbing. He bared his fangs and bit Vegeta next to his
shoulder. Vegeta in turn screamed and did the same to Raditz. His breeder started pulsing as climax
hit him. It triggered a tail orgasm, as well as with his cock, but when Raditz pushed his ki inside
Vegeta's, the Prince's mind went blank, it simply shut down under the assault of ki. A breeder,
cock, ki, and a tail-gland orgasm, all wrapped up in one devastating package with a cherry on top.

With a scream more primal that an Oozaru's, Vegeta's entire body came for the first time as a
mated Saiyan. He slid into unconsciousness with a rare smile on his face.

He was not alone though.

About thirty minutes later, Goku woke up next to his mate after passing out too.

Broly smiled at him, seeing that he was okay.

"That was amazing, Broly. Like- I can't even describe it, it just… Ohh!" Goku broke off, "seems
Vegeta and Radi are at it again." Goku looked enticingly up at his mate. "Guess yer gonna have t'
keep up aaall night."

Broly's eyes grew predatory, and he positioned himself between Goku's legs, "where do you want
it this time?" He asked as he slid his cock across the breeder and asshole.

"I think breeder." Goku replied. "Ya did rinse off, right?"

Broly nodded eagerly.

Without more words, Broly sheathed himself in one smooth thrust, and Goku's gasp made the tiny
animals light up again.

All night indeed.

 Part of the Pack
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Turles had watched the group all invested in the festivities that were to come. He had seen the
Prince get ready for his mating with Raditz, had seen how nervous the larger Saiyan was. Quietly,
he had watched all the preparations unfold. Nobody had paid him any mind, which was a bit
frustrating.

In a matter of moments, Raditz would have a breeding mate. Not just ANY breeding mate, he
would be mated to THE Prince.

Turles closed his eyes. He could feel the full moon just outside the cave. It called to him, but it
would receive no response. Of all the punishment he had received, this one was the one that broke
him. Having to stay cooped up, alone, while the others went outside to enjoy the moon. More
specifically, Raditz with Vegeta enjoying the moon at its fullest, connecting and taking their
relationship to the next level. Marking one another. While Turles was alone.

Loneliness always did him in. Not even Toma nor Bardock were inside the cave cavorting with one
another. Everyone had left. The silence was so deafening, Turles could practically hear his own
heartbeat.

Vegeta had undone the ki restraints and fixed Turles' hands to the wall behind him so the pirate
could not escape. He also had taken away the cock ring and the breeder clamp, which had been a
huge relief for Turles.

The sound of steps made him lift his head to see Cheelai walking towards him. The petite woman
switched on the lights and Turles had to open and close his eyes to adjust to the brightness.

"Turles?" She asked when she stood above him. "I'm... I'M SORRY!" The green woman threw
herself at the pirate and started crying.

Turles scoffed. "There's really nothing to be sorry for. I know I'm not." He put up a front.

The green alien sat back. "But- How can you be okay with what the others have done to you?!"
"I'm just glad they didn't cut my tail off." As if to give life to his words, his tail came up and petted
Cheelai's head before returning to the floor.

Cheelai separated herself from Turles and wiped her tears. "I overheard- What Bardock said the
other night. You need to apologize to the pack. That's what they're trying to do, right? Get you to
feel sorry and apologize?"

Turles studied Cheelai's face and nodded.

"So why go through with all this bullshit?!"

Turles gave a wry chuckle. "You don't know me, Cheelai. This is nothing compared to what I've
gone through, AND enjoyed." He hesitated before confessing. "I had a partner, not a mate, mind
you, back on Vegetasei. He did things to me that would make others feel sick to their stomachs.
And I would always go back for more."

Cheelai's eyes widened. "Why do you treat yourself like that?"

Turles shrugged, "I just get off from it. Some people are into pain."

"Surely you want to be treated right too?"

"Eh. Maybe sometimes." Turles grinned at the pink eyed alien.

"I can't stand to see you like this." Cheelai caressed Turles' face and was relieved when he didn't
turn away from her. "Do you… Hate me? For telling?"

Turles sat up, wincing as he did so, and took a deep breath. "It was bound to happen one way or
another. I was on my way to tell the pack about Frieza when Kakarot knocked me out. Just… A
little word of advice?"

Cheelai nodded her head, still drying her wet cheeks.

"Don't get too attached to me. I'm not the kind of lover you want to keep. Trust me on this. I like to
come and go as I please."

Cheelai lowered her eyes. "Well, I don't see you wanting to leave the pack any time soon. So as
long as you're around…"

The dark skinned Saiyan chuckled, "fair enough."

The green woman smiled and ran her hand across the pirate's chest. Turles' intense stare made
shivers run down her body. Would it be ok to…? Cheelai leaned in, her lips brushed his softly.

The dark skinned Saiyan chuckled and deepened the kiss. Soon the two were fully making out. The
reprieve was nice, but Turles was still under punishment. The others would smell Cheelai on him if
he let things get out of hand. Reluctantly, he separated from her.

"My punishment is not over yet, Cheelai. I can't let the others smell you on me."

Cheelai understood and leaned back. "Are you going to apologize when the others get back?"

Turles was about to tell her apologizing would mean they won. It would mean he had to put his
pride to the side and admit defeat. But then he remembered Raditz and Vegeta would be mates by
now and concluded he already lost either way.

"I'll think about it." He said.

"Please do. I don't think we can take it anymore. Hearing you screaming breaks our hearts."

Turles wanted to say that the screams and shouts were not from discomfort, but just nodded once
instead. He didn't need to repeat himself.

Cheelai carefully walked away, ears open for approaching footsteps.

Well, Turles figured he'd better start preparing an apology. If only for the others' sake.

-
Vegeta woke up slowly, something was not right, it was too chilly and the nest too hard.

Opening his eyes, he clenched them shut again against the harsh light. Why was he outside?
What… The memories rushed back. He squinted over to Raditz's big form lying curled around
him.

His mate.

After all these years, he could finally call him that.

Vegeta allowed himself a sappy smile, confident no one else was around to see it.

He started burrowing closer to his mate, when he felt his back protest. Goddess, it ached!

Raditz had tried to fuck him square through the planet it seemed. The sleeping on the ground part
also hadn't helped.

Deciding to just lie there for a while, he reflected on how much had happened before it came to
this. He knew he'd gained a lot from the events following losing Raditz; meeting Kakarot, freedom
from Friezas' rule, meeting Bulma, having Trunks, going Super Saiyan and far beyond any strength
level he'd ever dreamed of, fighting against gods, and having little Bulla as the best cherry on top.
So one could not say those years separated had been wasted, or even horrible. But the parts without
Raditz would not be missed.

Good gods… He was becoming sappy like his mate and mate-to-be.

Speaking of his mate-to-be… Vegeta reached out over the bond… Seemed Goku was still sleeping.
Had he not been so tired and aching he'd have woken Goku up with some morning fun with
Raditz.

As if he said that out loud, the larger warrior stirred in his sleep and tried opening his eyes. He
gave up after a while and just settled for yawning and stretching.

Not more than ten seconds passed when Raditz bolted and sat up straight. He turned every which
way until he spotted Vegeta lying next to him. Eyes going wide, Raditz touched the base of his
neck and felt the holes where Vegeta had bit him.

"Oh, fuck." He let himself drop on the ground.

"Having second thoughts already?" Vegeta teased.

"What? No! I just- It felt like a dream. So surreal…"

"That is the moon for you, but do not worry, I felt the same." Vegeta smiled at him.
Raditz dragged his eyes over Vegeta's form. The Prince was sure he looked a mess, but Raditz had
a different opinion it seemed. Having seen it many, many times, he recognized the look in his
mate's eyes.

"No." He said in a flat tone.

Raditz sulked a bit, "but…"

Vegeta wasn't and had never been a morning person, even after getting fucked six ways 'til Sunday.
"I am sore all over, and hungry. Get me some food and a Senzu and then we can fuck."

Raditz quickly collected their garments and reverently scooped up his mate. He got goosebumps
just from thinking that. His mate.

He quickly set off towards the cave, eager for some food himself and to take Vegeta up on his
offer.

Turles woke up from a light sleep as he heard stirring just on the other side of the domed house.

They're back. He thought.

Sighing, the pirate prepared to give Vegeta a not-so-heartfelt apology. But after a few moments
passed by, and Raditz and Vegeta made their way to the nest and started getting intimate, Turles
saw their bite marks and reality hit him. Hard.

They seemed so happy together, laughing and kissing, and playing with their tails…

It was too much, and the last bit of the pirate’s pride finally cracked.

"Prince… Vegeta. I- I'm sorry." He barely said above a whisper.

Vegeta thought he heard something and paused Raditz in their activity. "Did you say something,
pirate?" He asked in a harsh tone.
 "I said- I said I'm sorry."

Vegeta shared a look with Raditz and both Saiyans got up from the nest. The royal approached the
renegade in a commandeering manner.

"You are forgiven." Vegeta released Turles from the ki rings and the pirate slumped over.

"W-what? Just- Just like that?" Turles looked very confused.

Vegeta looked to the side. "TCH! It is that idiot Kakarot, he has turned me into a godsdamn softy!
Still, the fact is, there are too few of us left to really annihilate each other more than needed.
Goddess knows I had to do a lot of shitty things under Frieza's rule.

"Also, Kakarot trusted the pack enough to come to us with this. I shall not destroy that trust. Just do
not expect Bardock or Toma to forgive you any time soon. You may have been naive and under
Frieza's command but it will be difficult for them to come to terms with that. Give them time. As of
now, you are welcome into the pack."

Vegeta turned away from Turles, having said his piece.

Raditz immediately got off the bed and kneeled next to the dark skinned Saiyan. He grabbed his
face and placed a small kiss on his lips. "Hey, what I said about you not being a worthy mate, ya
know it was just to get ya to break, right? I didn't mean it."

Turles scoffed in good humor, "I know." He nodded towards the Prince. "Speaking of mates,
congratulations on yours."

Raditz smiled a bittersweet smile, knowing Turles wanted to be his mate too. "Thank you, and
welcome to the pack."

Chapter End Notes

All is well now ^^ As promised.

It's smooth sailing from here.

Or is it?
 Inclusion
Chapter Notes

'Yugoja' is a pun on the word 'Jugoya', which means 'the night of the full moon' or the
'night of the 15th'.

It is a japanese celebration honoring the Autumn harvest, where you gaze at the full
moon and eat dangos.

Here's an article where you can learn more about this holiday: https://matcha-
jp.com/en/2695

The moon was most celebrated on Vegetasei. There were a few festivities Saiyans observed,
honoring their satellite. The moon was, after all, the key to their greatest power. That was, without
counting the Super Saiyan transformation.

Yugoja, the night of the full moon, was honored by Saiyans throughout the planet by transforming
into their Oozaru form and connecting with their loved ones. Of course, only Saiyans who could
control themselves in this state were allowed to gaze at the full moon until they achieved the
transformation. Less experienced Saiyans would leave the festivities alone to practice remaining
conscious while transformed, and once they could control it, they were welcome to celebrate with
the others.

It was only after the invention of the fake moon that actually training to learn to control the Oozaru
state became available, and more Saiyans could enjoy the real moon when it came.

With that said, the majority of the Saiyan population still hadn't known how to control it.

It was mostly the professional warriors who needed to use it on a regular basis. And one night of
fun every hundred Earth years simply didn't seem to be worth the fuss of heading to another planet
with a moon to train under the guidance of an experienced Saiyan, typically several times.

Bardock was one of the Saiyans who could create a fake moon so the younger ones could practice,
and he would often help them train on a desolate planet that could be ruined by their Oozaru
outburst.

Among those who trained under Bardock were his own team. Toteppo, Seripa, Panbukin, Gine, and
eventually Toma, could never really remember what happened during their transformation after
they returned to their base form, but they were able to show better self restraint while in Oozaru
form after training rigorously under Bardock.

That did, however, mean he usually got stuck filling out a good chunk of their reports, being the
only one who could remember, creating an endless source of amusement for the rest of his team.
Apparently, just writing: 'Arrived at planet (Name-date), killed everyone. Headed home (date)'
wasn't enough. Go figure.

But now was not the time to be focused on such thoughts. Not when Toma was doing such wicked
things with his tongue…

"Aaaah~" Bardock moaned as Toma licked a path from his breeder to the tip of his cock.

"Are you worked up enough? It's been three cycles since we last were intimate, and you're dripping
from down here." Toma touched the slick sliding out of Bardock's mating entrance.

"Sh-shut up, Toma." Bardock frowned and turned away from his mate's penetrating gaze.

"I think it's time. I've waited long enough." Toma huffed. Not having sex on a daily basis had made
him be a bit on edge. Not to mention the whole ordeal with Turles.

"Alright, ya go first." Bardock sat up and watched as his mate closed his eyes and sighed. Next
time he opened them, they were staring directly at the full moon.

As Toma's heart started beating faster, and hair started growing on his smooth body, Bardock
leaned in and whispered seductively, "I've thought about it, and I want to have another cub with
ya."

Toma's eyebrows shot into his forehead and with a mighty roar he transformed into Oozaru.

Bardock stood up and his tail swished at the sight of his powerful mate. He whistled to catch
Toma's attention, and the Oozaru bent down to ground level to look better at his tiny mate. Placing
his hand on Toma's nose, Bardock rubbed circles on it while his tail wagged some more, releasing
hormones into the air.

Toma started purring, a deep rumbling sound coming from his chest that surrounded the whole
area.

Bardock started purring too as Toma opened his mouth and licked the other Saiyan, leaving a trail
of saliva on his smaller form.

"Eeewww." Bardock chuckled. With a quick ki-flare he was dry again. Thank the gods he wasn't
wearing any clothes.

Neither he nor Toma had bothered tonight, with the transformations and sex to come.

After seeing Vegeta and Raditz off, they had quickly discarded their clothing and took off in the
opposite direction until they had found a nice open area with no signs of life. Not that it would
matter in their Oozaru form.

Toma tilted his head, in a way that said 'aren't you going to transform?' Bardock smiled and turned
to look at the moon.

He rarely got to see his mate like this, and had wanted to savor it a bit, but yes, it was time.

Bardock let out a growl as his body changed shape and size, he grew until he matched Toma's
general size and turned to look at his mate. Both Oozarus met and began scenting each other by
rubbing their heads everywhere they could get. Their huge tails that could destroy buildings
danced with each other. Soon Bardock was getting into position by presenting himself to Toma and
Toma gladly accepted the offer.

With a roar Toma mounted his mate, eager to breed despite the lack of a heat, and Bardock roared
alongside him. Days without sex and the Oozaru form intensifying everything made for a potent
mix.

Morning came and Bardock woke up first. His whole body was sore and his head felt fuzzy. He
turned to look at Toma' base form, who was lying on his side, back towards Bardock, and sleeping
soundly.

"Wake up, sleepy head~" Bardock climbed over his mate and settled on top of him.

Toma stirred and slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the brightness of the day. "Mmm, hey." He
said in a raspy tone. "Did we do it?"

"Ya felt incredible inside me." Bardock grinned.

"Wow. I don't remember a thing."

"Do ya remember what I told ya before ya transformed?"

Toma frowned and stared at the distance. He tried recalling their last conversation before he looked
at the moon. "You said for me to go first?"

"Mmmm, try again."

Toma dug the heel of his hands in his eyes and fought the amnesia from the transformation. By the
gods, he could not remember.

The scarred Saiyan goaded, "pity. Now ya'll never know."

"Aw, 'Dock. Come on, tell me." Toma whined.

"I'll think about it." Bardock teased as he stood up, ready to head back to the cave and get a nice
tongue bath. He might even need to use the shower in the capsule house.

Transformation was a rush but it did leave one sore from expanding the body mass so much, and
while a tongue bath could do an okay job with the cleaning, it was no match for warm water's
soothing effect on sore muscles.

He tilted his tail in a 'come hither' motion and Toma got up, also ready to head towards their
makeshift home.

They arrived at the cave and the first thing they saw was Raditz hugging Turles.

"The Hell is going on here? He apologized already?" Bardock growled.

"It may seem that seeing Raditz with a bite mark finally made him crack." Vegeta smirked as he
crossed his arms, making Raditz briefly glance back at him with a look that said 'I love you, but
you can be the bitchiest bitch that ever bitched.'
Raditz helped Turles up and the pirate stood there unsteady, with his tail swishing thoughtfully
behind him.

"I- I apologize… For any wrong I've done to you. But like Kakarot said, I didn't know Frieza's
intentions." Turles looked down, obviously ashamed of himself. "I think we all underestimated just
how cruel Frieza could be."

Everyone thought about their lost cub and circle members, comrades, their planet, and entire race.

The grief hung heavy in the air and they all reflected on how naive they'd all been to think that
their race was somehow different in Frieza's eyes. The lizard had only shown contempt towards
them, after all, right from the very moment King Cold had handed the reins over to his son, he'd
made it clear how he felt about them.

In the back of their heads, all of them tried not to think about how many times they'd done this to
other civilizations.

Bardock closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, a frown marred his handsome features. "And ya kept
doing it because otherwise he woulda killed ya."

Turles gave him a stiff nod. "I can understand why you'd think it was a personal attack on you, not
hiding your cub's power level, given our history, but it wasn't, I swear on my tail."

Toma walked towards the pirate, and Turles visibly flinched. The tanned Saiyan looked at the
darker one with a stern expression. "It'll take us time to forgive you, maybe we might never forgive
you for the crimes you've committed against us, but everyone deserves a second chance. Do NOT
screw up this time." Toma raised his hand and jabbed a finger on Turles' chest. With that being
said, Toma asked Raditz for his hairband and left the cave.

Bardock raised his eyebrows. He had never seen Toma point at anyone before. Pointing was
considered highly offensive among Saiyans. Toma must've been really mad at Turles.

On his way outside, Toma spotted Goku and Broly flying towards him, the larger Saiyan carrying
the smaller one on his back.
Toma snorted, well knowing why Kakarot couldn't fly on his own. He'd seen other Saiyans doing
the 'post-moon-fly-of-shame' once before. Broly landed near the cave entrance, both looking
slightly worse for wear, Goku especially.

Looking at his cub and his mate, Toma just said, "the Senzus are in the top drawer." Broly nodded
and headed inside towards the storage area.

One Senzu later, Goku was able to walk again, and he headed towards the back area to check on
Turles.

To his surprise he found Turles free of the restraints and Bardock, Vegeta and Raditz there, the
confusion clear enough for Vegeta to state, "he apologized, and is part of the pack now."

Goku's face lit up and he gave a relieved smile, "really? That's great!"

Vegeta just nodded and headed towards the kitchen area, Raditz followed, feeling famished after
last night.

Goku congratulated Turles before heading over to tell Broly, and then telling Cheelai and Lemo
that they could come out of the house now.

After a hearty breakfast, Turles ate more ravenously than usual, Vegeta stood up, "I have another
announcement. My Earth mate has offered to throw a party in celebration of mine and Raditz's
mating, and hers. And we all know how she gets when she has an idea." Small chuckles were
heard.

"And so, we all shall shortly be traveling to Earth to continue the celebration. Get some rest and
then pack some basic necessities, we leave at sunset."
 Goku's Circle

Sunset came soon enough and the Saiyans and the two non-Saiyans had their bags of personal
belongings packed and ready. They had mostly packed bare necessities, but Vegeta snuck in the
rest of the gods' blood without the others noticing.

"Ya excited?" Goku asked Broly. He'd only been to Earth once, excluding the time they fought, so
this would be interesting and perhaps a bit daunting for the wild Saiyan.

Broly nodded but his tail betrayed his nerves.

Goku noticed, "hey, easy. I'll be there for ya, and if anything goes south, I'll I.T. us away."

Broly sighed and nodded at his mate, trusting Goku to know what to do if he lost control for some
reason or another.

Goku vowed to keep an extra sharp eye on Broly's ki, he wanted this trip to be a good first
impression of Earth, both for Broly's sake but also Vegeta and Raditz's, this being their celebration
after all. He just hoped Bulma had kept the guest list small. The new planet would be
overwhelming enough, no need to add a bunch of new people on top of that.

When the time came to leave, Vegeta made a fairly large ball of ki to use as a beacon to teleport
back to Vampa. He left it in the middle of the cave and joined the group that was standing just
outside.

"Are we all ready t' go?" Goku asked cheerfully.

"I'm ready." Turles placed his hand on Goku's back, as did Cheelai, and Lemo. Broly intertwined
his fingers with Goku's and gave him a trepid smile.

Bardock, Toma, and Raditz placed their hands on Vegeta.

"On your mark, Kakarot." The Prince called.

Goku nodded and counted down. "Three, two, one!"

In a flash, they were all gone.

The pack arrived at the Outlook. Piccolo cursed every single one of them for startling him, while
Dende and Mr. Popo tried to hide their amusement.

"Mr. Popo, Dende, Piccolo, I'd like for ya t' meet my mate, my family, and my friends." Goku said
as he pointed at the others.

Polite gestures were exchanged between them. Bardock took Goku to the side and chastised him
for 'pointing' at them. And soon the group was flying towards Capsule Corp.. Goku insisted they
take the scenic route instead of I.T.'ing to Bulma directly.

The newcomers were astonished with the planet's beauty and life. Cheelai once again could
appreciate the beauty of this planet and couldn't contain herself from asking a certain question that
had been bugging her for a while.

"Remind me, why are we living in a forsaken cave in the middle of an almost barren planet, when
we could be living it up here?!" Cheelai shouted to the others as the wind dampened her voice. She
had hitched a ride on Broly's back while Goku carried Lemo.

"We need t' wait for Broly t' be able t' control himself when he transforms!" Goku called back.
"And that'll be sooner than ya know it!" He beamed at his mate and Broly gave him a small smile.

"We can always just come here and leave you Saiyans on Vampa!" Lemo teased.

Vegeta snorted. He did have a point.

-
They arrived at Bulma's place and touched down at her front door. Lemo and Cheelai were placed
down as Goku went to ring the doorbell.

The pitter-patter of small feet running towards the door caught all the Saiyans' attention. When the
door opened, out appeared the faces of two young cubs.

"My word. He looks just like Kakarot!" Toma gasped as he recognized one of the kids' scent.

"DADDY!" Goten leapt from the floor and into Goku's arms.

The Earth raised Saiyan laughed and hugged his youngest cub tightly.

"Hey, dad!" Trunks greeted his father in a much more formal manner.

"Cub." Vegeta smirked at his first born.

"Kakarot, may I?" Bardock touched Goku's shoulder and Goku turned around to see the older
Saiyan had glossy eyes.

"Oh, sure! Goten? This is yer granddaddy. And this is yer grandpapa." He let Bardock hold Goten.

"I have two more grandparents?" Goten's eyes shone with barely contained happiness.

"That's right, kiddo!" Bardock said as he snuggled the cub. "Ya can call me 'Dock, and this here is
my life partner, Toma."

Goten practically squealed and hugged Bardock's neck, accepting the older Saiyan's affection.
Bardock laughed and a tear escaped his eyes as he closed them. Toma also had unshed tears he was
trying to hold back, and barely succeeding.

Bardock put Goten down after a while and Goten beamed at his grandparents.
"Son," Goku started, "I would also like ya t' meet my life partner, Broly."

"Ohhh! You mean like another mommy?" Goten tilted his head in confusion as Goku pulled Broly
forward.

"Eheheh, not really. More like another papa. This is Broly. Broly, meet my youngest cub, Goten."

Goten gasped at the sheer size of the taller Saiyan. "Jeepers, mister, you're big! Can I call you
'papa'?"

Broly crouched down and stared at Goten, words failing him. He looked at Goku and could see a
look of pure adoration on Goku's face. He turned to Goten, "you can call me that if you like." He
patted Goten's head, never having seen another so small. This kid's scent reminded him strongly of
Kakarot's.

Goten closed his eyes and smiled before hugging Broly around the neck. Broly gasped and didn't
know what to do. He saw Goku making a hugging gesture and Broly returned the hug. A few
seconds later he was laughing and picking Goten up. "Does this mean he's my cub too?" Broly
asked his mate.

"Of course he is!" Goku smiled.

"Dad?" Another voice came from the door as a young adult poked his head out.

"Gohan!" Goku met his oldest son and hugged him.

"Hey! Haven't seen you in a while but that's hardly a surprise," Gohan said good-naturedly.

The two separated and Gohan adjusted his glasses as he took the others in. His eyes, however,
stopped on Raditz.

Gohan snarled, "what's he doing here?!"

"Good to see ya too, brat." Raditz crossed his arms, and cocked his eyebrow.

"Oh, boy. Gohan, a lot has happened since-"

"Raditz is one of the good guys now, brat. You shall do well in accepting your family." Vegeta
interrupted.

Gohan's frown deepened and he turned to his father. "Is that true?"

"Ugh, yeah. And these are yer grandparents!" Goku tried to steer the conversation away from
becoming sour. "Toma and Bardock, meet Gohan, my oldest son. Gohan, these are my parents."

Gohan, frown still apparent, stared at the two male looking Saiyans and slowly connected the dots.
"You- You mean- They're gay?!"

Goku gasped. After all this time living with the Saiyans, he had totally forgotten about Earth and
the culture he and his family had grown under. All of the culture change came crashing down and
Goku physically felt as if a hundred tons of bricks had been poured on top of him.

Vegeta's tail fluffed up to twice its size. "Brat, I shall warn you not to use your ridiculous human
labels on us Saiyans." He growled warningly.

"No, I didn't mean like it was something bad, more, how did you have my dad? Or him ." Gohan
gestured towards Raditz.

Goku sighed, "ho boy, son we need t' have a talk about Saiyan biology, but not right now. In the
meantime, meet your step… Father, for a lack of a better word."

"You remarried?" Gohan asked, surprised.

"Well, Saiyan-married ya could say." Goku scratched the back of his head.
"Daddy?" Goten pulled on Goku's pants. "What does 'gay' mean?"

"...Ask Bulma." Goku was not ready for Chichi to come up and ask why Goten was asking her
about THAT.

"Ok," Goten replied. He then looked up at Broly again. "Can I sit on your shoulder? Pleeeease?"

Broly carefully reached down and grabbed Goten like he was made of china, and deposited him on
his shoulder, and rose up again. "Whoa! He's even bigger than you, dad!"

Goku laughed, "ya have no idea, kiddo."

"H-hi! I'm Cheelai, this is Lemo, and this is Turles." Cheelai covered Goku's slight.

It'd been ages since she'd last been around any children, not a lot of them in the Frieza force, thank
the gods, so she was a bit out of practice.

Gohan politely bowed and introduced himself, knowing fully well that his mother would manifest
and scold him if he was anything but polite. He was too focused on Raditz being there to even give
Turles a second glance, despite having bumped heads all those years ago.

Meanwhile, Goku looked at Broly, "ya ok?"

Broly was petrified of hurting Goten by accident but he was still in control, so he just nodded.

"I suggest we go inside now." Vegeta made his way inside, with Trunks hot on his heels, passing
by Gohan and harrumphing.

Everyone followed suit, Broly having to almost squat to make it through the door with Goten on
his shoulder.

New smells hit the Saiyans as they entered the big house. While walking through the corridor,
Bardock slid up to Goku, "I gotta say, cub, ya made a very fine brat." Here he looked back at
Gohan closing the door behind them and following them at a distance.

"Now, baba, remember, humans dun do that with blood relations, and he's half human and raised
here. Dun freak him out."

"When are ya gonna stop calling me that? Yer way too old to be using that term." Bardock
sidestepped the conversation.

"Well , I just… Never got the chance as a cub, so… Do ya mind it?"

The scarred Saiyan huffed. "I'll allow it, but don't make a habit of calling me that all the time. It
makes me think yer in trouble." Bardock patted Goku's back a bit too strongly, making his cub
almost fall flat on his face.

Goku recovered and smiled, and slung his arm around his center, "ya old softie."

Bardock gave a 'TCH', but didn't actually deny it.

After leaving their bags in a big closet, they all reached the main living room where several people
were gathered. Goku recognized some of them as his friends and fighting comrades.

"Tien! Yamcha! How are ya guys?" He stepped ahead of the group and met his friends.

"Hey, Goku! Vegeta." Yamcha greeted.

"Goku, Vegeta." Tien said stiffly. After all these years, there was still animosity between the
Prince and the half human. Their relationship was, thankfully, mostly restricted to them tossing
verbal roasts at each other nowadays.

And both were fine with that. They loved to hate each other.
 A Bump in the Road
Chapter Notes

I apologize to any Chichi or Gochi lovers :( Chichi is not very nice in this fic. She just
came out that way. There won't be any Chichi bashing, but she will get put in her
place.

I see Chichi as a very traditional, narrow minded person. That doesn't make her evil or
even a bad person. But for the sake of there being a good balance in the story, Chichi
will kind of be a bitch at times :/ Sorry. She means well, but sometimes her good
intentions come out as irritating.

I hope I don't scare you away. ORZ

Goku finished greeting and introducing his old friends; Oolong, Turtle, and Master Roshi were also
there.

All of them gaped while looking between Goku and Bardock. It didn't help when Turles slid over
just to mess with them.

Master Roshi even asked Turtle if he'd only had three beers so far, just to be sure.

Toma, meanwhile, was taking the chance to connect a bit more with Goten and Trunks, having
missed being around Saiyan cubs for so long.

He was astounded when both of them replied 'yes' to being asked about having reached Super
Saiyan. His ego was a bit bruised when Trunks pretentiously added, 'what, like it's hard?' to the
inquiry.

"Hey, guys? Where's Krillin?" Goku asked. He could smell that the small monk had been inside
but couldn't see him anywhere.

"He should be outside with Eighteen and Maron. Maron wanted to run in the garden." Roshi
replied.

"Well, I'd better say hi t' him. It's been a while. So much has happened." Goku chortled and left the
group to find his best friend.

As he made his way closer to the outside, a few smells stood out among all the other scents of the
people there. There was Beerus and Whis' scent. Another belonged to Bulma, obviously, and Videl
was also here. Others were Eighteen, Maron and Bulla, aside from Krillin's own scent.
A particular smell wafted inside his nostrils. A flowery scent from a perfume that belonged to-

Awwww, HELL noooooo. Using high speed, he rushed inside and found Vegeta.

"Vegeta, we may have a problem."

Vegeta just looked at him. "Kakarot, the buffet will be here, do not worry."

"No, no, no. Not that, Chichi's here!"

Vegeta swore in Saiya-go, plus the good ol' Earthian, "FUCK!!!"

He then located Bulma's ki among all the other energy signals and headed towards it, determined
to get an explanation for the harpy's presence.

Raditz looked at his brother's despairing form. "Okay, what did I miss?" He asked.

"Well, it seems my former Earth mate is here, and she was never… Very approving of Saiyans and
Saiyan culture as a whole. She thinks fighting is a waste of time and that children should all study
to become successful instead of fighting."

"...Why the fuck did she mate with ya then?!" Raditz looked very confused.

"Well, we didn't know I was a Saiyan when we got married, and I guess she thought I'd conform to
human standards."

"Surely, she must've known ya were a fighter, all Saiyans fight in some amount or another."

"Yes, we even decided t' get married at a fighting tournament where we fought each other. She was
a fighter too, but after we got married, she just suddenly started t’ hate it and look down on it.
Always goin’ on about how important education was."

Raditz was trying very hard not to call his brother's ex-mate some unflattering names.
Turles all of a sudden came in between them, "so what's happening here?"

"Behave, Turles." Vegeta huffed as he seemingly magically appeared.

Turles raised his hands in a defensive way, "I haven't done anything."

"Yet. I know you itch to cause more drama than there already is." Vegeta frowned at the pirate.

"ANYWAY," Vegeta turned towards Goku, "apparently the reason for the harpy being here at MY
mating ceremony, is because she caught wind of it, and insisted on being there to 'lessen the Saiyan
influence on the kids.'

Goku winced, he could only imagine if Bardock and Chichi bumped into one another, or even
worse, if she started going off on Broly.

Goku grabbed Vegeta's arm, "I'm so sorry about Chichi, but we need t' keep her away from
Broly!"

Vegeta paled, no doubt imagining the explosion it could lead to.

"If she finds out I'm with Broly, all Hell will break loose."

"Yes." Vegeta agreed. He turned to see Broly mesmerized with the cubs, while Toma made some
silly faces to make them laugh.

Vegeta headed towards Bardock who stood nearby looking fondly at Toma. He briefly explained
the situation, and how Chichi looked.

Bardock nodded before he slid over and pulled Toma away to brief him. Broly kept playing
'climbing wall' for the cubs who delighted in his tall stature, hanging off him like baby monkeys.

Vegeta returned to Goku. "Alright, the pack is updated, and if push comes to shove, one of us grabs
the harpy and the other Broly and I.T. away."
Goku nodded, glad to at least have a plan in place. "Ok, Imma go meet her outside, hopefully, if
she yells enough at me, she'll be calmer if she hears about Broly." About to head outside, he was
interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Hey, Goku!"

"Krillin!" Goku grabbed the monk's hand and hugged him. "How are ya?"

"Oh, you know. Family man, police officer. I absolutely love my life."

"Hahahaha! I bet!" Goku said with joy.

"What about you? Hey, Vegeta!" Krillin took the other Saiyans in and visibly tensed when he saw
Raditz, and then let out a gasp when he saw Turles.

"Wha?" Goku followed his friend's gaze, "oh! Long story short, they're part of the pack now."

"P-pack?" Krillin stuttered.

"Uh, yeah. Turns out Saiyans live in packs." Goku scratched the back of his head. He was not
looking forward to explaining more about Saiyans to everyone individually. That would just be
exhausting. "So, the way things turned out, Raditz and Turles are the good guys now." Goku
looked pleadingly to his friend.

Krillin studied Goku's face and relaxed his stance. He cleared his throat, "well, as long as there's no
funny business, and they BEHAVE, unlike last time they were here…"

Turles scoffed, "I don't have any Seed of Might to plant on this planet," he shrugged, "so besides
stirring up the shit, I won't do you any harm."

"Stirring- TURLES!" Vegeta roared at the Saiyan.

"Take a joke, Prince!" Turles lifted his hands.

"And what about you, mister?" Krillin rubbed the cheek where Raditz had swatted him with his
tail.

"Any friend of Vegeta's is a friend of mine." Here, Raditz leaned down all the way until his face
was level with Krillin's. "Are ya his friend?"

"Certainly not." Vegeta scoffed. "I only tolerate these fools for Kakarot's sake."

Goku just rolled his eyes, "yes, yes, Prince Tsundere." Goku had laughed himself silly when
Bulma had explained that term after he'd seen the name she'd given Vegeta in her contacts list.

"Again with that word! What does it mean?!" Vegeta shoved his fist in Goku's chest.

Goku bit his lip, not about to cause Mount Vegeta to erupt. "Ask Bulma." He snorted.

"I tried but she just laughed and told me to go 'gaggle it' or something."

Krillin, trying very hard to keep a straight face, asked, "do you mean 'google'?"

"Gaggle, google, whatever!" Vegeta couldn't help but blush, embarrassed at not knowing all these
Earthian terms.

"Anyways, I was on my way to see Chichi," Goku explained to Krillin.

"Oh, boy. That's gonna be a tough one, buddy." Krillin gave Goku a friendly pat on his arm.

Goku nodded solemnly. And with the air of a man on death row, he headed outside.

Krillin added, "alas, I knew him well."

Raditz looked a bit nervous, "is she that strong? I thought she was just a human? No offence." He
aimed the last part at Krillin.

Vegeta shook his head. "No, she's stronger than an average human, but still no match for Kakarot,
and that is her strength."

"Huh?" Raditz was confused.

"Because she has no strength, Goku's gonna be very hesitant to defend himself, because no matter
how you slice it, if he shows anger towards her, he'll look like a bully." Krillin explained. "If she'd
been strong enough they could've fought over it, but since that's not the case he usually has to give
in to not come across as too dominating."

Raditz snorted, "Kakarot? Dominating? HA! He's a total sub. And he loves it."

Krillin looked a bit unsure how to take that. Vegeta elbowed his mate in the ribs as reminder of
how human culture felt about blood relations.

Krillin decided to ignore what Raditz said and carried on, "laugh if you will, but it's a matter of
image. If he seemingly forces her, she'll look like the victim, even if he's right in what he says or
completely justified to disagree with her."

"You humans are so strange." Raditz scratched the back of his head.

Vegeta nodded, "that is what happens when you have split gender races."

Krillin looked at Vegeta with a puzzled face but decided to leave that question for another time.
"Well, I better go see how Goku is doing." The small monk made his way outside.

Raditz turned to Vegeta, "shouldn't we go too?" His big brother instinct having kicked in full force.

Vegeta shot that notion down fast, "considering that you kidnapped her oldest cub, I do not think
your presence would be helping him."
"Oh, right." Raditz shuffled his feet.

Turles chuckled, "well, I don't know about you two, but I do NOT want to miss this." He sauntered
towards the exit, swishing his hips and tail from side to side, catching a few party-goers' attention.
His tight attire didn't leave much to the imagination either.

Vegeta shook his head.

"So what's the verdict?" Bardock asked as he joined the Prince and Raditz.

"Kakarot went to confront his ex-mate." Vegeta shrugged. "I honestly do not want to be a part of
that mess."

"Ooo~ As his carrier, I need to be present in any confrontation…" Bardock rubbed his hands and
left towards the garden.

"Tch! You just want to watch!" Vegeta scoffed. Clearly, Turles' need for drama had come from
Bardock's DNA somehow.

"Hey, 'Dock! Wait!" Raditz, not wanting to miss out on an opportunity to stand up for his younger
brother, left after his carrier.

"Raditz! I just said- Oh, never mind!" Vegeta picked his battles and this was clearly a lost cause.

Goku made his way through the attendees with one goal in mind; getting this over with before
Vegeta and Raditz's special day and Broly's newfound confidence in himself got ruined.

He spotted the black haired woman sitting at a table, avidly conversing with a distressed looking
Videl, holding a baby Pan.
"Look, I know you both still like fighting for some reason, but it's not proper for Pan to learn it,
you should think about the example you're setting." Goku heard Chichi rebuking his daughter-in-
law.

The young Saiyan sighed. Here goes nothin'.

Before he could say anything, Videl spotted him, eyes going wide in relief, "Goku! Glad you could
join us."

Chichi whirled around and spotted her ex-husband. "So, you finally decided to grace us with your
presence."

Goku inhaled, "well Chichi, unlike you, I was invited."

Videl bit her lip fighting a smile, determined not to drag Chichi's attention back on her and her
abilities, or supposed lack thereof, as a mother.

Chichi almost fumed. She stood up from her chair, going up to her full height, which didn't do
much next to Goku, and placed her hands on her hips, a very 'Chichi' move for when shit hit the
fan.

"And unlike you, somebody has to keep an eye for any bad influence on our children! Or have you
forgotten you even have them?"

Goku's eyes narrowed, "I've never forgotten! I trained 'til my bones ached so they would be safe
and free, not that ya ever cared about that. Ya'd have seen us all blown up as long as they came
home with 'A' pluses. But that's not why I'm here."

"Oh? And what are you here for then, mister?"

"I'm here to tell ya that just because ya forced yer way into Vegeta's weddin' party dun mean that
ya causin' a scene will be accepted. I'll I.T. ya out myself if it comes t' that."

"Wedding!" Chichi scoffed, "it's a travesty, is what it is!"

"Yes, Chichi weddin'. This is somethin' Vegeta has waited for since before we knew him, and I
ain't gonna let ya ruin it. Neither will Bulma for that matter. And HE didn't drag his partner up the
aisle. So show some respect for their union." Goku finished.

Chichi scoffed, "respect?! You think what Bulma and Vegeta are doing is respectful to the tradition
of marriage? Marriage is between TWO people."

"Well Saiyan marriage is not, and just because ya have an idea about what marriage is, dun mean
everyone has the same idea."

"If they are on this planet then they better respect OUR traditions." Chichi countered.

"No, Chichi, I'm not surprised about yer inability t' respect anythin' ya dun understand, but we're
not human, simple as that."

"Inability? It's wrong, simple as that!" Chichi started.

"Yes, inability, I should know, because that's our whole marriage in a nutshell." Goku tried to rein
in his temper.

"If you'd just been more normal-"

Goku interrupted her, nearing the end of his rope. "No! I couldna been normal, Chichi. Because
when ya say normal, ya actually mean 'human' but let me ask ya this, Chichi, why couldn't ya just
have been more 'Saiyan'?"

Chichi gaped, "because, because I'm not-"

"Saiyan? No, yer not, and I'm not human, and neither are our cubs one hundred percent. If ya hate
me and my blood, ya hate fifty percent of them. But unlike you, I tried t' give them the choice t'
figure out where they'd land on the line between our races."
Before Chichi could say anything Goku turned to Videl. "Anyway, it was nice seeing ya, Videl.
Pan has gotten bigger, hasn't she?" Goku walked over to his daughter in law and kissed Pan's
forehead, "a heads up, one of the Saiyans loves cubs, he'll be all over Pan when he sees her. He is
her great grandfather after all."

Videl smiled, "she has, hasn't she? And thanks for the heads up. Good to see you again, Goku."
She kissed his cheek and Goku patted Pan's small head.

As Goku turned around he saw that his discussion with Chichi had gathered quite a crowd.
 A Different Crowd
Chapter Notes

Friendly reminder, a degree on Vegetasei equals to two hours on Earth.

"Sorry ya guys had t' see that." Goku scratched the back of his head, "please enjoy yourselves at the
party and have fun." The Saiyan made himself scarce, embarrassed about having all his friends and
strangers witness his tussle with his ex wife. Maybe it was time to say hello to the others. Beerus
and Whis must be here somewhere…

"Hey, Kakarot!" Turles called after Goku's retreating form. He caught up and threw an arm around
his lookalike. "That was hot, seeing you be so assertive~ Also, that's some feisty ex-mate you got
there, shame she hates our race. I would love to break her in, if you know what I mean."

Goku gave Turles a deadpan look, "she'd be breaking YOU in, but I think ya'd like that."

Turles guffawed. "Win-win!"

"What are ya talking about, Turles? Ya haven't been here for a degree and yer already checking up
on Kakarot's ex-mate?" Raditz caught up with the two as he shook his head.

Bardock also joined the small group.

"Honestly, it might work. She'd be scary with a whip." Goku commented. "Of course, she'd also
expect ya t' get a steady job, five days outta seven, doin' the same thing over and over, sex maybe
every other Saturday, and of course, dress presentable and-"

"Ok, ok, stop! No way in Hell." Turles said, shuddering all over by the thought alone.

"Not t' mention she ain't got a dick." Goku added.

The group stopped in shock, "WHAT?"

"Yup. Females of this race dun have dicks, just breeders, while the males only have a dick and no
breeders instead."

Trying to wrap their heads around humans being another one of the sexually limited species, none
of the other Saiyans spoke for a good while. Goku hadn't really ever talked about humans and their
biology in depth with them. Neither had Vegeta.

"Where are ya heading to, brat?" The Commander asked.

"I'm on my way t' see Whis and Beerus." Goku commented offhandedly.

"Wait, someone named their kid Beerus?" Raditz wanted to know.

"Whaddaya mean?" Goku asked confused.

"He's the legendary destroyer god in Saiyan lore, but no one would name their kid after him. Does
it refer to something else among humans?" Bardock asked.

"Umm, no. I meant THE Beerus, there's only one. He showed up wantin' t' fight a Super Saiyan god
a while ago. He'd slept for almost forty years before that. I had t' go into Super Saiyan God form
just t' have a chance." Goku scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. "Since then he's been
stayin' here. Whis, his angel, really likes the food here, Beerus too."

He looked at the gaping faces of the other warriors.

Turles stopped in his tracks, "You mean-"

Raditz continued, "we're meeting-"

"THE DESTROYER GOD?!" They all shouted.

"If ya want to." Goku said, oblivious to why it was such a big deal. "Word of advice, he has a bit of
a temper, has blown up planets for minor things, so please dun agitate him."

"NO, NO, HANG ON! Ya know a God?!" Bardock nearly screamed.

"Yes, I mean, I also know the East, West, South, and North Kais, the Supreme Kai, the Grand Kai,
not to mention Beerus' siblings and their angels..."

Goku trailed off as they just stared at him, all of them having been dead, and as such, knew of the
Kais.

"And then Vegeta and I trained with Whis and-"

"Stop, stop, please, I can't take this!" Bardock interrupted. "I'm too old for this shit!"

Raditz couldn't help himself, "thought ya were in yer prime, 'Dock."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, cub. I can still put ya over my knee. I'll meet him, and then get roaring
drunk somehow!" Bardock said out loud.

Goku laughed nervously, already picturing images of drunken Saiyans among the group of poor
unsuspecting humans. He just hoped they wouldn't say anything about their 'more private'
activities.

They reached the two celestial creatures and Goku greeted them, "hey Whis, hi Beerus. Good t' see
ya two made it."

"Oh, we wouldn't miss it for the world! I heard Bulma went all out to make this one spectacular
party." Whis said joyfully.

Beerus, who was eating pudding in large amounts in his lounge chair, barely lifted his head to
acknowledge Goku.

Three Saiyans stood stiff as ice at the informal way Goku saluted the god and angel.
"Don't mind him, he's just a bit sleepy and cranky," Whis said to Goku, noticing him looking at
Beerus.

"Ahh, I see." Goku said understanding. "Uh, I'd like ya t' meet part of my circle, and… Turles, a
pack member."

"Charmed." Whis said to the group.

The Saiyans all bowed in respect, not daring to say anything.

"I think they're a bit spooked of Beerus, dun take it the wrong way." Goku chuckled.

"Oh, not at all. Meeting a destroyer god can be quite daunting. Happens often whenever we go
somewhere, so we're used to it. It's been so interesting being here on Earth for the same reason."
Whis replied.

"Anyway, we should get back t' Vegeta and the party. Have fun you two!" Goku smiled and
headed back to the main party.

"You too~" Whis called.

The Saiyans followed, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

"Goku." Beerus' voice came suddenly.

Everyone except Goku and Whis froze on the spot.

"Yes?" Goku turned around.

"The Saiyan from before, Broly, can he fight now?"

The air was thick with tension but Goku managed to answer, "no, he still has control problems. But
he's gettin' better!" The Earth Saiyan ALMOST mentioned that Broly could now fuck him in Super
Saiyan form without losing control of his mind and remembering what had happened during his
transformation, but stopped himself just in time.

"I see." Was all Beerus said before going back to devouring the puddings.

The pack left and everyone but Goku nearly collapsed when out of sight from the two celestials.

"There you all are!" Toma neared the group along with Broly and Gohan. The cubs had apparently
gotten tired of playing with them and had headed off to cause mischief somewhere else.

Toma looked at the scared shitlless looking group, minus Goku. "What happened to you guys?"

"W-we…" Raditz couldn't even talk.

Bardock took a deep breath and said, "we just met Beerus, the destroyer god. Along with his angel,
Whis."

Silence followed that confession.

Toma's brain finally registered what had been said. "Wh- WHAT?! HOW?! WHAT??!!"

"Oohh, yeah, they're stayin' here on Earth for the time bein'." Goku dropped casually as you please.

Toma turned white as a sheet, and his tail doubled in size. "You actually met him?!"

Gohan chuckled, "I guess you guys run with a different crowd?"

"Ya could say that." Raditz croaked out. Goddess, Raditz had thought breaching Broly would be
the scariest thing ever, but this, THIS!
"Vegeta and I even trained with Whis on Beerus' planet." Goku kept going, uncaring about the
pack having simultaneous heart attacks.

"Wait until they hear about Grand Zeno." Gohan dropped.

Goku snapped his fingers, "ohhh, yeah! Forgot about him, ya see-"

"FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODDESS, STOP!" Bardock yelled. His heart could only take so
much. "I don't wanna know!"

"I need booze." Toma rubbed his forehead.

"Speaking of, I smell food coming this way." Turles sniffed the air.

"I'm not sure my stomach can handle that right now." Came from Raditz. "Can I have a tic-toc?"

"Tic-tac," Goku corrected, "and about that, I only said they calm ya down t' get ya t' calm down.
They're only breath fresheners." Goku tapped his two index fingers together, while Raditz
processed that.

"...Well fuck!" Was all Raditz could find to say. "Then give me some booze, too."

"Hey, you guys!" A cheerful voice came over from behind the group and they turned around to
meet a happy looking Bulma holding little Bulla.

"There you are. Been looking all over for you. Whoa, what happened to you?" She asked, seeing
the shaken state of most of the Saiyans.

"Well they're not used to meeting gods and angels, so it seems to have been a bit much." Gohan
responded.

"Ahh, I see. Beerus isn't all that scary once you get to know him. He even babysat Bulla one time.
Anyways, there's food if you can stomach it, human alcohol, and some absinthe, and desserts, no
chocolate-ones though, you can guess why. Your buffet table is down at the back of the garden.
Kami knows no human would stand a chance with you lot at the main buffet. So you get your own
special table."

Turles shook his head a bit, "I for one, believe food is a good way to distract us from what just
happened.

"But nothin' happened." Goku said confused.

"SHHH! You SHHH!" Was all Bardock said to his youngest brat.

Toma agreed with the pirate, "yeah, I'm up for a nice big meal. Can't say the same for you two."
He looked at his still shaken brat and mate. He then turned to the blue haired woman to ask about
the little package she was carrying.

"Awww, is that..? " He asked Bulma.

Bulma smiled brightly, "yes, this is mine and Vegeta's youngest. Meet Princess Bulla." She
proudly said.

"She's adorable!" Toma said, flickering the little tuft of hair on Bulla's head. He made cooing
noises that made Bardock relax a bit, seeing his mate be so stricken with all the cubs. He would
have to tell Toma what he had said before his mate transformed into Oozaru.

Broly walked to his mate and hugged him, happy to be together again, even if Goku didn't leave for
too long. His tail slipped around Goku's, looking for comfort.

Goku hugged him back, "how are ya doin'?"

Broly nodded, the cubs had been strange to be around at first, so small and loud, and so very
breakable with one wrong move. But he'd grown more relaxed as they played on him.

Gohan watched the affection that poured off them in waves. He had never seen his father this
happy with his mom. He was still a bit put off that Goku would choose a male partner, it did come
off as a big surprise to him, but if Goku was happy, then that was all that mattered. Besides, it
seemed like only male Saiyans had survived for some reason, unless…
"Dad? Did you use the Dragon Balls to bring the other Saiyans back?" Gohan asked.

"Well, yes, but only Toma, Bardock and Raditz here. Turles survived our battle and Broly was
off Vegetasei when it got destroyed, as you already knew. We haven't brought back Gine yet
though. He's next on the wish list as soon as the Dragon Balls are ready t' use."

"Who's Gine?"

"Gine is my third parent and in human terms, my dad. But even if we hadn't been blood related,
since he was Bardock's mate that woulda automatically made me his cub, which is the case with
Toma. He's my parent too, even if we're not blood related."

Gohan looked very confused, "so you have three parents?"

Goku nodded, "yeah, any mate of my parents becomes my parent. But ya dun mate lightly so there
is a limit t' how many parents ya'll end up with. That's how it works with Saiyans."

Gohan still looked confused, "but if those are your parents, then there must be another one, right?
A female?"

The silence hung heavy.

"Actually son, the thing is, among Saiyans… There ain't no females like ya know them. Or males
for that matter."

"…What?"

Goku looked flummoxed. "See, Saiyans ain't divided into two genders like humans, where one
sires and one carries. Full blooded Saiyans can do both."

"What are you saying? This is…"

"He's saying we have a dick AND a cunt." Bardock interrupted, tired of waiting and wanting some
booze NOW.

Bulma chuckled at Bardock's no-nonsense approach to informing Gohan about Saiyan anatomy.

"I'll be more than glad to show you what Bardy means. We could have a lot of fun now that you
are of age~" Turles purred next to Gohan's ear, having returned with his plate of food along with
Toma.

Goku shooed the pirate off, not needing this right now. Gohan, however, was left reeling at Turles'
invitation, but he buried that dark part of himself deep down before it could rear its ugly head. It
wouldn't do to have his dad and the others find out that the innocent, nerdy boy had a secret side to
him. One Gohan tried desperately to suppress. It was enough that Vegeta had caught him that one
time. Hopefully, the Prince was still keeping his word to not tell another soul...

"What I'm sayin' is, that this is my mother and yer grandmother t' put it in human terms." Goku
gestured towards Bardock.

The demi Saiyan almost didn't catch that last bit, being distracted by his inner thoughts. Then it
registered. One could almost hear the gears turn in Gohan's head and then the sound of them
grinding to a halt.

"Bulma? Where did you say the drinks were?" Gohan asked weakly.

"Table near the end of garden. Along with the rest of the food. I included a selection of raw meat
for you guys, too. Just 'fyi'." She replied.

"Okay, thanks…" Gohan turned around and walked off.

 Tien Takes a Stand
Chapter Notes

Apologies to Yamcha lovers :( But a balance needs to be had, so not everyone can be
supportive. That would be too perfect and life is far from perfect ^^;

But things will work out, no worries!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"Well, that went well," was all Toma could say.

Goku sighed and sat down at a table nearby, placing his face in his hands. Broly followed his
mate's example and pulled up a chair for himself.

"Damn, I wish there was an easy way t' say it, but how do ya drop somethin' like that?" Goku
mumbled.

"I still don't see the big deal," Raditz commented.

Bulma picked up from there, "we humans have grown to put a lot of our identity into what gender
we are; different expectations for each gender, different clothes, even different careers, sadly. And
so many times, especially males like Gohan sees himself, are unable to figure out how to be around
those who don't fall into one of those categories. There are people that identify as other genders
completely, and people who are attracted to different genders. There are gender fluid people, non
binary people, trans people, ace people, demi people…" Bulma started naming them down.

"Umm, Bulma?" Goku interrupted.

She looked at the confused Saiyans. "Ahh, sorry, those are sexual orientations and gender
identities among humans."

"Gods…" Bardock shook his head and walked in the direction Gohan went, to get himself a bottle
of that human alcohol they tried the other day. "I'm too sober for this, later." He said and
disappeared among the crowd, almost bumping into the Prince as Vegeta made his way to the
group.
Vegeta stared after Bardock with a raised eyebrow, then turned to the rest. "What is his problem?
Woman, are you harassing my pack?"

"I AM NOT!" Bulma viciously replied. "I need to check up on the guests, here." She handed Bulla
over to Vegeta, and headed off, leaving the Prince with his daughter and unsteady pack.

Vegeta looked at Bulma's retreating form, then at Bulla. Bulla smiled and made cooing sounds,
reaching out with her tiny hands towards Vegeta's face. Vegeta's tail curled around his waist.

Toma saw his opportunity, seeing his Prince in a state of distress.

"May I hold her?" He asked carefully.

Vegeta stared at the cub crazy Saiyan and figured why not.

Carefully he handed Bulla over, both Saiyans acting like she was made of glass.

"This is not a full Saiyan cub, you must keep the head supported at all times when lying her down,
understood?"

Toma nodded, enraptured by Bulla, it'd been so long since he'd held a cub this young.

Raditz couldn't help but remember 'Dock's stories about when Toma had carried a baby Raditz
around, no matter how much he screamed, Toma had always been there, lack of sleep or not.
Which was good, 'Dock said, because then Gine and himself could get some rest.

Toma was an old sap, Raditz concluded.

"She's beautiful, my Prince," Toma said, rubbing his nose against the Princess'.

Vegeta nodded, "I must say, Toma, I am surprised you are not all over your fourth circle cub."

"HUH? My what?!"
"Gohan has a cub, did you not know?" Vegeta asked.

"HE DOES?!"

Bulla fussed at the sudden volume and Toma started shushing and mumbling baby talk to her, to
calm her again.

Turles watched as Toma and Vegeta conversed. He took a seat next to Goku and grabbed a giant
drumstick, biting into it and moaning so loud a few guests turned to look at him.

Goku shook his head and laughed a little. "I think I should get somethin' t' eat too. Seein’ the food
actually made me hungry."

"And this is SOOOO GOOOOD~" Turles swallowed his bite and proceeded to stuff his face with
the various items on his plate.

"Try it with barbecue sauce, it's even better then." Goku advised as he got up to fetch some food,
passing a bottle of sauce that was in the center of the table next to other condiments. "Coming,
Broly?"

The large Saiyan got up from the table, nodding, and followed Goku to their buffet.

On their way to the Saiyan buffet table, Goku passed his friends and decided he would spend some
time with them after serving himself a platter, maybe get them to warm up to Broly as well.

He quickly piled up his dish with various meats and vegetables and bread roles, as Broly did the
same, and they headed towards the table his comrades were seated at.

"Got room for two more?"

"Always for you, Goku!" Yamcha pulled out a chair and Goku sat down. "And your friend?"
"Oh, about that… Broly's my mate."

"Oh, you mean like a fighting partner, or teammate? Cool!" Yamcha commented.

Tien shook his head, "I think he means 'mate' as in 'love partner', Yamcha."

Yamcha looked at Tien, then at Goku, then at Broly, and barked out in laughter. "Yeah, right. The
day Goku turns gay on us."

Goku sighed and grabbed a piece of meat, suddenly not so hungry as he was before.

"So how long have you two been together?" Oolong asked.

"Oh, since the beginnin' of this year." Goku replied.

"Ha, I always knew you'd bat for the other team." The pig snorted.

"How?" Goku asked out of curiosity.

"The only reason you didn't turn pervy under master Roshi's tutelage, of course." Oolong
explained.

"Wait- You guys aren't serious… Wha- Goku is NOT gay, you guys. How can he be?" Yamcha
denied.

"About that…" Goku began, "relationships work a bit differently for Saiyans. Broly and I are IN a
relationship together. We might even have cubs one day." Goku took a tiny bite out of a steak.

"You mean kids? How?! You're both-"

"Yamcha, let's just leave it at us being aliens, and move on. I dun ask about yer partners, right?"
"Well yeah, because my partners have always been girls!"

"Yamcha, calm down." Tien placed a strong hand on his friend's shoulder. "Goku's choice in
partner doesn't concern us. He's still the same guy we've known for so many years, and that's not
about to change only because he's found happiness." Tien turned to Goku and asked in a no-
nonsense voice, "Are you happy?"

Goku's breath hitched, "I've never been happier in my life. Except when I had Gohan and I met
Goten for the first time."

"Then that's all that matters. Case. Closed." Tien looked pointedly at Yamcha almost daring him to
say something.

The ex thief frowned and pouted, and continued eating his meal in silence.

Broly was confused, having never been introduced to any type of prejudice before, he was unsure
what was going on.

Goku's tail curled around his own and he calmed down. He concluded he'd not done something
wrong by accident.

Master Roshi remained silent, studying his pupils. Goku seemed to radiate joy just from being
around this partner of his, and he'd seen the besotted way Broly would look at Goku.

Truthfully he'd never seen Goku or Chichi act that way around each other, well, maybe at the
tournament where they'd gotten engaged. He wondered what had happened to flip Chichi's
priorities so much, but there'd been little he could do to help.

Maybe this new relationship Goku had would help his prized pupil to better himself in ways he
couldn't do with his previous partnership. At least this time it'd be someone who'd understand him
better, and had more in common just by being another Saiyan. He'd have to keep an eye on
Yamcha as the party went on though, even if only to avoid Vegeta dusting him for making a scene.

The group continued making small talk, they exchanged stories on both sides, laughed at some,
frowned at others, and so on until the sky started darkening. Lanterns hanging over them
automatically turned on and the ambient music came to a halt.

Goku looked up to see Bulma on a podium, testing a microphone.

"Testing, testing." Bulma's voice was multiplied by the electronic device. The hustle and bustle
quieted down until only Bulma's voice could be heard.

"Welcome, everyone, to this special gathering. As you all know, this party is to celebrate my
husband's union with his- Dare I say it, childhood sweetheart," Vegeta’s tail bristled at those words,
"hence, my union with him as well. Come over here, you two!"

The Prince groaned and Raditz had to basically drag him all the way up to the platform.

Whispers rose up from the crowd as the two Saiyans made their way across the large patio,
zigzagging to avoid chairs and tables.

They stepped on the small stage, Raditz happy to be in the spotlight and bask in the public's
admiration, and Vegeta wanting to Galick Gun all the guests so he wouldn't have to go through
with this introduction.

"Now, many of you are familiar with my husband," Bulma continued as she motioned at Vegeta's
general direction, "grumpy, hotheaded, antisocial…" The blue haired woman lowered her voice
comically in a mock attempt to sound like Vegeta's gruff voice. The guests shared a short laugh.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and was stopped by Raditz as he attempted to leave.

"But he has his good things too! Dedicated, strong, caring, even if he tries to hide it, and oh! Is he
good in bed~"

The guests laughed and giggled at that last part.

"WOMAN!" Vegeta squealed at her.

"And then we have Raditz. True, he was the bad guy at some point, but he was only grouchy
because he wanted his brother, Earth's savior, to join him." Here, Bulma pointed towards Goku,
"come on, Goku, stand up so we can all see you."

Goku pressed into his chair, trying to duck underneath the table until Krillin and Oolong pulled
him up.
"Everyone, give this man a round of applause!" Bulma instructed.

Everyone clapped, Goku's closer friends even whistled and shouted. Goku noticed that Yamcha
barely clapped his hands once or twice and continued sulking. The young Saiyan frowned, more
concerned about what could be going through Yamcha's head than the cheers of the people
surrounding him. With a sigh, he sat back down.

"Son Goku is our true hero, sorry Videl." Bulma waved apologetically at her.

The short haired woman just snorted and waved back. She knew about her father's stolen glory and
more than once, she'd felt bad about taking away Goku's thunder. But Hercule did redeem himself
by sharing his fortune with the Son family. It was the least he could do.

"But I digress. Raditz came all the way from the outer reaches of space to find his baby brother, if
that isn't the sweetest, most heartfelt thing I've ever heard, I don't know what is. Raditz even left
his flame's side to go in search for his brother. He searched high and low-"

"Bulma." Vegeta said in a warning tone.

"Oops, sorry. Anyways, when Raditz came to Earth, he acted really tough and mean, but it was all
a front. He wanted to impress his baby brother, didn't you?" Bulma winked at Raditz and the tall
Saiyan blushed as he scratched the back of his head.

"They had their skirmish, and things went south." Bulma paused for effect." BUT, he's here now,
he made nice with his brother and after so many years, Raditz finally accepted to be Vegeta's mate.

"Now, let me ask you this; who am I to stop love?"

The crowd cheered.

"The torch Vegeta held for Raditz would not be put out by me, no sir! I support my husband. And
there's nothing like your first love, isn't there?"

A few people from the audience nodded and shouted in agreement.

 "So we've decided… To become the first married polyamorous threesome on Earth!"

The crowd cheered again, a few spectators stood up to applaud. Chichi scoffed at the thought. Still
stuck in her old ways and not willing to change her ideals, she only squinted at Videl when the
younger woman cheered Bulma and her partners.

"Thank you, thank you. I appreciate your support." Bulma said through the mic.

When the crowd calmed down, she continued, "I mean- Can you blame me? JUST LOOK AT
THEM? Who wouldn't want to have these two dreamboats in their bed?!"

Vegeta started wondering if Bulma might've hit the wine a bit much before this, but kept trying to
look dignified despite the rather unusual situation. It was when Raditz started showing his body off
to the roaring crowd that Vegeta had had enough.

With one well placed stomp of his royal boot, Raditz stopped dead in his tracks and grabbed his
foot, wincing in pain, and Bulma giggled at their antics, but reined herself in.

"At seven PM, you are all invited, as long as you're eighteen or older," Bulma added in a hushed
tone and continued, "to join us in a luxury cruise where we'll celebrate our union!"

The guests roared again. Vegeta felt a headache creeping up and rubbed his temples.

"There will be flight crafts to take us all to my yacht. It's about half an hour away, so keep in mind
the time we'll be departing, seven PM." Bulma repeated and then walked from the podium,
followed by Raditz and Vegeta.

The music was turned back on and everyone went back to their previous activities.

Chapter End Notes

I realize polygamy might be officially recognized in some countries, but this is a

fictitious world XD So let's just say polygamy wasn't legal and Bulma, Raditz, and
Vegeta will be the first legal polygamous partnership.
[I'm pretty sure Bulma slipped a large bill or two to get the judges to legalize
polygamy XDDD]
 Designers and Models
Chapter Notes

There's a kind of OC here? I don't really do OC's but for the sake of there being more
supporting characters... And the OC is an odd and funny guy X3

I like to imagine this OC speaks like Gideon from Gravity Falls. It's just hilarious.
Google it if you haven't heard of him XD Then you'll get a better feel of how this OC
talks. If you want, ofc.

Goku slid back into the seat next to Broly. "Ya still doin' good?" He was concerned the loud noise
everyone was making would affect his volatile mate.

Broly nodded, "it's just all so new."

Goku nodded back and slid his tail down to intertwine with Broly's again.

After a while of eating and listening to Bulma's speech, Goku spoke again, "as Bulma said, we'll be
movin' the party t' another place later on, most will fly in machines but we'll just fly there
ourselves. There are rooms on the ship so we can find a room and get away from it all a bit, if ya
want." Goku said.

Broly nodded, relieved.

"I've been to one or two of Bulma's cruise parties, it's fun!"

"As long as I'm with you I will join." Broly replied.

Yamcha suddenly got up, "I'm sorry, I just-" And without another word he left.

"Yamcha!" Goku called.

"Leave him be." Tien suggested, "Yamcha has a lot of skeletons in his closet and only he can sort
them out."

"Did I do something wrong?" Broly asked.

"No, ya didn't! And neither did I. Some humans just have different ideas about certain things."
Goku said.

"He's right, Broly, you did nothing wrong, so don't worry. You should be having fun tonight."
Krillin said, trying to salvage the mood.

He could see why Goku and Broly made a good match, both had a strong air of innocence about
them, despite the well of power humming from their core.

"Anyway, Broly, tell me a bit about yourself, I don't know anything about you." Krillin asked to
get the conversation going.

"Well, it started on Vegetasei…" Broly began retelling his story, while Goku ate next to him.

Well into the story, a certain scientist approached their table with less than innocent intentions.

"Can I borrow you two for a second?" Bulma came up to Goku from behind. She placed a delicate
hand on Goku and Broly's shoulders.

"What's this about?" Goku asked.

"Oh, just a friend I want you Saiyans to meet." She said all too cheerfully.

Goku immediately knew she was up to no good, but since this was her night, he decided to indulge
her.
"Bulma…" He said in a 'this better not be anything weird' tone of voice.

"It's nothing harmful, I swear." She said.

"That leaves plenty other things, I'm not havin' sex with Broly again in front of ya!"

Here, Tien choked on his wine, coughing desperately. Oolong and Master Roshi laughed out loud,
while Krillin groaned, not at all surprised that Bulma would trick Goku into doing such lewd
things for her.

"That was ONE time! And it was for science!" She argued.

Tien gaped at both of them, "T.M.I., GUYS!!" He croaked out.

"Agreed," Krillin began. "We may support you, Goku, but details are best kept to oneself. You
don't hear me bragging about what I get up to with my wife."

"Ahh, sorry guys. It's no big deal among Saiyans, and I'm still adjustin' back to human culture.
Anyway, let's go." Goku said in a resigned voice. "Come on, Broly."

Bulma gave the group a not-so-apologetic smile. "Sorry, guys. Didn't mean to make you
uncomfortable, it was hot though!"

"BULMA!" Came the cry from the whole group, minus Broly. Even Master Roshi shouted at the
vulgar woman.

Broly rose up, like an obedient and well trained puppy, and they both said bye to the group and
followed Bulma, hand in hand.

Smiling like a cat who got the canary, Bulma led the way over to a remote terrace where the other
Saiyans were already standing. In the midst of them, a short, stout man with a weird hairdo and an
even weirder suit stood, and was chatting up a storm.

Bulma weaved herself through the crowd until she reached the group of aliens and that one small
man.

"Jean! I got them all." Bulma called out.

"Oh!" The short man clapped his hands together. "Fabulous, dearie, I can't tell you how stricken I
am with these wonderful samples you've brought me."

"Everyone, This is Jean de la Roca, a famous intimates fashion designer."

"Call me Jean, dearies, and ohh, myyy~" He caught sight of Broly. "Whoooo is this?!"

"I'm Broly." The large Saiyan said in his all too sweet voice.

"Ohh! Be still my heart, I don't know whether to tuck you in my coffee or strip you naked."

"He is a hot sweetheart." Bulma commented.

"Bulma, dearest, when you told me about this, I did not believe you, but you were right, you sassy
bitch. They're magnificent!"

Bardock huffed, "enough of this, what are we here for?"

"Of course! We are wasting time with all this chit-chat. Bulma has been telling me so much about
you I feel like I know all of you like I know my very best models."

"Models??!!! WOMAN! Is this more of that fashion nonsense?!"

The short man gave a hearty giggle, "baby's got spice!" He made claw movements with his hand
and 'mreowed' at Vegeta.

Goku snorted but tried to cover it up with a cough.

"Models? You mean like with the fashion show we gave you?" Turles asked Bulma.

Jean gasped, "you already had them model for you, you lucky cunt!"

"Hahahaha, I did! It was spectacular! Underwear, fetish gear, swimsuits, slutty outfits, you name it.
Poor Broly here kept tearing the outfits because he's such a big boy. I have the videos." She said in
a conspiratorial voice.

Jean gave a mix between a moan and a high pitch squeal, "and you just tell me this now?"

"Saved the best for last." Bulma winked.

"You naughty, naughty girl!! I could just kiss you! But I'll leave that for my boyfriend." Jean
reached out to pinch Bulma's cheeks.

"Umm, Bulma? How much did ya record?" Goku asked nervously.

Bulma smiled, "don't worry, you can't see the part where Broly fucked you hard enough to collapse
the stage afterwards, but I did get you tearing off your leotard."

"Ohh, sweet baby Jesus!!" Jean exclaimed.

"Indeed," Bulma said, "and it's all thanks to Goku here, he's my oldest friend and these are his
family and pack."

"Goku, my precious child." Jean walked to the Earth raised Saiyan and took his hand, "you have
done me the greatest indirect favor in my life."

Goku rubbed the back of his head, "glad t' help, umm, I dunno if Bulma told ya, but Broly is my
mate." Goku gestured towards the larger Saiyan.
"Mate? As in significant other?" Jean asked.

"Yep!" Bulma confirmed.

"Ohh, you lucky son of a bitch."

"HEY!" Bardock shouted, undignified.

"And that would be my carrier, Bardock, and next to him, Toma," Goku gestured towards them.
"Both are my parents."

"Ohh, I see the resemblance," Jean said. "I gotta say I first thought you guys were triplets! Ohh, the
places my mind went~"

"Umm, and this is my older brother, Raditz, next to Vegeta, but ya probably know this from the
earlier announcement."

Jean shuffled over to Toma and Bardock. "You do fiiiine work!"

Bardock preened, "indeed."

"Bulma has told me all about your anatomy and, let me tell you, it is fascinating!"

"And lastly we have Turles, whom I guess ya could call my carrier's twin." Goku finished off the
introduction.

Jean practically glowed. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you all. Bulma, I cannot thank you enough
for this."

Bulma continued in a suggestive voice, "I even have a dick chart, guess the largest size there is
among them and who has it."
"Ohh, now you're just being cruel, darling!"

Bulma laughed. "We can play 'guess the size' later, but right now I think we should tell them why
we're all here."

"YES, indeed!" Jean clapped his hands together to emphasize.

The Saiyans looked at the small man expectantly.

"As you already know, I am a lingerie fashion designer, and I have been looking high and low for
'males', pardon my french, who are well built and willing to pose for the public. I heard you sinians
don't have qualms about public nudity."

"It's Saiyans , and no, we don't have qualms about nudity." Bardock hissed. "Being naked was the
default thing on our planet."

Jean, barely taking notice of the correction, continued with ill contained glee, "how would you all
like to be my next level in modeling? The pay is fantastic and you'll make a name for yourselves!"

Broly raised his hand.

"Yes, dear?" Jean said.

"What is 'lingerie'?"

Goku intervened because Jean looked like he was going to cry.

"Do ya remember at the show, when we wore those see through fabrics, in black, red, and white?"

Broly nodded, vaguely recalling it.

"That is lingerie." Goku explained.

"Oh, that!" Came from Bardock and Raditz, too.

Jean inhaled deeply and gave Bulma a small stink eye for not having been there to see it.

She smiled back, sweet as cyanide with an air that screamed 'suffer, bitch'.

Jean was about to carry on when Bardock asked, "why do we need pay? We have a whole planet
and animals to hunt."

Jean didn't know how to explain that one, so Bulma mercifully took over.

"Modeling is a high paying job if you get high enough, you guys might not need it so much, but I
can collect it for you guys, and you can spend it on stuff or food here from Earth. Things for the
cave, sweets, and such."

"Sweets?" Raditz perked up along with the others.

"Why yes, Earth has a HUGE variety of sweets, even you guys couldn't get through all of them in
one lifetime. And you need money to buy them, of course."

Most of the Saiyans figured that seemed more than acceptable.

Bulma turned towards Jean, "heads up, if you do a shoot with candy and such, they'll eat it before
the shoot begins. And DO NOT serve chocolate unless you want them popping boners."

Jean responded with glazed eyes, "duly noted~"

Bulma sighed, "so unfair, they can eat their weight in sweets and not gain an ounce."

"Truly?" Jean asked, eyes wide.

"And drinking too."

Jean groaned in jealousy.

"They don't even fucking age!" Bulma complained

"What?" Jean asked in disbelief.

"Bardock here is in his nineties, they don't physically age like we do, just look and feel young til
they die." She lamented.

"Are we done here?" Vegeta asked impatiently, "this is supposed to be mine and Raditz's
celebration."

"AND MINE." Bulma added.

"Indeed it is," Jean exclaimed, "so we're all in agreement? You'll pose for my designs, yes?"

"What do you actually do while posing, just walk in those suits?" Toma asked.

"Well yes, and do photo shoots, very easy. You wear the clothes and we take pictures of you in
them."

Bardock asked, "and ya get paid… For that? Walking and sitting?"

"Ohh, no! You have to be enticing, and make them look good while walking and wearing them.
You have to bring out the right vibe." Jean explained. "But we can teach you guys how later. For
now, party time! I'm going to get me some of that delicious Armand de Brignac."

The small man made his way to the server with a tray and grabbed a drink for
himself. Immediately, other guests approached him to make small talk.
Apparently, Jean de la Roca was a very famous fashion designer.
 Bardock's Moment

Gohan was having a deep conversation with Lemo, when Cheelai came back with a small plate of
desserts.

"Are you guys ready? We'll be leaving soon." The green woman commented.

Gohan chuckled, "you say that but you grab another plate of food?"

"Mmm! These are just so good!" Cheelai said in between bites.

"Trust me, the food will be just as good once we get on the yacht." Videl said.

"Not better than the food I prepare." Chichi huffed.

"You must be a very good cook then." Lemo interjected. "How have you applied this skill for the
benefit of others?"

"I- Well, I cook for my family, of course." Chichi flustered.

"So you are like their servant?" Cheelai asked.

The temperamental woman scoffed, "more like they depend on me to feed them."

"You know, Bardock told us that Saiyan babies were sent to far away planets where they needed to
fend for themselves, hunt their own food, and build their own shelter. I doubt your family depends
on you as much as you think they do." Lemo left it at that and continued finishing his meal.

"My children are not Saiyans! Human children need caring for many years."

"Speaking of Bardock." Cheelai paid Chichi no mind.

The scarred warrior and his mate neared the table where they were sitting at, and went directly to
Videl who had baby Pan in her arms.

"We understand you are Gohan's mate?" Bardock asked Videl.

"Why, yes. I'm his wife." Videl outstretched her hand.

"Oh! Better not do that," Cheelai stopped Videl, "hand shaking means something a bit different
among Saiyans."

"So how do you greet each other?"

"Well, when it's family-" Toma started.

Lemo coughed to get his attention.

"Oh, right. We uh- Hug!" Toma finished awkwardly.

"Ohh, and you're Goku's family?" Videl asked.

"Yes, we're his parents." Bardock said proudly.

"Oh, wow, I can see where Goku gets his looks from." Videl laughed.

"Parents?" Chichi began, "how can you two be Goku's parents? Where is his mother?"

"Bitchi, I presume?" Bardock said, his tone betraying less than joy from meeting her.

"CHICHI! My name is Chichi! Now tell me, where is his mother? I need someone who can
hopefully help him understand how to curb his behavior. Completely unsuitable it is." She huffed.

A wicked, wicked smile stretched across Bardock's face, exposing his sharp fangs. His eyes lit up
with something red and evil behind them, and his tail waved sinisterly in the air.

"Well, yer in luck, Chichi. You see, I am his mother, as you call it. Saiyans have a dick AND a
cunt, and so I carried him and gave birth to him. I understand this makes me yer, what's the term,
co-mother-in-law?" Bardock finished with relish.

Videl would savor the look on Chichi's face forever when it registered what Bardock was saying.

"What?! That's impossible! Two men can't have babies!"

"Human males can't, sweetcheeks." Bardock winked at her. "Since this is our first meeting I should
introduce myself. I'm Bardock, son of cKelerias, ninety years old or so, and mate to Gine and Toma
here. We too have a three-way-mate arrangement like Bulma will have with Vegeta and our cub,
Raditz.

"Hobbies include getting fucked silly and sucking on as many dicks as I can get my mouth on. I
was rather infamous back on Vegetasei for my skill, not to toot my own horn. I had the title of
'Bardock, The Mouth of a Thousand Dicks'. My personal record is getting a guy off in…" Bardock
tried to remember what Goku had taught him about time and how it worked on Earth, "one and a
half seconds, I'll have ya know. And if ya think that I'll help ya pressure my cub back into that silly
box of human prudish behavior that ya try to force him and yer cubs into, well… I'm afraid I won't
be able to help ya there."

There was silence for about three seconds before Chichi's eyes rolled back in her head and she
fainted dead away, head falling forward and onto the table with a 'WANG'.

"Bummer, I was hoping for a bit more than that." Bardock said, fishing out his trusty chewing stick.
"She does that a lot?" He asked Videl.

Gohan quickly got up to check on his unconscious mother, and held her still so she wouldn't topple
to the floor.

"Yeah, don't worry, she'll be fine. Thank you, guys. She's been nagging non-stop the whole night.
Telling me how to raise my own child."
"Speaking of child… You think we can hold him?" Toma asked.

"Sure thing! Pan's a girl though. Are you the baby crazy one Goku told me about?"

Bardock snorted, "that's him alright."

"I just love cubs." Toma hefted Pan out of Videl's outstretched arms and regarded the tiny human-
Saiyan.

"Look, Bardy, we have a fourth circle cub!" Toma smiled brightly.

"Indeed. Who'd have thought we would live to see the day." Bardock smiled back.

"I just wish Gine could see her and how tiny she is. Look at her fingers!" Toma couldn't hold back
a happy sob.

"Gine is not here?" Videl asked.

"We need to bring him back first, with the Dragon Balls."

"Ahh, I see." Videl replied. "Anyway, do you guys know why my husband was looking like the
world got flipped upside down earlier?"

"You mean Gohan? Well, he found out some facts about Saiyan biology, the ones we just told
Bitchi here." Bardock answered.

"The intersex part, you mean?"

The demi Saiyan buried his face in his hands and groaned.
"Yup, he takes after his mother, I take it, when it comes to what he thinks is 'normal'?"

"Well, yeah, but Goku was dead for a long while and so Chichi raised him. So I guess it's not
surprising. It's also why I can't tell her to stop nagging, because she's got such a tight grip on him.
And he'll just get mad at me for upsetting her when she's only 'trying to help'. Isn't that right, hun?"

Gohan blushed in embarrassment. "I guess when you put it like that…"

"Gohan, she's spent the whole evening talking about how I'm a bad role model for Pan, how I
should raise her, that I need to learn to cook better because that's my 'role' as a housewife."

Gohan winced, "I'm sorry, she's just from another generation. She wants what's best for Pan."

"No, Gohan. I'm sorry but I need to say it. Your mother does not want what is best, she wants the
version of me, you, Pan and Goku that she prefers. The version she thinks we should become, no
matter if we want to or not, to fit her idea of how the world should be. Pan can't even walk yet and
she's already planned out where she'll go to college for God's sake! The fact that she wants to live
in a fifty's family show just makes it worse. She's obsessed about the idea of living one hundred
percent normal."

Gohan looked flabbergasted at Videl, "surely, you're exaggerating a bit."

Videl raised an eyebrow. "Ohh, yeah, like when she forced your dad and Piccolo to take car driving
lessons? Because she needed the car to go shopping?"

Gohan tried, "well she needed the car, what's the-"

Videl interrupted, "I'm not saying she didn't need a car. But Goku can fly around the Earth in like
two seconds flat. And I.T. everywhere. He didn't need it, she did! It would have been easier for
everyone if she'd gotten the license. But in her mind 'the man is the one who drives'."

Gohan could see the lack of logic there, but didn't want to seem like he was accusing his mother.

"And what was it you said when you were four? You wanted to become a great scientist when you
grew up. What kid says that?"

Gohan had to stop her there, "hey, I did want that, I have become that!"

Videl grabbed his hand, "I know, dear. But can you say with a hundred percent honesty that if
you'd decided on a less scholarly path, that she'd have accepted that when you were little? Did she
ever give you a choice, even ask what you wanted?"

Gohan hung his head, knowing fully well what his mother would've said had he come home and
said he'd want to be a firefighter or something, like most kids at four. "But…"

Videl didn't hold back, "Gohan, she wanted to name you Einstein, if not for your dad you'd have
been the most bullied kid on this planet."

The Saiyans were listening, but too invested in the small baby to give their opinion. Pan was
cooing and being too cute for them to turn their attention away for even a second.

Videl was not done yet, "and let's not talk about how she had to almost force your dad to marry
her."

"WHAT?!" Suddenly, the Saiyans were paying full attention.

"Yes, when they were kids she asked Goku if he wanted to marry her when they grew up. But
Goku had grown up alone in the mountains most of his life, and had no idea what 'marry' meant,
and so he just said 'yes'. Some seven or eight years later she shows up at a tournament and is pissed
that he doesn't remember and doesn't want to marry an almost complete stranger, since they only
met like two times as kids. He agrees though and they get married and then she gets upset over him
not being what she expected."

Videl shook her head. "Not to mention her hating fighting when she herself was a fighter, and her
dad too, and Goku's grandpa. I mean, what did she expect?"

Gohan had no response to this.

"I think your mate has a point," Cheelai commented.

Lemo nodded. "Chichi does seem overbearing. Sometimes it takes a loved one to notice how things
are really going in your life, and not what you perceive them to be."

Just then, Chichi came to and she slowly adjusted her swimming vision. "Wha- What happened?"

"You fainted, mom."

A voice coming from a microphone announced it was seven PM and time to start boarding the
aircrafts.

Videl got up and took Pan from Toma and Bardock.

"Sorry, guys.” She said when she saw the torn expressions on their faces, especially Toma’s.
“Chichi offered to look after her, and while I don't agree with her views, I know she loves Pan very
much and will care for her while we are away on the yacht." Videl handed Pan to a disoriented
Chichi.

"Guys! Ya ready?" Goku's voice came from behind them. "We're flyin' with the rest of my friends,
and we need t' follow the planes cuz I dunno where the yacht is exactly."

Goku said goodbye to Pan, and took off in the direction where their bags were inside Bulma’s
home.

"Tell me one thing." Bardock asked no one in particular as he and the others followed Goku’s lead,
"what the Hell is a yacht?"
 The Luxury Cruise
Chapter Notes

I forgot to say...

50 to 80 degrees Celsius is 122 to 176 Fahrenheit.

So yeah, Vegetasei was HOT.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

After grabbing their belongings and stuffing them inside Bulma's aircraft, and after saying their
goodbyes to all the children (of course, Goten and Trunks had tried to sneak in to join the adult
party, and after the Saiyans had caught them with their keen sense of smell, a strict Bulma had told
them this party was not for thirteen and fourteen year olds. The kids had reluctantly gotten off the
ship and sulked as they said their goodbyes to their family), the Saiyans and the Z-Fighters took off
after Bulma took to the air. Lemo and Cheelai had wisely chosen to fly with Bulma rather than on
the Saiyans' backs. Yamcha and Krillin also decided to ride with the blue haired scientist.

"So…" Yamcha broke the silence after a few minutes of traveling, "did you know Goku's gay?"

Bulma snorted so hard her entire throat hurt. After laughing for a whole minute she calmed down
enough to respond, "Yamcha, he's a Saiyan. Our culture does not apply to them. They have a
different biology, different beliefs, different everything! Not sure you can even use the word 'gay'
when there's only one gender."

"Wait- THEY'RE ALL MALES?" Yamcha exclaimed.

"Mmm- Not exactly. They're intersexed."

"What's that even mean?"

Bulma closed her eyes and sighed. Before she could say anything, Cheelai interrupted. "It means
they have a penis, testicles, a uterus, and a vagina. That's why they're able to get pregnant, all of
them."

Yamcha paled to a sickly white.

"Hang on," Krillin piped up, "it's been ages but Goku and I used to swim and bathe together while
training, I think I'd have seen something like what you said."

"Well, their vagina is covered by a thick membrane until they have sex for the first time. Kinda
like an extra hardcore version of the hymen, only on the outside. They also don’t have a vulva. So
he'd have looked like a human male down there." Bulma explained. "Anyway, the point is that
they are not 'gay'." Bulma let go of the wheel to make quotation marks with her fingers. "They can
all get pregnant even though they have only one gender. That guy who looked like Goku with a
scar on his left cheek? That's Goku's 'mother' in human terms.

"I'm sure Vegeta will be having children with Raditz, and I'm not opposed to that at all. Same with
Goku. Him and Broly will start their own family whenever they're ready. Honestly, it doesn't take
much getting used to. They're aliens." Bulma shrugged.

The Z-Fighters remained quiet for the rest of the journey, both of them surprised, to say the least, to
learn this about their childhood friend.

The cold night wind blew on Goku's face as he took in the sights down below. Afterwards, he
looked around to observe his friends and family. Broly was calm, his pack was nearby, his friends
joined them in the air, even Piccolo and Eighteen decided to come along for the ride.

"Fuck! I'm freezing my tits off!" Goku heard his carrier complain. "This planet is fucking cold!"

"It's only fall! Ya should see how cold it gets in winter!" Goku called back.

Bardock only shivered and made a face, teeth almost chattered with every inch they traveled. He
powered up a bit to warm himself up.

"Vegetasei was much, much warmer than this! In fact, a lot of outsiders would complain that the
planet was too hot, some even had to wear suits to withstand the high temperatures!" Toma shared.

"Just how hot was it?!" Eighteen asked the Saiyans.

Vegeta answered, "anywhere from fifty to eighty degrees Celsius!"

"WHA-" Goku nearly crashed into the wing on Bulma's aircraft as he stopped mid flight.

The airborne group continued making small talk until they arrived at the port.

Bulma parked her aircraft and Cheelai, Lemo, Yamcha, Krillin, and herself exited the small ship.

The Saiyans, sans Vegeta and Goku who were already used to Bulma's luxurious possessions, all
stared in awe at the giant cruise ship.

"That thing can fly?" Raditz asked.

"Oh, no." Bulma chuckled. "It floats on water. Come get your stuff, guys!"

After unloading what little the Saiyans brought, plus the luggage of the rest of the group, they all
headed up the ramp where the other guests were boarding.

The cruise was indeed huge. It had five decks, with enough room for three restaurants, a dance
floor, two swimming pools, a game room, stores, and Bulma had even customized a section to have
a fighting ring, just for her strong friends. The 'super yacht' had it all.

The Saiyans were not used to this type of luxury (except for the Prince), having lived on a desert
planet, and Frieza's stark mothership, and they 'aahed' and 'oohed' at what they saw.

"Alright, if you guys will follow me, I'll show you to your cabin, we took down a lot of walls and
combined them into one big suite for all of you, since I figured you'd want to sleep in a nest. You'll
have to make one yourselves though. Vegeta and Raditz, you're with me in the big honeymoon
suite, it's right by so don't worry."

The Saiyans nodded and followed her down a hall full of guests settling down in their rooms, and
up two more flights of stairs. With flair, she threw open two large doors, opening up to a huge
room with floor to ceiling windows, giving an amazing view of the ocean on one side and the city
lights on the other. Marble floors and blue colored walls mixed great with the marble columns
around the room. In the middle there was a slight depression in the floor where a pile of mattresses,
sheets, pillows, and fluffy blankets had been stacked for them to craft a nest.
All the Saiyans gaped, even the castle on Vegetasei couldn't compare to this splendor.

"Right, so here are supplies for you to build a nest, if you need more just ring for service here." She
pointed at an intercom next to the door, "and the bathroom is through there," she gestured towards
a door to the left side. "ask Goku how to use the facilities. And through there is the entertainment
area," she pointed to an arch in the right side of the wall leading to a T.V. room.

"I'll let you get settled in, and then I can show you where you guys can find the Saiyan sized
buffet. Okay then! Vegeta, Raditz, come along, we're next door in the honeymoon suite."

Like ducklings, they followed her out of the door, while the remaining Saiyans explored the room,
gaping over everything.

Eventually, they started crafting a nest, and piled it high with blankets and pillows. Bardock had to
be dragged out of it to get a crash course in toilet use with the others.

Anyone walking inside there would've seen a strange site; a small group of male looking people
with tails standing around a toilet, being shown how to lift the seat and flush it, and the other
features that came with it. Good thing the bathroom was huge. It even had a sunken tub, Goku
could only imagine what THAT would be used for later on.

"What's this thing here?" Toma turned a faucet on a similar looking fixture and a small jet of water
shot out.

"Oh! Bulma told me years ago. I forget the name, biddy, beedy… Anyways, that's t' help clean
yerself down there after… Ya know." Goku gestured at the bidet.

"After you use that other thing?" Turles asked pointing at the toilet.

"Yeah, sure. Let's uh- Leave it at that. Just remember to always flush, otherwise it'll smell." Goku
scratched his head and left the bathroom.

The rest of the group headed out of the bathroom, and decided to check out the T.V. room; it had a
huge widescreen, and several game consoles, large soft looking couches, a pinball machine and-

"OHH, BOOZE!!" Came Bardock's cry when he spotted the bar. He zoomed towards it to explore
it.
"Anything good?" Turles asked.

"No, not really, mostly that weak human watery stuff, there is some absinthe though." Bardock
grumbled.

"Well, better than water." Was Turles' reply.

"Yeah, sorry," said Goku, "they dun really make alcohol strong enough for us here. At least not for
drinkin', more cleanin' and such."

"How do you use this screen?" Asked Toma. He could recognize it was a screen of some type, but
couldn't make heads or tails out of the buttons.

Goku picked up the remote from the sofa table, "I think this should-" He pressed a button and the
T.V. turned on, showing… A gay porno movie.

Goku closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, "for fuck's sake, Bulma." Goku just said,
resigned.

"Whoa! You can watch people get fucked here on the screen too? Now that's service!" Turles
exclaimed. Having been across the universe and back, Turles was quite familiar with digital sex
entertainment. It wasn't something that was popular on Vegetasei, porn just wasn’t necessary
there. One could literally go outside and see a couple or two having sex. And the resolution was
much better than anything on a screen.

"Yes, it's called porn, ya can get many different types of it too, male-male, male-female, female-
female, more than two people, some who wear those outfits we wore at the show... It's a big
industry, dun know how well it pays though."

"WAIT, WAIT! YOU CAN GET PAID?! TO HAVE SEX!?" Toma yelled, Bardock seemingly
having the same question.

"Umm, yes, here on Earth ya can, some is for showin' it like this, or sometimes it's just someone
who wants to sleep with ya."

"WELL WHY THE FUCK SHOULD WE BOTHER WITH THE MODELING SHIT?!" Bardock
yelled. "I could make a fortune!"

"Well, sex with strangers ain't seen as a good thing here." Goku explained, "especially for females.
I dun get why but a male havin’ many partners is seen as positive, but a female with many partners
is looked down on."

There was silence before Bardock voiced what they all were thinking, "humans are fucking
stupid."

Goku sighed, not being able to refute it in this case. "Also, baba, I'm above the average size for a
human male, ya'll be lucky to find one that can compete with a latcher!"

Bardock understood what Goku was talking about and made an 'Oh' with his mouth. "Still, I could
just suck them."

"Yeah, about that, human sperm dun really taste great from what I've heard." Goku informed.

"Well fuck, now I just feel bad for the humans here on this planet." Was Bardock's answer.

"I've tasted some really nasty jizz." Turles scowled and shook himself.

"Yeah, ya would get all cozy with other species." Bardock huffed.

"Hey, I was curious! And I needed a team! Besides, it was hard to find a Saiyan partner after the
planet blew up." Turles defended.

Once again the room fell silent apart from the moans on the screen. Eager to change the subject,
Goku switched the channel and landed on a cooking show.

"And then you sauté the steak in the butter like this, and then just spread it all over and let it sink
into the meat."

The Saiyans' tails shot up to the air as they were able to see food but not smell it.
 "What is this?" Broly asked.

"It's a food show where they teach ya how t' cook and such. There are many different programs on
television here." Goku informed the others.

"I take back anything negative about this planet." Bardock said, mesmerized by the pictures of
meat being glazed with sauces.

"This is making me hungry again." Toma complained, while he adjusted himself in his pants.

"Well, there's a buffet for us on the lower deck. Bulma said she'd show us where it was, so we need
t ' wait-" Goku started.

"Fuck waiting, I need something in my mouth. Now!" The eldest warrior said before he pulled
down Toma's pants and went to town.

Toma gasped as he felt his mate's warm mouth engulf his cock. "Sometimes I really wonder if this
is all I am to you…"

Goku just sighed, honestly amazed they'd lasted this long without getting intimate.

He looked over at Broly and Turles. "Ya guys wanna do somethin' about those?" He looked at their
hard-ons. Both nodded eagerly and Goku pulled both of them towards the nest.

Chapter End Notes

Fun Facts.

The single highest land skin temperature recorded in any year of the study was found
in the Lut Desert in 2005 and measured a stunning 159.3 F (70.7 C)

https://www.livescience.com/19700-hottest-place-earth.html
 Krillin's Big Surprise
Chapter Notes

WARNING. Implied incest.

After a short while, Bulma, Vegeta, and Raditz made their way back to the Saiyans' room. Bulma
was about to open the door when Vegeta stopped her.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"They are having sex." Vegeta informed her.

"How- Ohh, right." Bulma remembered Vegeta and Goku shared a special bond. Her husband must
be feeling it.

"Fuck. I'm hungry, and we're gonna have to wait for them?" Raditz whined.

"Even if we help speed it up from our end, I doubt your parents are just sitting it out." Vegeta
pointed out.

"Not to mention our ceremony starts at midnight and it's past eight." Bulma sighed. "I'm going in."
She knocked on the door before opening it. True to his word, Goku, Turles, and Broly were
engaged in the sordid activity on the nest while Toma's moans could be heard from the T.V. room.

"Really, you guys? I said we'd be back shortly." Bulma said, eyes glued to the powerful figures of
her friend, his mate, and lookalike.

Goku pulled his mouth free from Turles to explain himself, "it ain't our fault! I showed them the
T.V. and there was a cooking show and it just…"

"Ahh, I see." Came from Vegeta.

"There you guys are! The gang is waiting for you guys to- HOLY FUCK!"

Krillin, never being one to cuss, happened to come across the scene; his lifelong best friend getting
plowed by that large, and frankly, scary looking warrior, and grabbing Turles' dick with one hand,
while Bulma, Vegeta, and Raditz watched nonchalantly.

"In the future, don't just barge in, especially with Saiyans." Said Bulma, calm as you please.

"Why did you leave the door open?!" Yelled Krillin, covering his eyes.

"Ohh, that was me." Raditz said. "why are ya acting like that? Ain't Kakarot yer friend?"

"Wha- Why?! How can you just be okay standing there with your brother…" Krillin gestured at
Goku, at a loss for words.

"It's natural, why wouldn't I watch him? You humans and yer weird notions." Raditz shook his
head. "Anyway, I'm starving, so if ya could hurry it up a bit?" He asked that last part to his brother.

"Broly, hurry up, please. Sorry ya had t' see this, Krillin." He leaned down and put his mouth back
to where it'd just been.

"You too, 'Dock, Toma." Raditz called in the direction of the other room.

A strangled 'OKAY' came back.

"How-" The small monk was at a loss for words.

Bulma took pity on the monk and pulled him out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Look, Krillin-"

"HIS BROTHER!" Came the shocked cry.

"I knoooow. It's complicated. Saiyans have a different relationship with their family than humans
do, and sex in general. They never developed that shame attached to it like we still sadly have. And
since everyone had the same body parts, modesty also never became a thing, especially with the
warm climate of the planet. They lived in packs where you would support each other, and since it's
much harder for them to have kids than us, there never was a stigma attached to having cubs with
different partners. They were happy to have a kid to begin with. Nor did they focus on material
stuff much, so there was no need for marriage and such to settle disputes over who got to inherit
what.

"Sex is so normal to them, they can't see why we humans screech about privacy. They think it's sad
for us that we can't enjoy sex as much as they do."

"And… Goku is okay with all this?" Krillin asked after digesting what Bulma told him.

"Vegeta told me he had his ups and downs, but eventually he blossomed into the Saiyan you see
now." Bulma smiled. "He was always okay with the nudity, I think we all knew that, but the rest
took some time. Then again he and Vegeta have been going at it for ages, so I guess that helped
before they had the pack."

"Wait, what?! They've been… While here on Earth?!"

"Sure, Vegeta popped his 'man-cherry', so to speak. He was strutting around the C.C. for a good
week after that." She laughed. "The point is that Saiyans separate sex and love. Love is for mates
and family, sex is for whoever they fancy."

"Wow. Goku and Vegeta… I would've never imagined it."

"Please, with that type of tension? It's either sex or fighting, guess one just got a bit old and they
tried the other. Besides, Goku has had sex with all of the pack." Bulma said casually.

"All- You mean-"

"Yup, even who you're thinking of right now. Supposedly, it's healthy for them, cleans out their ki
or something. They don't have kids with them usually, but sex? Sure!" Bulma said as if she'd just
explained that the Earth was round.

"I think I need a stiff drink." Krillin wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"There is a bar in there, but I wouldn't advise going in right now." Bulma suggested, looking in the
vague direction of the T.V. room. "Oh, and Krillin? I'm telling you this because you're his best
friend. Please don't tell the others. I'm not sure they're ready for that kind of information about
whom Goku sleeps with."

"You honestly think I was ready?" Krillin moped.

"No, but you're here now, so, baptism of fire and all that." Bulma smirked.

A loud moan interrupted their conversation and Krillin shuddered, having recognized Goku's
voice.

"Ok, they're… Done. Now can we go?"

"Not so fast." Bulma began. "See, Saiyans… They get stuck for a while after sex. To ensure
pregnancy, you know? So chances are Goku and Broly won't be ready for a long while. We can
head downstairs with whoever is ready, I can imagine Goku can track us down by our scent…"
Bulma bit on her nail. "Nah, too many smells."

Krillin's eyes widened at the mention of pregnancy. The image of a pregnant Goku burned in his
mind. He REALLY needed a drink right about now.

"How about we go down there and they I.T. to us when done?" Krillin asked, eager for a drink and
to get away.

"That's the thing, there are too many people around in a small area, Goku might I.T. inside of
someone."

"Yikes, that sound nasty."

"Yeah. We'll just go with whoever is ready and Goku will eventually find us." Bulma, having
made up her mind, went back into the room to ask who was ready.

Bardock and Toma came out, followed by Vegeta, Raditz, and Turles. Bulma came out a few
seconds later and they all made their way to the dining area. Krillin was too embarrassed to even
look at the Saiyans in the face.

Meanwhile, back in the nest, Goku had lain down with Broly, both of them taking the chance for a
quiet moment alone.

"Are ya doin' okay? This musta all been so new t’ ya." Goku asked.

"It has been a bit much, and confusing, but I'm doing good for now. I just need to go to sleep a bit
early tonight." Broly said.

Goku nodded, reached behind him and craned his head.

Broly leaned in and kissed his mate, and they enjoyed having a moment to themselves for the first
time today.

"You know, I feel like I should feel worse about Krillin seein' me, but… I mostly just feel bad for
him, not for actually doin' it. Before we mated I woulda been ready t' die from embarrassment, but
now…"

Broly didn't understand feeling embarrassed over this, or feeling judged by strangers, having grown
up with no people around besides his dad, but he still wanted to help Goku. "You didn't do
anything bad, it was just bad timing."

"Yeah, yer right. It's gonna be a bit awkward for a while though, can't be helped."

Broly didn't know what else to say to make his mate happy, so he did what he always did and it
always had a good result; he started purring and nuzzling Goku.

His mate chuckled and soon, Broly could sense Goku wasn't worried anymore. Just then, Goku
released Broly and after a quick shower and a change of clothing, they both headed outside.

"Yer not wearing yer pelt, Broly?"

Broly paused, not realizing he completely forgot to put his ever present pelt. He turned towards
Goku and touched his cheek. "It seems I don't need it when I have you around."

The two mates followed the scent of food all the way to the dining area. There were three arches
that opened into the restaurants and Goku wasn't sure where his friends were. He tried searching
for their smell, but it was no use, there were too many people and the smell of the ocean along with
the food masked any individual scent. So he tried searching for their ki. He easily found Vegeta
and Piccolo's but there were too many smaller ki's surrounding them. It wouldn't be wise to I.T.
over to them. Instead, Goku took Broly's hand and followed Vegeta's ki signature on foot.

After searching for visual confirmation, Goku spotted his friends and family at a big round table.
Still holding hands, Goku lead Broly to the table where two empty seats were saved just for them.

"Son! We were just about to go get you." Bulma almost shouted. "We decided to have a quick
dinner here, and drinks for now. I'll show you two where you can eat to your heart's content
afterwards, okay? Whenever we aren't pressed for time. I'm surprised you were able to find us."

Goku laughed and took a seat, pulling the chair for Broly to sit down. "It wasn't easy. I had t'
follow yer ki's manually without teleportin'." Goku noticed Yamcha was doing his best to avoid
eye contact with him. He sighed and grabbed the menu.

"Do you even need to read through that? Just order one of everything." Vegeta quipped.

Goku considered Vegeta's suggestion. "Where’s Cheelai and Lemo? And Eighteen and Piccolo, for
that matter."

"They decided to skip dinner. They weren’t hungry and Piccolo doesn’t eat." Krillin shrugged.

Goku nodded and put the menu down.

"What's wrong, cub? Ya seem down." Bardock asked.

"Huh? Oh! It's nothin'. A bit tired I guess."

"Oh, but the night's just started!" Bulma said cheerfully. "Waiter!"

A young woman dressed in a sharp uniform came to Bulma's call. "What can I get for you?" She
politely asked.

"I'll have one of everything, same for my mate here." Goku told her.

"O-o-one of everything ?!" The girl's eyes widened comically.

"Yeah! It ain't too much." Goku smiled and handed over his menu. Broly was still transfixed by his
menu, looking at all the pictures of different and strange dishes. Goku didn't have the heart to take
away his entertainment.

The waiter bowed and left to put their outrageous order in.
 Yamcha's Outburst
Chapter Notes

WARNING.

There're two brief uses of homophobic slurs.

"So, what's the deal with Turles?" Krillin asked.

Turles stopped eating this clam chowder dish, spoon about to enter his mouth, "what about me?"
He asked in a flat tone and continued eating the delicious soup.

"Are you related to Goku?" Oolong inquired.

Bardock, arms crossed, scoffed, "he's my clone."

Turles snarled at the old Saiyan and continued eating.

"A clone like a copy?" Turtle asked in a small voice.

"Pretty much," Raditz began, "Freiza wanted the perfect army and he was a control freak,
especially with us. Ya have no idea the things he did to our race."

Toma gave Turles a look but went back to chewing the last bits of his meal.

"Must've been tough. Frieza was pure evil." Krillin concluded.

"Well, guys. We have to go." Bulma said as she looked at her watch. "We only have two hours to
get ready for the ceremony. Up, you two." She motioned for Vegeta and Raditz to follow.

Raditz slurped the rest of his soup and stood up. Vegeta growled, having to put up with Bulma's
ordering around, but got up and followed them closely.

"See you all on the main deck!" Bulma waved at the group and the three left.

"Heheheeh, Bulma will look quite pretty in her wedding dress." Master Roshi commented, "I
happened to catch a glimpse of it while looking around."

"More like you were spying on her, you old coot." Oolong squinted at the old man.

Master Roshi coughed once and took a sip of his beer.

Soon, Broly and Goku's meals arrived and the Saiyans hurried to finish in time for the wedding.

"Waiter!" Yamcha called, "another whiskey."

The beverage waiter that was standing by nodded and went to the bar to get Yamcha's drink.

"I think you've had quite enough, Yamcha." Tien said sternly.

"HA! I need some -hic- To drink. It's not everyday you find out your long life friend is a fucking
faggot." Yamcha responded.

The humans, demi Saiyan, and animals gasped. Goku's chopsticks fell from his hand and clattered
on his plate.

"Yamcha! How dare you call your FRIEND that!" Videl snapped at the drunkard.

"How dare I? How dare I?!" Yamcha stood up from the table, chair toppling over.

"Yamcha, stop making a scene!" Tien tried to get his friend under control under the watchful gaze
of the other guests who heard the commotion.
"He's the one who's getting his ass plowed by another guy!" Yamcha pointed at Goku.

Bardock stood up and snarled at the intoxicated human, "you dare point at my cub? Do ya have a
death wish?!"

"Bardock, we promised to behave." Toma calmly reminded his mate.

Broly was confused about what was happening. Sure, he had plowed his mate's ass, his breeder
also, but why did that human make it sound like it was a bad thing?

"I won't if he doesn't." The scarred Saiyan growled, the fur on his tail stood up on edge.

"Can we all just calm down?" Gohan, always the voice of reason, tried to rein in the warriors'
tempers. He was furious at Yamcha for using such a slur, but this would have to be dealt with at a
later time. Not in the middle of a celebration, not when Yamcha was obviously drunk off his ass,
and not when the powerful Saiyans were around.

"First Vegeta and his -hic- Gay ass childhood sweetheart, then Goku and his sissy boyfriend…
What, you're going to tell me you're fags too?!" He pointed at the other Saiyans.

Bardock started powering up. Toma stood up and hugged his mate, trying to get him to calm down.

Before anything could happen, however, a punch coming out of nowhere knocked Yamcha out.
Several onlookers exclaimed as Yamcha's body hit the floor.

"Eighteen!" Krillin exclaimed.

"If there's one thing that pisses me off is drunken idiots talking smack about my friends." She said
in an angry tone.

"You better take him to his room, Tien." Master Roshi told the three eyed warrior.

Tien stood up, and without another word, carried his unconscious friend back to his room.
Eighteen sat down in Tien's seat and looked at Goku. "You okay there?"

Goku had glassy eyes but he nodded, his appetite lost.

Bardock powered down and he and Toma sat back down.

"What do those words mean?" Turles asked what the other Saiyans were thinking.

"They are slurs against people who like their same gender." Gohan pushed his glasses up his nose
as he answered.

"You know," Oolong added, "prejudiced words that are very offensive."

Turles looked at Bardock and Toma, "so like 'catcher'."

"What's catcher?" Videl cautiously asked.

"It means that a Saiyan only got stronger by having sex because he was too defective and weak to
get stronger by other means, like Zenkai power boosts. Having an increase in your base power
through sex is the easiest way to get stronger." Bardock explained.

"It is very insulting to call another Saiyan a catcher." Toma said. "Don't ever use that word in front
of Vegeta. Royalty takes offensive words seriously."

The others nodded, glad to have this bit of information and avoid Vegeta's wrath. Yamcha was so
lucky Vegeta wasn't here to witness his outburst. Things would've turned out horribly.

Broly chanced a look in Goku's direction, having felt distress rolling off of him. He leaned down
and placed a kiss on Goku's cheek. He also started purring for good measure, much to the
amusement of the others.

"You two are too cute," Videl said. "Aren't they?" She asked her husband.
"Ehehehe," Gohan scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously, "you're seriously asking
if I think my dad looks cute with his partner?"

Videl chuckled and covered her mouth, "you're right, that would be weird. Well, I think it's time
for us to get ready for the ceremony." Videl got up and Gohan followed her back to their room
after giving his dad a supportive hug, which Goku accepted gladly.

Eighteen nodded to Krillin, "we should be going too."

"Alright," Krillin said. He walked over to Goku and gently punched his arm, "don't worry about
Yamcha, that was drunk talk. He'll come around once he sees how happy you are."

"Thanks, Krillin." The young Saiyan gave his friend a small smile.

"Hey," Eighteen stood by Goku and deadpanned, "if you like being a pillow biter, then be the best
goddamn pillow biter there is." She then gave Goku a thumbs up and left with her husband to get
ready.

Goku actually blushed at her words but took the advice to heart.

Tien was not surprised by his friend's sudden fit. Yamcha was an impulsive person on a good day,
not to mention after having a few drinks.

The half human opened the door to Yamcha's room and settled him on the bed. Tien stole a
moment and sat next to the unconscious man.

"Yamcha, you big idiot." He chanced a kiss to Yamcha's forehead, sweeping his hair out of the
way. The kiss was chaste and quick. Tien wouldn't dare take advantage of his friend, especially
after being rejected so long ago.

Tien had been so sure Yamcha would be open to having relationships with guys, but when the time
came to suggest they start a relationship, Yamcha had acted so shocked and turned him down
almost too quickly.

It'd been a night of drinking when Tien had mustered the courage to confess years ago, only to
have Yamcha shoot him down, hard.

The next morning, Yamcha had said that Tien shouldn't drink too much and that Yamcha knew it'd
just been the booze talking, and not to worry.

Afraid to lose his friendship, Tien had simply agreed and pretended that it'd all indeed been the
alcohol, like Yamcha had said.

Tien had had to swallow his pride and come out to Master Roshi after that, and the wise, albeit
perverted and sometimes immature, old man had told him to ease into things slowly.

If Master Roshi was one thing, it was being VERY observant. He could tell Yamcha was just
afraid of losing his 'straight guy' title.

Tien figured that Roshi was right, not just because of his age and life experience, but because
Yamcha's slew of one night stands and hookups with women reeked of overcompensation.

Like the old Shakespearean quote said; 'the lady doth protest too much, methinks.'

So here Tien was, and had been for years now. Bouncing between trying to move on, and trying to
coax Yamcha out of the closet.

The three eyed man shook his head and left the room. It wouldn't do to have Yamcha wake up and
find Tien there in bed with him. Besides, Yamcha was a big boy fighter, he could handle this alone.

Tien left the room, wanting to start getting ready for the ceremony. Still preoccupied with his
thoughts, he didn't notice the shadow around the corner. Quickly, something dashed forward and
stuck a small wedge of paper between the door and the door frame, keeping it from closing
completely, and then dashed back around the corner.

Tien felt something and spun around, but found nothing. "Hello?" He called out.

No answer.

He stood there for five seconds, sensing for any ki, before he shrugged and headed down the hall
to his own suite to change outfits.

After he'd stop the door from locking, the shadow counted to five before dashing down the
corridor again. After all, there was a ceremony to prepare for.
 The Three-Way Wedding
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

The time came for the wedding and all the guests had prepared themselves for the event.

The creme de la creme of high society and the LGBT community had gathered to witness the
historical event along with friends and family of the bride, and the pack of course. Everyone had
dressed to impress, except for Beerus and Whis. They wore their same outfits which were already
impressive, and if that wasn't enough, well, good luck telling Beerus that.

It'd been an uphill battle getting most of the pack into tuxes, especially Broly with his large size.
Not to mention, most of them hated the restrictiveness of the outfits. It was horrible for someone
who was used to running around (half) naked.

Bardock had refused to take off his bandanna and was getting a lot of strange but also very
interested looks. The looks turned back to confused when they saw that there was seemingly three
of them. Most of the guests believed Goku, Turles, and Bardock to be triplets, and a couple of them
even asked, to which Bardock simply scoffed and explained their relationship. And of course, the
guests couldn't believe Bardock was not only the 'father' of Goku, but also had a great grandchild.
They then started to ask for the name of his anti-wrinkle creams, to which Bardock simply looked
confused about what that was.

Mind you, most of the gay guys' gazes were bouncing between the pack and the altar.

Bulma and her designer friends had outdone themselves when it came to the pack's tuxes, and they
fitted like a glove, thanks to Bulma's measurements.

So yes, the Saiyans stole much of the attention of the guests.

The biggest attention grabber was Vegeta though, as he stood at the altar, dressed in a black suit
that looked like it'd been poured on him, highlighting the compact contours of his hard body. Even
Goku had to shift a bit in his seat when he saw him.

For all that Vegeta scoffed about fashion he was a vain diva at heart, and damn if he didn't look
good when in a tux.

With that said though, Goku looked at Broly next to him. The large hard body hidden under the
straining fabric, Broly's smell, and the image of him tearing it off, made Goku have to cross his
legs to hide his reaction.

The others looked good as well.

While Toma and Bardock had complied reluctantly, Turles had, predictably, gone full diva with the
personal dresser assigned to help them.

Bulma had gone all out, and once again supplied them with a whole wardrobe for not just the
wedding but parties and such. It made more sense now why Vegeta had told them all to only bring
necessities.

Unbeknownst to them, Bulma had also done it to keep her future models from looking like they'd
just survived two months in the wilderness.

Turles was just glad it had been tailored to them individually.

If he was going to have to wear something so concealing, it'd better look fabulous.

There he sat with a tight, deep dark purple tuxedo and glimmering, blood red, high heels. And he
made them look 'fiiiine', as he said so himself.

He'd even gotten a thumbs up from Jean earlier.

Nonetheless, he might look fab as fuck, but he still hated wearing so many clothes and hoped this
would be over fast, after all, he had other plans for tonight, plans that involved significantly less
clothing.

Soon the music started and Vegeta's breath hitched as he saw Toma and Raditz walking down the
aisle, followed by Dr. Briefs and Bulma.

All the guests stood up and the Saiyans imitated the action. They weren't familiar with the Earthian
tradition of a union, so this was a fitting case of 'monkey see, monkey do.'

As the soon to be once-more-bride and 'groom' walked the aisle, the guests threw flower petals at
their feet. Raditz thought it odd that people would make such a mess deliberately. He locked eyes
with Vegeta and suddenly, he felt too hot under the collar of his suit.

His hair was in a high ponytail this time around, and even so, Raditz could feel himself begin to
sweat, regardless of the cool temperature.

He couldn't even get a 'tic-toc' now that Goku had spilled the beans about them. He chanced a
glance behind him and saw Bulma, cool as a cucumber, without a care in the world. Maybe he was
the only one who got nervous around matings/weddings?

Raditz reached the altar and Toma patted his back before heading to the seats. He turned around
and waited for Bulma, and 'ho, boy' was there a lot of people watching, he swallowed heavily
before he felt Vegeta's tail slide down his own in a comforting gesture. He relaxed a bit but was
still nervous.

Dr. Briefs escorted his daughter to the left side of her soon-to-be-second-partner and gave Bulma a
kiss on the cheek before he walked back to the seats, taking his place next to Panchy.
Raditz glanced at Bulma again and now he could pay close attention to her attire. She was wearing
a see-through white gown, embroidered with complex patterns and jewels placed here and there.
Her neck and shoulders were exposed, as well as the very top of her chest and her entire back.

On his right, stood Vegeta, wearing a black sharp looking tuxedo, with a red flower in one of his
pockets. He wore his ever present white gloves, however, these were specifically tailored for this
occasion. They were more regal looking and had a red gem positioned on them at the wrist.

Suddenly, old nerves flared up again, both of them looked so regal, like they belonged here... What
was he doing here? He didn't fit in here among them, maybe this was a mist-

Both Bulma and Vegeta linked their arms around his own, and gave a small squeeze. Raditz hadn't
realized he had started hyperventilating. His mate and future mate must've noticed and tried to
reassure him. The long haired Saiyan closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.

He heard a voice speaking to them and opened his eyes to see a chubby man wearing a tunic and
reading off a book. He really didn't pay attention to the words until the man snapped his fingers in
front of Raditz, bringing him back from the clouds.

"Raditz, heir of Bardock, do you take these two to be your lawful wedded partners?" The old man
asked.

"I-I do!" He replied.

"And do you, Bulma Briefs, heir of Hakase Briefs and Panchy Briefs, and Vegeta, heir of King
Vegeta the Third, take Raditz to be your lawful wedded partner?"

"We do." Vegeta and Bulma replied at the same time.

"You may kiss the- Uh, bridegroom." The clergyman said as he adjusted his glasses, making sure
he read all the terms correctly as Bulma had requested beforehand.

Bulma smiled and pulled down Raditz for a kiss. The Saiyan responded with the same eagerness,
as the crowd started applauding and cheering for them. Then Vegeta pulled Raditz towards him
and kissed him just as passionately. Vegeta and Bulma shared a kiss just for good measure, to seal
their three person union.

The three turned to the still cheering crowd, Bulma hooked one arm around Raditz's and Vegeta
did the same to his other arm. Together the threesome ran down the aisle as the guest threw grains
of rice at them.
"All this rice wasted." Goku said morosely.

"It's for a good cause," Krillin comforted his friend.

Bulma passed her bouquet of flowers to Raditz and told him to throw it behind him. Raditz did as
told and the guests all bumped into each other trying to catch the flowers. It was unfortunate for
them that Saiyans were good throwers, and it would take a really high jump to catch the bouquet.

Seeing the commotion to get the flowers, Turles easily jumped and caught the bouquet, thinking it
was some sort of prize. "What's this then?" He asked the humans.

"It means you're the next in line to get married." Oolong said in a sly voice.

"You- You mean what they just did? Not a chance!" Turles quickly threw the bouquet, as if it were
on fire, at the group of guests to pass the jinx to someone else. Another person caught it and
cheered.

Turles was a bit panicked. "They can't force me!"

"Of course not." Oolong said, "it's just a tradition, a small superstition from old days. No one's
gonna force you."

Turles gave a sigh of relief. For a second, he feared the humans would demand that he got married.
He'd seen all sorts of cultural traditions across the universe, and he didn't know human culture well
enough to know if they really meant it.

Soon the crowd dispersed and the after party began.

Turles strutted around on his heels, they were horribly impractical but they made almost
everything below the waist look amazing.

His legs looked more streamlined and his booty popped!

He caught Master Roshi's eye and smirked. It was time he paid a visit to a certain human.

He'd been surprised, to say the least, when the old pervert had pulled him aside before the Saiyans
 left to get ready for the wedding and explained his theory about why Yamcha had been such a
prick earlier. Always a slut for drama, and in general, Turles had listened and agreed readily to the
old man's idea about how to correct Yamcha's behavior, and possibly help him in the long run.

He'd prepared earlier by ensuring a stealthy access to the human's room, now he just had to wait
until everyone was busy with the party. The others hardly noticed as Turles slipped away and
headed towards the guest cabins.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/49803830

 Turles' Shot in the Dark
Chapter Notes

WARNING.

There's slight somnophilia and dub con.

"Ugh! Finally I can get outta these clothes!" Bardock complained as the pack, sans Vegeta and
Raditz, returned to their cabin.

"How do humans manage to live with these types of clothing?" Toma griped.

"I really dun know, I've never understood this need for 'fancy' t' mean 'uncomfortable'." Goku said.

"At least we turned several heads." Turles countered.

"Eh, dun care about that." Goku said. He started helping Broly with his tux to avoid Broly tearing
it if he tried to take it off by himself.

"So what happens now?" Bardock asked as he struggled to get his tight pants off without ripping
the seams.

"Well, usually there'd be a lot of speeches and dinin' on small portions, but I think Bulma just
wants t' get the party started and then after a while she, Vegeta and Raditz will head back to their
room, while we can party on."

"Why would they go to their room and not party with the rest of us?" Toma didn't understand.

"They'll probably want to fuck after all this official nonsense." Bardock answered.

"Yes, it's tradition for the couple to have sex on the first night they're married." Goku explained.
"Some places even insist that you dun have any sex before gettin' married, at all."
The other Saiyans all froze in horror, except for Broly. He was more focused on Goku's hands
peeling off his clothing.

"No sex… at ALL!!!" Bardock wailed, "but surely-"

"No blowjobs either, neither givin' nor gettin'." Goku interrupted, crushing the last ray of hope.

Bardock swayed on his feet, the thought alone… It was worse than the pre-moon festival the
Saiyans celebrated. Of course, celibacy was optional. The bravest Saiyans would go days without
having sex, and some of them didn't even last that long. But to go their entire adult life without sex
before mating? Unspeakable.

Goku finished getting the jacket off of Broly and was undoing the shirt buttons, when Broly
became impatient and just inhaled deeply, and popped the rest of them off.

"Broly! These suits are expensive." Goku reproached his mate.

"I'm tired." Was Broly's simple reply.

"...Okay, it has been a long day for ya. Just try t' keep them whole in the future, ya saw how Bulma
got about her clothes at the show back in the cave?" Goku asked. He was in no hurry to be forced
into a bunny suit again.

Broly just nodded, and looked longingly towards the nest.

They got the rest of the suit off him in one piece, and Broly dragged his feet over to the nest and
curled up in it. Goku wanted to mingle a bit, having spent so long away from his friends, so he
removed his own outfit, and helped the others get into their more 'Saiyan-friendly-party-outfits'.

Soon they were all done, "ya guys go ahead, I'mma say goodnight t' Broly." Goku told them.

The others nodded and headed back to the party.

Goku crawled into the nest and settled himself next to his mate.
Broly was clearly close to falling asleep but Goku wanted to be sure he was asleep before leaving
him alone in a new and strange place.

"Ya okay now?" Goku curled close to him, nuzzling his hair.

Broly smiled and nodded, closing his eyes.

"Okay, I'll head down t' the party, but I'll be back soon, and if ya miss me just flare your ki and I'll
come back, okay?" Goku said before starting to purr to calm Broly down further and get him to
sleep.

It didn't take long before the wild Saiyan was sound asleep, and Goku gently extracted himself
from his side.

Goku kissed Broly good night and he left to join the others on the lower deck. Goku suddenly felt
very angry for some reason, but he decided to ignore it, chalking it up to maybe hunger.

Turles held back until 'Dock and Toma disappeared around the corner after they descended the
second flight of stairs. He then quietly walked down the hall to where Goku's friend was, making
sure his ki was low.

It had been a lot of practice before Turles was able to control his power level. Goku had said it was
a very nifty trick and had given the pack a crash course on how to mask their ki. Turles had
struggled with it, but eventually was able to control it.

Nifty trick indeed.

The paper was still where he had left it. Good, the fool is still inside. He thought to himself.

The dark skinned Saiyan opened the door quietly and crept in.

The room was pretty dark, to a human that is, though a small beam of light came in from between
the two curtains.

Turles stood there in the dark and observed the sleeping form of the idiot human.

He quietly slid off his clothes until fully naked, before crawling up on the bed, and carefully
peeling back the cover. Checking to see if the human was still knocked out, he then gently
removed Yamcha's clothes.
It took a while to do it while avoiding waking the human up, but finally he was bared.

Hmm, not bad for a human, Turles had to give him that. Nice bod, but the dick was slightly smaller
than a locker's regular one. It seemed thicker around the head though, with more skin covering it.

Turles shrugged. He'd handled both bigger, smaller and, weirder dicks in his life.

Turles leaned in and gave it a lick. The Saiyan made a face. Humans did not taste as good as
Saiyans, but again, Goku had warned them and Turles had been around a lot of both pleasant and
unpleasant genitalia. It was not a deal breaker.

Besides, tonight Turles wasn't here for the giggles. At least not until later when the idiot human
woke up.

Carefully he started sucking on the dick, keeping one eye trained on the human's face, as the dick
slowly started to swell in his mouth.

Turles' other hand helped stretch himself and get slick, and once he felt the cock in his mouth was
as hard as it was going to get, Turles removed himself from it and slowly straddled Yamcha's
waist. He aligned his breeder with the 'smallish dick' and sunk down. Turles could already tell he
was not going to come from Yamcha's dick alone.

He spared a thought of sympathy for the females (and males) of this planet and then started a slow
pace.

A moan came out of Yamcha's mouth and Turles' fangs gleamed in the dimly lit room as his smirk
got bigger.

The old man had said Yamcha needed a little push in the right direction, but the ex thief was too
stubborn to let anyone but himself steer him. And Yamcha was doing a piss-poor job at it.

Turles could smell a closet sub a mile away, and the human definitely had a bit of 'bottom' air
around him.

The 'sub' part would have to wait a bit though, right now the human first had to admit he liked cock
too, before anything else could be introduced.

Leaning back on his hands, Turles changed the angle and rotated his hips in a tantalizing manner.
The human stirred, hips lifting from the mattress to meet the Saiyan's thrusts.

Turles slyly grabbed a hold of one of Yamcha's hands and brought it to his dick. Clumsy fingers
wrapped around it and Turles helped Yamcha pump his cock.

The Z-Fighter's fist tightened a fraction, and his hand started moving on its own accord as the
human moaned again.

"Mmmm, you feel so good inside me." Turles lied, only to plant the seed in Yamcha's clouded
mind.
Yamcha's brow furrowed and he stirred some more. His hand stopped pumping Turles' cock for a
second before continuing its previous motion.

Turles leaned forward, down to Yamcha's ear and whispered, "I knew you'd come around once
you'd try me~" He then bit the earlobe as soft as he could to not harm the human.

Yamcha moaned again. The hand not stroking Turles' cock came up to caress the Saiyan's hair.

Yamcha's hips stuttered weakly as he started to come, hand still grasping Turles' hair and pulled it
upwards. Turles followed along, hoping to maybe catch the shocked look on the human's face.

Turles felt the first weak spurts of cum inside him as the human's dark eyes flickered open,
struggling to focus on the face in front of his own.

"Oh, gods- GOKU!" Yamcha moaned his friend's name, and finished hard inside the Saiyan.

In the end, Turles' face was the shocked one, as he sat there feeling the human finish inside him
and soften again.

The human's eyes rolled to the back of his head and slid shut, and he was fast asleep again.

The silence was heavy in the room.

Well….that had been unexpected to say the least.

It was hardly the first time he'd been a stand in for Kakarot, but this added a whole new layer to the
messy situation.

Making sure the human really was asleep again, Turles rose up and let the dick slide out of him.
He gathered his clothes and sneaked out. He grabbed the piece of paper he had used earlier as a
door stopper and gave Yamcha one last glance before leaving.

Turles found the room next door to be unused, and such, open to anyone in need of a soft surface,
or in his case a shower, fast.

Knowing fully well how the party would likely end, Bulma had left the unoccupied rooms
unlocked for guests to use as they pleased, heavily aided by the big bowls of condoms and lube
packets generously located in the hallways.

After a thorough rinse, and a quick jerking session, he dried off and was about to put his clothes
back on when he noticed they had a bit of Yamcha's smell on them, even though he didn't go near
the human with them on. Cursing mentally, Turles headed for the pack's suite to get a new change
of clothes. Hopefully the other pack members wouldn't notice or care.

Hoping to find the old man and get an idea about where to go from here, he headed back towards
the pack's room.
 Master Roshi's Wager
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

"There you are, Goku!" Krillin waved his friend over.

The group was seated in a lounge area outside on the lower deck having drinks and talking about
this and that.

"Hey, guys." Goku greeted them and took a seat across from his friends. "Bulma hasn't come down
yet?"

"Nah. She and her 'husbands' are probably having their own party upstairs." Oolong elbowed
Krillin playfully. Krillin just took a deep breath and ignored the pig's dirty mind.

Goku nodded and looked around. Everyone was here; Master Roshi, Krillin, Tien, Eighteen, Videl,
his parents, Oolong, Gohan, Piccolo, Turtle, Turl- "Where's Turles?"

"He probably had to go use the bathroom facilities," Bardock answered, "it's been a while though."

"Maybe he can't figure out how to use the teelet." Toma whispered non too quietly.

"You mean toilet?" Gohan looked at his grandparents. It was so strange to refer to these aliens as
his 'grandparents'. Especially his 'grandmother'. It was hard combining the image of an elderly
woman with the muscular, way too young looking, seemingly male warrior who downed drinks
like they were made of water.

These aggressive, sex crazed warriors, sitting there, enjoying their cocktail… Even though they
didn't seem to be affected at all by the alcohol.

"Mm, that." Toma took a sip of his Negroni, humming while he did so. This was probably his tenth
drink and all this time, he felt like he was drinking sugary water. Still good though. "Aren't these
good?" He asked his mate, who was sitting next to him and leaning on him.

"I only wish they were stronger." Bardock stared wistfully at his Alligator Sperm cocktail. He was
tickled silly that humans would call a drink 'sperm' and not have any actual sperm in it. He had
even asked the waiter if it had semen in it, to which the waiter had blushed furiously and told him
no.

It was nicely sweet though, so it could've been worse.

Master Roshi drank from his old reliable beer mug, wondering how well Yamcha and Turles were
faring.

Goku suddenly gave a loud moan and slapped his hands over his mouth.

"Are you- Okay there, buddy?" Krillin asked.

Goku let go of his mouth, "yeah, I'm perfectly- Ooooh~ Fuck!" He doubled over, cheeks flushed,
and legs desperately trying to cover his forming erection.

Bardock and Toma looked at their cub, then at themselves and spoke 'Vegeta' at the same time and
burst out laughing, much to Goku's chagrin.

A waiter came by and asked Goku if he wanted anything to drink. Honestly, a drink sounded nice.
"Give me the strongest drink ya have." Goku told the waiter.

"Hahaaaa, now we're talking!" Oolong was quick to change subjects and gulped down the rest of
his screwdriver and asked for another one. There was something to be said about pigs and
screwdrivers.

"So where's your sweetheart?" Eighteen asked the Earth Saiyan.

"Oh, he's sleepin'. He had a full day." Goku crossed his legs.

"You decided to join us rather than sleep with your boyfriend? That's cute." Oolong commented in
a suggestive voice.

"Mate." Goku corrected. "I haven't seen ya guys in ages, and I can always I.T. back t' him if
needed." He explained, feeling Vegeta's pleasure through the bond.

"Where have you been living all this time?" Krillin asked.

"Oh~ I've been on Vampa. It's a real dump. There are hardly any animals, almost no plants, and it
ain't g-got water."

"WHAT?!" Came the response of a few.

"We live in a cave, all of us." Bardock shrugged. "I've had worse."

"If it's such an inhospitable planet, why don't you come live on Earth?" Eighteen asked.

"Well, that was because of Broly. See, Broly is really, really strong, -mmmm!- But since he's never
had anyone strong enough t' train with before, he never learned t' control his power, and so -gasp-
We're stayin' there until he le-EARNS enough control for it t' be safe. We prefer him blowin' up a
nearly uninhibited- uninhabited planet, rather than Earth." Goku panted.

There was silence for a few seconds, everybody looking at Goku and his weird behavior, before
Eighteen replied, "much appreciated." Dryly.

"But he can control it now, right?" Oolong asked.

"Ohh, yeaaah~ He's gotten much better. As long as no one pressures him or somethin', he's good.
And worst case scenario, VEGETA! Or myself will grab him and I.T. out." Goku gave Oolong a
big innocent grin, which honestly scared the pig a bit.

Bardock stifled a laugh and tossed in his two cents. "Ya can always just fuck him calm again, cub."
He laughed.

"BABA!" "OI!!" Came from Goku and the Earth group minus Eighteen and Piccolo.

"What? Kakarot fucks him on a daily basis." Bardock lifted his hands. "In fact, that was how they
started off, right? Broly was losing control and ya sucked him off to calm him? Ya guys shoulda
seen Broly when he was in his rut! He was like a fucking machine I tell ya! Or the time after we did
body shots on my brat here and Broly grabbed him and… HEY! Can we do body shots here?!"

"NO, BABAAAA~!" Goku moaned. He just hid his face, knowing there was no way to censor his
center, while everyone but the full Saiyans gawked at the supposedly innocent Goku.

Gohan had given up and shoved his fingers in his ears, trying desperately NOT to dwell on the
mental images.

"Say, what are those people doing over there?" Toma tried gearing the conversation towards
another topic.

"What do you mean? They're dancing." Krillin replied.

Piccolo groaned. He knew what was coming and he would rather go to his room and meditate.

He liked meditating. No matter how much Nail's far away voice suggested he did it too much.

"You mean to tell us you've never seen dancing before?" Eighteen couldn't believe them.

"I've seen similar things on other planets. It was never a big thing on Vegetasei, and ya can imagine
how 'fun' parties in the Frieza force were." Bardock replied.

"Besides when we wanted to have fun in a large group pressed up against each other, we'd just-"

"OKAY, SO DANCIN'! WHO WANTS T' TRY?" Goku interrupted.

"Why don't you guys let loose and have fun here? This isn't the Frieza Force." Eighteen got up
from her lounge chair and looked at Krillin.

"What- Oh, nononono. You go ahead and have fun, Eighteen."

"Fine." Eighteen walked towards Videl. She practically pulled her out of her chair, making the
younger woman squeal.
"Wait! I don't know how to- Eighteen!"

"We must show these Saiyans how to have a good time." Eighteen started gyrating her hips to the
beat of the music and lifting her hands in the air.

"Just how many drinks have you had?" Videl asked the android.

"Too many. Now dance with me."

Videl sighed and started copying Eighteen's movements.

"Now things are getting interesting." Oolong took the new screwdriver the waiter just brought and
drank out of it.

Master Roshi adjusted his glasses. "Indeed."

"You two are perverts." Tien shook his head.

The waiter gave Goku his drink and left to tend to other partiers. Goku took a big sip out of it and
shivered. "Okay, this is strong. Not as strong as the absinthe though. Mmmmmmm~"

"I'll have one of those." Came a voice from behind them. Heads turned and found Turles slinking
up to the seats.

"What the fuck are ya wearing." Bardock demanded rather than asked.

"Oh, this? I found this little number among the clothes in my part of the wardrobe. Bulma has good
taste." In their suite, Turles had a wide variety of clothing to choose from and since Turles' previous
outfit might have given away who he'd been with, Turles decided a quick change wouldn't be
amiss.
"Okay, but why did you change?" Toma asked.

"Just enjoy the view~" Turles winked at the taller Saiyan and crossed his legs, showing off his new
high heels.

Bardock's hackles rose.

The dark skinned Saiyan was wearing a short and tight striped dress that seemed to be held
together by strings at the sides, leaving almost his entire sides exposed. And of course, he wasn't
wearing any underwear, as was expected, Goku noticed as well as everybody else.

Goku flagged another waiter and asked for a drink for Turles, and for Bardock too. Hopefully
they'd be too busy drinking to argue.

"Hey, Gohan! Ya wanna dance with me like old times?" Goku asked his son, mind too cloudy to
realize what he had just asked.

Gohan choked on his drink and almost spit it halfway across the deck. "Daaaad! We use to do that
when I was little!"

"About time then, wouldn't ya say?" Goku nervously laughed.

He got up to coax the demi Saiyan into dancing, but Gohan resisted. "Dad! Mr. Piccolo is right
there!" He whispered angrily.

Of course, the Namekian could hear him perfectly.

"He can join too!" Goku just replied, completely missing the point, making the green man blanch.

The enthusiastic warrior didn't relent and in the end, Gohan gave in.

The two joined Videl and Eighteen and soon the four of them were dancing. Toma looked at
Bardock and tilted his head towards the makeshift dance floor.
"In yer dreams." Bardock replied, downing his drink.

"Alright, I see how it is." Toma sulked.

"If you don't feel like it, I can-" Turles started.

By some weird coincidence Bardock had a change of heart right around there, and dragged Toma
towards the dance floor.

As the group observed the dancers, Turles scooted closer to Roshi.

"We need to talk." Was the first thing the Saiyan said.

Roshi looked at him expectantly.

Turles explained what had happened with Yamcha (Piccolo pretended not to hear anything), and
Master Roshi sat for a good while, analyzing and plotting where to go from here based on the new
info.

"Okay, I'll take it from here, you go have fun." Was all he said in the end.

Turles smirked, and headed towards the dance floor. He found Bardock trying to dance with Toma,
trying being the key word.

"Mind if I cut in?" He asked and started dancing with Toma. Having been around several planets
and intergalactic parties, he knew how to dance.

"HEY!" Bardock shouted.

"Relax, I'll teach Toma and he can teach you, no need to get territorial, Bardy. I'm pack now."
Turles said with a smirk.

"But I-"
 Toma interrupted, "it's okay, 'Dock, anyone can see how uncomfortable you are dancing, we can
practice later, okay?" Toma suggested.

Having no ground to object on, Bardock decided to get another drink at the bar and keep an eye out
for Turles.

Master Roshi watched him go and gave it a few minutes before joining the scarred warrior at the
bar.

"If ya've come to ask me to dance yer crazier than I thought." Bardock snarled.

"Oh, no, no, I'm past my dancing years. I was hoping to talk to you about Yamcha."

"What about that idiot?"

"Well, it would be nice to change his way of viewing homosexuality, wouldn't you say?" Master
Roshi looked at Bardock from above his glasses.

"Homo- What?" Bardock didn't understand what the old man meant.

"I heard from your mate earlier that you are dexterous with your… Ahem, oral faculties. Far be it
from anyone to not admit they're wrong after getting an experience of a lifetime."

Bardock squinted at the old man. A smirk slowly crept on his face. He knew exactly what the old
man wanted.

Chapter End Notes

Ok, so apparently, a study was done with pigs and the results were that pigs seemed to
prefer screwdrivers out of the other alcoholic beverages.
I thought it was funny to have Oolong drinking a screwdriver.
 Bardock's Blind Bargain
Chapter Notes

WARNING.

Slight dub con. Slight.

EDIT***

Somebody felt that this was rape. It isn't, but if you're sensitive to these subjects then
be warned that it 'could' contain a rape scene.

Really, Bardock just gives Yamcha a blowjob. And Yamcha LOVED it, even if he was
unsure at the beginning.

Sorry, but I just don't see it as rape and I was molested when I was 9. And I don't even
see THAT as rape. I also won't belittle people who have been REAL rape victims.
Also, this fic has had a rape/non con tag for a long while now.
Shrugs*

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Bardock was not one to mix with other species, in bed. But if push came to shove, he would take a
deep breath and overlook the fact that he was sexing up a non-Saiyan. Especially if this non-Saiyan
needed to be taught a lesson or two.

At least there wasn't much of an overall superficial difference between Saiyans and the human
male form, Bardock told himself as he made his way to the guest cabins. He remembered
Yamcha's scent, so finding his room wouldn't be a problem.

The old man had told Bardock that Yamcha had reacted so badly towards Goku most likely
because he harbored feelings towards the Earth raised Saiyan and was bitter that he lost his chance
at being with Goku, first with Chichi having snatched him up right after they'd met Goku as an
adult, and now Broly had seemingly swooped in and done the same, resulting in Yamcha now
hiding his emotions behind a veil of anger and prejudice. Most likely also a good portion of self
hatred, he just took it out on Goku for not being the idolized version Yamcha had built up.

Bardock had had a 'light bulb' moment then. Roshi wanted him to pass as Goku to see if Yamcha
indeed reacted how he did because of his feelings towards Goku or if he was really just an asshole
(which Roshi highly doubted).

Bardock chewed on his stick one more time before pocketing it.

As he turned a corner he saw the human down the darkened hallway, leaning up against the wall.
It seemed the quest would be easier than he thought.

Bardock smirked evilly and removed his bandana. Show time.

Yamcha's head was pounding. He didn't remember much from after the meal and everything swam
before his eyes. It'd been strange waking up naked in his room, but he did recall glimpses of his
'dream' and figured he'd stripped naked and 'helped himself' and just didn't remember.

He'd managed to shower and dig out some new clothes, and was currently trying to remember the
way to a bar, while taking a break, leaning against the wall for support.

Urghh! Why does the lighting have to be so dim? He thought to himself. Bulma and her 'romantic
ambiance'. People were not just going to fuck, although he bet Goku and Broly were- NO! Not
going there.

Honestly though, it was hard enough finding his way when he could see properly, but like this…
Still, it hurt his eyes less being here in the dark corner of the hallway, so he'd wait here before
giving it another try. His head was still fuzzy from all the alcohol he'd ingested.

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He spun around, almost losing his balance while doing it.
Goku? It was hard to make out in the dark but the shape of that hair… A warm body pressed
against his own, pushing him up against the wall.

"Wha- Goku, what are you doing?!" Yamcha demanded.

"Shhhh." Came a low voice in his ear. Something about it made Yamcha's brain try to react, but the
alcohol drowned it out. Suddenly, a hand grasped his cock, and started caressing it through his
trousers. Yamcha gasped, and clung to 'Goku'.

"S-stop, I'm not-" The uncertainty in Yamcha's voice could be sliced with a knife.

"Why? Look how hard yer already." Was whispered into Yamcha's ear.

"That- That doesn't mean anything. I'm- I had too much to drink…"
"Yer point? That doesn't change if ya like something or not."

Memories of a palm haired person riding him drifted through Yamcha's mind. Now he really wasn't
sure if that had been a dream or not.

Yamcha opened his mouth to protest, but not one word came out. He was much too focused on
what that hand was doing to him.

"Relax, leave it all to me." Was the last thing 'Goku' said before pulling back and sinking down to
his knees.

Deft hands opened his trousers with no problem, and suddenly Yamcha's view was nothing but
flashes of colors. "Ohhh, fuck!" Yamcha gasped as the hottest and best mouth he'd ever been in
closed around him.

Two hands grasped the 'palm hair' while Yamcha tried not to have his whole soul sucked out
through his dick, despite 'Goku's' best attempts.

"Gods! When did- How are you doing that?" Yamcha panted.

The only answer was an increase in the pace, and Yamcha's knees started buckling.

Yamcha had had his more than fair share of one night stands, but somehow 'Goku' suckled him
better than any of his bed partners. And the fact that it was 'Goku', THE 'Goku, savior of the
universe, strongest warrior alive, so strong and good and kind and everything Yamcha had wanted
to be… Or have', on his knees pleasuring him with his mouth, it made this all the sweeter.

"Goku, I'm gonna…" Yamcha gasped out.

'Goku' upped the ante by increasing the suction and-

What happened after Yamcha would never be able to tell since it all blurred together in an
explosion of color and lights as his body shuddered and spilled itself down his 'childhood friend's'
throat.

His eyes rolled back as his knees finally gave out and he slumped to the ground.

Strong hands grabbed his ass and lowered him down, while the mouth pulled away from the
softening member.

Bardock rose up and looked down on the human, before he made his way over to a large plant in
the corner and spat out the semen, during which he contemplated a few things. First off, human
semen did not taste good like his cub had said, secondly, it seemed this was a bigger mess than first
assumed, it always was when emotions were involved, and thirdly, he had no idea about how to fix
that part.

So Bardock did the best he could do in situations where emotions were high strung.

He left.

Yamcha barely registered 'Goku' leaving him just like that. Just like he had done many times to a
lot of girls after the night was over. Slam, Bam, thank you, ma'am. As his mental faculties returned
to him, Yamcha was made more aware of what just happened. Had Goku been just playing with
him? Did sweet, innocent, and kind Goku just pull a Yamcha, ON YAMCHA? Did he do all this
just to teach him a lesson?

Yamcha's voice caught in his throat. This little tryst hadn't meant anything to Goku, Yamcha was
sure of it. Goku would've at least helped him up if he cared.

On that note, Yamcha pulled himself to his feet. He'd rather not be caught dick out, alone, and
drunk in a corner if he could avoid it.

Wow, Goku just left me.

He was letting this get to him more than he should, but it just bothered him that his friend would
do that. Had he said something to piss him off?

Fighting back any other reactions that might jeopardize his 'macho jock' status, Yamcha shook
himself and made his way to the bar, like he originally planned before Goku happened.

Not long after, Raditz, Vegeta, and an ecstatic Bulma made their way outside to the lower deck.
Raditz still had trouble sensing energy signatures, so Vegeta guided his mates to where the others
were gathered. They passed Beerus and Whis on their way, Bulma waved at them politely, not
wanting to interrupt the food they were currently stuffing their mouths with, while Raditz nearly
broke his back standing straight up from Beerus' proximity. The trio then continued weaving
among the guests until they reached their friends.

"Bulma!" Oolong announced her.

"Hey guys! How's it hanging? I see some of you are having fun." Bulma observed Goku and the
others dancing. "You got Gohan to dance? That guy's a stiff." She sat down next to Toma, while
Raditz and Vegeta took their own lounge chairs.

Toma had eventually given up on this dancing thing and had gone back to idle chatting with
Goku's friends. Turles had danced for a while longer until his feet in high heels had protested.

"Hey, father-in-law~" Bulma patted Toma's hard thigh.

The third oldest Saiyan snorted, having been taught before the wedding all these Earthian terms for
family members. Honestly, (level) circle, cub, brother, mate, source, and carrier, were the only
family terms used on Vegetasei. It made things much simpler. Humans sure made things
complicated for themselves. Aunts, uncles, cousins, grand cousins, and in-laws and what have you.

How they managed was beyond Toma. Bulma was his cub's mate, and as such, in his circle. Simple
as that.

"Well, hello, cub- Er… Uhhh." Toma snapped his fingers several times. " Son- No. Daughter -in-
law?"

Bulma giggled. "Yes, that's the human term, but just call me Bulma, ok?" She said, tossing her new
father-in-law a bone.

"Oh, thank gods." Toma exhaled in relief. He wasn't sure he could remember all these terms.

"Anyway, sorry about the wait, hope you're all having a good time."

"We are~" drawled Turles. "Speaking of, judging by Kakarot's fidgeting before, you guys must've
had some fun too, right?" Came the smug voice of the pirate.

"Ohh, yes, we did. I see you made good use of the wardrobe for you guys." Bulma said, dragging
her sight over Turles' scantily clad form.

"Woman, he is not worth your while." The Prince snarled.

"I'm only looking, hun." Bulma raised her hands in defense. "Oh! Waiter! Some poison if you
please."

A waiter came over and Bulma told him what drinks to bring. Absinthe for the Saiyans, and a
classic margarita for her.

"Ohh, Bulma. I think I like you." Turles said, plucking a drink from the presented platter when the
waiter came back.

Bulma laughed and scooted closer to Turles. "Why, thank you. Just ignore Vegeta, I've needed
someone to talk fashion and bitch with, and while Vegeta can be a bitch, he kind of falls short on
the other point," she said in a conspiratorial voice.

"Not just there~" Turles stage whispered back looking over at Vegeta with a gleam in his eyes.

Bulma smiled, "true, but as long as it's not where it counts~" she responded smugly.

"True, true." Turles said. "Cheers" He held up his drink.

"Turles. You best behave if you know what is good for you." Vegeta said in a warning voice.

"Quiet Prince, the adults are talking." The dark skinned Saiyan snarked.

Before Vegeta could explode, Bulma raised her glass, "to big Saiyan dicks!" She said wickedly and
clinked her glass against Turles'.

"I'll drink to that." Came a voice from behind them suddenly. Everyone's heads turned towards
Bardock making his way towards the group.

"There you are." Toma said. "Did you go to the… Tielet?" He said, still forgetting the name of the
weird thing.
 Bardock hummed and sat next to his mate. He stole a rather large sip from Toma's drink and
swished it around his mouth.

Toma stared at him with an incredulous expression. "You didn't."

Bardock swallowed the absinthe. "I most certainly did."

"Who?"

"Oh, just some schmuck. Does it really matter? I was bored." Bardock turned to look at Goku still
dancing, and called out to him. "You were right, cub! Human spunk is nasty as-"

"OKAY, changing subject." Came Krillin's voice.

Meanwhile, Goku tried desperately not to look like that weirdo-shouting-about-sperm was in
anyway connected to him, no matter what their looks suggested.

Chapter End Notes

Kudos to my kid for coming up with Turles' snarky remark towards Vegeta.

"Quiet Prince, the adults are talking." The dark skinned Saiyan snarked.

[NO. My kid is NOT reading this story, he just knows the gist of it. And sometimes
gives me ideas. There's nothing wrong with that.]
 Vegeta's Rage
Chapter Notes

Warning?

Past homophobic slurs mentioned.

And Eighteen is a BADASS MOFO.

Eventually, the dancers stopped and went back to their seats, both to take a breather and get refills
on their drinks.

They made more small talk, the Saiyans getting to know more about the Earthians and the
Earthians getting to know more about the Saiyans.

Gohan and Videl had to come to terms that THIS was their family.

Goku desperately tried to steer the conversation away when it got too raunchy by human standards,
but he could only do so much.

'Dock didn't help things either, not to mention Turles or Bulma. Even Toma had to elbow Bardock
a few times. Vegeta was just amused at how hard they tried.

Goku kept flagging for drinks, it'd do little to stop the pack, but hopefully it'd keep his Earth
friends from remembering too much.

Just then, a familiar voice greeted them.

"Heeeeey~" A buzzed Cheelai greeted them. "There- You all have been."

"Please forgive her, she's had a bit too many to drink." Lemo apologized for her.

"Honey, we all -hic- have." Bulma scooched over to Turles and patted the now empty seat next to
her. Lemo and Cheelai both squeezed in between Bulma and Toma.

"Yeah, we have!" Videl joined in, taking a sip of her drink.

Cheelai spotted Turles in his revealing dress. "Heeeeeeyyyyyyy there~" Came out in what was
properly intended to be in a seductive voice.

Turles snorted and started laughing at Cheelai's poor attempt at trying to sound sexy, he waved her
closer and pulled her down on his lap. Now Bardock, Toma, Lemo, and Bulma had more space to
sit comfortably. "Sooo, have you guys had a fun night?" He asked his… Female friend with perks.

"Oh- Pshhhh- We met -hic- a whole buncha people." Cheelai grinned at her lover. "You can't
BELIEVE how many people are into -hic- my beautiful green skin. Tell- Tell him, Lllllemo."

Lemo hid his face in his hands and shook his head.

"And the drinks taste really good, so you -hic- be nice or…" She stopped while trying to come up
with a consequence.

"Yeees?" Turles asked, indulging her.

"Or I won't fuck you, there!" She tried to make a victorious gesture but almost slid from Turles' lap
instead.

"Think you need a dick before you can withhold it, just Saiyan." Turles stabilized the giggly
woman with one arm.

Cheelai looked like she had an epiphany, "right… Bul-Bulma can you get me -hic- a dick?" She
asked.

Bulma snorted, "sure thing. You guys can even pick out what features it can have."

Both Cheelai and Turles made excited 'Oh' faces.

Piccolo's eye twitched as he just looked determinedly into his drink, aka, glass of water.

"YES, I'mma get a dick, and then not fuck you with it if you're -hic- not good." She smiled at her
plan.
"Whatever you say, Cheelai." Turles said, "but we both know I'm not a good boy."

Gohan chanced a glance at Turles and blushed.

"Ohh, Videl, you guys can have one too, if you want." Bulma tossed out, casual as you please.

"WHAT?!" Gohan and Videl both exclaimed, turning bright red.

Cheelai added her two cents, "Yeah, -hic- Saiyans love a dick up their… The cunt thing." The
green alien wiggled her finger. "Bet he'd like it." She nodded along to her own logic.

Most of the humans looked more confused than embarrassed for a moment.

"His what now?" Oolong asked.

Bulma was bursting with excitement here. "OHH, I can explain, you see-"

Piccolo got up. "This is where I take my leave." He said goodnight to the group and left for his
room to meditate, not NAP no matter what Nail said… Or Kami, for that matter.

Eighteen looked at his disappearing form. "Okay, will someone please explain now?"

Bulma then gleefully told everyone about the wonders of Saiyan biology, relishing in the
confused, then shocked, then disbelieving faces of the audience.

"So, when she said 'cunt' she really meant…" Oolong trailed off.

"A Saiyan vagina or 'mangina', yes indeed." Said Bulma.

Oolong looked slack jawed over at Turles, who just wiggled his fingers at the pig in a 'come hither'
way.

Cheelai slapped Turles' shoulder.

"What? I told you, I'm a bad boy."

"Yes, you are~" Cheelai smiled, lost in very pleasant memories. "I mean -hic- NO, you stop that
now."

"But you'll miss it if I do stop, and if I don't stop, then…" Here he let Cheelai do the math for
herself.

Cheelai looked confused again, "but if you don't stop being a bad boy then I'll never get to use it -
hic- and I want toooo~" She looked like she had been tasked with figuring out the meaning of life
rather than whether or not to fuck her lover.

Goku suddenly reached over and punched Vegeta in the arm.

"Ow? What the fuck, Kakarot?!"

Gohan asked, "yeah, why did you do that, dad?"

"He knows what he did!" Goku blushed and put on an affronted face, rubbing his arm in the exact
same spot he had hit Vegeta.

Vegeta just glared, "did you not just hurt yourself now too?"

Goku was silent for about two seconds. "Maybe, but that's NOT the point."

Vegeta just rolled his eyes and resumed drinking.

Goku turned away, undignified, and his gaze landed on his brother. Raditz smirked at him and
blew him a kiss.
Goku blushed a deeper shade of red and downed his drink. "I need some more of this." He looked
around but didn't see any waiters.

About to get up, Master Roshi stopped him, "I'll get you all some drinks. Goodness knows I'm not
doing much else. Toma, can you help an old man with the tray?"

Toma, eager to lend a hand, stood up and followed the bearded human to the bar.

"But yes, I can get you guys some strap-ons, if you want them." Bulma winked at the blushing
couples. "Ahh, that reminds me of Yamcha. Believe it or not he loved to get pegged, even more
than fucking me, can you believe? That guy is so deep in the closet he's basically in Narnia. Sadly,
that was also why we kept breaking up, speaking of, where IS Yamcha? I haven't seen him since…
Since dinner actually." Bulma asked the group.

The reactions the question had on the group were clear to see, some looked upset, some
embarrassed, and Tien and Goku just looked depressed. Strangely enough, both Bardock and
Turles looked smug for some reason.

Vegeta shifted in his seat when he felt the sadness over the bond, and looked concerned over at
Goku.

"Whoa?! What's with the faces, you guys? What happened?" Bulma asked.

"Eheheh, Well… You see…" Krillin began.

"Yamcha said something horrible and I knocked him out." Eighteen finished for her husband.

"What?!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Yamcha called Goku a faggot. Then he accused Turles, Bardock, and Toma of being fags too."
Oolong took an angry sip from his drink.

A sudden sound of glass breaking caught the group's attention, not to mention the sudden
vibrations of the boat.
"VEGETA, NO!" Came from both Bulma and Goku at the same time.

Goku, ever the fearless one, reached over and grabbed Vegeta's shoulders. "THIS is yer wedding
night! Ya've waited years for this! Dun ruin it! Not for this!"

"He DARE use such a derogatory term on you!" The Prince's aura came dangerously close to
ascending. A few guests noticed the shaking and quaking of the boat, some of them even screamed
'hurricane'.

"I know, I know! But please dun do this! Not here and not now! For Raditz and Bulma's sake if not
yers. Please."

Goku's pleading face and voice, and the knowledge that he'd never forgive himself for ruining this
day all three of them had waited so long for, being the only things that kept the Prince from flying
straight through the ship and ripping the stupid human's head off.

Raditz and Bulma also reached over, and grabbed each of Vegeta's arms gently.

"Vegeta, please listen to us. Don't do this." Said Bulma.

Raditz didn't get what was going on, but he'd rarely seen Vegeta so angry and was afraid of what he
might do.

The solution to their problems came in the form of a pissed off blonde.

'SLAP'.

Eighteen put all her strength into it. "Stop this now! I already punched the bastard! If you want to
beat him up, do it later and not while we're celebrating. Understood?!"

Everyone gaped at her and Krillin looked like he wanted to propose again.

Vegeta was very surprised by the action, it hadn't hurt in the least, but it was so unexpected. His
anger was replaced by shock, and then disbelief.
"You DARE strike m-"

"Oh, grow up! You're acting like a toddler who had too many sweets and now has a stomach ache."
Eighteen continued, "I should know, having a kid of my own. And I can put you in the naughty
corner too if need be. So suck it up. Nobody likes that Yamcha acted like a total dick, but you don't
see US trying to ruin everybody else's fun."

"Krillin. I don't suppose I could borrow your wife?" Turles asked in a rhetorical way.

"Hey!" Cheelai said.

"Oh, don't worry, you can join too. You fuck and she slaps. It'd be amazing." Turles replied, staring
with starry eyes at Eighteen and rubbing his legs together.

Krillin made a choked sound between a scoff and a squeal. "NO, you can't borrow her!!!"

Eighteen turned and looked at him, "ahem! I believe that's MY decision?"

She turned towards Turles, "can my husband join in?" She asked in a no-nonsense tone.

Turles looked over at Krillin "...How big is he?" The pirate asked as an answer.

"Huuuuge."

"EIGHTEEN!!!!" Krillin's voice went up a few octaves.

"I figured. Having gotten you for a wife, no offence." Turles said, the last part aimed at Krillin.

The monk glared at the Saiyan and gave him the middle finger.

"But how huuuuge, are we talking?" Turles carried on.

Eighteen showed with her hands, while Krillin hid his face.

Turles looked at her hands, then snorted and barked out in laughter.

"Ohh, honey, you should see Raditz over here, or better yet, Broly. But for those slaps and the one
who actually slapped the Prince, I can deal with that." Turles smirked.

"Oh, really? You guys don't think that's big? Very well then. Whip them out." Eighteen ordered.

"BEG YOUR PARDON?" Vegeta said in a shocked voice.

"Ohohohoh, this just got interesting." Oolong piped up.

It was a good thing Turtle had fallen asleep. His poor heart wouldn't have taken this new turn of
events.
 Eighteen's Request

"I said. Whip. Them. Out."

"B-but Broly ain't here. It wouldna work without him… Right? Guys?" Goku asked, trying to reign
this… Whatever it was, in again.

"Luckily, I have a dick chart!" Exclaimed Bulma.

"I want to see for myself." said Eighteen.

"You can, I'll just use it to show Broly. As a stand in if you will." Bulma explained. "Everyone
else, you heard her, down with your pants!"

"Here?! I-i-in front of our drinks?!" Goku tried one last ditch attempt.

"Pfffff, since when do you care about nudity, Son?" Bulma gave Goku a look. "All your life you've
been carefree and not preoccupied with that sort of thing."

"I dun care about nudity, but not when everyone's eyes are on me!" Goku whined.

"Since when?! You've done a lot more than be naked in front of a crowd." Bulma said with an evil
smile. Goku blushed at the reminder.

"That was quite a show back then." Vegeta said. The other Saiyans nodded in agreement.

"THAT WAS DIFFERENT!" Goku just felt too self conscious being naked in front of his friends
right now. It was like learning to be a Saiyan and not care about nudity all over again. It was one
thing to be naked with his fellow Saiyans, and another thing to bare himself to his friends, whom
he had known since forever, so they could see how big his dick was.

Tien tried cautiously, "umm, what are they talking about?"

"NEVERMIND!" Cried Goku.

Bulma carried on, ignoring Goku's outbursts. "Besides, it's my ship. What are they going to do?
Toss us out? I think not! Now, you lot, naked. Chop, chop." Bulma sipped her drink like a Bond
villain who'd just delivered their monologue.

Predictably, Turles was the first to lift up his dress. He told Cheelai to stand up for a bit while he
flashed his package to the others. Raditz followed at which point all the human males simply
gawked and crossed their legs feeling very self aware, wondering how the hell he could get it up
without passing out from blood loss in the brain.

"But- Toma ain't here either!"

"I'm not where?" Toma had come back from the bar with Master Roshi, and placed the drink trays
carefully on the table.

"FUCK!" Goku cussed.

Vegeta just laughed at Goku's predicament, feeling calmer after getting so worked up.

"Wow. That's the first time I've heard you cuss, Goku." Oolong snickered. "What, is it that you
don't have a nice rod to go with your big body?"

Goku stared at the pig, his eye twitching. "I give up." He said in a resigned voice. "And I have a
perfectly normal locker 'rod', thank ya very much."

Bardock squinted and showed out his hand, spacing out his thumb and index finger a few inches
from each other. 'He's tiny.' The old Saiyan mouthed.

"I took after ya, baba, stop that. Yer draggin' yerself down too." Goku just said.

Toma snorted and then looked away when Bardock aimed a stink eye at him.
"So, how- How about you Toma?" Cheelai asked.

"Oh! We're all doing it?" Toma set the tray of drinks on the table, much to the group's delight, and
casually slipped down his pants.

Lemo had to hide his face should others see him blushing.

At this point a very nervous waiter finally mustered the courage to come over and politely ask
them to put their clothes on again for the sake of the other guests.

Bulma just looked at him, fished out a large sum of bills and tossed it at him with orders to ignore
it, and keep the drinks coming.

The waiter looked at the bills in his hands, then at the Saiyans, and then headed back towards the
bar.

"Continue." Bulma said like an empress surveying her subjects.

Vegeta modestly crossed his legs.

"Oh, don't think you're exempt from the show."

"Woman. I do NOT show-"

"NO WAY?!" Came Eighteen's voice. "You're big too?!" She said looking at Toma.

"Umm, I gue-"

"YES. He is!" Came proudly from Bardock.

"Honey, this is them with their dick all soft. Saiyans are growers, not showers.
Tien and Krillin practically gulped down their respective drinks.

Eighteen pressed her lips, one side of her mouth tilted up in thought. "Alright. Show us how big
you can get."

"Now keep in mind, these boys are latchers, the big boys so to speak. Lockers are a bit more
human friendly. Right, Goku?" Bulma winked at her friend.

Goku choked on his drink here. After clearing his throat, he tried one last attempt, "Bulma, come
on…"

"Off with them, Son." Bulma said mercilessly.

Goku was done at this point, "was gettin' fucked in front of ya not enough?"

Now Gohan choked on his drink. Videl slapped his back a few times before he was able to croak
out a 'WHAT?'

"That was for science, it doesn't count, Son." Bulma said it like she had just been forced to explain
that two plus two equals four.

Goku hung his head. This was one battle he could not win.

He dejectedly stood up.

Gohan tensed and he looked away, not wanting to see his dad show off his… Private part, even
though Gohan had seen it numerous times. The context was what mattered. And Gohan didn't want
to- OH, MY, GODS. He really couldn't help himself. His curiosity got the best out of him and he
had to take a peak and now the image was carved inside his brain and-

Gohan was so caught up in his surprise that he didn't notice Turles' eyes on him, noticing the
hidden interest on Gohan's face.

"Alright. Make them hard." Eighteen commanded.

Krillin whined, Tien was actually intrigued, Oolong covered his eyes but was obviously looking
through his fingers, Master Roshi drank from his beer, Turtle snored, and Bulma kept pestering
Vegeta to drop his pants, to which the Prince simply gave her the cold shoulder.

"Why is your oldest friend like this?" Krillin asked Goku.

"Why is yer wife like this?" Retorted the Earth raised Saiyan as he started pumping his flaccid
member.

"Good point." Said Krillin.

Bardock butted in here, "if ya need help I can-"

"NO!" Shouted Goku. They were NOT opening that can of worms here and now.

"How about just Toma then?" Said Bardock, internally scoffing at the silly no-blood-relations thing
humans had.

"Yeah... Sure." Goku said, knowing fully well there was no way of getting out of this limp.

Bardock needed no further prompting and got started on his mate.

Videl hid her face at this point, praying that it would be over soon, and Gohan followed her
example. He did NOT need to see his grandparents getting sexual with each other.

Again a waiter shuffled over, looking everywhere but Bardock and was about to ask them to 'stop,
please', when Bulma simply tossed another wad of cash into the waiter’s face, and he shuffled off
again.

Honestly, this was an adult LGBT party, what did her employees expect? A tea party?

Meanwhile, Bardock had gotten Toma hard, and reluctantly pulled off his mate, for the sake of
inspection.

A chorus of gasps sounded throughout the Earthlings, including some other spectators that
happened to catch the handsome warriors getting naked and jacking off. Lemo just shook his head
and focused on his drink, already used to the Saiyans being, well, Saiyans.
There was a sound of a body landing on the floor somewhere, but since no one shrieked, Bulma
figured it was ok.

Cheelai gave a 'WOOO!' and stumbled over as she tried to sit back down. Turles was able to
stabilize her, just before she could fall.

"Okay, I give in. You guys are big." Eighteen said, eyes glued to Toma's pole.

"You should see Broly. Here, have a look." Bulma unfurled the dick chart.

"HOLY SHIT!" Came from all the Earthlings as they read the 'dick chart'.

"I wasn't able to fit Broly." Cheelai called out. "He is -hic- Waaaay too big for little ol' me."

"Bulma, why do ya even have that here?" Asked Goku.

"Never mind that now, the important thing is how are YOU able to walk and not limp around, Son.
Because I've seen you take all of it."

Everyone but the full Saiyans now gawked at Goku.

Surprisingly, it was Videl who said what they were all thinking, "you fuck all of THAT on a daily
basis?! You have to be popping Senzu beans like tic-tacs!"

"VIDEL!" Came Gohan's horrified voice.

"What? I'm just saying what we're all wondering!" She tried to defend herself.

"Calm down, I only need those if he goes Super Saiyan, I'm just more built for it than a human is,
that's all." Goku tried to explain.
"Built for it?! Unless you're missing organs down there, it should still not work!" Eighteen said.
"Where do you find the space for it?!"

Goku's entire body turned red and he frowned as best he could at the android. "I just have a part of
me where it fits, ok?" Goku said, wanting to move on NOW.

"HANG ON!" Said Eighteen, "if he gets hard while Super Saiyan, then how big-"

Here, Goku just hid his face in his hands and refused to acknowledge any more questions.

Wanting to help his little brother out, Raditz cleared his throat and diverted the group's attention to
him. "I'm pretty big myself." He said while exposing his erection with a flourish, proudly showing
off.

Hey, if you got it, flaunt it.

 The Royal Shaft
Chapter Notes

WARNING. Implied incest, incestuous desires.

Eighteen's eyes almost popped out of her head. "You fucked that tonight?!" She asked Bulma.

"Yep! Sure did. He couldn't go all the way in though. But yeah, I'm -hic- Married to that." She
patted the head of Raditz's dick like one petted a dog.

Raditz looked unsure how to respond to this new action. Vegeta had no such problem. He reached
over and very lightly wacked her hand.

"Woman stop this! He's not a pet."

Bulma kept petting nonetheless. "But it's so pretty!" She replied.

Goku had finally managed to get himself hard, and extra self conscious, "there. Ya've had yer
look."

Eyes fell on him and comments were withheld. After seeing Toma and Raditz's dicks, Goku's just
wasn't that impressive, even though it had a perfectly good size for a human.

"And before ya start, I'm average size for a locker." Goku said in a flat tone and lifted his pants
again. The stretchy material didn't do much to conceal his state of arousal, but at least it was better
than having his dick out.

Videl could now finally look in that direction again now that her father-in-law at least was
covered, even though it was still tenting his pants. At least she now knew where Gohan had gotten
those genes from.

Absentmindedly, she wondered what having normal in-laws was like.

Toma covered himself as well, his dick had started to wilt since no attention was being paid to it
anymore, Raditz followed suit, taking a seat again and downing his drink as he did so, and Turles
pulled down his dress and sat back down.

"And I'm the same size as my brat here." Bardock nodded at Goku. "But who cares, we still 'have'
our mates' cocks in a way, right cub?" Bardock winked.

Goku kept silent and just flagged the now very rich but slightly traumatized waiter, for more
absinthe.

"So what about you, Vegeta? Gonna show us yours? Or is there hardly anything to show?" Oolong,
in his drunken mind, dared taunt the Prince of all Saiyans.

Vegeta scoffed. "The day I have to prove a pig wrong…"

"IS TODAY, Prince Tsundere!" Cried Bulma.

Several people choked on their drinks when they heard the name and some curled up laughing.

"AGAIN WITH THAT NAME! Tell me what it means!" Vegeta demanded while looking around.
Everyone avoiding his eyes.

"Don't change subjects on me, Vegeta. We're waiting~" Bulma said slyly.

"I do not need to show my cock to a bunch of inferior Earthlings just so you can gawk at me!"

"Fine fine, I'll tell them then. It's actually a bit smaller than Goku's, but it's in proportion, so…"
Bulma trailed off.

Vegeta stared, jaw almost to the ground. "WOMAN! IT IS NOT AND YOU KNOW THAT
FULLY WELL!"

Bulma smirked like a cat who caught the canary. "Prove it."
"Yeah, Prince. Show us what you got." Turles winked at the royal.

Vegeta was at his wit's end. "Kakarot, tell them! You have tried it many times!"

Here, people choked on their drinks again. "WHAT???!!!" They all cried out.

"Ohh, no, Prince Tsundere, I'm sorry but my slow third class brain can't really remember very well.
As ya know."

Call him petty, but if he had to strip, so did Vegeta.

The royal gave Goku a wilting glare, and Goku ignored it, having lots and lots of practice.

Check -and fucking- Mate.

Vegeta had no other option. He did not want to reduce himself to showing a lower species how big
he was, but the thought of them picturing Vegeta with a smaller dick was winning over.

With a huff, Vegeta lowered his spandex, grabbed Goku by his shirt, and pulled him down in front
of him. "Then use your third class mouth to make me hard." He said ominously.

Gasps came from the group. Goku stared slack jawed at the Prince. He was not about to suck
Vegeta off in front of his life long friends! Was he?

Gohan tried to speak up, he was not ready to see his dad give a blowjob here, or anywhere for that
matter. In a surprise move, Videl slapped her hand over his mouth.

Gohan prayed someone would interrupt.

"Hey! I'm the blowjob master around here! It should be me!" Came Bardock's voice.

'Not what I meant!' Gohan screamed internally. Having his 'grandmother' do it was not much
better!
Noticing Goku's indecisiveness, Vegeta made it easier for him. He stuck a thumb in Goku's mouth,
opening it, and shoved his dick inside. The hand not opening Goku's mouth then buried itself in the
younger Saiyan's hair, keeping his head flush with his crotch.

Goku gave a surprised choke. He tried pushing himself away, but lacked conviction. He gave up
rather quickly, Vegeta's scent WAS intoxicating, and the many glasses of absinthe were clouding
his better judgement anyway. With a sigh, Goku started sucking on the soft member.

Once Vegeta was sure Goku would not try to get away, he removed his thumb from Goku's mouth
while the other helped Goku create a steady rhythm.

Goku figured, if he was going to be doing this, there was no way he'd look like he was bad at
sucking, at the very least. Bardock would rip him a new one if he shamed him in 'this' area.

At this point, the waiter just showed up and collected the cash before placing down some more
drinks and leaving without saying a word.

Soon enough, Vegeta was at full mast and he pulled Goku off him, giving the others a prime view
of his erection. Sure he wasn't as big as some latchers, but he was very well endowed.

"Happy?" The Prince snarled, waiting for a few seconds before pulling up his pants.

Goku got up and gave Vegeta a dirty look, he plopped down in his seat and grabbed his drink and
downed it.

"Oh, very much so." Eighteen said in a flat voice. She couldn't believe Saiyans were so hung.

Suddenly, Krillin was not as big as she thought he was. He still had a great personality though.

Besides there was no way she'd be able to take one of those latcher monsters fully.

Turles whistled, "not bad for a locker, eh?"

"Well, now that that's over with…" Krillin exhaled, wiping sweat from his forehead, even though
the weather was a nice kind of chilly.

"Yeah, that was… Informative." Tien tilted his head and grabbed his drink, eager to bury the many
images of Saiyan dick from his mind.
Toma and Bardock returned to their seats. Toma happened to catch Master Roshi's calculating gaze.
"Actually, I'm gooing to take a break." Toma said before sitting down.

"Oh? Gonna mingle with the Earthians?" Bardock asked with a knowing smile.

"Ehehehe! It's not like that. You know I don't swing that way." Toma scratched the back of his
head. He wasn't a good liar. At all. And Bardock could see right through him.

"Fine, fine. If ya say so." Bardock grabbed his glass and watched his mate leave to who knows
where.

Once the group had settled into small talk again, Roshi slid next to Bardock. "You were lucky not
to show us yours."

"Lucky? Nah. I just didn't need to. I don't care either way."

"I take it things went well?"

"I've been mistaken for Kakarot a few times. Nothing I couldn't handle." Bardock said in a low
voice.

"Good, good." Roshi replied. "Hey everyone! We forgot to tell Bardock to show us his!" He
laughed like an old creep.

"THE FUCK?!" Bardock straightened up in his seat.

"I fucking told ya, I'm the same size as my brat, AND Turles is my fucking clone! And he flashed
ya, there's nothing new to see!"

"Oh, come on, Bardy. Everyone had to show off." Turles sneered at Bardock.

The conversation interrupted, the group had now all eyes on Bardock, waiting expectantly.
Bardock knew they wouldn't let it go until he did the same thing the other Saiyans did.

With an exasperated exhale, Bardock stood up and lowered his pants.

Everyone leaned over to take a peek apart from the full Saiyans and Gohan. The last thing the demi
wanted to see was his grandmother's dick… There were so many things wrong with that thought.

The reactions were lacking. "So, it really does look like Goku's" Eighteen said.

Bardock just looked at her in a 'DUH!' way.

"Now, if ya want to see it hard I'll need a dick to suck on, and since Toma is not here…" He left the
question hanging in the air.

No one moved, the full Saiyans didn't want to freak out the Earthlings with the incest, he didn't
want to give Turles the satisfaction, and the humans were still bound by their sense of modesty
and four just didn't have a dick.

Vegeta could've done it, but he knew Bardock would pull out all the stops to get it over with fast,
and he didn't need the humans seeing him come in a few clicks.

"For fucks sake! I'm the best blowjob ya'll ever get!" Said Bardock, annoyed by the humans first
demanding he strip and then being shy now.

Tien made a fatal mistake. He snorted. "Don't think you're hyping yourself up a tiny bit there?"

Bardock narrowed his eyes, and crossed over to where he was sitting, and before the semi drunk
demi human could stop him, Bardock ripped off the pants and dove in.

Challenge fucking accepted!

It took four seconds, well four and a third seconds if you wanted to be precise, before Tien curled
his body up and came while seeing stars.

He sat dazed while everyone sat dumbstruck, aside from the individuals who knew what Bardock
could do.
The silence was shattered by Vegeta laughing uproariously at Tien. Oh, he now had so much
ammo to rub in the three eyed human's face.

Sure, no one stood a chance against Bardock, but the humans didn't know that, and now Tien
looked like a bigger quickshot than Raditz with Kakarot.

With a smug face, Bardock rose up and went over to the railing and spat out the unpleasant tasting
cum. He then swaggered back and sat down, giving the group a full view of his hardening dick.

"Anyone else wanna try me?" Bardock offered before he picked up the bottle of absinthe (the
waiter had decided to stop going to them and just left the bottles there. The money just wouldn't be
enough for all the therapy he would need) and downed it under the astounded eyes of the humans.

Challenge fucking won!

Raditz wanted to take Bardock up on his offer but held back for the sake of Goku telling them to
behave.

Cheelai giggled like crazy in Turles' lap.

Turles' tail swished around in languid pleasure over the drama unfolding.

Lemo had just decided to look up into the sky and pretend nothing was happening.

Gohan couldn't get rid of the images of Saiyan cock out of his mind.

Videl wasn't sure how she felt about it all. Could Bulma really give her a strap on?

Bulma's wicked smile could've lit up the whole cruise ship.

Vegeta sat preening over Tien looking like a proverbial virgin.

Oolong felt extremely inadequate after seeing that even Bardock had a good size.

Tien was still dazed from that amazing orgasm.

Goku couldn't believe he had seen his carrier do that to one of his friends.

Krillin couldn't believe his wife had caused all this mess.

Eighteen was strongly considering Bardock's offer, even if she didn't have a dick, per se.

Master Roshi sat there sipping from his beer and watched the events fold.

Turtle still lay there snoring, none the wiser. Lucky him.

Bulma decided to 'stir the pot' a bit. "And just think, you guys, this is just the first night of the
cruise!"

Groans where heard all around, while Bulma, Vegeta, and Turles just laughed at their plight.
 Toma's Toss of the Dice

"Six undiluted absinthe frappes, a screwdriver, and uh- Oh… Eight margaritas. Original." Master
Roshi asked the bartender.

"Are you from the first deck lounge table?" The bartender asked.

Roshi looked perplexed. "Why yes, why do you…"

"Just a hunch. A waiter will be over soon with your drinks."

"It's fine, we'll take them. I have a strapping young man- Er, Saiyan to help me." Roshi told the
bartender.

The woman nodded and got to preparing their drinks.

"I have a feeling you needed to tell me something?" Toma asked the old man.

"Indeed." Roshi cleared his throat. "It's about Yamcha, and his attitude towards gay people."

"Gay?" Toma tilted his head.

"People that like the same sex, like you Saiyans. Even if you have one gender, you are still
attracted to the same gender, catch my drift?"

"I suppose… So we're considered 'gay' on Earth?"

Roshi nodded. "But that's beside the point. I've known Yamcha all my life. Heard a few things here
and there and was able to confirm them. He has had many women as his bed partners and he loves
getting fucked BY them. But he doesn't want to try being with a man because he thinks it'll make
him less of a man. Yamcha is what you call on Earth a 'closeted person'. That means he doesn't
want to admit he's gay, or at least bisexual. He's 'in the closet', as we say here. And it's high time he
come out of it."
"I see, but why are people in the 'closet' at all?"

Roshi sighed, "sadly, there are a lot of humans who dislike and frown upon gay people, feeling that
because it takes a male and female to have a child, then that is the only right way. Not to mention
some religions tell their followers that it's sinful. I don't suppose that makes much sense to you
Saiyans?"

Toma looked shocked, "no, sex was a common practice on our planet, and even other planets I've
seen all have the basic mindset. If the inhabitants experience it naturally, then that is the nature of
their kind. You humans are the only ones I've ever known to twist the view of your nature like
that."

Suddenly, the ship started vibrating as if an Earthquake was happening but at sea.

"HURRICANE!" Somebody screamed. A few guests started running inside for cover.

"What the…" Toma looked back at their table and could see Goku trying to calm Vegeta down.
"Oh, crap." He was about to go see what had happened, when Roshi put a hand on his shoulder.

"Let his mates handle it. It wouldn't be the first time Vegeta lost his temper. But I can assure you
your cubs and Bulma will know what to do. Vegeta doesn't need more people crowding around
him."

Toma didn't like it, but he knew that his cubs and Bulma were the best ones to handle an upset
Vegeta.

He sat back down on the bar stool and continued with their conversation. "You're telling me all this
about Yamcha but- What's all this have to do with me?" Toma didn't like the gleam in the old
man's eyes. It even shown through his ever present sunglasses.

"I can't ask this of anyone else. Krillin has no interest in men, and Tien is too pure hearted to take
what he wants. So I was wondering, a fellow with your experience in matters of sex, could maybe
help Yamcha realize that being gay can be a wonderful thing, and he doesn't need to be afraid of
it."
"Whoa, wait. Are you asking me to have sex with him?"

"Basically."

Toma ran a hand up his face and over his head. "I'd really like to help, I would, but I don't mix with
non-Saiyans."

"Oh, come now. We're all friends here. You can make an exception, I'm sure. He even looks a bit
Saiyan-esque, don't you think so?"

"I- He does but-" Toma couldn't think clearly with all the commotion around him.

Then, as soon as it started, the vibrations stopped. Toma could see the yellow haired woman
talking to Vegeta but the noise around him couldn't let Toma hear what was being said.

"Ah. Looks like Eighteen took matters into her own hands again. Good. She knows how to tame
the fiercest lions, let me tell you." Roshi said as he glanced over at their group.

Toma didn't know what 'lions' meant but got the idea.

"Anyways, you can pretend he's a Saiyan. He even has some scars on his face like your mate
does."

Toma sighed. Seemed like this old human wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. "Ok, what's in it
for me?"

"Aside from helping Yamcha out and enjoying it in the process, I could teach you some techniques
I taught Goku when he was young."

Toma perked up at this. "Techniques?"

Roshi nodded. "I taught him almost everything he knows. Goku picked up a technique or two here
and there, but most of his fighting skills were learned from yours truly."
"And you can still teach?"

"HEH-HEH-HEH!" Roshi gave his signature chuckle. "One is never too old to teach. And I can
still fight too."

Toma regarded the old master. He looked one puff of air away from having the whole card tower
collapse. "You better make good on your promise then."

"Excellent!" Master Roshi turned to observe the rather shaken bartender prepare the rest of their
drinks.

Yamcha was seated at the bar in the dance hall on the third deck, he had miraculously made it
without tripping over his own feet.

He had originally gone to the lower deck but as soon as he had caught a glimpse of Goku, he had
blushed and his dick had taken on a mind of its own.

There was no way he was going to join the group with a raging boner, so Yamcha quickly retreated
to the inside of the ship, went up a couple of flights and ended up in the disco, on the same deck as
the restaurants.

He ordered another whiskey on the rocks and contemplated the latest events that had happened to
him. First that 'maybe' dream, where Goku was riding his dick so wonderfully. Then having that
same person suck him off and make him come in a matter of seconds.

Yamcha had never come from a blowjob so quickly before. And Bulma was pretty good at it.
Yamcha was just one of those guys that took a looong time to come from oral sex.

But Goku had been so fantastic at it-

Yamcha slammed his fist down on the counter. HE WAS NOT GAY, DAMMIT! And definitely
not gay for Goku, or Tien, or any other guy.

He flagged the bartender for a refill, and told them to leave the bottle. In one tilt of the glass, he
downed his drink, enjoying the burn in the back of his throat and debated on whether he should get
shit faced as soon as possible, or enjoy the ride.

He pivoted in his bar stool and looked at the people dancing. He remembered those times he would
go clubbing with Bulma. Those nights had been so much fun, and Yamcha would end up getting
pegged by her, and loving it.

But he was not gay, it was just how the nerves were wired in his body.

He watched as the nicely dressed women danced with their partners. There were a couple of girls
dancing together, Yamcha noticed and he whistled at them.

Just then, a man sat down next to him.

"Yamcha, is it?" Came the question.

Figuring it was a baseball fan, Yamcha turned his head and found Goku's- Dad’s partner or
whatever- Next to him.' Great ', Yamcha thought. Couldn't he have any 'Saiyan-free time'?

"Yes, that's me. You were… Tomato?" Yamcha tried. The details honestly escaping him.

"Close, it's 'Toma'. I understand that you and Kakarot are old friends?" Toma asked, trying to get a
conversation going.

"Yeah, we're friends, what else could we be?" Yamcha answered, muttering the last part.

Any human would've missed it in the music, but Saiyan hearing caught it.

"I see, well the thing is, you seemed like you could use someone to drink with, and if it's ok with
you, maybe tell me some of what I've missed from Kakarot's early life here?"

Yamcha was really not in the mood to talk about Goku, of all people, but he found it hard to deny
Goku's history to a close relative. Besides, drinking alone was just sad.

Yamcha flagged the bartender again, and let Toma order. Toma simply asked for a bottle of
whatever Yamcha was having. The bartender brought the bottle and a glass and left again, glad to
not have to pour the drinks themselves.

"You sure you wanna drink that? This stuff can be a bit strong if you're not used to it."
Toma smiled, "thank you, but I'll give it a go, nonetheless," and drank a glass.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Yamcha replied and started telling about how he'd met Goku as a
kid.

A few stories and a while later, Yamcha's vision was swimming around the edges, he cast a glance
over to Toma's bottle. His was nearly empty, but that couldn’t be right, Yamcha had only had a few
glasses, Toma must've gulped them down and yet he seemed very lucid.

"How do you do that?" Yamcha slurred.

"Drink?" Toma asked.

"No, no -hic- How do you look so... Not-drunk?" His addled brain trying to get the words out.

Toma chuckled and picked up the bottle, turning it in his hands. "Saiyans can hold their alcohol
pretty well. This here is like water to us.”

"....Well fuuuck me." Said Yamcha, missing the gleam in Toma's eyes.

"Is that an invitation?" The older Saiyan asked.

"HA!" Yamcha finished his drink. "If my bottle is empty and I'm still standing."

Toma smiled smugly and took Yamcha's half full bottle and brought it to his lips.

Yamcha's eyes widened as he saw the Saiyan drink the whiskey as if it were merely water.

Toma finished the bottle and ended with a satisfied sound. He placed the bottle back down in front
of Yamcha's still awe-struck face.

"There. Empty. One of the perks of being a Saiyan besides the alcohol tolerance-" Toma leaned
closer, "no gag-reflex." He winked.
"That-" Yamcha blinked for a long time and shook his head from all the fuzziness. "I meant for ME
to drink it."

"You didn't specify." Toma linked his fingers together, leaning on the bar and smiling at the ex-
thief.

"Besides, I think you've had enough, to be honest." Toma looked over the former bandit. He looked
like a slight breeze would topple him out of his chair.

Yamcha opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Toma watched him struggling to speak, and made a choice. He assertively leaned in and captured
those lips with his. In Saiyan culture, kissing was extremely private and intimate, done mostly only
between mates and circle and pack members. But Toma remembered hearing from Goku and the
Prince how kissing was viewed as the first step to getting laid.

It felt weird to his own sensibility but he chalked it up as a cultural difference. If his goal was to
get Yamcha in bed, then he would have to use a human approach.

Yamcha gasped. "What'd you do that for?"

"Your lips looked so kissable."

Yamcha flushed. "I-I don't- Like… Men."

"I'm not a man. I'm a Saiyan." Toma countered. "Besides, have you ever actually tried it? Had a
nice, thick, warm, pulsing cock inside you? I myself took ages before I was willing to try it, I
admit. Not even sure why I was so hesitant about it, but once I tried it, ohhh~ It was amazing.
What I'm saying here is, I could show you, and if you don't like it, then you'll know. But if you do
like it, then you've discovered that getting fucked by a real dick is great and doesn't make you any
less of a man. You have nothing to lose."

Yamcha could find no flaw in that logic. Toma wasn't a man. Would fucking an alien make him
gay? Did that even count?

He could smell Toma as he leaned closer, it was a warm scent mixed with sweat and musk. It
should've smelled bad, but instead he wanted to lean in more.

Toma's face got closer and closer until warm lips covered his own again.

Yamcha let the warrior kiss him.

He kept repeating 'he's not a man, he's an alien' like a mantra in his head. Subconsciously, his body
decided he liked being kissed like this and his lips slowly moved against Toma's.

Toma, meanwhile, had a mantra of his own: 'do this and I get to learn new techniques'. He
mentally also apologized to his mates for this, and prayed that Bardock would never ever find out
about the kissing.
 Sex with a Saiyan
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

After a few seconds of locking lips, Toma decided to up the ante by bringing in his tongue to the
mix, and placing his hand behind Yamcha's neck to hold him in place.

The new addition made Yamcha moan against his better judgement. And the hand firmly holding
him there, as if he were to run and the hand wouldn't let him, absolutely made his body soar. This
kind of dominance was what Yamcha looked for in a girl, but could rarely find it.

He responded with his own tongue and when the two rubbed together it was as if a bolt of
electricity ran down his spine and concentrated in his groin. He could feel the stereotypical
'butterflies in his stomach' when Toma caught his bottom lip in between his teeth. Yamcha groaned
as the kiss took him places he'd never been before. He hesitantly placed his hands on Toma's chest.
Instead of soft breasts he felt hard muscle. He explored all of Toma's upper torso while their kiss
became more frantic. It felt like their mouths alone were having the dirtiest, most perverted sex.
His cock was straining by now, and his body wanted more, everything this man- ALIEN, had to
offer.

"M-my room. Now." Yamcha whispered out the words in between kisses, his mind having decided
before Yamcha had any say in it.

Too late now.

Toma got up from his bar stool and practically scooped Yamcha up and carried him to his room.

They kept kissing all the way up the stairs. They would stop on the rests and Toma would settle
Yamcha down and kiss him against the wall. Yamcha could feel the monster in Toma's pants and
couldn't wait to have that throbbing inside him. The former thief would then wind his legs around
Toma's waist and they would keep walking to Yamcha's room.

They got there, eventually, both out of breath and horny as Hell. Toma pressed Yamcha against the
door, while the ex bandit tried fishing out his room key card. Yamcha unwound his legs from
Toma and fumbled with the uncooperative card until the green light blinked. He then pushed the
door open and pulled Toma inside by the hem of his collar.

They fell on the bed in a tangle of limbs and continued ravishing the other's mouth.

The Saiyan then sat up abruptly. He sniffed the air. Yamcha had been with Turles? He thought,
surprised. While Toma was not shocked that Turles had experimented, he was surprised to smell
him HERE since the old man had hinted that Yamcha avoided sex with 'males'.

"Is something wrong?" asked Yamcha.

Toma shook his head, settled himself atop Yamcha, and they continued their kissing session.

Toma clumsily divested them and soon the two were rubbing their naked bodies together.

Then he realized another smell. It was faint, but there. A smell he was all too familiar with. The
same smell that would usually come from HIS cock was coming from Yamcha's.

Toma glared at the human. He had been with Bardock too?! Well now he knew who the 'schmuck'
had been. Turles was one thing, but 'Dock usually stuck to Saiyans, so why…

Yamcha asked, "why do you keep stopping and glaring at me?"

Toma was brought back to the current situation. "Sorry, nevermind." He decided not to tell Yamcha
what he had just discovered and carried on.

He had to say, though: for a guy who supposedly didn't like dick, Yamcha sure got a lot of it.

Yamcha curiously slithered his hand towards Toma's crotch and grabbed his dick, gasping at the
sheer size of it. "Wow. This. HUGE." His vocabulary was reduced to monosyllabic words.

Toma smirked and gave Yamcha one last peck. "Do you have any lube?" Normally, Toma would
just slick his shaft with the oil that formed from the tail gland, but Yamcha had no tail gland. He
had no tail. He wasn't Saiyan. Toma took a deep breath. It would be worth it in the end.

"Y-yeah!" Yamcha crawled on the bed towards the night stand and opened the drawer. Inside was
a tub of lube and a few condoms. Yamcha got both out.

He crawled back and opened the condom.

"What's that?" Toma asked. Curiosity would grab a Saiyan's attention no matter what he was doing.

"It's a condom, of course. You don't know what a condom is?" Yamcha raised his eyebrows in
disbelief.

"The fuck's a condom? We don't have those in Vegetasei. What are they for?"

"You roll it down your dick like this." Yamcha placed the rubber on Toma's cockhead and rolled it
down. Or tried to. As soon as the condom was over the head, the top snapped.
"Shit!" Yamcha cussed and went to get another one. "They're for preventing, you know…
Diseases."

"Oh? Well, I can tell you I'm perfectly healthy. Saiyans almost never get sick."

Yamcha read a few condom packages and found a Magnum Super Size one. He tore the package
open and tried again. The condom barely reached halfway down.

Yamcha looked at the huge cock in front of him, twitching and ready to be sat on. "Well, that'll
have to do."

The rush from all the kissing had cleared Yamcha's head a bit. He was still buzzed, but more
coherent. Coherent enough to know he would need a lot of stretching to fit a dick that size.

He lay down and passed the lube to Toma. "You'll need to prep me." He panted.

Toma nodded and twisted the cap off. He dipped his fingers in and crawled over to Yamcha. This
was his first time with a non-Saiyan, and Toma wasn't quite sure if he was supposed to use THAT
hole. "Um… You're going to have to guide me. Do I go in here?" Toma placed his fingertip on
Yamcha's entrance.

"Mm! Yes~ Just stick your fingers in and then stretch me."

Toma slowly pushed two fingers inside, feeling Yamcha tense and then relax. He'd stretched his
mates before, so that wasn't a problem. He knew it could hurt if not done properly.

A third finger joined the others and soon Yamcha was moaning and rocking back on Toma's digits.

"Fuck! I'm ready. I'm ready." The human gritted out. "Just do me already!"

Toma scooped some more lube and slicked his condom covered cock.

"Let me know if it hurts ok?" Toma said. This was a human after all. He had to be extra careful.
He then pressed his cockhead to Yamcha's entrance and pushed in slowly.

Yamcha didn't even flinch. He took it like a pro! Moans and groans were the only things coming
from him.

"Fuck!" Was the one thing Yamcha said. Toma had been right, a real dick was sooo much better
than any cold, inert strap on he'd tried before.

Toma paused to let Yamcha adjust.

"Why'd you stop?! Don't stop!" The ex thief ordered.

"I could hurt you."

"Mmmmm~ You won't. You won't. Just- Keep going." Yamcha panted.

Toma mentally shrugged and complied. The condom didn't really feel that good. It was restricting.
But once he was balls deep, he didn't have to worry about the little human invention.

"I think- The condom just broke…"

"UUUURGH! I don't care. Just fuck me, PLEASE!"

Toma pulled out, reached the base of the rubber with a hand, and snapped the rest of the condom
away. He reached the jar of lube and lathered some more on his shaft. Yamcha made an impatient
sound that made the Saiyan chuckle. He was needier than 'Dock!

"You're a human, Yamcha. I need to take extra care."

"I'm a STRONG human!" Yamcha wrapped his legs behind Toma's butt and pulled him in, flush
with his body. "GODS, YES!"

Toma saw Yamcha's smaller dick twitch. He smiled and shook his head, and started a slow pace.
"Faster, go faster. I can take it."

"Oh, you want fast?" Toma sat up and grabbed Yamcha by the hips. "I'll give you fast."

The Saiyan pulled back and drove his cock inside, pulling Yamcha against him by the hips, he
immediately pulled back again and repeated the action, again and again, not as quickly as he would
do with Bardock, but fast enough to make the human see stars and cry out.

"OOOOOH~ GODS!" Yamcha closed his eyes shut and opened his mouth. He'd never had a
fucking this great. All his past girlfriends fell short by a long shot. Sex with a Saiyan was
absolutely amazing!

Yamcha's eyes flew open. He was about to come. He cussed mentally, not wanting this to end so
soon. But the friction against his prostate was too much to bare.

"Ohgodohgodohgod- I'M GONNA COME!" Yamcha screamed.

Toma then pushed his ki inside the human's own, 'Might as well wreck his entire world.' He
thought.

Their energy intermingled and danced together and Yamcha let out a roar as he climaxed. It felt
like his whole body was having an orgasm. Every cell, every molecule! His body went taut and his
cock pulsed over and over. The sensations were too strong, Yamcha felt his mind slipping.

Soon his world went dark.

Yamcha woke up to find himself alone in his room. Light was shining through a crack in the
curtains and hit his eyes. Was he naked? And sticky? Ohh, gods his head hurt, how much had he
had to drink last night?

He tried to roll over to the other side when his lower back protested.

Images of last night flashed before his eyes; shouting at Goku in the restaurant, the weird 'maybe'
dream about Goku, and the tryst with Goku, the club, Toma… Holy fuck!

He sat up fast, but that did not sit with his stomach, and he rushed the best he could to the
bathroom and puked.
 After evacuating his insides, and drinking some water, and brushing his teeth, he limped back to his
bed and climbed in.

What the fuck do you do when you call your friend a homosexual slur and then jump into bed with
one of their parents while drunk off your ass in both instances?

He lay there staring at the ceiling for about an hour, thinking about how to apologize to Goku.
Especially after that phenomenal blowjob that Goku didn't even have to give him. It seemed weird
though, that Goku would want to give him a hummer after Yamcha had insulted him. Maybe Goku
was trying to prove a point? He must've still been mad at Yamcha, for sure.

This, however, made it even more awkward that he'd slept with his… Step dad? Something like
that.

Hopefully, Goku would not ask what had made Yamcha change his mind.

'I got fucked stupid by your step father' didn't seem like it'd fly over well.

Yamcha eventually got out of bed and limped to the shower. Good gods. Toma had been great- No.
Extraordinary in bed.

'I had sex with a Saiyan, not a man.' Yamcha thought to himself. 'I'm still straight.'

'Are all Saiyans that good too?' Was another thought that crossed his mind.

Yamcha couldn't stay cooped up in his room forever. He dried off using his ki, a neat little trick he
had learned from Goku, got dressed, took a complementary Advil for hangovers Bulma had
included in everyone's nightstand, and mentally prepared himself to face his friend and the wrath of
the others.

He grabbed his key card and headed out, hoping this would not blow up in his face.

Chapter End Notes

FYI, never EVER tell a guy to 'keep going' if their condom breaks. Even if they tell
you they are clean, even if they tell you they'll 'pull out and not cum inside', even if
they tell you it feels better without a condom. Get a new condom.
Never have unprotected sex, unless you've seen your partner[s] recent medical records,
and/or you know you're not fertile [if you have a uterus]. So unless you want to risk
getting an STD, or if you want to get pregnant [if you are a person who has fertile ova
or eggs], use condoms.

This is not being paranoid, it is being responsible ^^

What Yamcha did was irresponsible [even though Saiyans don't get STD's, and
Yamcha can't get pregnant]. And he was also drunk. So be careful with that as well.
This is a work of fiction. Real life does not apply :P At least not ALL the time.
 The Hangover

Morning came too soon for the Saiyans. They had managed to drink enough absinthe to get
themselves drunk and pass out after the 'party'. One by one, they had said their goodnight's and
returned to their suite where they got rid of their clothing and collapsed on the bed. Luckily nobody
woke Broly up.

And so, Goku groaned and peaked out with one eye, shutting it immediately because of the strong
light coming in through the floor to ceiling windows.

He cursed his headache and vowed to never drink again. (A vow that was sure to be broken).

There was a sudden knock on the door, and a cheery voice that came through, before the door
opened.

"Morning, sleeping beauties! Rise and shine!"

Curse Bulma and her wretched master key card.

Goku glared at her the best he could while keeping his eyes as closed as he could while still seeing
something. The other Saiyans had jerked awake from Bulma's loud voice and were now curling up
and hiding under the blankets.

Goku wished them good luck, that'd never worked with Bulma.

"Just- Somebody fucking blast her." Bardock's voice sounded from under a throw.

"Since I get to watch you drunks suffer now, I'll ignore that." Said Bulma cheerfully.

The only one sitting up and not squinting was Broly who'd gotten a full night's sleep. He looked
confused at the others' seemingly weird behavior.

"How are ya not hungover?" Asked Goku, cross at and jealous of his first human friend.

"Ahh, well you might remember my pills from the fashion party? Had to do something to even out
the playing field for us non-Saiyans. Anything else, well, that's what makeup is for." Bulma said in
a smug voice.

Goku vaguely recalled seeing some pills that night, but had forgotten about it. "Do ya have any
Saiyan strength headache pills? Cuz otherwise I dun think we can go anywhere."

"Hmmm. I can give you guys ultra strength aspirin, but I don't know if it'll work. You might need
to take several, and I don't know if that'll do you more good than bad." Bulma thought.

"Then either please close the curtains, we couldn't figure out how and didn't want t' rip them, or
bring us some of those pills." Goku requested in a worn out tone.

"Ohh, the curtains are automatic, you control them from here." Bulma walked over to the control
panel by the door and pressed a button. With a soft whirring sound the curtains slid shut and a sigh
of relief came from the Saiyans, sans Broly.

"I'll bring back the meds." Bulma exited the room and Goku flopped back into the nest, pulled
Broly down with him, and curled up with a sigh.

On her way out she bumped into a groggy Raditz.

"Hey, you. Out of bed finally?" Bulma pulled Raditz down by the hair and pecked his cheek.

"Mhhhmm." Was Raditz's answer as he kissed her cheek in return.

"I'm off to find some pain pills for the pack, you want some too?"

Raditz nodded and entered the Saiyan suite. He made a beeline for the nest and flopped down on
top of Goku.

"Oof! Raditz, ya big lug! Get off me." Goku's words lacked conviction so Raditz only snuggled
closer to his brother and settled for a minute nap until Bulma came back with the pills.

"SHHHH-shut up, brats!" Came Bardock's voice from under the cover.
"Sorry, baba." Came their voices.

Bardock gave a frustrated sigh and cuddled closer to Toma, mumbling something about grown ass
cubs using baby talk.

Broly looked over the pack, what had happened to them? They looked like after the Valentine's
party but they didn't smell like sex or sweets.

He uncurled from Goku, got off the nest, and threw some clothes on from his wardrobe. Bulma had
done a spectacular job getting Broly's clothes just the right size for him.

Soon, Bulma returned and the Saiyans reluctantly took the pills she offered them.

"Alright, they should kick in soon, you guys. Vegeta is waiting for you lot at the buffet restaurant.
Goku, you think you can find his ki and make your way down there?"

"Give me a minute for the pills t' work, and then I should be able to." Goku said, still sitting in the
nest. It was warm and snuggly and his head hurt.

Bulma nodded and left the room to get breakfast, eager to meet with her friends downstairs.

All the Saiyans, minus Broly, lounged around in the nest for about twenty minutes before they felt
well enough to get started for the day.

After that, they dragged themselves out of the nest, and started digging through their wardrobes.

Turles chose a sequin sarong, a purple front tie top, added a few accessories like a wide brimmed
sun hat and sunglasses, and finished with purple high heel sandals that tied around the ankles.

Bardock and Toma looked at him weirdly.

"Those cannot be comfortable." Said Toma, looking at Turles' choice of shoes.

"But they make my body look fantastic!" He turned around and gave Toma a prime view of his
derriere.

Toma gulped.
"Hey!" Bardock swatted his head with a clothes item he was holding.

"What? He looks good!" Toma defended himself. "Maybe you can wear something like that?"

Bardock harrumphed, "Are ya saying I need to dress like a slut to look attractive?"

Toma gave Bardock a deadpan look, "honey, I love you, and I always will, but we met through you
working inside a glory hole booth. You are a slut."

Bardock was about to punch Toma when the tanned Saiyan held out his hands in a pleading way,
"all I'm saying is that you have no reason to look nicer than how you already look."

Goku ignored his parents' arguing and dug out clothes for himself. He chose a colorful Hawaiian
print shirt, a white pair of shorts, flip flops and sunglasses to finish it off, just like his brother was
dressed.

Broly had gone for a green knee length sarong that tied at the side and flip flops.

Toma didn't know anything about human fashion, so he just copied Goku's outfit, figuring Goku
knew more about what humans wore. He ended up in a blue Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts, and a
pair of flip flops he walked around in to get used to them hitting the bottom of his heels.

Bardock finally decided he wouldn't let Turles beat him in this 'who looks sexier' game, so he too
chose a flowery sarong and a green tank top. He didn't pick out the high heeled shoes, however.
They were just too uncomfortable. Tying his bandanna around his head, and placing a sugary stick
in his mouth, he nodded to the others. "Everyone has that card key thing? Are we ready to rock the
boat?"

Everyone voiced them being ready and Goku stretched out his ki looking for Vegeta's.

-
Vegeta was taking a sip of his Mai Tai, when he saw his pack enter the buffet restaurant. Goku
immediately spotted him and waved, to which the Prince ignored.

Everyone else also spotted the pack, it was hard not to with the colorful clothes and the sheer size
of them.

People's heads had turned towards them their whole journey until the pack had reached the buffet
restaurant. Broly and Turles, especially, had received a lot of 'all over looks'.

The warriors got to his table and Vegeta raised his eyebrows at their outfits. He had chosen his
trusty dark blue spandex as always.

"You should be ashamed of calling yourselves 'Saiyan warriors'." The royal groused.

"Well, good morning to you, too, sunshine." Turles said in a huffy voice as he sat down.

Before the others took their seats, Goku held them off. "This is a buffet. We get our food over
there." He pointed to the buffet area, as if the Saiyans couldn't smell their way to the food.

"Excellent." Bardock said sarcastically. This reminded him a lot about the days working with the
Frieza Force. The soldiers would have their food slopped on a tray at the food line and be forced to
eat it out of hunger.

"What's wrong? Would ya rather wait while they get yer order? Here ya can just refill whenever ya
like." Goku said.

"Wait, we can refill?"

"Of course, that's the whole point of buffets, ya get up, pick what ya want, eat at the table, and then
go up and get more if yer still hungry, and they keep fillin' up the food stations. Mind ya, ya need t'
get clean dishes every time ya get a new refill." Goku explained.

All the Saiyans, minus Vegeta and Goku, looked like they'd won the lottery.

"So this is like a royal banquet?!" Toma exclaimed.

"Ummm…" Goku started, having no idea about how it'd worked on Vegetasei.

"Yes, it is, only far less grand. It is similar to the buffet tables at the woman's house, but have more
variety." Said Vegeta, helping Goku out.

"Well, don't mind if I do." Turles got out of his seat and followed the scent towards the food. He
watched other patrons grab a tray and a glass and serve themselves from a strange looking machine
that had different colored liquids in separate containers.

"What are those? They smell very sweet." He asked Goku when the younger Saiyan neared him.

"Oh, those are fizzy drinks. They have bubbles in them, and ya can get them in different flavors.
Some fruity and some are particular flavors. Try them, just dun mix them." Goku explained.

Turles watched as Goku put his cup under a pinkish liquid container and pressed a button above the
nozzle. Liquid poured out and filled his glass.

Goku offered Turles some of his drink to which the pirate accepted. "Try this one, my cubs loved
it, Gohan still does, in fact."

Turles' eyes widened at the taste. It was sweet and bubbly and all kinds of perfect. "Holy fuck! This
is amazing! Are they all like that?!"

"What's amazing?" Came Toma's voice from behind them.

"Toma! You HAVE to try this." Turles passed Goku's glass to the taller Saiyan and Toma sniffed
the liquid and took a sip.

Toma stared wide eyes into the cup, like it contained the secret of existence.

Goku was pretty sure that was how people looked like when certain drugs kicked in.

"Let me try!" Bardock took the cup from Toma. He smelled it and drank from the glass.

The older Saiyan then let out a loud moan that had several people around them stop their activity
and just stare at him.

"I'll have what he had." One guest mumbled to himself.

 Bulma's Berating
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

"Baba, ya ok?" Goku asked sweat dropping.

"I fucking love this planet! Weird ideas about sex or not, I'm glad we picked this one to send ya
to." Bardock answered, and took another drink.

"What's so great about a simple drink?" Raditz tried taking the cup away from Bardock's greedy
hands. His carrier growled at him and Raditz backed off.

"Here, quickshot." Goku poured his brother another cup and gave the glass to him.

Raditz snarled at Goku for calling him that but accepted the glass. As soon as the liquid touched
his tongue, Raditz tensed and downed the entire glass.

"Like I was tellin' Turles, there are several flavors. Ya might like another one even more."

Several minutes later and all the Saiyans had tried the different soft drinks and each carried their
own preferred cola on their tray.

There was something to be said about Saiyans and food, especially meat. Guests around them just
stared in awe as the warriors piled their tray high up with all sorts of items and returned to their
table.

Many guests had wondered why there was such a disproportion between the number of tables and
the sheer size of the serving station area, now they had an idea of why that was.

Tray after tray, the Saiyans would return to the buffet and pile more food and walk back to their
table. This went on for about two hours.

Then Goku showed them the dessert station and the Saiyans didn't have enough eyes to gawk at
the different confections there. (As per Bulma's specific instructions, all the pastries and sweets
were made with fruit, marzipan, flour, etc. but NO chocolate. This might be an adult, very LGBT
friendly cruise, but an orgy in the middle of the buffet restaurant was a bit too much to expect
people to accept.)

The same action was repeated, only this time, the trays were filled with all kinds of sweets.

"I'll always miss our planet, but if we have to stay on another, I'm voting for this one." Bardock
said between bites.

Everyone else hummed in agreement, not pausing the stuffing of their mouths for a second.

"Broly, you best get to keeping your power under control so we can move here." Turles winked at
the large Saiyan as he licked whipped cream off a cherry tart.

Broly swallowed his bite of carrot cake before speaking. His source had been very strict about
manners even if it was just the two of them eating out of bug carcasses. "I'll work harder at it." He
said sweetly.

"Hey, no pressure, ok? That only makes it harder in the long run." Goku said as he patted his mate's
shoulder.

"But I like it har-"

"Shut up, Turles." Vegeta snapped.

Apparently, the aliens were taking too long to finish their meal, and a skittish Gohan was,
eventually, sent to retrieve them.

The demi Saiyan spotted them at a table and made his way over.

"Hey, guys, Vegeta. Most of the group is done eating and are waiting for you outside on the pool
deck." Gohan greeted them.

"Nnn! Gohan, we'a amosh 'inish." Goku spoke with his mouth full, making Vegeta grimace.

Gohan shook his head fondly at his father. Should he still call him that? What was the Saiyan term
for father again? Honestly, he'd learned way too much yesterday, and that tidbit now escaped him.

The half blood shook the thoughts away, "well, see you all later, some of us are still eating at the
Mifune Japanese Restaurant. Enjoy your meals!"

Bardock nodded and spoke with his mouth full of cheesecake, "we wiuw!"

Gohan chuckled at his grand… Mother? 'The apple doesn't fall far from the tree' was his last
thought before he left downstairs where the others were.

At last, the Saiyans stuffed themselves full and left to the Japanese restaurant. Goku had told them
to please put the dirty trays and plates at the designed station.

The serving team breathed a sigh of immense relief when the pack left.

One nervous ex bandit made his way down to the restaurants. Yamcha gulped as he saw some of
his friends sitting at a low table, already finishing their breakfast.

He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. It was now or never.

"...And then I told him: 'Vegeta, if you keep holding back your moans while we both fuck you
you're going to bust an artery or something'. It's ok to let it all out you know?" Bulma told the
group casually. "But NOOoo~ 'Royalty is above moaning'."

"Can we please talk about something else?" Videl begged. "Hearing about my Uncle-in-law having
sex isn't quite what I need in my mind after I just ate."

"Oh, honey, you need to loosen up. You've married into a Saiyan family." Bulma chuckled.

"I, for one, would love to hear the rest of the story." Eighteen, with her elbows on the table and her
hands supporting her face, was listening avidly to Bulma's sexcapades.
"I agree with Videl. There is a thing called 'too much information'." Krillin crossed his arms.

"THANK you." Videl said.

"Morning, guys." Yamcha interrupted them.

Krillin, Tien, Videl, and Eighteen looked up to the newcomer. Bulma got out of her chair.

"So, you showed up at last." Was Bulma's comment, as she looked at him over her hideously
expensive sunglasses and then slapped him across the face.

Yamcha's head snapped to the side. "Yep. I deserved that." Bulma was pissed at him and not even a
hundred Advils would lessen the upcoming headache now.

"YOU THINK?! HOW COULD YOU HAVE SAID THAT?! AND TO GOKU OF ALL PEOPLE!
That's like kicking puppies!!!"

A few people hushed and turned their head towards the rambunctious woman.

She briefly turned around, "mind your own business! It's my ship and I'll scream if I want to."
Before ripping into Yamcha again.

"AFTER I EXPLAINED TO YOU THAT SAIYANS ARE DIFFERENT FROM HUMANS, YOU
STILL CALL HIM A YOU KNOW WHAT?!"

Yamcha held his head down, feeling worse by the second.

"IF IT WEREN'T FOR GOKU OUR PLANET WOULDN'T EXIST AND WE'D BE ALL DEAD!
WHO THE FUCK CARES IF HIS PARTNER HAS SOMETHING DANGLING BETWEEN
THE LEGS!"

Gohan had made his way back to the table when he heard Bulma’s screeching and then saw her
screaming at Yamcha. He subsequently, and quietly took his seat next to Videl.
"Well, it's just- It's not right for a guy to be with another guy. It- It's… Weird ."

Bulma looked like she wanted to eat his head for breakfast, starting with the eyes.

"Hey, Bulma, do you want me to knock him out again?" Eighteen punched her hand.

"Look around you, Yamcha." Bulma said viciously, "are you sure you want to be saying that?
Here?"

Yamcha looked around, noticing quite a few guests glaring at him. "I mean- It's weird for my
friend to like guys." Yamcha tried to fix his blunder.

"For the last time, Goku is NOT. A. GUY. HE. IS. A. SAIYAN." Bulma slapped her palm with the
back of her other hand, emphasizing each word.

Here, some guests were confused about what pronoun 'Saiyan' was.

"I know that." Yamcha whined. "It's just HARD to picture him as anything else when I knew him
as a 'guy' all his life. It wasn't until recently that he discovered he was a Saiyan and-"

"RECENTLY?!"

"Ok, fine, it was a long time ago, but for a long time it simply meant he ate a lot, and could
transform, not… This. It's just recently that I can't treat him as a male anymore, and it's hard to treat
him anyway else!"

Bulma took a deep steadying breath. "First off, drop that 'treat like a male' mindset. It's stupid.
What you're basically saying is: 'I treat people whose gender means 'I might sleep with them'
differently than the ones I don't want to sleep with because of their gender'.

"Secondly, if that is how you feel then what is the problem with him being with another 'non-
male'?!" Bulma demanded.

" Non-male?! Have you seen Broly?! He's as male as you can get!" Yamcha avoided the question.
"I have seen Broly, like aaaaall of him. And I can tell you, built like he shits whole brick houses or
not, he's still not entirely male, according to some human standards. He HAS a vagina. Even if he
hasn't bottomed for anyone yet."

"Actually, I fucked him a while back." Came Raditz's voice from behind Bulma.

"There you are!" Bulma said as she turned around. "Did you leave any food in the buffet? I
expected you lot ages ago!" She kissed both her husbands hello, while looking at their outfits with
unrestrained glee.

"Wait, did you say you fucked Broly, like- Topped?" She asked.

"Yeah, it was part of the traditional breaching ritual. He seemed to really like it." Raditz explained.

Broly nodded in agreement. The breaching itself had been Hell, but the fucking afterwards…
Having Raditz inside him while being inside Gogeta had been mind blowing.

"Well, I'll be damned." Bulma smiled brightly at Broly. "Congratulations!"

Not everyone was as happy as Bulma though. Vegeta stepped forward, eyes fixed on Yamcha's
sweating form.

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here, human." He said through clenched teeth.

"A-and I came here l-looking for you guys." Yamcha stuttered, trembling in fear.

The Prince delighted in Yamcha's terror. "Funny, I almost went looking for you last night, caused a
bit of a stir when I powered up, I am afraid. And just so you know, you owe Eighteen here your
life."

Yamcha paled and looked like curdled milk.

"On your knees, human." Vegeta commanded.

 Yamcha was sure the Prince was going to rip his head off. "Please, Vegeta. I-I'm so-"

"ON YOUR KNEES!" The Saiyan shouted. His voice resonated through the whole room and the
entire restaurant turned towards the group.

Yamcha shakily got on his knees, his eyes got watery, and he started hyperventilating. Why wasn't
Bulma doing anything? Surely she wouldn't let Vegeta kill him?

Satisfied to have the human where he wanted him, Vegeta pulled Goku to the front of the
group. "Now. You shall apologize to Kakarot for what you did."

Yamcha let out a breath he was holding. That was it? He just needed to apologize? He was going to
do it anyways…

"I'm sor-"

"HEAD ON THE FLOOR, MAGGOT!" Vegeta commanded.

Yamcha actually let out a 'yip' as he placed his head atop his hands on the floor.

"'Geta, this ain't necessary-" Goku started.

"If you do not give a heartfelt apology to Kakarot, I will personally rip your balls off and shove
them down your throat."

Bardock snorted, "he'll do it, ya know? In Saiyan culture, offensive words are severely punished by
royalty." Whether he was being truthful or exaggerating, Yamcha would never know.

Chapter End Notes

Before it closed, I used to go to a Japanese buffet restaurant called Mifune with my

friends from college. It was SO so so good. So much sushi was eaten.
 Yamcha's Apology

Tears fell down Yamcha's face as he struggled to prepare a decent apology. Nothing came to mind
except… He could only quote a scene from a movie he saw a long time ago, and hoped to the gods
Vegeta hadn't seen that movie.

"What I did was wrong. And you must hate me for it. But I'm not that person. Goku, I was scared. I
have a little straight macho mentality and I thought I wouldn't be able to protect it. It was a huge
mistake to call you that. And I'm SO… SO sorry I hurt you. But I'm not sorry for what I did.
Because, thanks to this lie I'm living, I got to know you. I got to see you… Smile… Dance… And
turn the world around to help me. And… If that's- All I will have. It's ok. But maybe. Maybe you
can give me one more chance?"

A few people from the crowd that had gathered around them 'awed' at Yamcha's apology, some
even clapping and shouting 'forgive him!'

"Mother fucker, did you just quote 'Pulling Strings'?!" Vegeta made a face of disbelief at Yamcha.

"Shit." Yamcha cursed his luck. Who would have thought Vegeta, the Prince of a deadly warrior
race, would like to watch romantic comedies.

"That was beautiful, Yamcha. Of course I'll give ya another chance." Goku kneeled on the floor as
Yamcha sat up and gave his friend a hug. The crowd started to disperse, content to have seen a
happy ending.

Vegeta gaped at Goku, "he fucking ripped it off a movie!"

"Ya said for him t' give a heartfelt apology, and he gave it t' me." Goku stood up along with
Yamcha. "So can we just move on and forget the past?"

Vegeta inhaled. Deeply.

Sensing Mount Vegeta was about to erupt, Bulma did some damage control. "Indeed, come on
everyone, to the pool deck! I want to show off my bikini!"
"Just the bikini?" Asked Vegeta sarcastically.

"Weeeellll… If I happen to mysteriously lose my top, I'm sure nobody would mind~"

Some of the pack looked confused.

"Why would that be? And why have the top on to begin with?" Asked Toma.

"Oh, you see-"

"Women on this forsaken planet are not allowed to show their honkers." Eighteen interrupted
Bulma.

"Wait, what? You mean your chest area? The milk glands you have all the time?" Bardock asked
confused.

"Yup, these puppies." Eighteen stuck out her chest and gestured to her own bust.

"But… Why? Don't half yer species have them?"

"Beats me. A woman can be sent to prison if she's caught in public with her tits out."

"That's… Barbaric! Why? Who are you hurting?!" Turles asked nobody in particular.

"BUT-" Eighteen stood up and wrapped an arm around Bulma, "this is a private cruise ship away
from the public." She winked.

"Oh, honey, you better believe it!" Bulma giggled.

Videl crossed her arms in front of her breasts.

Turles looked delighted by the smell of 'revolution' in the air.

"By the way. You guys are wearing your swimsuits, right?" Bulma asked the Saiyans. "See, the
thing is, males can be sent to prison if they flash their wieners."

The Saiyans unfamiliar with Earth's customs just gaped at her.

"But this is a private boat, right?" Bardock asked. "Ain't it ok then?"

"Nooooooo, because I want to see you in them." Bulma smiled. "Besides this is a public pool-"

"Last night's bar was public too, and you did not give a damn." Snarked Vegeta, still sore over
having had to flash the Earthlings.

"Shhhh, and I would like to see how you guys feel about these new designed clothes." The blue
haired scientist continued.

The majority of the Saiyans groaned and left to their suit to change.

Krillin was the first one of their clique to spot the Saiyans when they came down to the pool deck.
He saw them and almost every other guest the burly warriors passed by.

"Hey, guys! We're over…" Krillin stopped mid sentence when he saw just WHAT they were
wearing.

Tien's three eyes widened as he saw their skimpy swimsuits.

Master Roshi spat his beer all over Oolong, making the pig squeal.

Gohan turned red as a beet and couldn't look away as much as his rational mind screamed at him.

The girls; Eighteen, Cheelai, Videl, Bulma, in the pool playing a round of volleyball, stopped the
game to gawk at the warriors.
Lemo just shook his head, already resigned to see the Saiyans in all sorts of situations.

Whis purred an 'Oh, myyy~'.

Beerus couldn't care less as long as he had his pudding.

Piccolo couldn't care less either.

And Turtle was the only one to wave them over with a sweet 'hello'.

"At least somebody knows how to treat a lady~" Turles sauntered over to the group, popping his
hips as he showed off his bubble butt clad in a purple 'T' thong.

Oolong and Roshi couldn't help but ogle at his chocolate ass as he walked by, the way it bounced
with each step, how his hips swayed from side to side, even his tail moved in an enticing manner,
as if inviting everyone to fuck him. At the same time.

Even Krillin had to admit he looked sexy. But NEVER out loud and ESPECIALLY not to his wife.
Eighteen would surely invite the Saiyan to their bed in a flash, and the monk was just not ready to
cross that bridge.

And when they saw Broly and the massive package he had in his green mid cut spandex swimsuit,
that left nothing to the imagination, they all acquired newfound respect for Goku. A human would
be destroyed by the large Saiyan in bed.

"Oh… Mmmy~" Eighteen covered her mouth as she looked Broly up and down.

"He's huuuuuge~ I couldn't fit him in." Cheelai bragged.

"I'm not sure any human could." The android answered.

"So who do I have to suck to get a drink here?" Bardock grumbled, as he fixed the back side of his
red micro pouch swimsuit so it wouldn't rub against his tail gland. Toma playfully yanked the
string and let it snap against Bardock's ass, earning him a sound punch to the gut.

"Oh, waiter!" Bulma called one of the pool staff over. "Bring us some cocktails, if you please. The
sweetest, fruitiest ones you got!"

The waiter bowed his head and rushed to the tiki bar.
"Rad-dad, you look TIGHT!" Bulma meowed at Raditz, making grabby hands. The black thin strip
mankini she had picked out for him accentuated all his good points.

The long haired Saiyan smirked lecherously at her, biting his bottom lip, and sat on the pool edge
within his new mate's reach.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and sat down on one of the pool chairs next to Piccolo and the celestials. He
had threatened Bulma to leave her if she packed any degrading bathing suits for him. The tight blue
speedo he wore, however, still screamed 'sexy'.

Goku, wearing a discrete low riding bikini (for men), orange, of course, felt a little self conscious
in front of his modestly dressed friends. He wished he at least had the semi-modest swim trunks
Toma was wearing, even though they were also revealing. They were better than the bikini
anyhow.

There was, however, one way to fix this.

"CANONBAAAAAALL!" The Earth Saiyan shouted as he plummeted into the pool, splashing
everyone that was too close.

After a few rounds of splashing around, the gang began a game of volleyball, being Saiyans they'd
had to toss in a few extra rules, like whether or not using the tail was ok (it was, they decided), and
if flying was permitted (a solid no).

So caught up in the new game, the Saiyans didn't notice all the humans that had stopped whatever
they were doing or forgotten what they'd come to the pool for, and were just watching the amazing
show.

The bathrooms nearby saw a lot of action that day, single and dual. Enough said.

There was one Saiyan, however, who had not joined and instead sat with Bulma and the other
Earthlings and just watched the pack.

Finally, the alien warriors took a break from the game and sat down on the lounge chairs in the
reserved VIP area, perks of being friends with the owner, and flagged a waiter.
Goku headed over to Broly who'd sat pool time out.

"Hey, how are ya?" He asked, sitting down next to him.

Broly was testing his fifth drink so far, enjoying the fruity flavors he never got to try last night.

"I'm ok, there are not too many new people here in this area and the drinks taste good."

Goku smiled, "glad ya like it. Do ya wanna try playin' volley with us? It's quite fun!"

Broly fidgeted in his chair.

Goku frowned and asked, "is something wrong, Broly? That game is not hard if that's what's
buggin' ya."

"No, I just… I've never been in that much water…"

Goku's mouth opened in realization. "Right, desert planet. Ya dun know how t' swim, I guess?"

"Swim?" Broly asked, not knowing the word.

"Definitely dun know, ok, swimmin' is, well… A series of movement that allows ya t' move around
in water. If ya want I can teach ya in the shallow end."

Broly looked nervous.

"We can wait til later when there are fewer people, if ya want. In the meantime, how about we go
relax a bit? There are some private day beds over there where we can lie down. Okay?" Goku
suggested.
Broly looked over at some circular daybeds, that had a retractable canopy over them.

He'd missed having time to snuggle with his mate and nodded.

"Guys, Broly and I are gonna rest a bit, so ya'll have t' find a new player." Goku said to the pack.

In return, he got a few cat calls, wolf whistles and acknowledging 'okays' back.

Ears red, he grabbed Broly's hand and headed towards the VIP sunning area.

"Ohh, and Goku?!" Came Bulma's voice.

Dreading the next words, but having no way out, Goku replied, "yes?"

In a smug voice, Bulma loudly informed him, "the roofs go aaaall the way down, just so you
know."

Ignoring the snickering, and him and Broly definitely looking like they were heading out for a
quickie, Goku simply resumed walking.
 Free the Nipple
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Entering the empty VIP area, Goku was glad that Bulma had booked the whole area, but also
frustrated over having an evil friend.

They found a daybed in the opposite direction of the pool.

Bulma had spared no expenses and the beds were all huge. Even Goku and Broly could lie on them
and not feel too cramped. They dropped their few items on a small table right next to the bed, Goku
steadfast ignored the small bowl of lube packets and condoms and the box of tissues.

He did use the small tablet on the table and flicked their setting to 'do not disturb' though.

They crawled in and made themselves comfortable.

Figuring some metaphorical distance between the rest of the ship and Broly would help calm him
down better, Goku pulled down the canopy top, and like Bulma said, it did go all the way down,
concealing them completely.

The bright fabric allowed light to still seep through so it wasn't dark in there, just cozy.

Goku snuggled up to Broly who wrapped his arms and tail around him just as eagerly.

Soon the dulled sounds of purring could be heard from inside the daybed.

How long they lay there in the warm cocoon Goku didn't know, or really cared.

Soft kisses and caresses were exchanged as they enjoyed finally having some 'alone time', where
they weren't on a schedule.

Goku looked into Broly's drowsy eyes and caressed his cheek. "I'm really proud of ya, ya know."
Goku said as he laid a kiss on Broly's forehead.

"Mhhhh?" Was the wild Saiyan's response.

"Ya've come so far, and handled everythin' so well." Goku smiled at his mate. The smile widened
when Broly blushed at the praise.

"I know it musta been overwhelmin', all the new people and different sounds, smells, cultural rules,
sleepin' in a new place, and I want ya t' know how much I appreciate ya tryin' so hard and goin'
along with all of my friends' weirdness." Goku whispered to Broly, needing him to understand how
proud he was of him.

Broly grabbed his hair and kissed him hard for a few seconds. When he pulled back, pupils blown
wide, he whispered, "as long as you are here, I can handle it… For you." Staring intensely into
Goku's eyes.

Goku's heart did a flip and he surged forward and kissed Broly wantonly in a desperate attempt to
convey the love he felt at that moment.

They kissed feverishly, hands roamed the other's body hungrily, deep sighs and moans escaping
the canopy.

When Goku pulled back he felt a familiar pressure against his own groin.

Looking down at Broly's hard on straining against the fabric, Goku pondered what to do. While he
liked the cruise and everything, suddenly not being able to have sex whenever he and his partner
liked was a bit of a negative. It was properly even more frustrating for Broly who had to
accommodate strangers' culture.

They did have some privacy here, but the idea of leaving behind evidence for the staff to clean up
didn't sit well with Goku. Broly came in large amounts, especially since they hadn't been able to
have as much sex as usual.

"We can't, can we?" Came Broly's resigned voice. Goku was pulled from his thoughts and looked
at Broly's kindly smiling face. "It's ok, humans are like that and that's just how they are."

Seeing his kind mate accept this in order for Goku to not feel embarrassed, Goku made a decision.

Everyone already thought they'd gone out for a quickie and there were ways around the mess part.

"Broly, scoot up and sit against the bed head." Said Goku.

Looking confused but hopeful, Broly complied. This position was pretty cramped even with the
large size daybeds, but leaning forward, Broly was able to sit there among the pillows.

Goku moved in between his legs, kneeling between them.

He looked up cheekily at Broly's happy face. "Try t' be quiet, okay?" Goku whispered in a
conspiratorial voice before he peeled down Broly's swimsuit, revealing his hard dick.
Goku dove in, tail swishing with the thrill of being so 'Saiyan' while on Earth.

Broly covered his own mouth, muffling his moans while Goku put his all into 'The Job', acutely
aware of the chance that someone from the pack or his friends might come looking for them.

It didn't take long before Broly curled up even further around Goku's head, and with one hand in
Goku's hair, the other across his mouth suppressing the loud moan, he came down Goku's waiting
throat.

Swallowing the 'minor' flood Broly had produced, Goku licked the cock clean before pulling his
mouth off the softening dick.

He pulled up the swimsuit, covering Broly again and rolled over on his own side of the daybed.

Broly scooted down the bed to lie next to him, and caught his mouth in a leisurely kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Broly looked down on Goku's still present hard on. "But what about you?" He
asked, concerned.

"Ahh, dun worry, it'll go away and-"

"No!" Broly interrupted.

"Huh?"

"I won't leave you like that." And with that he slid his hand down Goku's bikini and grasped him.

Goku slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle the surprised moan.

"Wait, wait, Broly, I need-" Here, he pulled out Broly's hand, turned over and opened up the
canopy a little, he reached over to the table and grabbed the box of tissues before closing the
canopy again.

He then slid off his bikini as Broly gently dragged him up until he lay on Broly's body, back
pressed against his mate's wide chest, eagerly waiting for what Broly had in mind.
One large warm calloused hand slid down and grabbed Goku's dick again, while the other slid
down under Goku's balls, moved his bathing suit to the side, and gently pushed two fingers inside
his breeder.

Goku pressed both of his hands over his mouth, tail thumping against the mattress as Broly
simultaneously fingered and jacked him off. Where had he learned this?

Question for later as Goku's body twitched from the dual pleasure, back arching up against the
canopy, the only barrier preventing everyone from seeing him like this.

The tension made it even more intense and soon Goku spurted cum out on his own stomach and
Broly's large first.

Removing his hand, he breathed deeply, lying there on top of his mate.

Broly kissed his neck, paying special attention to the bite mark that connected them, as he waited
for Goku to be lucid enough to climb down.

"Pass the box of tissues, will ya?" Asked Goku after about a minute.

Figuring he meant the box he'd snatched earlier, Broly handed it over, and Goku cleaned himself
off.

A small burst of ki and the dirty tissues were no more. Goku turned over and slid into the crook of
one of Broly's study arms. "Grab the blanket, please?" He asked.

Broly grabbed a rolled up blanket that lay among the pillows, spread it out over them and they both
snuggled up. "Broly?" Came Goku's tired voice.

"Mhmm?"

"Promise me somethin'. I appreciate ya bein' a good sport about everythin' here, but if ya really get
nervous about somethin', tell me, okay? Dun force yerself t' make me happy, okay?"

"…I promise."

Goku smiled and Broly returned it.

Before long they'd both dozed off.

While Goku and Broly had been enjoying themselves, things had gotten crazy at the pool.

Bulma had joined the volley game as Goku's replacement. "No more tails allowed, got that?!"

Everyone had begrudgingly agreed.

She'd tried her best, but it was hard to compete with the speed the others had, even in the water.

"Mind if I tag in?" Came a familiar voice from the side of the pool.

"Oh, hey, Yamcha. About time you showed up." Bulma called out to her ex boyfriend and got out
of the water, glad to have a way out of the competitive game made even more competitive because
of the alien warriors.

Yamcha helped pull Bulma out and took her place at the weekside hitter.

It was now team Vegeta, Toma, and Raditz, against team Bardock, Gohan, and Yamcha.

The game started, and soon cheers could be heard from the onlookers.

Bulma took her seat next to Turles, who was sipping his umpteenth Piña Colada, still lucid as the
day was sunny. Cheelai, Eighteen, and Videl were getting much needed sun and enjoying their
drinks as well.

"Come on, ladies! There's no better way to avoid tanning lines than getting rid of the restrictions
that cause them." Bulma then unhooked her top and tossed it beside her pool chair. "You don't
mind, do you Lemo? Piccolo?"

The Namekian just grunted and went back to paying attention to the game. Lemo shrugged and
asked why would there be a problem with that.
Oolong, having a nose for these types of situations, elbowed Master Roshi and frantically pointed
at the blue haired woman.

Master Roshi choked on his beer and spit it all over the pig again.

"Dammit! Really?! I just washed off from the first time you did that."

Master Roshi only pushed his sunglasses up his nose and stared openly at Bulma.

"That's actually a good idea." Eighteen said. She followed Bulma's example an took her top off.

"I thought women weren't allowed to take their top off." Cheelai debated.

"Mmm. I make the rules on this ship, so go for it." Bulma explained.

Cheelai 'whooped' and took her top off. "You know, on my planet, anyone could take their tops off
in public and it was no big deal. I guess we are more advanced than Earth in that regard."

"Aren't you guys embarrassed to let those perverts ogle you?" Videl asked, concerned.

"Eh, nothing they haven't seen." Bulma shrugged. "Besides, if they become too much to handle, I'll
have security toss them out." She said the last part loud enough for them to hear.

Oolong, Roshi, and even Krillin straightened up and turned their heads away. At least for a few
seconds.

"What are those exactly?" Asked Turles gesturing towards their breasts. "Why are they so full?"

Cheelai looked at him funny, "we've been having sex for months, and you ask now?!"

"I didn't say I haven't noticed them before, it just never occurred to me to ask. I'm not sure of their
function." The pirate explained.
"They don't have any, except get full of milk when you're having a baby." Eighteen said flatly.

"And 'supposedly' attracting a male mate." Bulma said in an annoyed voice.

"So human males like them?" Asked Turles.

Bulma simply pointed at the 'perv-gang' sitting and trying to look while pretending that they were
NOT looking.

"Well, some human females like them too. It's not limited to only guys." Videl shrugged.

Eighteen smirked at her and honked one of her breasts. "Yeah, like me."

Videl squealed and covered her breasts with her arms.

"Eighteen, I didn't know you were bi." Bulma said much too cheerfully.

The android shrugged. "I like whatever I like."

"So you all have milk in there right now?" Turles asked.

"Not really, but I do because I recently had mine and Vegeta's daughter, but Eighteen's kid got
weaned a long time ago." Bulma explained.

"And you know I don't." Cheelai simply said.

"Sorry, they're just full so I figured, wait, they swell even more?" Turles asked, confused.

"Ohh, yes, they come in all sorts of sizes, pregnant or not. They just swell even more when you do
need to feed a baby." Eighteen explained.

"I'm trying to wean off Pan, so I still have some milk left." Videl looked at her swollen breasts.

"Huh, Saiyans produce milk all the time, but ours only swell a bit more when a cub is there."
Turles said in a 'go figure' tone of voice.

"Sounds nice, my back was killing me when carrying Pan, all that extra weight and larger breasts,
urgh." Videl bemoaned.

"Does your milk have different flavors?" He then asked.

"Sure! It depends on what you've had to eat." Bulma informed him. "It's the same with cum." She
continued.

"BULMA!" Said Videl loudly.

Turles just laughed, "do tell, so far human cum has been rather… Lackluster compared to the
Saiyan race variety. Of all the different species I've tried, my ra- Saiyans have the best tasting
cum."

"I can attest to that, not the other races, but Saiyan cum is far better." Bulma said. "Videl, does
Gohan take after his human or Saiyan side there?" She asked.

Videl blushed beet red. "Th-that! That's personal, Bulma!" Videl whined.

Bulma was about to needle her further when an irritated voice drifted towards the group at the pool
side.

"Woman, we need food." Came the sour looking Prince.

His team had lost the volleyball fight and he was grumpy about it.
 Beerus and Whis perked up at the mention of food.

Bulma rolled her eyes and just grabbed her phone and sent a message. "There. They'll have a buffet
ready soon at the indoor pool, happy?" She snapped back.

"Will there be-"

"Yes, there will be absinthe, who do you think I am, Vegeta?"

The Prince just turned around, "you heard her, in the meantime, time for round three."

He was determined to win this time.

Chapter End Notes

I am FIRMLY against any type of sexism. And the fact that 'females' aren't allowed to
show their nipples in public is BULLSHIT. I've seen phat guys with HUGE boobs at
the swimming pool just flaunt them around without a shirt, but a flat breasted woman
is not allowed to get rid of her top.

IT. IS. BULLSHIT.

Once upon a time, men weren't allowed to show their chests in public and they
revolted. Soon the law changed and they were allowed to exposed their disgusting
hairy chests. Like seriously, female chests are MUCH more pleasing to the eye. If
anything, THEY should be allowed to walk around without tops and not hairy nippled
men DX [no offense to those who like hairy chests. I just absolutely hate them and this
is my opinion only.]

Also, sexualizing breasts is disgusting. My dad once told me women can't show their
breasts in public because they're sensual.

Fucking- REALLY? Sexist ass mother fucker. YOU THINK BUILT MEN DON'T
HAVE SEXY LOOKING BOOBS???

I lost a lot of respect for my dad that day.

 Fun at the Pool
Chapter Notes

Extra Warning!

The tags have been there for a looong time, but just so nobody gets surprised; there is
mentioned incest and incestuous desires in this chapter. Just on two short occasions.
Or one medium sized occasion. It's funny though.

Later on, when Bulma received the message that everything was ready for their meal, she told the
group and everyone grabbed their stuff, put on their tops and headed upstairs to the indoor booked
pool.

"You guys go ahead, I'll grab Goku and Broly." She said to the group.

She strode over to the VIP sun area where she found just one sunbed closed. No need for ki sensing
here.

"Goku, you guys awake?" She hit her palm against the canopy lightly a few times.

"Mhhhhhhhh, Bulma?" Was the response from inside.

"I'm opening the canopy, okay?" She slipped it open, revealing the two bleary eyed Saiyans
tangled together under the blanket. "Awww, don't you guys look sweet like this." She cooed. "I
came over because it's food time and we're heading indoors to eat, wanna join?"

As if on cue, both Saiyans' stomachs rumbled.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'. Get dressed and lets get going."

Keeping the blanket up and covering himself, Goku fished around for his bikini.
"Ahem." Came Bulma's voice.

Goku looked up and found his bikini dangling from one of Bulma's fingers.

Blushing up a storm, he snatched them and put them on under the blanket.

Bulma giggled, "glad you had fun, come on, buffets don't last long around Saiyans."

Like overgrown ducklings they followed her inside.

Bulma had booked the whole heated pool area, and a buffet with a roasting and carving section had
been set up as per her request.

A soda machine had been dragged in too and the Saiyans were already swarming around it like
bees on a hot august day.

"Okay, everyone, let us humans take first turn so we have a chance to get something, and then you
aliens can go ahead, Lemo you can eat with us humans, same for you, Cheelai." Bulma loudly said
when she entered the glass enclosed pool area.

The Earthlings all grabbed food while the Saiyans filled their soda glasses with an almost religious
fervor.

After that the Saiyans moved over to the serving area.

Piccolo had stayed back, saying something about the pool water being soothing, and the celestials
had opted to go to the small sushi bar. After all, japanese food was one of their favorites.

Yamcha looked at the Saiyans, trying not to look at Goku, and not too much at Toma. So far, both
Saiyans had acted as if nothing had happened between them, and that got on the former bandit's
nerves.

His sight then landed on Broly. The piece of chicken he'd been about to swallow went down the
wrong pipe when he saw what Broly was packing.

Oolong slapped his back, until the lump dislodged.

The swimsuit left nothing to the imagination.

'How the hell can he even walk?' was Yamcha's first thought.

Yamcha mentally cursed Bulma, seeing her fingerprints all over these swimwear attires. Toma's
package and firm ass seemed to beckon him from those skimpy swim trunks as well.
"I have a question." Krillin began. "And it's not like I've been staring or anything, but… Since last
night's uh- Exhibition, I've noticed that er- You guys have kinda… Shrunk?"

"How do you mean?" Toma wondered.

Krillin rephrased, "I mean- Where did your… Packages go?"

"Our dicks? We tucked them." Said Bardock like it was obvious.

"Tucked them?" Tien asked confused.

"Ya know, when ya suck them up inside." Bardock said in a 'are you stupid' tone of voice.

At the human males' gaping faces, his own jaw fell open, "wait, human males don't tuck?!"

"NOOO! Why would you do that?!" Said Krillin, arms thrown out.

"Never?! Really? W- …Ha… Well, we do it for room to move, and for safety, being a warrior race
and all. Some things should just not be out there to get hit, if ya follow."

All the human males shuddered in unison, all having gotten kicked there at least once.

"So your dicks just hang out, all the time? Since you're born?!" Turles asked incredulous.

"Pretty much, yes!" Tien said. The humans nodded along.

"Fucking Hell." Bardock just said.

Goku dropped a bone on his plate and looked down at his groin. He had no idea Saiyans could
tuck and figured Broly hadn't been taught by Paragus, since there was no need. They'd both need to
learn soon.

Yamcha had to ask, "so you guys get even bigger?!"

Bardock looked at him, "right, ya weren't there last night, but yes. Especially the latchers."

A wicked smile slid over Bardock's face. "Wanna see something cool?"

Without waiting for an answer Bardock turned his head, "hey, Raditz, remember that time ya
finally got to teach?"

Raditz, who was heading back to the table, stopped in his tracks and was catapulted back to the
memories of teaching his baby brother about sex, and the result did not disappoint.

His dick swelled up and 'untucked' and kept swelling until…

'SNAP!'

In a rather elegant curve, Raditz's mankini finally lost the battle and freed itself. Soaring through
the air majestically and landing smack dab on Krillin's face.

It took half a second for Krillin to register it, one second for him to rip it off while screaming his
head off as if the cloth were on fire, and two seconds for everyone around him to keel over
laughing.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE THIS- THIS- THING LAND ON
YOUR FACE?!"

Between laughs Turles manages to say, "I'd love it!"

"Hee-hee! Me, me too!" laughed Cheelai.

Hoping for some support, Krillin looked at his wife and found she was busy trying not to have beer
come out of her nose.

Even Raditz was laughing, standing butt naked and hard while pointing and laughing at Krillin.
Vegeta was biting his hand to try and keep from laughing, while Goku was biting his lip and
clutching the table cloth to at least try and seem supportive of his friend.

Bulma was busy cackling and using her tablet to make a note to remind herself to find the
surveillance footage of the pool later and get the file from this time period.

Lemo did feel bad for Krillin and wanted to be sympathetic, but that face had just been too funny
and he sat bent over the table and laughed.

Piccolo just sat in the outdoor pool, cheeks purple and eyes firmly closed, ignoring the insanity
he was sadly listening to, what with his powerful hearing.

Bardock and Toma didn't bother to hold back and laughed, head tossed back and slapping the table.

"You shoulda seen yer face." Bardock wheezed.

"Well, your face would've been the same if this happened to you." Krillin grumped.

"Actually, I'd-"

"BABA, nooo!" Goku laugh-cried before he started snickering again.

Krillin shivered as he remembered his conversation with Bulma about Goku having had sex with
ALL the Saiyans. He wondered if that was a particular case or the same with all of them. That was
one question he was willing to never have the answer to.

After the laughter died down and everyone finally had a chance to eat their fill, Bulma suggested
they make use of the indoor pool. Everyone jumped in or found a pool chair to curl up in.

Goku shuffled over to Bulma, holding hands with Broly. "Bulma, is there somethin' here that dun
involve the pool?" He asked sheepishly.

"Huh, why do you ask? You love swimming." She asked, puzzled at the request.

"It's just that Broly can't swim yet." He explained.

A look of realization slid over her face, "right, desert planet. Well, Goku, you guys can use the hot
tub if you want." She pointed at the large sunken tub next to one of the pool corners. "It's a bit too
hot and early for it, but it'll work. You can adjust the temperature as well."

"Oh, we're used t' high temperatures, Bulma, thank you." Goku smiled. "Come on, Broly, it'll be
like takin' a bath, sorta."

They walked over to the hot tub and Goku pressed the 'on' button and chose the water
temperature. The tub started to fill.

"Ya see the seats there? Ya can sit on them and still be in the water, try sittin' down."

Broly nervously stepped into the tub and sat down, and Goku sat across from him.

"Dun worry, I ain't lettin' it fill too far up, just around the waist or low chest should do it."

Broly nodded, still nervous as inch by inch his body was immersed in water.

When it hit just below the nipples Goku stopped it.

"Okay?"

"Yes, I think so… It's scary but nice too." Broly said, confused.

"Ok, so the next part is why people use these things, when I press this button the water's gonna
start bubblin', it feels like gettin' a massage, so dun freak out. If it's too much I'll just turn it off,
ok?"

Looking more nervous now, Broly nodded hesitantly. "Will it hurt?"

Goku felt his heart flutter and he grabbed his mate's hand before pressing the button. "It won't hurt
a bit."
The engines sprung to life as the water started bubbling.

Broly looked ready to 'abandon ship' but Goku grabbed both his hands.

"Easy, easy, it's just water movin'. Nothin' harmful, I swear." He said, keeping eye contact with
Broly.

After several seconds of nothing happening, Broly relaxed a bit.

"There ya go, come here." Broly slid on the submerged seat closer to Goku, ending next to him.

The Earth Saiyan wrapped an arm around him, and leaned against him.

"There, ya see? It's just bubbles."

Broly had never seen bubbles before, at least not this big. He tried trapping one in his hands
without any good result.

Goku chuckled, "the bubbles are made of air, ya can't trap 'em."

Not accepting that, Broly kept trying.

Goku let him, just happy he was no longer a nervous wreck. He took the chance to look over at the
pack in and out of the pool and relax in the warm water.

Eventually, Broly gave up trying to capture the elusive bubbles and just leaned into his mate.

After a while, Goku felt the need to liven things up a bit. With a smirk he splashed some water at
Broly.

Broly looked confused.

Goku repeated the process.

Broly copied it, Goku splashed back harder, Broly splashed back harder, and so on.

Soon a water fight had broken out and both laughed while splashing the other.

The fight ended with the water level lower than before and both panting with smiles on their faces.
 A Date with the Designer

Broly and Goku sank down into the water to catch their breaths.

"I see you guys had fun." Came Bulma's voice suddenly.

Both looked and saw her coming towards the hot tub, a bucket of ice containing a bottle of wine
and a glass clutched in her hand.

"Room for one more?" She asked.

The Saiyans just nodded. She then slid into the water and placed her cargo on the edge of the hot
tub, and poured herself a glass.

"Ahhhh, now THIS is great. Needs more water though." Bulma reached over to the controls and
flipped a switch. "So, Son, what fun did you two else have today, hmm?" She asked with a cheshire
smile.

Goku blushed slightly, "there is no need for ya t' know."

"Oh, come now, we're friends and I strongly doubt you took off your bikini to sleep. Hey Broly,
what did Goku do with you?"

"He sucked me." Came Broly's nonchalant tone.

"BROLY! Please dun tell her, I'll never hear the end of it." Goku told his mate.

Bulma just cackled like the evil being she was. "My, my, Goku, so risqué of you!" She swirled the
wine in her glass and took a sip.

Goku just ducked into the water.

"Now, tell me, Broly, did you retur-" Bulma started before the door to the pool area was swung
opened, making everyone look over at it.

"BULMA, YOU SASSY WOMAN! I'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU AND-
Ohhh, myyyyy go~d."

Jean's voice trailed off when he got a good look at all the Saiyans and the miles of skin bared to his
roaming eyes. Turles even winked at him when he noticed the staring.

"Jean! Over here! I was wondering where you'd disappeared to!" Bulma waved him over.

Barely taking his eyes off the Saiyans in and out of the pool, Jean made his way over to them.

"Bulma, you're living the dream!" He said as he looked away and noticed the two Saiyans in the
tub with her.

"Indeed. Good to see you, Jean, and this is…?" She trailed off as she looked at the figure following
behind Jean.

"Ahh, this is Dusty, my assistant, she'll be helping me for the duration of our little project. Dusty,
meet Mrs. Briefs, it's still Briefs or how?" Jean asked.

"Yes, Saiyans don't use last names, so I kept my own." Bulma explained.

"Ahh, I see."

"Honored to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Briefs." Said Dusty, bowing in a traditional japanese
way.

Jean started again, "now Dusty, these two very fine gentlemen are two of the models I was telling
you about, Goku and… Broly was it?"

Broly nodded.
"Wonderful, I see you wasted no time getting them into swimwear, you naughty little minx."

Bulma just laughed, "wouldn't you have done the same?"

"Ohh, indeed I would." Laughed Jean. "I was hoping we could talk a bit about some ideas for the
themes and designs."

"Sure, let's have dinner tonight, we just ate shortly before you came so it'll be a late dinner, I'm
afraid. I can get us seats at the nice japanese restaurant for- Say… Nine pm?"

"Sounds marvelous dear. It's a date. Ohh, and would you mind if I brought Armando along with
me?"

"Not at all, I've been looking forward to meeting the lucky man." Bulma replied.

"Well, I'll leave you to your fun then." Here he glanced over at Goku and Broly.

"Ahh, yes, that reminds me, Jean, do you remember that little game I suggested at the party?"

"Game, what do you-" Jean said in an unsure voice.

"Broly, be a dear and stand up for a second." Bulma asked the wild Saiyan.

Confused, Broly obeyed and rose up, water now coming up to his mid thighs, revealing every inch
of Broly's torso.

A choked noise came out of the small man's mouth before he fell backwards into Dusty's waiting
arms, in a smooth motion she lifted him up on his feet again where he managed to stay, if a bit
wobbly.

"Thank you, Broly, you may sit down now." Bulma said in a sugary voice.
Broly sat down, still very confused.

"See you at nine, Jean~" She winked at her friend who turned around and walked towards the exit
in a daze.

Nine o'clock was around the corner and the Saiyans were supposed to meet Bulma outside their
suite and then go to the restaurant together.

Bulma had called ahead and had a small section of the restaurant set aside for them. This was a
private meeting, after all.

Toma looked at the device his cub had said told time and he still couldn't figure out how it worked,
but Goku had assured him that he would let everyone know when it was time to leave.

In fact, it was ten til nine when Goku ushered his pack outside and waited for Bulma, Vegeta, and
Raditz.

Not a minute later, the married trio came out and they all headed together to the restaurant.

Goku had begged Turles to not dress slutty, to which Turles had raised an eyebrow and chosen a
button up long sleeve black shirt and tight black shorts. He had left the top half of the shirt
unbuttoned, and Goku had figured that was as good as he was going to get.

The others had dressed appropriately as well, in formal attires, and Bulma had chosen a silver low
cut dress.

They left for the lower deck and entered the Mifune Japanese Restaurant, all the japanese cuisine
you could eat.

Bulma saw her friend at the table way in the back and waved. As the group sat down Bardock
huffed.

"Now THIS is much better than those chairs." He said as he took his seat on a cushion on the floor.

"Oh, you don't like chairs, dearie?" Jean asked.

"Nah. We would eat on the floor on Vegetasei, on low tables. We're more used to it." Bardock
didn't mention how chairs reminded him of Frieza's mothership, where they would sit on benches
and the temperature was always too cold for the Saiyans. Bardock and his comrades were sure that
Frieza kept the ship too cold just to irritate the (very) warm blooded Saiyans.

Jean nodded, "everyone, this is my significant other, Armando Ricardo Hernández Iglesias. I
brought him along so you could meet him.

The handsome young man was built like a train. He had a dark tan going on, and muscles for days.

"Armando." A few of the Saiyans repeated, hypnotized by the long-haired exotic looking human.

Raditz simply huffed and tossed his own luxurious mane, earning an immediate rivalry with
Armando as he noticed the move.

Turles cursed that he had listened to Goku and had not dressed slutty.

Bardock wondered if this human was packing down there, as much as he was packing up here.

Goku was curious if this human was as tall as Broly, sure looked like it.

"He's my sweet little hot butterfly." Jean touched Armando's cheek.

"Ay, que cosas dices, Jean! Stop eeet~" Armando said in a thick accent as he swatted the hand
away, making Jean giggle in a way that made the Saiyans' ears ring.

Bulma smiled brightly. "Hiii, I'm Bulma Briefs and these are my husbands and their family and
pack. It's good to finally meet you, I've heard so much about you from Jean here." The blue haired
woman said as she leaned forward to greet Armando with a hand shake. Armando also leaned
towards Bulma to kiss her hand.

Raditz gasped and Bulma caught his insecurity right away, "don't worry, love, a handshake and a
kiss don't mean the same for humans as they do for Saiyans. It's just a polite way to say 'hello'."
Bulma pecked Raditz's cheek and patted his thigh, "human culture, sweety~" She said in a sing
song voice.

Raditz remembered himself and calmed down. These were his partners and they accepted him.
There was no need to overreact to things.

"Apologies, but what does it mean in your culture, if I may ask?” said Armando.
"It means 'fuck me'." Bardock said casually.

Armando laughed in an annoying way which didn't sit well in Goku's guts. "O, nonono, I could not
posseebly have sex weeth a woman. However preetee she may be."

"Damn, straight. Or should I say 'damn gay'?" Jean cackled.

Dusty simply sipped from her tea cup, ignoring the couple's antics.

Bardock leaned towards Bulma and asked in an irritated tone, "I came here for the food. Where is
it?" He wasn't sure if this place worked the same as the buffet or that other restaurant they had been
at. He certainly couldn't smell food nearby, aside from what other people were eating.

"Oh, please excuse him. Saiyans get huffy when they're hungry." Bulma apologized to Jean.

"Not at all, hun. I'm also famished. I'm ready for some sushi!" The short man dismissed the
apology.

"S-sushi? Like what we had that day…?" Raditz looked at Goku expectantly.

"Yeah! This is the place t' get all kinds of sushi and, soups, and tempura, and dumplings, and
noodles-"

"Kakarot, please stop." Toma begged, grabbing his growling stomach.

Vegeta flagged down a waitress to place his order. "Everything off the menu, and keep the food
coming. Do not hesitate. We shall eat it all."

The waitress stared at Vegeta, straightened her glasses, and chuckled nervously. "I- I'm sorry?"

Vegeta leaned close to the young woman and lowered his voice to a dangerous tone. "Everything.
Off. The. Menu. Rinse and repeat, understand?"

The girl nodded her head vigorously and dashed to the kitchen to warn the chefs.

They would all be working overtime tonight.

 Discoveries are Made

"Surely they don't actually mean 'everything' , right?" Jean asked Bulma.

"Ohh, Jean. Dear, dear Jean. You're about to witness one of the most fascinating and terrifying
things there is; a pack of Saiyans eating. Brace yourself." Bulma warned the poor humans.

"We're going to be here for a loooong time, hope you don't have to get up early." She added.

"Oh, dear me…" Jean gasped.

Food eventually started coming; bowls of edamame, several pots of oden and sukiyaki, tempura
shrimp and vegetables, onigiri, takoyaki, bowls of miso soup and ramen and soba and udon… And
these were only the soups and appetizers.

Before the poor food runners had even finished placing all their food on the tables, the first meals
they'd placed down had already vanished under the astounding eyes of the humans sans Bulma.

"O, dios mio." Was Armando's reaction to seeing the food seemingly vanish into the gaping holes
that Saiyans had instead of stomachs.

It soon became clear that more food runners would be needed to cover those tables, and three more
were assigned to that area. Soon, a waiter was forced to put a 'restaurant fully booked-thank you for
your understanding' sign at the entrance to free up chefs.

Bulma simply ate her food elegantly, used to the chaos what was Saiyans eating. The other humans
had more trouble staying focused. Jean sat and watched with a look of horror at the sheer amount
they could have in their mouth in one bite. Armando sat and tried to figure out how their bodies
could contain it all, and Dusty sat there and ate her food mechanically, watching the horror show
unfold.

Eventually, the pace slowed down a bit and the Saiyans could now have a conversation while
eating. Now they were enjoying plate after plate of sushi and sashimi and other meats.

They talked about the food, the fun the pool had been, and eventually the topic drifted back to last
night.
"Man, can you imagine if that Yamcha had been there last night? He'd have freaked out -munch.- "

"No kidding -slurp.- With him disliking gay guys and all." Said Raditz before drinking some more
sake.

"Well, not to brag but I might've fixed that part." Turles said smugly after slurping some noodles
that had managed to survive the initial attack.

"The fuck you did! If anyone fixed 'it' it was me." Said Bardock proudly.

"Umm, no, it was definitely me, Bardy." Turles objected.

"Hell no! I sucked his brains out and he loved it!" Bardock stated insistently.

Turles gasped. "Well, clearly I'd warmed him up when I rode him before you got to him!" He said
loudly.

Goku stopped eating to gape in astonishment.

Both Turles and Bardock ignored him and continued. "Wait, so we both fixed 'it'?" Asked Turles.

"Seems so." Bardock said, astounded.

"You did, both of you, I could smell it when I fixed 'it' after you guys." Toma said as he ate another
roll of sushi calmly. Bulma had warned the pack to use very little of that green paste and to mix it
with plenty of soy sauce, to just dip the side of the sushi roll in it. Toma had done just that.

Now Goku, Turles, Bardock and Bulma were gawking at him.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Came from the group.

"I rocked his world. Made him have a ki orgasm." Toma wiggled his eyebrows and continued
eating with a smug little grin.

Vegeta just started laughing so hard he actually rolled off the cushion.

"Hang on, hang on, the supposedly gay disliking guy… Fucked all of you three last night?" Asked
Raditz.

"Yup." "Seems so." "I just blew him, but yeah." Were the responses.

"Well… He's bad at being 'straight' that's for sure." Raditz added as he remembered the word
someone had used to describe Yamcha's sexual orientation.

Goku started drinking sake straight from the bottle.

"To be fair, he's always been bad at that." Said Bulma.

Being a drama whore, Turles couldn't help himself. "So, did he think you were Kakarot too?" He
asked Bardock.

Goku choked on the sake. A spray of hot burning alcohol sprayed out through his nose.

Vegeta abruptly stopped laughing, "WHAT?! EXPLAIN!"

"Seems the human has a bit of a thing for Kakarot here, I was surprised too when he called out his
name. Mind you he was drunk off his ass and it was dark." Turles explained.

Vegeta banged the table as hard as he could without breaking it. "HE DARES?! Hiding like a
coward and then making Kakarot feel bad over it when he himself…"

Ki had started building around Vegeta's form when Bulma tossed a cup of sake in his face.
"Stop that now, rage later. We're having a civilized dinner now with guests, so behave."

Vegeta just sat there, face drenched in sake, gaping at Bulma at a loss for words.

"If I may interject, what is a ki orgasm?" Jean asked, having followed the drama eagerly.

"Yamcha has a thing for me?" Goku, after having a coughing fit and blowing his nose and wiping
the tears, asked his pack in a hoarse voice.

"A ki orgasm happens when a Saiyan can make ya come from yer… 'Energetic' body, not just the
physical." Bardock started explaining.

"Oh, yes, he has a liking to you, Kakarot." Turles purred.

"Ohhh, you mean like tantra sex?" Armando asked.

"But… He ain't never showed me anythin' but friendship!" Goku countered.

"A bit like that, yes." Bulma answered Armando's question.

"He mistook me for you too, cub. There are some, whatcha call em- 'Unresolved issues' here."
Bardock said while snatching another maki sushi.

Everyone was so caught up in their discussion, no one besides Raditz noticed the look on Vegeta's
face.

Vegeta's face was blank, no emotion at all. This was not good. Raditz knew that from experience.
There would be a massive reaction later.

Broly simply grasped Goku's hand, receiving a comforting squeeze, and gave one in return.

Goku blocked out the chaotic conversation and did some introspection. He analyzed every moment
he'd lived, as an adult, with the ex thief, since they met at the third tournament until, well, now.
Not once had Goku noticed any odd behavior from Yamcha. Was Goku really that aloof? Then
again, Goku did not know a lot about humans in this area. Chichi had made her interest very loud
and clear from the first moment at the tournament, and Broly was a Saiyan AND had chased him,
so...

With a deep sigh, he leaned over to Broly and nuzzled his hard broad shoulder. It would make no
difference. Goku was not and had never been interested in Yamcha in 'that' way. He had his mate,
his mate to be, cubs, and his pack, and he couldn't want for more.

He'd tried the whole 'being mated to a human' before and it had not gone well. He was not going
back down that road.

Goku flagged a waiter, "do ya have absinthe here?"

"I'm afraid not, sir." The waiter replied.

"Could ya get some?" Goku asked. He needed something stronger than sake.

"Well I-" The waiter tried again.

"Run out and get a few boxes, here." Said Bulma as she handed over a large wad of cash. "Keep the
change." She said before returning to the talk with Armando about tantric sex and how it was
similar to ki orgasms.

The waiter gaped at the bills before immediately heading out the front doors.

When the waiter came back, he simply left a box near the table. Goku pulled out a bottle and didn't
even bother using a cup. He twisted the stopper and just drank from the bottle.

Broly, curious as to what Goku was drinking, grabbed a bottle for himself and repeated what his
mate did.

"Kakarot, pass me a bottle." Came Vegeta's far too calm voice.

Goku tossed a bottle to him without words. Through their connection, they could both deduce how
much the other needed to drown their thoughts.
And so the hours went by, Bulma talked fashion, Saiyans, and sex with Jean and Armando, Dusty
said a few words every now and then and took some notes whenever Jean asked her to, the Saiyans
ate and drank (particularly in Goku and Vegeta's case). Broly had had one bottle, but honestly
didn't see why it was so special, and drank sake too.

When the food runners came out and said there simply was no more food, the group decided to
head to bed. Bulma added in a ridiculous tip for all the staff's trouble.

They said goodbye to Jean, Armando, and Dusty outside the restaurant and split up. Raditz and
Bulma practically dragged Vegeta, and they all headed towards their respective suites.

Goku walked slowly, and Broly kept his pace slow to match his. The result was that everyone else
was soon ahead of them.

Ultimately, they jumped in an elevator, while Broly and Goku were left behind waiting for the next
ride.

When they finally caught the next one, the pack was out of sight.

"Broly, can we step outside? I need some air." Goku asked.

Broly nodded and they found a door leading to a deserted curved balcony on the upper deck.

There was a small set of chairs and table and Goku sat down with a sigh. Broly took a seat at the
table too.

Goku looked at him, vision a bit blurry. "Broly, how much did ya catch of what was said tonight?"

"About you and Yamcha?" Broly inquired.

Goku just nodded.

"Well, he had sex with Bardock, Turles and Toma, and yet he seemed angry about you and I being
together for some reason, and then today Vegeta made him apologize for offending you."

"Yes, that's right, but the thing is, the reason he hates you and I bein' together is not just because he
wants t' be with guys too, he… Wants t' be with me specifically."

Broly simply tilted his head, the pack members all had sex with each other, why would this-
Goku continued, "as in he wants to be my mate."

Broly froze.

The swishing of the ocean waves and the far away music were the only sounds for a few seconds.

"Broly, do ya-"

"Do you want to be his mate?" Broly's strained voice interrupted.

"No! No, I don't! I've never seen him as a potential mate, and I never want t' have a human mate
again."

Broly rose up and stood next to Goku. "You really don't want him?" Broly hunched down and
looked Goku in the eyes in a rare show of utmost seriousness.

Goku cupped Broly's face. "I promise ya, I'm not interested in him as a mate, why would I ever be
with ya here?"

"Truly? You've known each other for so long."

"So what? I've known Krillin and Bulma even longer and I dun want them as mates either."

Goku leaned in close to his face. "I love ya, Broly, believe me."

Broly's eyes drilled into his own before they both surged forward and kissed passionately.

Hands grabbed Broly's shoulders as the wild Saiyan's large form plucked him from his seat and
lifted him up.

Goku's legs wrapped around his waist to anchor himself and they kissed desperately.
"Broly~ Dammit, I need…"

"Yes."

Broly turned them around and pressed Goku up against a wall, ripping at his clothes while Goku
dragged his hands down Broly's chest, grabbed the sides of the button up shirt, and ripped it open
before starting to open his own, and tossed it aside.

Broly fumbled with Goku's pants, unused to the different fastenings and just tore them open,
eventually, making Goku gasp from the cool air.

Goku tossed his head back and moaned as Broly attacked his neck with kisses and love bites, while
Goku's one hand snuck down and ripped open Broly's trousers. He grabbed Broly's shoulders again
and kicked off his shoes, then used his feet to push Broly's pants down, taking the underwear with
them. Broly slid them the rest of the way down his long muscular legs easily.

Now, both naked, aside from the pants around Broly's ankles, Broly lifted Goku up and found his
breeder with expertise won from many trysts.

Goku gasped and tossed his head back, seeing stars as he was mounted on that huge cock that
surged up and filled him to the brim.

Broly grunted with each thrust, driving all the way in and puncturing Goku's cervix over and over.

"Gods, yes! Broly, fuck me harder! Right there~!" Goku moaned.

So caught up in their passion, they didn't notice a familiar ki nearby. Familiar to Goku at least.

Gohan had felt a rush of ki coming from outside and had come out to see what was happening.
Needless to say, watching his father having sex up against a wall on a deck was not what he'd been
expecting.
 Caught Red-Handed
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

Incestuous desires and implied/mentioned incest are HEAVILY shown in this chapter.
Still not 100% incest but the line gets reeeaaally blurry. Seriously, if you’re
uncomfortable with Gohan watching two Saiyans have sex, just skip the whole thing.
Jump to end notes to reveal plot points.

For those of you who decide to read, there is voyeurism as well.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

He should've left as soon as he saw them, but something kept him there. He was frozen behind a
pillar about twenty meters away from where his father and Broly were having raw sex. There was
no other way to describe it, it was hard, animalistic, and all in all, filthy.

He could hear the noises from where their bodies met, the slick noises mixed with the growls and
moans from Broly and his father. He could smell the lust and hormones that drifted over to him
downwind, thankfully.

Thanks to his Saiyan eyesight he could even see the details on his father's face, the ecstasy, the
passion, and the rapture written all over it.

His old bedroom had been near his parents (Chichi and Goku) and so he'd heard things while
growing up. It had simply been unavoidable, but he'd never heard any noises like these coming
from their bedroom. Further proof of how unsuited the human life had been for his father.

Gohan had come up to his father's suite to ask him if he wanted to join in a late game of cards or
whatnot, a case of insomnia mixed with a desire to spend more time with his father after having felt
his ki indicating he was still awake.

His intentions had been pure up until he saw the two lovers locked in a type of dance that had been
instinctively driven into creatures that reproduced sexually for eons.

Gods, Broly really was a beast! 'Gentle giant' had been the first words that had come to mind when
Gohan had met him, but now…

He could see his back muscles flexing in time with the pivoting hips, his firm ass cheeks clenching
with every hard thrust piercing his father's body, hear the grunts of exertion.

The large thighs and legs firmly planted on the floor to help push himself upwards while his father
hung seemingly helpless from the grip of Broly's big hands, one grasping the hips, the other one
now clasping his father's hands above his head.

Sweat started shimmering on Broly’s back as he worked relentlessly and single mindedly on
fucking his father.

It was wrong, he shouldn't be here, watching them like this.

But a small part of him could not help but… Imagine things. How would it feel to be with a male?
How would it feel to be so free as to have sex outside? Not a care about what people thought to the
point where you'd blow someone in front of your friends. A part of him simply wondered, what
would it be like… To be in his father's place, right now.

Not necessarily with Broly, just… The position.

Gohan looked down and to his shame and exhilaration he found himself hard.

A second after, he could hear words.

"Broly, change. Table." Came the choked voice of his dad.

It seemed Broly had no problem understanding what his father meant. He pulled out, Gohan's eyes
widened comically at the magnitude of Broly's size, it was one thing to see numbers, another to see
the monster in person.

'How can dad just… Take it? Seemingly so easily?!'

Broly carried Goku over to the table, ripping the pants around his ankles without even noticing it,
and placed Goku on it before flipping him over.

Goku scrambled into position, bracing himself on the surface of the table, and lifting his tail.

Broly's huge hands grabbed his hips and with one thrust slammed himself inside again, forcing a
garbled moan from his father.

Gohan's dick twitched, and strangely enough it felt like something contracted inside him when he
saw Broly seating himself inside Goku, and then started a hard pace.

His father's moans grew more desperate, and Gohan was unable to resist any longer. The darkness
inside him crept up and took control of his mind. Shutting his eyes halfway, he slid his hands down
his trousers and started rubbing himself and circling his asshole with the other.

He was hard as he'd only ever been a few times with Videl and several times with his 'toys'.

He bit his lips to silence his moans and kept his eyes focused on them.

Thanks to the different angle he could now see better where Broly entered his father's body.
Seeing the length drill into his father like that made his tail spot itch. He slipped one finger inside
himself, trying to reach that special spot.

"Fuck, Broly! So good! Go deeper!" His father moaned as he leaned down until his chest was
pressed against the table. Broly followed suit as he pressed down on Goku's torso, keeping him in
place with his weight and leaning up to bite the back of Goku's neck.

The sheer dominance Gohan was seeing, and the mental image of being the one pressed down on
the table, a large body dominating him, plowing into him, made his breath and hand movements
speed up.

The table legs scraped against the floor, but the noise didn't seem to faze his father or Broly.

Broly just kept hammering away while his father clawed at the table surface, moaning and panting,
seemingly helpless.

Gohan's hands moved faster, rivulets of precum making the movements slicker, while he forced
another finger up inside himself, trying to match Broly's rhythm, while keeping his eyes open to be
able to watch.

At some point, Broly had grabbed the base of Goku's tail and his father almost screamed.

Gohan envied the Saiyans and their tails, especially in moments like these, where Gohan wanted to
feel what it would be like to have the full thing and not the little stump that provided some sort of
pleasure. The only joke of a simulation was when Gohan would put on a fake tail and pretend he
had one. But that didn't provide any physical pleasure exactly, just mental.

The increase in moans drew his attention back to his father and his mate.

Both were close now, and so was Gohan. He saw his father arch his back and he heard him scream,
Broly moaned and his hips stuttered.

'Oh, my god, this is happening!' Was Gohan's last thought before his dick started pulsing and
releasing in his hand as he clamped down around his fingers. The demi Saiyan had to bite his lip
until it bled to avoid moaning out loud.

Gohan was so lost in lust he didn't even notice the rise in power levels of Broly and Goku as they
came.

When he stopped seeing stars and actually got some awareness back, Gohan found himself
slumped on the floor, thankfully still out of sight from his dad and Broly.

He looked down and found his hand covered with jizz, he'd pulled out his fingers while still dazed
and his whole body twitched from the aftershocks.

He'd never come like that, even during the best 'toy session'. He tried not to dwell on it, and instead
peeked around the pillar again. His father was still on the table and Broly had semi collapsed on
him, both were kissing slowly while purring so much Gohan could hear them without any problem.
Gohan figured he'd better leave while they were still caught in the afterglow.

He tucked himself in, zipped up his pants, wiping his hands on them, and shakily got to his feet. He
turned the curve and walked… Straight into a hard chest.

He looked up in horror, the feeling magnifying about a million times when he saw Raditz's
grinning face above his own.

'Ohhh, fuck me.' Was Gohan's only thought.

Gohan opened his mouth, though not sure what to say. Raditz simply laid a finger on his lips. His
uncle gestured with his head that they should move somewhere else. He then turned around and
walked silently away. Gohan followed, what else could he do now that Raditz had seen…

He followed the waterfall of hair moving in front of him. Finally they made their way back indoors
via another entrance and the long haired Saiyan opened one of the unoccupied rooms. He gestured
for Gohan to followed him and both headed inside.

Door firmly shut, Gohan turned and looked at his uncle.

To his surprise he found no disgust or revulsion on his face.

"Well… Say something!" The suspense was killing him.

"He's gorgeous, right?" Was said with a smile.

"What?" Of all the things Gohan had expected to hear…

"Yer dad, he's gorgeous, right? Broly is hot too, don't get me wrong, but Kakarot is…" He inhaled
deeply.

Gohan just looked astounded.

"Was it yer first time getting off to him? Or any male for that matter?" Raditz asked in a friendly
manner.
"I- NO! I mean… To males? Maybe. But- I’ve never gotten off to my dad! What the Hell?! That
would be wrong! And why are you so calm about this?!" Gohan asked confused. Surely Raditz
would be upset over this.

"Pfffff. Humans and their weird notions.” The long haired warrior shook his head. “There ain't
nothing wrong with ya, cub, or what ya did. Trust me. It's just yer Saiyan heritage poking its head
out."

"What are you saying?! It was wrong! He's my dad , for god's sake! Even if he weren’t my dad, I
still should've stopped myself! It’s wrong to spy on other people, especially when they’re doing
something so private!"

Raditz rolled his eyes. "Listen to me, cub. Yes, ya watched them have sex. Yes, he's yer dad. But
that's normal among Saiyans. Ya couldn’t take ten steps on Vegetasei without seeing a couple
engaged in some sexual activity, out in the open. Sex ain’t a bad thing, unlike what ya humans
think. Hell, I've fucked my dad, and my mother, to use human terms, I’ve even fucked yer dad. It's
normal for us. Healthy even. Clears out our ki and helps us strengthen our bonds."

Gohan gaped at him like he'd just sprouted three heads and a pair of wings to boot.

"What- No… No, not my dad, he'd never…" Gohan tried vaguely to explain why Raditz had to be
lying.

"It took a good while, and overcoming some mental barriers before he was willing to try it, but
eventually he accepted it. Now he loves it. If ya'd have been up for it, ya two would've fucked ages
ago. On Vegetasei, he woulda been the one to teach ya about sex, hands on, and given ya yer first
fuck when ya came of age. But since yer half human he figured it was better to not bring it up."

"Wait- You're saying my dad would've brought it up with me? To- To… TO HAVE SEX WITH
ME?!"

"In a nutshell? Yes. Relax, cub, he'd never have forced ya. If ya'd been a full Saiyan then it woulda
happened naturally the moment ya became an adult, with ya being the oldest and not having an
older sibling, it woulda fallen onto him. But since yer heritage is a bit spread out, he held back in
case ya took after yer human side in that department. Seems that wasn't quite the case, now was
it?"

"I would never have sex with him! Even tonight, what- What you saw was just me watching two
guys have sex and HOW they had sex, not who they were!"
 Raditz gave him a deadpan look. ' Same fruit will come out of the same seed, I guess.'

"What?" Gohan asked, confused.

"Oh, nothing. Just… Ya take after yer dad, both in the 'skittish about fucking family' part, and if
I'm not mistaken, the role ya prefer to have when it comes to sex." Raditz's eyes turned intense and
suddenly, Gohan felt like he was nailed to the floor.

Chapter End Notes

For those of you who skipped the chapter, here are the relevant plot points: Gohan
jacks off and gets caught by someone, and this someone has a heart to heart with him
;)
 Gohan's Gamble
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

Implied incest, incestuous desires. Not as much as last chapter. Maaaybe a bit of
harassment? Idk.

Also, Raditz... 'checks' Gohan. But he's super professional about it, so it doesn't count
as incest in this case.

"I think I need to walk off all that food." Raditz sighed while patting his belly.

Bulma looked at Vegeta slumped on the bed, pretending that the world didn't exist. She huffed and
nodded at her taller husband, "alright. I'll deal with him and try to see what's up his ass." She
nodded at the Prince.

"Good luck, although times like these, it's best to let him be until he's ready to talk." Raditz
advised.

Bulma trusted Raditz knew Vegeta a little better than she did and accepted his suggestion.

"I'll take a little walk, maybe help haul Kakarot back to the nest if they're til stuck in the lower
deck." Raditz chuckled.

Bulma squinted at the Saiyan, trying to read in between the lines.

"If you guys end up fucking, you better come straight back here afterwards, you hear, mister?"

Raditz smirked while saluting her and left the room, the door clicked behind him.

He walked over to the pack's suite and peaked inside. His source and carrier were fucking and
Turles was lending a hand, but no Broly or Kakarot.

He closed the door again, and headed down the hallway the route they'd taken earlier.

"Maaan, ki sensing would be really handy right about now," he thought out loud. Trying to pick up
their scent was proving to be difficult as well, what with so many smells around.
Raditz had trouble learning how to read energy signatures. Vegeta's patience had run out and
Kakarot simply didn't know how else to teach his brother so he could learn. So far, Raditz could
sense ki only if it was really close to him, and even that was a big effort for him. He actually wasn't
sure if what he was sensing was ki or scents.

He followed the hallway until he arrived at the stairs. So far no luck, he went down to see if they
might be on the lower deck still.

Also negative.

Shrugging, he decided to ride up the elevator and walk around the upper deck, hopefully finding
Kakarot, and maybe checking on Bulma to see how she was doing with Vegeta.

Raditz pressed the elevator button and rode up. The elevator arrived at the floor and the door
opened.

He walked down the corridor, coming to a hallway cross when he saw movement out of the corner
of his eye. He stopped and at the end of the other hallway he could see his oldest… Nephew, was
the word if he remembered correctly.

Figuring he should take the chance to talk to the brat, or get some help feeling out Kakarot's
location at least, he turned to follow him, but lost sight of the demi when he turned a corner right
after.

No problem, he knew the brat's scent.

He followed the trail for a minute or so, 'where the Hell is the brat going? And at this time?'

Finally, he came to a door leading outside, he opened it and stepped out onto a long deck that
curved.

He closed the door carefully behind him, he'd broken a door by accident, before he followed the
curve of the deck.

Unless the brat had flown off, he should be right around… 'OHH.'

Raditz stopped in his tracks when he saw the brat standing a few meters away, hiding behind a
pillar, with a hard on almost bursting through his pants, if Raditz's eyes weren't mistaken.

His nephew hadn't noticed Raditz yet, totally focused on what he was observing, and judging by
the noises and scents, Raditz had inadvertently succeeded in finding Kakarot too.

'Well, well, seems like Kakarot's brat is not so human after all.'

He stayed behind the demi Saiyan, simply observing and seeing what the cub would do. Judging
by the noises, he avidly imagined what Kakarot and Broly were doing.

While it was a shame he couldn't see his brother from where he was standing, he did have a nice
view right here. The little cry-cub was fingering himself now while simultaneously jerking off,
having given up pretending.

He had to say, said cry-cub had grown up handsomely. In more than one area, too.

Raditz's eyes slid down to the leaking length being pumped in the brat's hand. Not a bad size for a
human-Saiyan mix, he admitted.

Raditz smiled. He had come upon a dirty little family secret indeed. And he was going to exploit it,
while helping the brat, whether he liked it or not.

Honestly, he did owe it to the cub to try and help him with this. He could only imagine how hard it
would've been growing up torn between Saiyan and human culture, with how different they were.

And Kakarot, for all that he loved his cubs, was still learning how to be Saiyan himself. Though
alcohol did help move things along it seemed, judging by the moans and scraping of furniture.

The time of climax came, and Raditz watched with unrestrained glee how his nephew brought
himself over the edge, Gohan slumped on the ground for a bit, his eyes still trained on Kakarot and
Broly.

It seemed the cub had really gotten himself worked up if his posture was any indication. Besides, if
Raditz should happen to commit the mental image of Gohan's climax to memory, it really wasn't
anyone else's affairs, right?

When the brat was able to see again, he'd peeked back at Kakarot and Broly, hurriedly adjusted his
pants, and retreated towards the corner.

Gohan turned around and bumped right into Raditz's chest. The face the cub made was priceless.
Raditz couldn't help but widen his grin.

Before Gohan could say anything, Raditz brought a finger to his lips and gestured towards the end
of the hallway. The brat followed.

And here they were now.

"-The role ya prefer to have when it comes to sex."

"W-what do you mean?" Gohan stuttered.

"I mean ya like being on the bottom. Tell me I'm wrong." Raditz said.
Gohan blushed and rage filled his mind. "I'll have you know that my private life with my partner is
none of your business." Gohan barked at his uncle.

Raditz took several steps forward, and Gohan had no choice but to back up until his back hit the
wall.

Raditz hit the wall right next to Gohan's head, making a small dent in it. "What's wrong, cub?"

"Y-you're just really close, could you…"

"Could I what?" Raditz asked with a devious smile.

"Step back." Gohan glared at him from behind those silly glasses.

Honestly, Gohan was at least a hundred times stronger than the warrior in front of him. Why was
he letting Raditz intimidate him?

"Make me. Come on, should be easy. From what yer dad's told me, yer far stronger than most.
Hell, ya even gave me trouble when ya were still a snot nosed cub."

"I don't really want to fight with you." Gohan tried to explain.

"Ohhh, ya don't wanna fight, do ya?" Raditz asked.

"That's right, I have a career now, a family, I'm not-"

Raditz slammed the other hand next to Gohan's head, making him jump.

"Bullshit, cub! I might not be the smartest guy around, but good 'humans' don't get off finger
fucking themselves while watching their dads get fucked raw. You are of Saiyan blood, cub, make
no mistake! Ya can't run from this."
Raditz relaxed his stance, "look… I get it, humans frown on it, but listen to me, brat. Yer stuck in
the middle, and I feel for ya for dealing with that, but that means that yer free to choose which parts
ya like and live like ya feel. And the thing is, ya like stuff that humans would mock ya for, but we
won't. Because we like the same things. Do ya follow what I'm saying? Ya don't have to keep it
hidden from us. Not from yer dad, Hell, ya take after him. And neither from yer grandparents, or
whatever ya call them."

Gohan digested the words coming from his uncle. Was this all true, or was Raditz being a dick to
him again? Was Gohan so deep in denial that he couldn't see the truth behind the farce?

"Look, brat, I know ya have zero reason to trust me, especially after what I did to ya in the past, but
yer circ-family and ya need guidance that yer father was unable to give because of circumstances.
Talk to Vegeta, or yer dad if ya don't believe me."

Gohan looked away before he mumbled something too low even for Saiyan ears.

"What?" Raditz asked.

"Vegeta already knows, he caught me too, once." Blushing red in memory of that day. "I was… In
an old shack I built in the forest. He must've caught my scent while he was on his way to spar with
my dad. I wasn't expecting anyone to be around the area, and I was too distracted to notice his ki
approaching…"

"Ohhh, what did he say?"

"He said: 'I guess you really did get some from your father after all.' And asked if I needed 'help'."

"Well, ya are similar to yer dad, in more ways than one it seems, I won't ask about what ya were
doing, but what happened after?"

"I was so embarrassed I just said 'no', and begged him not to tell anyone. He promised not to, but he
also said that if I changed my mind, I knew where to find him." Gohan looked away.

"Do ya regret telling him 'no'? Answer me honestly."

"Most times no, but sometimes, I can't help but wonder… But I'm married and so is Vegeta-
It would've been wrong!" Gohan tried to explain.

Raditz scoffed as he shook his head. "I am pretty sure Bulma would've had no problem letting
Vegeta fuck ya. As for yer mate… Devil? Vidle…?"

"Videl."

"I suggest ya talk to her about this. It's in yer blood, and it WILL stay with ya for the rest of yer
life. Sooner or later, yer gonna give in." Raditz had lowered his voice dangerously. He ran his nose
up Gohan's neck, inhaling his unique scent, making the demi Saiyan shiver and gasp, before
pulling away from him.

"Not to mention how much yer cub might've gotten from our side of the family." He finished off,
making Gohan's eyes widen.

Raditz reached down and ruffled Gohan's hair. "Listen, brat, I know ya've been alone with this
secret for ages, but we will help ya. Family is important to us Saiyans, even more now that there
are so few of us left, and the pack being all we have. So how about ya just try and ask Vegeta, even
if only to get more info? Okay?"

Gohan inhaled deeply, but nodded eventually.

"Good, now one last thing before we head out." Raditz started to open Gohan's trousers.

"What the-!" Gohan started, trying to pull away with no luck against the wall.

"Calm down, I just need to check something." Raditz said like he'd just bumped into Gohan and he
got huffy over it.

He crouched in front of his nephew and reached in, placing two fingers behind Gohan's sac.

"Wai- Ooohhhhh~" Gohan let out a surprise moan.

After rubbing his fingers around in circles, Raditz stood up again.

Gohan scrambled to pull up his trousers up and close them. "WHAT THE HELL?!"

"Relax cub, I just needed to check how much ya inherited from yer dad." Raditz said nonchalantly.
"And I hate to tell ya, but yer Saiyan down there." He carried on.

"I know I got my size from my dad, you don't-"

Raditz rolled his eyes, "not THAT part, though ya do take after him there too. I mean, ya have a
breeder, unless I've missed my mark by a very wide shot."

Gohan looked at him like he was crazy. "No, I don't! I'd have seen it! They don't just show up. If
you have one, they're just there." He argued.

"Maybe human female ones are, I don't know, but the breeder is covered by a membrane until ya
breach it."

"Wha-what do you mean 'breach it'?" Gohan asked, already dreading the answer.

"It means ya tear open the tissues that are covering the passageway to yer cervix.

"Tear… Open?" Gohan turned white as a sheet.

"Yup, the membrane is thick, and looks and acts like normal skin, so to open the way… Well."

"And… You say I have one of those?! I thought it was just the full blood Saiyans!"

"Clearly not, fifty fifty chance, and ya got the Saiyan part."
Gohan thought for a moment, weighing his options.

"I'm not- I'm not taking any chances. I need to ask Bulma if she can give me an x-ray to make
sure." Gohan said determinately.

Raditz nodded, "if it helps ya. But fair warning, brat, I was a professional breacher on our planet, I
did it for a living, I know what a breeder membrane feels like, and how to tear it open with the least
amount of pain, should ya decide to get breached."

Gohan look like his whole world had been flipped.

Raditz scratched his head, if the humans put so much stock in gender, this was surely going to
mess with Gohan's image of himself.

"Okay, listen, brat."

Gohan looked at him, still pale white and shocked.

"When ya get the 'ray thing' and if there is a breeder hiding there, just remember: ya don't have any
part of ya right now that ya didn't always have, even if ya didn't know ya had it. Yer still you,
okay? Ya can just potentially have more fun in bed."

Gohan closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. When he opened his eyes he asked in a meek
voice, "do you think Bulma's still awake? I need to know now if I have a- uh…"

"A breeder and a womb?" Raditz helped him out.

"Yeah. That." Gohan winced at the word 'womb'.

"She is, I kinda left her with Vegeta in a mood, so…" He trailed off. "Speaking of, I said I'd be
back a while ago, let's go talk to her, ya can get some help from Vegeta too, if he's awake."

Gohan nodded and headed mechanically to the door, opening it and stepping outside, his thoughts
were all a jumble.
"C'mon, kid." Raditz waited for Gohan to turn to him and they both made their way to the
honeymoon suite.
 The Great Revelation
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Raditz carefully opened the door, and sure enough, Bulma was awake, reading a book on the sofa.
The warm light from the lamp gave her glasses an eerie gleam and illuminated her beautiful skin.
Raditz's heart stopped for a beat or two.

"Where the Hell have you been?!" She stage whispered, fire in her eyes.

Raditz smiled at the image she presented. He was reminded that others could be just as dangerous
without the physical strength, and that beauty was not a sign of weakness. Bulma had the perfect
combination of both danger and good looks.

"Sorry, sorry, something came up and the brat here needs yer help." He gently dragged Gohan
inside the suite.

"What's up, Gohan?" Bulma put the book down along with her glasses and made her way to the
door, her night gown flowing behind her.

"I'll make this quick. I- Raditz tells me that I might have a… Uh… Female parts inside me? And I
need to make sure I don't."

"He has a breeder, I'm sure of it, but he wants proof that doesn't involve breaching. Can ya use
some kind of special ray to find out?"

"Ohh, Gohan, of course I'll help. This must be so strange for you, come here." She hugged her
pseudo nephew, and Gohan hugged her back.

After a few seconds she stepped back. "There's a clinic downstairs and it comes equipped with an
x-ray machine. It's a small one though. I can give you a KUB, which is a kidney, uterus, and
bladder x-ray, and we can find out if you have female parts or not." She added in a kind voice.

Gohan nodded, "is… Vegeta awake?"

"No, he's sleeping, he had a lot to drink tonight, but if it's important I'll drag him out." She said
immediately.

"No, no, I just… Let's wait 'til after we know for sure." Gohan said, resigned.

"Ok. I'll go get dressed and then we can head down, ok?" She patted his cheek and headed towards
her walk in closet.

A few minutes later, Bulma came out and the trio headed to the clinic.

When they reached the small room, Bulma got out her master key card and opened the door. The
lights were flicked on and she immediately got to preparing the machine for Gohan, while Gohan
took his clothes off, except for his boxers.

When it was time, she patted the table where Gohan was to lie down on his back and she hooked
up a big monitor looking device on top of his abdomen.

"Put your hands over your chest for me, sweetheart."

Gohan did as told and Bulma started the machine. "Take a deep breath and hold it."

"Wait, is it safe for you guys to be in the same room?" Gohan asked. As far as he knew, x-rays
could be harmful to people who were nearby.

"Of course, I devised a machine that doesn't radiate x-rays except where it's supposed to. Now, take
a deep breath. Hold it… There. All done." Bulma switched the machine off and went to the laptop
and started typing on it.

Gohan put his clothes back on and sat on the table, awaiting the verdict.

"Come here, Rad. Look." She pointed at a part of the screen.

They both looked at the screen for a while. Raditz raised his eyebrows and tilted his head as he let
out a whistle.

Gohan was at the edge of his seat. "Well?!"

The door to the room opened and Videl woke up from a light sleep.

"Gohan?"

When she heard no answer, she turned on the lights and saw her husband come in the room and go
directly to the bathroom.

This was odd behavior for him, she immediately knew something was wrong. She looked at the
bedside watch, it was two thirty in the morning. What had he been doing for so long?

Pulling the covers away, Videl got out of bed and entered the bathroom where Gohan was sitting
on the edge of their luxurious bathtub.

Videl kneeled down in front of him and placed a hand on his knee.

"Gohan, honey, what's wrong?"

"I'm… I don't know where to start, it's…" He inhaled shakily.

She hugged him and rubbed his back, "shhhh~ Easy, just tell me what you can, okay?"

"Ok. Tonight I… Bumped into Raditz and…"

"What did he say? Or do?" She asked nervously, knowing the history between them.

"He told me… That Saiyans have… As you know, both male and female parts."
"Well, sure, honey, we all know that after last night." Videl said in remembrance.

"The thing is… Half Saiyans can be like that too… It turns out." Gohan whispered the last part, his
eyes shining with unshed tears.

Videl froze at the implication. "Gohan… Are you saying that you…?"

He nodded, unable to look her in the eyes. "Ha, turns out that THAT part is covered by a thick
membrane, so it looks like there's nothing there, unlike women."

"Gohan, are you sure? If you can't see it-"

"I had an x-ray. Bulma used one in the clinic, she's sure. I saw it myself. I have a… Vagina. And a
uterus."

Silence.

"Do you… Hate me now?" He asked on the verge of bursting into tears.

"Ohh, Gohan, never!" She hugged him fiercely.

"But how, I mean, have you had periods and just hidden them? Does it work that way for me too? I
mean, we know you're fertile… In the front, sorry I'm babbling, aren't I."

Videl nodded and pursed her lips. She kept making soothing circles on Gohan's thighs.

"Where does that put us now?" Gohan asked in a strained voice. "I mean- You're straight. And- I'm
half… Female…" A tear ran down his cheek.

"No, honey, you're half Saiyan." Videl said smiling sadly. "Also… I may not be entirely straight."
Videl rubbed the back of her neck.
"You're- You're not?"

"Well, you remember Erasa, right? We uh- Might've… You know. Fooled around a bit."

Gohan let out a relieved chuckle. "Really?" He rubbed under his nose.

"Yeah, psh- I mean, it was just one time when we were exploring the wonders of sexuality. I
decided that I liked guys more, and she decided she liked girls more. Last time I talked to her she
celebrated her third year anniversary with her girlfriend in Hong Kong."

"You mean with Klippy?!"

"Yeah! They've been together for a long time." Videl said, happy for her best friend.

Gohan wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve, "why didn't you tell me before?"

Videl shrugged, "honestly? It just never came up." She smiled fondly at her husband and hugged
him.

"Don't worry about your nature, Gohan. I'm here to support you however I can, okay?"

Gohan couldn't help a sob that escaped him, "how did I ever get so lucky." He hugged her back as
strong as he dared.

When they pulled away, Videl had suspiciously reddened eyes. "Anyways. Next time it's YOUR
turn to get pregnant."

Gohan paled so fast he almost fell backwards into the tub.

Next morning, after breakfast, the group decided to grab some fishing gear and spend time
enjoying this soothing sport, along with other guests who also decided fishing would be a good
idea now that the ship had taken a rest.

The Saiyans really didn't grasp the concept of fishing rods and chose to tie strings to their tails
instead, except for Vegeta, of course. He was above such menial things. Goku had shrugged when
he saw his pack fishing the 'traditional way' and decided to follow their example. He remembered
the days when he used to fish like this before being introduced to the fishing pole. He also enjoyed
it when he would get to wrestle the fish one on one in the water. He wondered if the others also did
that on their home planet.

"So this is fun and all, but do ya actually get into the water t' catch yer own prey?" Goku asked.

Bardock moved his stick from one side of his mouth to the other, "not in water, per se, more in
mud. There were these creatures called Coroks and were the most common meat source in times of
drought. My team and I would fish them together sometimes." Toma placed a sympathetic hand on
Bardock's shoulder. "We would get in the mud, knee deep and fish for the smaller ones and place
them inside baskets. Some more reckless Saiyans would dive deep into the mud to hunt the bigger
ones. They would herd them to the surface and then wrestle them until one of them died."

"Oh, wow. These Corok creatures sound dangerous." Krillin said.

Bardock shrugged, "the bigger ones were. The smaller ones that dwelled close to the surface
nipped at you at the most."

"I think- I think I got a bite!" Oolong cheered and began reeling in his catch. The string pulled the
prey closer and closer until Oolong was finally able to pull it over the gunwale, only to see that it
was an old boot.

"That'll taste marvelous with some barbecue sauce," Turles snickered as everyone laughed at
Oolong's catch.

"Ha, ha, laugh it up, you guys." The pig sulked.

"Hey, Oolong, toss it up in the sky!" Goku told his friend.

The shapeshifter did just that and Goku shot a ray of energy at it, disintegrating the boot in its
entirety.
"You guys are going to scare the fish." Lemo complained.

"Speaking of fish, I see a whole bunch of them over there!" Toma pointed at the creatures jumping
in and out of the water.

"Oh, those aren't fish, Toma, those are-" Before Bulma finished her sentence, Toma ripped the
string off his tail and jumped in the water.

"MAN OVERBOARD!" The barrelman up in the crow's nest yelled.

"Oh, no- No, no it's fine-" Bulma tried to tell the approaching rescue team that Toma didn't need
any help but the crew ignored her.

They threw a life saver in the direction Toma supposedly would be at and waited.

Toma didn't resurface.

"Baba?" Goku asked Bardock worriedly. From his experience, he was able to hold his breath
underwater for a long time but wasn't sure if that was the case for all Saiyans.

"Relax, baby bro. Just watch." Raditz wrapped a reassuring arm around Goku's back.

Finally Toma shot out of the water and landed on the deck… With a squeaking, lively dolphin in
his hands.

All the people that were watching the commotion gasped in horror.

"TOMA!" Videl screamed.

Goku was slack jawed for all of three seconds, "ya can't do that, shosha!"

"What? Why not?" Toma asked as the dolphin desperately tried to get away from him.
 "Dolphins are very smart! You can't just fish them!" Krillin yelled at the Saiyan.

"Not this one, it wasn't even scared of me." Toma held up the noisy, wriggly animal.

"TOMA, PUT IT BACK IN THE OCEAN NOW !" Bulma yelled at her father-in-law.

"Alright, fine!" Toma reluctantly tossed his 'could've been meal' overboard.

The poor mammal fell several feet into the water with a loud splash. After recovering, the dolphin
peaked its head out and 'flipped' Toma off (as best as a dolphin could flip someone off), and gave
its captor a combination of squeaks and clicks which, frankly, sounded obscene, before returning to
its pod.

Chapter End Notes

RESPECT THE DOLPHINS.

DOLPHIN LIVES MATTER.
[And this includes orcas. Orcas are the biggest type of dolphins.]
 A Fancy Dinner

"Did that dolphin just… Flip you off?" Asked Videl.

The Earthians started laughing at the surly expression on Toma's face.

"Well, what ARE you allowed to fish then?" He demanded, ears red from the blunder he'd
unknowingly committed.

"Anything besides sharks, whales, and dolphins." Krillin replied. "Maybe not sting rays either."

"How am I supposed to know what those look like?!" Toma questioned.

"Oh, yeah." The monk scratched the back of his head.

"Here. I can look them up on my smartphone. We have quite a wide variety of sea creatures. A lot
of them are still undiscovered." Bulma said while setting her fishing pole down and fishing her
phone out.

"Wow. That many, huh?" Bardock began. "Vegetasei didn't have as many animals, not to the point
where some were still undiscovered."

"Well, if they were undiscovered, how would you actually know?" Bulma asked.

Toma's mouth opened, but nothing came out. "Fair point." He finally admitted.

"Same thing can be said in yer case. There's not much going on on a desert planet." Bardock
shrugged.

The Saiyans gathered around Bulma to look at the pictures of the animals they weren't supposed to
fish.
"By the way, talking about sea animals. We're having lobster tonight!" Bulma announced in a
cheery voice.

There were a few acknowledging cheers and claps.

"What's that?" Broly asked the same question on the other aliens' minds. Goku and Vegeta knew,
of course.

"Ohh, you'll see~" Bulma said smiling secretively.

The group continued fishing, some actually catching fish, others, like Oolong, not so lucky.

There was, thankfully, no more diving.

Night came soon enough and the clique of friends sat at several tables that had been pushed
together, as per Bulma's request. The entire gang was finally together and Goku observed them all
with glee as they chatted.

The waiter came, gulping at the size of the group but was relieved when Bulma told him to bring
lobster dinner for everyone. The waiter counted all nineteen patrons and bowed before leaving to
the kitchen.

Before he could leave though, Bulma caught his sleeve. "Whatever number you're thinking of,
triple it. We have hungry customers here."

The waiter could only nod, hoping that there were enough lobsters for repeats.

The dishes arrived, Piccolo silently gave his plate to Goku, and Bardock, Toma, Raditz, and Turles
had mixed feelings about the strange looking creature on their plates.

"How are we supposed to eat this?" Toma asked, lifting and turning his plate to observe the lobster
from all sides.
Turles lifted the lobster and took a bite out of its claw. "Mm! Crunchy…" He said while chewing.

"Wait- No, that's not how ya-"

Before Goku could finish his sentence, the uncultured Saiyans took huge bites out of their lobster,
following the pirate's lead.

Krillin couldn't contain his laughter much longer as he saw the faces of disgust on the alien
warriors. Even Eighteen was covering her mouth to hide her smile.

Cheelai tried biting into the hard crust, "ow, I don't think this is how you eat it."

Lemo tapped her shoulder and pointed to the others who were diligently cracking the lobster's shell
with a small device.

The green woman made an 'Oh' and grabbed the shell cracker. She tried her luck at it and a piece
snapped off, flying straight into Master Roshi's face.

"OOPS! I'm so sorry!" Cheelai apologized.

"Mmm. It's quite alright." The old man said while cleaning debris off with a cloth napkin. "Haven't
had a pretty lady shoot something at my face for a long time."

Oolong snickered, "and he ain't talking about bullets."

Bardock was finally able to swallow his bite of lobster, crust and meat, and grimaced. "I really
don't see the big deal."

"Yeah, these are horrible!" Raditz agreed.

Bulma cleared her throat, "that's because you're eating the shell. You're supposed to eat the meat
only. Like this-"
Before she could show the aliens how to properly crack a lobster, Toma grabbed the creature and
pulled a leg off, spraying pieces of meat everywhere.

"ACK!" Cheelai screamed as lobster bits sprayed into her eyes. Lemo was helpful and grabbed her
napkin to clean her face, and then cleaned his.

Broly saw what Toma did and started doing the same.

Goku started. "No! Brol-"

A lobster leg went flying into the air and landed on Videl's drink, spilling it on her dress.

"Oh, crap!" She exclaimed.

Gohan immediately grabbed a napkin to help clean her off.

"I'm sorry." Broly apologized, feeling quite stupid.

Bulma tossed the shell cracker on her plate and rubbed her face. Vegeta observed her and an evil
smirk spread across his lips.

Raditz, thinking he was being smart, skipped the legs and went for the tail. He practically tore the
lobster in half, again spraying everyone that was sitting across from him.

The Z-fighters groaned and squealed at the unwelcome spray of crustacean flesh all over their
faces and formal dining attires.

"Can someone please stop them?" Tien griped as he cleaned the lobster off his face.

"Alright," Bulma whistled loudly. All the Saiyans, demi Saiyan, and Piccolo winced and stopped
their activities.

"I should've realized this was going to be a train wreck." She gave the Saiyans a cursory glance. "If
you'll stop for a minute and observe the people who DO know how to eat lobster, then we won't
have anymore problems, correct?!"

The Saiyans looked down on their plates in shame at the sorry leftovers of their lobster dinner.

They all muttered apologies like children caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

After much trial and error, the Saiyans were able to crack the lobster shell properly. Broly still had
problems, what with his huge hands, but Goku graciously cracked the lobster for him.

Gohan thought they looked like they were newly married. He had kept his eyes fixed on pretty
much everything else but his dad and Broly the whole time. The images from last night were still
fresh in his mind, and he still didn't know how to feel about it. But he couldn’t stop looking at how
innocent they both seemed at this moment. Not a trace of what he saw last night. Who would even
suspect that they were so wild when having sex.

Raditz had surprisingly given him sound advise about the whole ordeal, and now Gohan didn't
know how to feel about him either. It was like his whole world had done a hundred and eighty
degree turn and now his life was upside down. Luckily, he had a wonderful wife who would
support him no matter what. Although, he hadn't told Videl about seeing his dad like THAT, his
newfound gender situation was enough to drop on her for one night, he felt.

"So is this all we get to eat of this… lodder dish?" Bardock asked.

"Lobster." Goku corrected.

"Yeah, I kinda liked it. It grows on ya." Raditz commented.

"The waiter should be here with more." Bulma said while looking around for their waiter.

They made small talk until the Saiyans started getting impatient again. There was no sign of their
food being brought. Everyone in the staff seemed to be busy with the full house tonight.

"Not to seem rude or anything," Turles started, "but we Saiyans have a much higher metabolic rate
than most species. We. Need. To. Eat."
Bulma apologized. "Oh, I'm sorry, our waiter isn't anywhere! I'll go find out-"

"I'll go." Yamcha interrupted. "You've done enough for us, Bulma. And I haven't done a good
thing since I got here." He chanced a look at Goku and saw his friend smile. The ex thief got up
from the table and headed to the kitchen.

"I better go with him too." Said Raditz while standing up. "I have a few effective methods of
persuasion." He punched his hand.

Goku, Bulma, Krillin, and Gohan snorted, remembering that time all those years ago when Raditz
first used his supposedly good methods of persuasion on Goku.

Bardock squinted at his cub but let him be. Maybe two guests would put more pressure on the food
people.

Yamcha tried stopping several waiters on his way to the kitchen, but they all quickly apologized
before he could say anything, informing Yamcha they were busy at the moment.

Yamcha sighed and swung the doors open that led to the kitchen proper. He caught a chef's
attention and told them their order was still pending for the lobster dinner.

"I'm dreadfully sorry, sir, we ran out of lobster but we're boiling another batch as we speak. We're
doing it as fast as we can."

"Ah. I see. Well… Good job, keep at it. Just know that we have a big group of hungry, planet
destroying alien warriors that get cranky when they don't have their food ready."

The chef visibly paled and barked some orders at the staff. "We'll put your group on our priority
list." They smiled nervously at Yamcha.

"Oh, good. That's good to hear." Yamcha turned to leave. As he was about to walk down the
hallway back to the restaurant, a door opened and a hand snatched him inside what seemed to be a
cold food closet.
"What the-!" His words left his mouth as he was slammed against a wall, and a warm, hard body
pressed against him.

"So, ya've tried Saiyan cock and liked it, huh? We have a saying among us, 'Once ya go Saiyan, ya
don't go downplayin'."

"Raditz, what the fuck?"

"Shhh. I just wanna have a go at ya." Raditz said, while his hands traveled up and down Yamcha's
torso. "Can't let nearly my whole pack fuck ya and then not join, ya see."

"Nearly the whole pack? But I just fucked To- Umm." Yamcha stopped himself.

"Well, Toma is my dad, Turles is pack, and old 'Dock is my mother, in human terms."

"What, when did…?" Yamcha asked confused, to his knowledge he'd only been with Toma and
Goku.

"Right, they said ya were drunk, I think it was Turles first, in your room, then 'Dock who blew ya,
and then my dad who finish ya off. Ya really got around fast. Not bad for a human, have to give ya
that. Ya'd have made a decent Saiyan in that area, ya know? Ya even look like one…"

"So… Goku didn't…"

Raditz looked at the sad human. Now he felt a bit bad, he knew what it was like carrying a torch
for someone who seemed interested in someone else.

"Yeah, wasn't him I'm afraid. Sorry. But hey, ya did get to have fun, right? Might as well go all out
at this point. And for your information, I'm bigger than my dad~"

Raditz gave a step back and lowered his pants.

Yamcha's gaping mouth and wide eyes was all the answer he needed to start seducing the human.
"Ya really did miss out that evening, we all had to flash our dicks to make the females happy, but I
guess ya did have a fun night anyway. Now, how about ya show me what ya've learned?"
 Raditz's Rebound

Yamcha would've needed at least a few beers to help him mentally. He remembered the mantra he
kept repeating the other night, about Saiyans not being men and that sex with aliens didn't count.
And he really, REALLY wanted to have an even bigger cock inside him…

"I-I was drunk. I don't remember much about what I did. Just that it felt really good." Yamcha
stuttered.

Raditz hummed. "Well, then. I guess I need to re-teach ya."

He suddenly turned Yamcha around and yanked his pants and underwear down. Yamcha yelped as
he felt his ass cheeks being spread open and a slick tongue swirling around his entrance.

"Oh, FUCK!"

The move was so unexpected, not to mention rimming was one of his guilty pleasures. It was just
so decadent and wrong and perfect. It also felt really good.

"I don't care, myself, but I understand that humans typically don't want to be observed during sex,
so you may want to keep your voice down if ya don't want half the kitchen staff barging in." Raditz
said coolly.

Yamcha nodded and pushed his ass out more in search for that wonderful tongue. He was so glad
he had decided to take a thorough shower before dinner and everything down there was as clean as
a whistle.

Raditz pushed his tongue inside more and listened to Yamcha's muffled cries. The human was
trembling, Raditz hoped it was a good reaction. Yamcha certainly tasted differently from Saiyans,
but that wasn't a bad thing necessarily. Raditz backed away and sucked on two of his fingers. Once
they were slick, he pushed one inside and swirled it around. Yamcha turned to look at Raditz with a
passionate expression, his hips already started thrusting against his finger.

Raditz smirked and inserted a second finger. Yamcha didn't flinch, but bit his hand to avoid getting
too loud. Another finger was inserted and Yamcha banged on the wall as he tried to keep quiet. By
now, his hips were desperately moving against Raditz's digits, trying to get more of them inside.

Damn, Yamcha was a pro at anal sex, Raditz thought. He considered adding another finger, just to
see Yamcha's reaction. Making up his mind, Raditz sucked on a fourth finger and stuck it inside
along with the others.

Yamcha's dick twitched, precum dribbled to the floor and Yamcha briefly felt guilty of all the
health code violations they were committing. But when Raditz started finger fucking him,
Yamcha's mind zoned in on the feelings his nerve endings were sending him, and all other
thoughts vanished.

"Gods, please… I want the real deal." Yamcha moaned.

Raditz chuckled darkly and pulled his fingers out as he stood up. "Not so fast. Ya need to get me
slick." The tall Saiyan turned Yamcha around and pushed him down to his knees.

Yamcha had never sucked on a cock before, at least not a real one, but it couldn't be much different
than the dildos and vibrators and strap-ons he'd sucked on.

He gave a tentative lick to the head, and- Oh, the flavor! It was a weird combination of sweet, salt,
and musk and he absolutely loved it.

He took the large head in and sucked on it as best he could. There was no way he would be able to
get that whole huge thing inside though, but he would try his best to get Raditz all slick.

Raditz watched the human try handling his sizable cock. It was fun to watch him struggle to get
passed the head, to watch him gag and choke. After being spoiled by Bardock after hitting
adulthood, he just couldn't take other blowjobs seriously, and soon Raditz deemed he was wet
enough to slide in the human's stretched hole.

"Get up." He said in a commanding voice. "Take off your clothes."

Yamcha licked his lips and obeyed.

He completely divested himself and saw that Raditz had made no attempt at getting naked himself,
and that show of dominance made Yamcha tremble.

He turned around and presented himself to the Saiyan.

"Nah, I wanna see yer face while I'm fucking ya." Raditz said and turned Yamcha around, pushing
him against a shelf. Raditz then bent down and hooked his arms under Yamcha's knees, hiking him
up.
"Guide my cock inside ya." He whispered.

Yamcha grabbed Raditz's dick with a shaky hand and pressed it against his opening. He nodded to
signal the Saiyan and Raditz slowly pushed inside.

The previous preparation allowed Raditz to slip inside easily, and soon Yamcha was whimpering
and gasping as he was filled with Saiyan cock.

"Gods!" He whispered. It would be his greatest challenge yet to keep quiet while this monstrous
dick fucked him.

He soon tested his resolve when Raditz pulled out and slammed back in.

"FUCK!"

"Shhhh!" Raditz covered Yamcha's mouth.

Raditz thrusted his hips again, and could hear Yamcha's muffled cries.

"You really love cock, don't ya?"

Yamcha desperately shook his head.

"What do ya gain in denying it? It's such a pain to lie to yerself." Raditz pistoned his hips again, his
hand muffled Yamcha's scream.

The former bandit squeezed his eyes shut.

Raditz pressed his lips against the shell of Yamcha's ear. "Just accept yerself." He then started to
thrust inside Yamcha in rapid succession, the human's screams now constantly flowed, only
stopped by Raditz's hand.

Yamcha grabbed a hold of Raditz's shoulders as the Saiyan pounded inside him. The items on the
shelf shook, some toppling over. Raditz let go of Yamcha's mouth and held him up with both hands
to better lift him and make him fall back on his shaft.
"Gods~" Yamcha whispered harshly. He tossed his head back at one particular thrust and the
sudden shake of the shelf made a jar of red sauce topple over and spill on Yamcha.

Raditz chuckled and leaned in to lick at the sauce. It was sweet and reminded him of a fruit
Kakarot mentioned at the buffet. A fruit used in some of the desserts there. Stowberries?
Something like that.

Raditz kept thrusting and licking Yamcha, as the bandit relished the attention. He tensed, however,
when Yamcha leaned up to kiss him.

"Whoa, I don't think so." Raditz raised his eyebrow. "Saiyans don't kiss unless it's someone very
close to them."

"You will stick your tongue up my ass but you won't kiss me?" Yamcha questioned that logic.

Raditz shrugged, "just enjoy my dick for now, okay?" He smirked at the human.

"Oh, I am." Yamcha licked his lips at the sensations coursing through his body. "I'm just concerned
that someone will come in any moment now."

"Then let's wrap this up, shall we?" Raditz flashed his fangs at Yamcha and the former bandit
gulped.

Grasping Yamcha's hips as hard as he dared, Raditz started bouncing Yamcha on his cock as if the
human's life depended on it.

Yamcha let out a high pitched yelp and covered his mouth with one hand, while the other held onto
the shelf.

Items kept shaking on the shelf and tipping over, luckily they didn't fall off onto the ground, that
would've definitely alerted the employees just outside.

Raditz felt himself getting closer and started gathering ki on his member, a trick he learned and
perfected back on Vegetasei. It increased the sensation in the receiver and the results were always
positive, as Raditz could now hear Yamcha screaming against his hand as his dick started pulsing,
covering his chest in white stripes.

When Yamcha came down from his soaring high, Raditz pulled out. He gently dropped Yamcha to
the floor, the human fell to his knees.

In his mind, Raditz figured it wouldn't do to come inside Yamcha and then go back to the
restaurant. The human would surely start leaking him out and make an embarrassing mess of
himself. So instead, Raditz grabbed Yamcha's face and started jacking himself off above it.

Yamcha barely registered the strips of semen falling on his face and open mouth. He was just too
blissed out to care. Not to mention, Raditz's semen tasted… Sweet? It wasn't at all unpleasant, in
fact, Yamcha greedily opened his mouth for more of Raditz's seemingly never ending strings of
cum.

Raditz grunted as he neared the end of his climax. A few more drops trickled down and the deed
was done. He lifted Yamcha up and started cleaning him off of his cum and the sweet sauce that
fell on him earlier. The Saiyan made a face. Human semen did NOT taste like Saiyan's. It was a
rather bitter flavor and the texture was all wrong. He cleaned Yamcha diligently, however. The
human giggled when he licked his neck and then his face.

"Are you done licking me like a cat?" Yamcha chuckled.

"What's a cat? This is how Saiyans clean themselves."

"Oh?" Yamcha tried not to gag at the thought. Aliens. They're aliens.

After Raditz was finished, the human started collecting his clothes and putting them on. Once he
was dressed, Raditz opened the door a bit to smell if anyone was around.

"We're clear. Let's go." He informed Yamcha.

The two scurried out of the closet and out the doors to the restaurant. They reached the table and,
of course, the others were going to ask them questions.

"Boy, where the HELL have you-" Bardock sniffed the air as the Saiyan and human sat down. "Ya
had SEX WITH HIM?" He yelled at Raditz.

Some of the people sitting at the table gasped and stared at Yamcha.
Goku had also realized immediately what they had been doing but chose to be discreet. Saiyans, it
seemed, had no such worries. "BABA!"

"WELL, HE DID!" Bardock told off his youngest cub.

"Is that true?" Tien asked Yamcha.

Bulma simply sipped her Chardonnay, she'd known the second the couple showed up. She knew
Yamcha's 'just-had-something-up-the-ass' walk from personal experience.

"Ya dun need t' yell about it, baba!" Goku tried to explain.

"Oh, come on! Ya can tell just from the way he can't sit straight that he's had my cub's latcher cock
up his-"

"BABA! Enough! We get the picture!" Goku rubbed his face.

"And here I thought you had problems with gay people." Oolong looked accusingly at Yamcha.

Turles was fascinated by this turn of events. "By all means, Yamcha, tell us when you had a change
of heart? Oooh, don't tell, was it me who caused it?"

Yamcha glared at Turles.

Tien raised his eyebrows. This was all very good news, but bad news as well. So Yamcha was now
open to having sex with men? Or manly aliens in this case, but then why did he reject him? Was it
simply because Tien wasn't his type?

"If you must know I'm still iffy about gay people, no offence to anyone." Yamcha replied.

Silence.
"But… You're gay, right? Or bi? One of them?" Gohan asked confused.

"No!" Yamcha shouted at the demi Saiyan.

Silence again.

"Ok, now I'm really confused," said Videl.

"Me too." said Oolong.

Yamcha looked at his friends. "Oh, my god. It's so simple, guys! Saiyans aren't 'men'. They aren't
even humans!"

Everyone looked at him in a way that could aptly be described as 'are you fucking kidding?'

"So you're pansexual then." Eighteen basically told Yamcha.

"No! Were you not listening?! I'm straight." Yamcha said exasperated.

"As a circle." Was muttered from somewhere.

"I was, it just doesn't match with what you did!" Eighteen said harshly.

Bulma had had enough. "Yamcha, go to your room."

Her ex boyfriend snickered. "What are we, five-?"

"NOW!"
Knowing better than to provoke Bulma any further (she could be scarier than Vegeta sometimes),
Yamcha downed his wine and left the table.

After a few seconds he was out of sight.

Bulma sat down, inhaling deeply, a frown marring her forehead.

The table was silent.

"Guys." Bulma steepled her fingers together. "We NEED to stage an intervention."
 Pool Party Night

This whole 'Yamcha' situation got to Vegeta more than he'd like to admit. On one hand, Yamcha
didn’t deserve to have a taste of his mate’s amazing capabilities 'in bed', but on the other, this
further proved that Yamcha was in denial. It wasn't like Vegeta cared about whether or not the
stupid human stayed in denial, he just wanted to gloat at him. Still, he'd been pissed over slurs
before, and never gotten this worked up. Hopefully, the intervention-thing would help calm
himself. The human needed a good earful and to admit already that he liked dick. Vegeta couldn’t
wait for that time to come. It would be an adequate payback for the things Yamcha said, even
though he was made to apologize.

A few lobster plates later, and the Saiyans had become experts at getting the meat out without
making a mess. Unfortunately, there came a time when the kitchen simply ran out of lobster, so the
Saiyans asked for something else to fill their gaping void.

The Earthlings made small talk while the alien warriors stuffed themselves full. When everyone
was done eating, Bulma clinked her glass with a knife.

"Ok, everyone! I'm glad we could all enjoy this wonderful meal together, even though the
beginning was kinda bumpy. Now we're going to have a special bonding celebration, of sorts. I've
reserved the entire indoor pool deck again for us so we can have an adult nudist pool party! So you
boys don't need to wear those swim outfits anymore!"

The Saiyans cheered, since some of the outfits had gnawed a little. A few of the Earthlings
groaned.

"The same goes for any other aliens or human of course. Attendance is not mandatory, BUT if you
do show up, nudity is mandatory, so keep that in mind. Also, someone will need to tell Yamcha."

Tien volunteered by raising his hand.

Bulma nodded. "I think this is a good opportunity to bond as a group of friends, just like Saiyans
have done for centuries, and it's worked wonders for them socially. Also, perverts are not allowed,
so Oolong and Roshi, you are out."

There was some objection from both of them.

"If you two want to join, you have to be one hundred percent naked, porky, you up for that? After
seeing what the Saiyans are packing?" She simply looked at Oolong.

Oolong sat down, grumbling. At least there was porn on the TV in his room.

"And you're banned too, you old lecher, this is one of the few chances us women get to relax
without perverts drooling over us, let us have this!" She told Roshi in a no nonsense voice.

Master Roshi was sure he could find ways to catch a glimpse of the naked women there.

"And don't think about sneaking in, I'll have someone keeping track of your ki." She continued, as
if she'd read his mind.

'Dammit!' Roshi thought.

She neglected to mention that no one wanted to see a three hundred plus year old dick.

"Anyway, the party starts in about two hours, so go get rinsed off, and we'll see you there, AND
you guys," here, she looked at all the Saiyans, "this does NOT mean you walk naked there! Put on
a robe and then get naked once you arrive at the pool, understood?"

Turles and Bardock pouted but nodded.

"Okay, see you all later." She finished off.

That being said, the group dispersed and they all went to their respective rooms to get cleaned up
from all the lobster mess and whatnot.

Gohan and Videl were about to exit the restaurant when Raditz caught them. "Gohan? I'm hoping
that ya'll show up, I know everything has been happening fast, but I think it'd help ya see what we
look like, so ya have an idea, and can see that it's normal. I understand if ya don't, but I thought I'd
mention it. Saiyans don't care about nudity so we won't gawk, okay?"

Gohan was about to refuse the invitation when Videl interrupted him.
"We'll think about it, right honey?"

Put on the spot like that, Gohan couldn't really say 'no' flat out, so he just nodded.

The couple left to their room.

"You think it's a good idea to be in the middle of a bunch of naked Saiyans?" Gohan asked
nervously. If he were honest with himself, the idea thrilled his dark side, but Gohan knew how to
ignore it. He'd been doing it ever since he reached puberty and his body started to feel different.

"Well… Yes! I know you don't like it, but seeing that you have a… Vagina now, I think it's good
for you to know that you're not alone in that. And I can handle the nudity, I mean, Bulma,
Eighteen, and Cheelai sunned topless today and the only interest from the Saiyans was Turles
asking about how human breasts worked compared to Saiyans. They didn't even glance our way.
The biggest issue with nudity for women is always the 'unwanted attention', you know? So with
Roshi and Oolong out of the way… Sure."

"Videl, I don't want you to force yourself-" Gohan tried.

"Pish posh, from what I gather Saiyans don't care unless I had a dick. Also, I've pretty much seen
all of them naked already, both the other night and those small swimsuits later.

"Anyways, you're the one who has it hardest with their body right now, so do you feel ready for
this?"

Gohan's rational mind was screaming 'NO' at him. It would be too risky, he would definitely get
wandering thoughts seeing all those naked hard built warriors. Not to mention their scents would be
much stronger. His dark side reared its ugly head and whispered that Gohan might even get to
'bond' with his fellow Saiyans in more ways than one. Gohan shivered.

"You're making that face again." Videl said as they climbed up the last flight of stairs to their
room.

"Face?" Gohan asked, confused.

"The one you do when you're trying to hide something. 'Trying' being the key word." She said
patiently.

"Eheheheh!" Gohan scratched the back of his head. "I don't know what your talking about."

She gave him a flat look, "don't quit your day job, honey. Now tell me what's really bugging you?"

Gohan gulped. He wasn't sure if he was ready to tell his wife about all his secrets.

"Now, knowing you, it's not your nudity. Because let's face it, those Saiyaman outfits didn't hide
that much and I've never seen you be skittish about using the locker rooms when in high school,
and I know it's not small. Also I told you I'm fine with it, and the other 'males' won't bug me,
sooo… It's the others' nudity you're worried about, right? Tell me if I'm wrong. And you managed
to be around them at the pool when they were almost naked but you weren't, so I'm thinking you're
afraid you're gonna have a reaction you can't hide without clothes on?"

Curse Videl and her sharp beautiful mind. Gohan looked down, embarrassed, and gave a small
nod. There was no point in hiding it from her anymore, not after she had spelled it out so nicely for
him.

"Ohh, honey, even after I told you about my tastes? Look, I love you and I'll help you as much as I
can, just be honest with me in this, okay? I won't get angry for you popping a boner. Heck, if the
Saiyans had all been female, I might've been the one in trouble.

"I know that I'm the most important person in your life besides our daughter, so if you feel like you
need to connect with others, don't let me stop you. I won't be the 'jealous little wife that goes after
her husband with a rolling pin because she found out he cheated on her'. That's not me. All I'm
asking is that you be honest with me, I can't help you otherwise and I don't want our marriage to
turn into what your dad and mum had, where they were on opposite sides with no middle ground.
Not to mention, if you get to widen your 'menu' then so do I." She winked.

Videl fished out their key card and opened the door to their room. They stepped inside and
switched on the lights. Videl turned on the shower in the elegant bathroom and started undressing.

Suddenly, she felt two strong arms around her, Gohan hugging her from behind.

"Thank you, I'm sorry you have to be so strong, but I love you, only you, no matter what my blood
comes with, I love you and Pan so, soo much." He said, throat thick with emotions and a sense of
relief.
Videl smiled and patted his arm. "Hey, I'm your partner, not your enemy. We're here to support
each other. And I'm not going to let a small thing such as having an open relationship ruin ours.
Also, I knew I was in for an interesting ride when I married into the madness that you guys lived
and still live in. I mean, you guys dealt with demons, aliens, wizards, and a wish dragon for god's
sake, and that was just back then. Now we have gods and angels and what not." Videl chuckled.

Gohan huffed out a small laugh, "I guess, when you put it like that, popping boners because you
find your species attractive isn't that big of a deal."

Videl turned around in his arms, "I knew it! You ARE attracted to them."

Gohan looked surprised at her, "I thought you'd just figured that out on the stairs! All the
deductions and that?" Gohan let go of Videl and started getting undressed as well.

"Well, I didn't know for sure, those were just deductions, it's another thing for you to say it out
loud. So… Anyone in particular? I mean they're all hot, but unless you use some warm up you
might not be able to handle them. Did you bring a toy?"

Gohan blushed a deep red, "how, how did you-?!" He stuttered, trying to deviate the conversation
to another subject and not the 'Saiyan who caught his attention' one.

"Next time don't drop one under the bed, honey. I mean, I was very sure it wasn't one of mine! Way
too big!"

"You have-"

"And we do not use that much cooking oil in this household," she continued. "And yes, I have my
own. Did you think you were the only one allowed? You're gone most of the day, dear. Cut me
some slack here."

Gohan just gaped at her before he kissed her stupid.

If they were a bit late for the party, no one mentioned it.
 Off to a Good Start

Surprisingly, the Saiyans and Bulma weren't the first to arrive. Eighteen and Tien were in their
bathrobes waiting at the entrance.

"Hey! You made it." Bulma said cheerfully. "I'm surprised to see you here, Tien."

"In my village, it was common practice to bathe in the river naked. This is not much different." He
shrugged.

"Well, I'm glad you decided to join." Bulma stated.

She used her master key to open the door. Once she turned on the lights, Eighteen and Goku
gasped. The whole place had been practically remodeled, what with all the ornaments and food
tables and wine racks…

"Well, what do you think?" Bulma asked.

"It's a bit over the top." Tien confessed.

"Yeah, I spared no expense for this voyage."

"If you'll excuse me," Turles walked to the front of the group, "let's get this party started!" With a
flair, he took his robe off and jumped into one of the pools. He noticed that the temperature was
warmer than before. Probably the pools were warmed specifically for this get together.

"Woohooooo! Go Turles!" Came Bulma and Eighteen's voices.

All the other Saiyans followed suit, though with less flourish and soon everyone but Broly and
Goku were in the water.

Bulma went next to the tiki bar where the voice activated stereo was and turned on the music. The
surround sound came to life with blaring upbeat music everyone could enjoy.
Broly flinched when the music started, but Goku grabbed his hand and rubbed it comfortingly.

The Saiyans were finally enjoying being able to move in the water without those restrictive pieces
of fabric. Water fun of this scale was only possible during the peak of the Rain Season, and there
had been a shortage of space in the bodies of water.

Tien slid off his robe while everyone was busy and quickly jumped into the water. He was not
going to stand around nude in front of everyone, not with 'Saiyan sizes' around.

He swam around a bit, before he passed by the Saiyan group who were having fun splashing
around, apart from, to no one's surprise, Vegeta who just swam leisurely in a dignified manner.

As luck would have it, Turles dove under the water when Tien passed. He'd hoped to swim down
and grab Raditz's ass on the way up, but he got… Distracted.

With a gasp he broke the water surface and looked at the three eyed half human, "why, Tien, you're
huge for a human!"

Tien blushed and tried to back away in the water.

"No, seriously! Let me take a closer look~" Turles swam towards him. This ended in a swim race
around the pool to the amusement of everyone.

"I. JUST. WANT. TO. SEE. YOUR. DICK!" The pirate exclaimed every time his head was above
the water during a swim stroke.

"GO AWAY!" Tien screamed back swimming as fast as he could.

The women and the rest of the pack were cracking up. Even Broly cracked a smile, seeing all the
others have fun, though he didn't get why Tien refused to show Turles his dick.

Just then, Cheelai arrived.

She walked in then stopped, eyes fixed on the very strange sight in front of her.

"Umm, what…?"
Bulma tried to stop laughing long enough to explain but was interrupted.

"LET. ME. SEE. YOUR. DICK!!" Came Turles' voice.

Followed by;

"NOOOO, LEAVE ME ALONE!" From Tien.

Cheelai blinked. "Strangely enough, that explains it all, really." She tilted her head, as if pondering
how she'd gotten to this stage in life.

"So," Cheelai began as she took her robe and sandals off. "What are we having to drink?"

"Good point!" Bulma sauntered over to the bar proper and started reading some labels off a few
bottles.

"So no service tonight?" Eighteen casually asked as she took a seat at the bar with Cheelai.

"More 'help yourself'." Bulma replied. "I wanted this to be a super private party, you know? Where
everyone is comfortable with each other and can get to know each other without fear of being
judged. I'm surprised Krillin didn't come with you?"

"Nah," Eighteen waved her hand, "he gave me his blessing though. As long as I don't get knocked
up. Not that I was planning to, anyways."

"And Lemo flat out went to bed. No surprise there." Cheelai giggled as Bulma poured her a drink.
She took a sip of it and hummed in delight. "What is this?!"

"It's Creme de Mint. Very good. Goes down smoothly. How about you, Eighteen?" Bulma asked
the android.

"You have any Tequila there? Salt, lemon?"

"I sure do!" Bulma opened the small refrigerator and fished out some lemons and got to work.

Eighteen looked at the pool again, "how many rounds have they gone now?" She asked.

"I have no idea, lost count." Bulma answered with her back turned, prepping drinks.

While the girls were comfortably at the bar, Vegeta had had enough of the race and the noise. He
took to the air, and like an angry falcon, dove down and snatched Tien out of the water.

Now dangling above the water, the three eyed man was helpless to stop Turles from looking his
fill.

Turles whistled, "damn human, I must say, you can rival a locker easily with that… Wanna have
some fun?" He asked Tien.

"NO! Let me down! I don't-" Here, Vegeta just dropped him into the water and floated back over to
the rest of the pack.

Sputtering, Tien's head erupted from the water.

Turles let the human catch his breath before trying again, "you sure? Once you go Saiyan, you
don't go downplayin'."

Tien glared at him. "Still no."

"Your loss." Turles shrugged before swimming back to the pack.

Tien sulked for a bit, but eventually calmed down since no one mocked him over it.

"Who's up for a game of bouncyball?" Toma, in all the commotion, had acquired a volleyball and
was now spinning it on his finger.

"Volleyball." Vegeta corrected.

"Human or Saiyan rules?" Bardock asked.

"Human, since it is mixed teams." Vegeta replied.

Turles, Toma, Bardock, Vegeta, Raditz and Tien divided into two groups and started playing
another game of volleyball. Goku and Broly had gone to the hot tub again, and were relaxing while
watching the others as Goku chatted up a storm, telling Broly about his many adventures as a kid.

After a while, Bulma came to them with two bottles of absinthe for them and a bottle of wine for
herself. "No point in serving glasses for you two, am I right?" She winked at them.

Goku groaned, this was by far the longest alcohol binge he'd had in his life, but accepted the bottle.
Broly thanked Bulma and placed the bottles on the edge of the hot tub.

"Do I have to drink this?" Broly asked his mate.

"No! Of course not. We can find ya one of those fruity drinks instead if ya want." Goku explained.
"This is just the only stuff strong enough t' get ya drunk… I think." Goku looked at Broly's huge
form. He might've stared at Broly for a bit longer than was necessary. But who cared, he was on
holiday and this was his mate, after all.

Bulma interrupted his 'appreciation', "if you guys want to fuck, go ahead. Just thought I'd let you
know." She smirked while pouring herself a glass of wine.

Goku blushed and he sank into the water, "Buuulmaaa."

"Come now, no need to be shy. Everyone knows you fuck. Have you managed to get any since the
sun deck?"

"Yes." Broly answered matter of factly.

"OOHHH, do tell." Bulma said, like a dog who'd caught an interesting scent.
"No, no-" Goku tried.

"We had sex on one of the… Decks? Last night."

"SON! I didn't know you had it in you! Well not THAT way at least." The scientist winked. "Look
at you, growing up so fast these days."

Goku just slid under the water, trying to avoid looking at her smile. It was made of evil. He knew
that with one hundred percent certainty.

"Now Broly, give me some details will you?" Bulma asked.

Goku's head shot up out of the water again.

"NO, I was drunk and that was it." Goku tried to get the train that was 'curious Bulma Briefs'
stopped.

"So you didn't like it?" She asked in a coy tone, taking a sip of her wine.

Broly turned towards Goku and looked at him intently.

Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Goku decided to spare Broly's feelings.

"No, I liked it… A lot." He said, defeated.

Broly smiled and that made Goku feel a bit better.

"Awww, you two! You're going to give me cavities some day." She cooed. "Now, details!" Bulma
carried on, unstoppable in her quest for 'dirt'.

Goku just rolled his eyes and started telling.

"Starting the party without me?" Came the voice of Yamcha.

"Oh, hey, Yamcha! Goku was just telling me how he got fucked by Broly on the deck last night.
And how much he loooooved it~" She said evilly.

The former bandit visibly shivered, "please. Not while I'm sober."

Goku looked at Yamcha with a deadpan look.

"Yamcha, my friend," Goku held up four fingers counting down as he carried on. "Ya've fucked
my dad, my mother, my uncle of sorts, AND my brother. At this point ya might as well jump on
Broly's staff here. Ya know, get a full bingo platter?"

Bulma's wine went out her nose and she coughed trying to clear her airways while laughing at the
same time.

"Ohhh, so you know that-" Yamcha was interrupted by Goku.

"That you really like Saiyans? Yes." He made no mention of Yamcha's attraction to himself, this
was neither the time nor the place.

Yamcha remained silent for a few seconds before heading to the bar without another word.
 A Learning Experience
Chapter Notes

Warning!

Incestuous desires.

A brief female x female scene at the very end.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

A knock sounded from the door, and everyone turned to look at the entrance.

Gohan's head poked inside, "hi. Sorry we're late."

He looked at the naked people and braced himself.

Him and Videl entered, feeling a bit self conscious, not sure where to look with all the exposed
parts.

"HIII! Gohan, Videl, come on in, close the door behind you, will you." Bulma yelled from the hot
tub.

Making sure the door was closed, both shuffled over to a pair of chairs and started disrobing.

Looking over their shoulders, they were relieved to see that no one was watching them with
interest, like they'd feared, being late and not entering with the others.

Videl looked at Gohan, asking 'ready?' with her eyes.

He nodded and both disrobed at the same time.

They headed towards the pool and jumped in, eager to cover themselves up a bit.

Raditz swam over, "glad ya made it, brat, was afraid ya'd be a no-show with ya guys being late."
The large Saiyan winked at them, making his niece and nephew blush.

"Anyway, do ya guys wanna play volleyball with us? If ya each join a team it evens out." Raditz
asked.
"I'm no match for you guys, I'm afraid." said Videl.

"Don't worry, we're playing with human rules, since it's mixed teams. Might help ya get yer mind
off feeling embarrassed over all this." He suggested.

"Well, I'm game if you are, dear." Videl said.

"Sure, why not." Gohan agreed a bit nervously.

Raditz smiled at them, "great!" He turned his head, "guys, we have two new players, budge over."

Videl and Gohan swam over and took their places.

They were rubbish at first, unwilling to expose themselves too much but as the competition grew
fiercer and still no one was making lewd comments or ogling them, they started to relax and focus
on the game.

The game ended with Vegeta and Videl's team winning. Vegeta was many things… It seemed a
bad winner was among those things.

Used to his antics, most just rolled their eyes, carefully turning away from Vegeta while doing so,
and let him gloat.

"A round of sugar for everyone!" Eighteen came up to them. "Tien, what's your poison?" She asked
as she crouched down.

Having lost, Tien sighed and asked for Rum.

Gohan and Videl sat on the chairs around the bar, trying to act nonchalant. They managed to force
themselves not to cover their bodies, but they still felt the need to do so. Old habits were hard to
break.

Bardock looked over at Gohan, Kakarot really had inherited the gift of making handsome brats.
Shame he was still flapping around in the 'human-sector'. Oh, well. Perhaps one day, he thought
and downed a glass of absinthe.
Goku and Broly came over to get some refills and to say hi. Happy to see Gohan here, Goku
hugged him as a greeting.

Gohan mentally blue screened, thrown back to the night before and the 'show' he'd seen.

A 'don't think about it, don't think about' mantra rung in his head. Videl might be okay with him
getting hard from one of the Saiyans, but his own dad was probably a bit more than she'd been
expecting.

"H-hi, dad." Gohan stuttered, trying not to remember how his dad had sounded like getting rammed
by Broly… Who stood naked… Right beside him. And 'ohh, fuck!' he'd not been wrong about the
size he'd seen last night.

Gohan forced himself to tear his eyes away from Broly's endowment and focus on their faces only.
Gods, the scents coming from all of them. Even through the chlorine in the pool, Gohan could
distinguish each of their individual scents. Bardock's was especially alluring for some reason. So
was his dad's, now that he could smell it so close.

Raditz's scent was also good. Was it because they were family?

Videl had no such reservations and was obviously looking at Broly's length, eyes wide and
flickering between Goku and Broly in part admiration and part incredulity.

Raditz looked over at Gohan, he had a pretty good idea about what was making the brat look
frazzled. He'd have to talk to Vegeta later on, since Vegeta was also in the know about the brat's
not-so-human-side. He just hoped Vegeta had gotten over the Yamcha thing before that. It was
hard to spot unless you'd known him for a long time, but there was a tension in his body, and had
been there since last night. Raditz wished Vegeta would either talk to Kakarot or someone else
before he exploded with it. He knew that the longer Vegeta had to stew over something, the bigger
the outlet when it finally came up to the surface.

Once everyone had their drinks, they split up into smaller groups to chat and enjoy the beverages.

Bardock finished the rest of his absinthe and placed it on the bar counter. "Ya know, these drinks
are all nice and good, but do ya know what I really want in my mouth?"

"Oh, no…" Toma groaned dramatically.

Goku face palmed, but knew it was a lost cause.

Bardock pushed Toma against the bar and went down on his knees and did what he did best.

The tanned Saiyan moaned and buried his hands in Bardock's messy hair.

Gohan gasped and looked away, red faced while Videl blushed but kept watching.

Raditz decided to help the brat out, in a 'kind' way.

"Will ya stop that?!" He demanded. "Ya wanted to know more about yer dad's side of the family.
This is it. If ya'd gone to Vegetasei ya'd have seen the same thing everywhere."

"He's right, cub. Don't be ashamed. Enjoy it." Toma bent over and grabbed Gohan by his upper
arm, pulling him next to himself. He draped an arm around his third circle cub, "just look at him
work. 'Dock is exceptional at this."

Twenty five percent of Gohan's blood was now concentrated in his cheeks, but he kept watching,
both fascinated and embarrassed. The other seventy five percent of his blood was threatening to go
down south.

Goku decided to stand back and let the others work their magic. He knew himself well enough to
know that he'd be too inclined to step in, trying to ease Gohan's troubles, thus, not giving him the
push he needed.

Turles, being the opportunistic bastard that he was, leaned close to Videl and whispered, "is your
mate fair game? It's hard to tell with you humans."

Videl mumbled an 'Uh-huh?, just don't get too wild, okay?' whilst focused entirely on Bardock.

She'd gotten a brief glimpse of the elder Saiyan's skills the other night, but seeing him swallowing
that whole length again with no problem was very hot.

"Ha! Wild is my middle name, but I'll take it easy on the kid." Turles then walked up to Gohan.

"It looks like you need help with that…" The pirate got on his knees and placed his hands on either
of Gohan's muscular thighs. He gave a tentative lick to the swollen head of Gohan's cock.
Gohan, not really registering what Turles was doing, gasped at the sensation of a tongue on him
and his hands flew towards Turles' head, halting his actions.

They locked eyes. Turles stopped all movement.

Gohan looked up towards Videl, and saw her waving him on. The demi Saiyan looked back at
Turles and sighed, releasing his head and letting him continue.

The dark skinned Saiyan needed no more prompting. He took Gohan's member in his mouth and
started sucking on him, bobbing his head up and down while licking the underside of his shaft.

"Oh, what are they doing?!" Yamcha cried when he noticed the four Saiyans.

Bulma answered, irritated, from behind the bar. "What does it look like, Yamcha? They're doing
what Saiyans do best… Aside from eating and fighting. Bardock blew you too from what I recall.
Did you get amnesia or something?"

Here, she leaned over the bar counter and looked down on Bardock and Turles.

"Now this is a party! Toma you want something to drink meanwhile?" She asked.

"Some absinthe, please." Toma passed Bulma his glass so she could refill it, while getting blown
by his mate.

"Coming right up! Gohan anything for you?" She asked.

Gohan moaned and shook his head.

"'Kay then." She turned around and prepared a refill of absinthe, before placing it down on the
counter.

Toma picked the glass up with his tail and started sipping it.

"Damn! It's ALMOST like being home on Vegetasei, just with weaker alcohol and a lower
temperature." He said, smiling and looked down on 'Dock.

"How about you, sweetie?" Bulma asked Videl. "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

Videl snapped herself out of her trance, "oh! Sorry I-"

 "Whoa, let me stop you right there. There's no need to apologize. This is a bonding sex party so
you are most welcome to feel aroused watching your husband get sucked off." Bulma told Videl.

The young woman blushed and nodded her agreement.

Suddenly, Videl felt two hands reach from behind and grab her breasts, prompting a small squeak.
Videl's head spun around and found Eighteen standing behind her. "You need some help? Hardly
fair Gohan gets to have some 'time with the boys-ish' and you have to sit on the sidelines".

Videl looked at Eighteen's eternally young and still fit and slim body, and figured that it really
didn't sound very fair when put like that. She let herself get dragged over to a larger pool chair and
pushed down on it. Last thing she saw was Eighteen's lovely blue eyes before she crouched down
and 'OHH, GOD!'

Videl moaned as she felt the android's tongue on her vulva, licking and rubbing and pushing her
lips apart and sucking on them.

A dick was all nice and good, very good in some cases, but in her experience, females were
generally more 'detail oriented' and it showed here.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scenes: Teaching Gohan [4 parts]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/50654129
 Another Morning
Chapter Notes

WARNING!

There is implied incest in this chapter and a reference to a Missing Scene chapter.

'BANG!'

"MORNING~!" Came a far, far too happy voice as far as the pack and Gohan were concerned.

Bleary eyed and recovering from the mini heart attacks that woke them, they just tried to glare at
the owner of said happy voice.

Bulma made her cheery way to the curtain control.

"Bulma? No, wait- DON'T!" Goku winced and recoiled as Bulma opened the curtains and light
attacked his eyes.

"HIIIISSSSSSSSSSS!" Came the collective sound from the pack.

Saiyans dove under the covers to protect their eyes, while cursing her existence. The blue haired
intruder just fed on the agony she'd produced.

Goku swore that was how she kept herself young.

"Up and at 'em, you lot. It's time for breakfast!"

"Bulmaaaaa~ We didn't have a long restful, peaceful night like ya had." Goku bemoaned.

"Oohhhhhh, do tell, was the pack nice to you, Gohan?" She asked in a smug sing-song voice.

Gohan wriggled out of the covers, only his face appeared, and glared at the brown nosed woman.
From further down came Vegeta's resigned voice, "might as well tell her, brat, she will not stop
hounding you until you do."

Gohan groaned. "I'd like to keep this within the pack, Bulma."

"Oh, honey, I am pack." Bulma said with a wide wide smile. "I'm the one sustaining all these
reprobates. That makes me their provider and that is a high placement within a Saiyan pack. Right,
guys?"

Gohan looked around, and his heart fell when he heard the agreeing mutters confirming his fear.

Vegeta just groaned and buried himself deeper into the covers.

"Ohhh… Well, I didn't know that." Gohan tried to buy time.

"It's okay, most figure that the pack is a sausage-party kind of thing." She said cheerfully. "I might
not be having sex with all of them, but my position in the pack is right above Vegeta's."

The Prince growled at her, but it was much too early to pick a fight with his fiery wife.

"Now, tell me-" she tried again.

"Woman, we are hungover, hungry, and tired. Curb your vulgarity for at least a while longer!"
Vegeta said in a tired manner, having dug himself out of the blankets.

"Hmmm, you do look like death warmed over, how long did you guys 'bond' with Gohan here?"

"Not as much as you think, we started late, now that is all you shall get until we get some food and
some pills." Vegeta said, too tired for this shit.

Bulma pouted, "fiiine, I'll get you the pills but I want details, you hear?!" She marched out of the
room and slammed the door, making everyone cringe again.
"Damn your mate, Vegeta." Bardock said in a flat tone.

"She mated two Saiyans despite my small finger being stronger than her, what did you expect?" He
simply said before crawling under the covers again, signaling that the conversation was over, for
now.

"I never knew she was THIS…" Gohan tried to find a word.

"Perverted?" "Evil?" "Controlling?" Came a few 'friendly' suggestions from the pack.

"Well, yeah, but also… Saiyan." Gohan finished.

Silence.

The giggles started.

"Fuck me, yer right, brat."

"No wonder you mated her, Vegeta."

Those were the pack's thoughts on this new piece of the puzzle that was Bulma.

The lump in the nest that was Vegeta just groaned.

"Alright, I got your pills, you troublemakers." Bulma's irritatingly happy voice pierced the Saiyans
and demi Saiyan's ears when she came back.

Raditz, Bardock, and Turles got out of the nest and basically fought over the pill bottle.

Broly simply got out of bed and lifted Raditz, Bardock, and Turles up with no problem, allowing
Goku to get the bottle first.

"Ohh, Imma blow ya for this later~" Goku told his mate and swallowed the pills with a sigh of
relief.

Broly let go of the struggling, cussing Saiyans and let them have at it.

Several pills swallowed, and just as many fallen on the floor later, the whole pack had finally
gotten some relief from the pain, and started getting ready for breakfast.

"Dad, can I borrow the shower?" Gohan asked.

"Ohh, sure, help yerself, there's towels and soap in there." Goku replied.

Gohan headed towards the bathroom and closed the door.

"Why did he close the door?" Bardock asked.

"Human sense of modesty, old habits die hard, ya know." Goku said.

"Hmmm, ya don't say." Bardock sniffed himself. "Think I might need a shower too."

"Well, I need to take a piss and I'm not waiting on any sense of modesty from this backwards
planet." Raditz walked right into the bathroom.

A screech was heard coming from the shower.

"Yezz, brat, calm down, my head's still not fully recovered, why are ya covering yourself?" Came
Raditz's exacerbated voice as he made his way to the toilet.

Gohan had the shower curtain basically wrapped around himself, watching in horror as Raditz used
the toilet without any sense of decorum.

Another screech sounded when Bardock entered the room.

"Fuck's sake, brat, stop that! Ya seen all of us and vice versa, stop yer yelling! Now scooch over, I
need to clean myself." Said Bardock grumpily.

Bardock looked at Gohan's shower-curtain-wrapped form, "is that how humans shower?
Whatever."

Bardock stepped into the shower under the stream of water and started cleaning himself.

"DAAAAAAD!" Gohan shouted.

"Gohan, yer an adult now, and ya've seen us all last night and done more than shower with me,
now calm down." His dad said in a serene voice.

"Ya always this high strung in the mornings, brat?" Bardock asked as he grabbed the shampoo
bottle.

"But- But I just-" Gohan tried, still clutching the shower curtain.

Bardock opened the container and gave it a sniff, "YEEEEGH! How can ya humans use such a
heavily scented cleanser?!"

Nervously, Gohan replied, "humans' sense of smell is far weaker, so scents need to be stronger to
have any effect."

"But why have a scent at all?" Bardock responded, glaring at the bottle.

"Well, most humans don't like the smell of sweat, it's considered a mark of sloppiness and laziness
and inconsideration to smell badly to the people around you."

"Move aside, you old grump." Vegeta entered the shower and took away the bottle from Bardock's
hands.

"Oh, NOT YOU TOO?!" Gohan yelled.

"Brat, I will shove my dick in your mouth if you do not stop all this shouting!" Vegeta shouted.

"How about another way, maybe he'll calm down a bit." Bardock suggested, looking at Gohan's
form.

"These are the oils for us." Vegeta pointed to the other bottles on the shelf. "Bulma created bathing
oils similar to the ones we had on Vegetasei. Well, in the palace at least."

"Wait, hang on-" Was all Gohan said before Bardock ripped the shower curtain away from him and
hunched down.

Vegeta meanwhile dug around in all the Saiyan oils besides them, not caring about the noises or
the loud moan signaling Gohan's release.

"Bardock." Vegeta grabbed the Saiyan by the hair and lifted him up. "Try this one. It has a very
subtle smell." The Prince unstoppered the bottle and held it under Bardock's nose.

"Oh, I like this one." Bardock took the bottle and looked at the other vials holding different colored
liquids. "Heh. Reminds me of the oils your source had in his cleaning chamber."

Both ignored Gohan leaning against the shower wall, clutching another shelf for bathing products,
trying to steady his breathing.

Vegeta tensed at the mention of his father, but quickly busied himself with another thought. "These
are for hair and tail, and these are for body, understood?" He finished explaining.

"Got it." Bardock grabbed one of each and resumed washing himself.

"Brat, if yer just gonna stand there, get out so I can have more room to move, will ya?" Said
Bardock while oiling up his hair.

"Ge- Get out?" Gohan shook his head to clear it. "I'M THE ONE WHO CAME IN HERE
FIRST?!"

"What's all the yelling for?" Toma asked the group as he entered the bathroom.

"AAAAARG!" Gohan shouted and threw his hands in the air. "Well, why the Hell don't you ALL
just come in here!"

"You called?" Turles asked and he slinked into the bathroom after Toma.

Gohan stared incredulously at the Saiyans and rubbed his face. "All I wanted was to take a shower
in peace." He mumbled into his hands.

"What's going on?" He heard his dad's voice as Goku popped his head in to see what the
commotion was about.

Gohan just groaned and started banging his head gently against the shower wall.

"Cub, yer way too high strung, do ya need another round of-" Bardock started, now soaping his
body.

"NO!" Screeched Gohan.

"That does it." Vegeta hissed and grabbed Gohan's hair, making him look Vegeta in the eyes.
"Brat! You shall stop this and you shall do it now! You have fucked your father, gotten fucked BY
your father, and gotten blown by your grandmother! And yet you make a scene like this over
simple nudity?! Now stop clinging to those stupid human rules that you gave up last night or so
help me I shall put you over my knee like the brat you are acting like!"

"Actually, I think he might like that." Raditz interrupted.

"There are ways to prevent enjoyment." Vegeta said sourly.

He'd forgotten Gohan's tastes for a second, but like with Turles' punishment, there were ways
around that kink.

"Ha! Ya don't need to remind me of that." Raditz remembered that time when he had received a
spanking from Bardock after he had made and lost a silly bet with a high class, even after his
parents had told him not to mess with upper ranks. A whole cycle's worth of meat had gone into the
hands of this first class and Raditz had to take responsibility. Gine, Toma, and Bardock had had to
work overtime so they could meet the end of the day sales.

Gohan pouted at the Prince, but found not an ounce of mercy in those cold, steely eyes. He sighed.

Taking this as a sign of surrender, Vegeta released his hair and Gohan got to work, lathering
shampoo on his hair.

Sensing the drama was over, Turles slinked back out of the room, Raditz followed having finished
peeing a while back, and Toma waited for a chance to use the crowded shower.

Vegeta just stomped out, muttering about whiny brats. And Goku, still standing at the door,
followed.

Once Gohan and Bardock were done, Toma and Raditz took the next turn, followed by Turles and
Broly, and at last, Goku and Vegeta.

Gohan decided he needed a break from all the 'Saiyan-ness' and decided to get dressed and go
check up on Videl, only...

"Dad, can I borrow some clothes? My robe ended up with the laundry last night." Gohan asked,
poking his head into the bathroom.

"Sure, help yerself. My section is next t' Broly's, ya can tell where it is based on the sizes." Goku
said, still showering.

After locating the closet section, Gohan grabbed some clothes and got dressed. He was slightly less
stocky than Goku but the clothes he picked out would fit him well enough to pass as his own.
 Family Comes First
Chapter Notes

Warning.

Implied Eighteen/Videl.

Finally dressed, Gohan said his goodbyes and headed out, promising to meet up for breakfast. Not
because he was eager to talk to the pack again so soon, but because he knew Bulma would drag
him there in her quest for 'details'.

He walked slowly toward his and Videl's cabin, deep in thought over everything that had taken
place last night. A small part of him wanted to feel bad, having slept on it and sobered up, and
being out of the shelter of the pack's suite, out among humans again and the culture he'd adhered to
since forever.

He cringed at the talk down he'd gotten from Vegeta today. In hindsight, it hadn't been the nudity,
at least not solely because of them. Bathing had always been a private thing, done among close
family or spouses. Suddenly having that sphere of privacy invaded by the whole pack had thrown
him off track.

Logically, he knew this was a result of human ideas of modesty, that someone not respecting those
unwritten rules was to be met with disapproval, and so he'd responded like a human.

Gohan sighed.

He'd overreacted, considering what he'd done that night, not to mention it had just been another
bunch of guys-sorta. He'd never freaked out like that in a locker room, it was just… He was still
adapting and this was a cultural barrier he'd run smack dab into.

His whole idea about who and what he was had been turned upside down, surely he was allowed to
have a few freak outs along the way?

Gohan mechanically stopped at the door to his room and knocked. There was no answer. He
knocked again, a little harder.

He heard some scuttling before the door opened.

Gohan was greeted by a bombshell blonde, covered in nothing but a small robe. Videl's robe…
Ohh, right, Eighteen stayed over. In all the pack bonding mess he'd actually forgotten about that.

"Wow, you look like shit." Was Eighteen's greeting.

"Good morning to you, too." Gohan raised his eyebrow. "Barely got any sleep." He didn't realize
his mistake until he'd said it.
"Ohhhh, well now." Eighteen replied with a smirk. "I'd ask more but you look like you're at death's
door, so I'll be out of here once I get dressed." She turned and let him into the suite.

"Speaking of, I'll have to borrow some clothes from you, Videl." She said. Walking to hers and
Krillin's cabin in just a robe was sure to get some attention, and Eighteen just didn't feel like giving
people the satisfaction of having something to gossip about.

An undead mumble came from inside the room and Eighteen chuckled. "Poor thing. I might've
worn her out."

Gohan blushed, not being able to stop the images from flooding his mind. He took a seat on the
edge of the bed and petted Videl's hair. Being on her stomach, face firmly planted in a pillow, and
butt naked, Videl tilted her head when she felt Gohan's hand on her.

"Hey." She said with a smile.

"Hey, yourself." Gohan said, smiling back at her.

"You look like shit." She said, still smiling.

He groaned and flopped dramatically down on the bed. "So I've been told."

Videl carefully got up and made a noise as she sat up.

Gohan turned to look at her, "seems you two had fun."

"I'm taking these." Eighteen interrupted as she pulled out some black spandex shorts and a rather
large white t-shirt.

"We sure did, and sure, Eighteen. Return them whenever you can."
"Oh, I meant I'm taking these. A nice souvenir. Good for nostalgic moments while sipping a glass
of wine. Plus, it'll mess with Krillin so badly since he decided to sit this one out. He'll be begging
me for details he'll never get. And having these in my closet will remind him that he missed out
every time he looks at them."

"You're evil ." Gohan gasped as he sat up.

"I know. But he married me." Eighteen put on Videl's clothes. "After I'd been on a quest to kill his
best friend for shits and giggles, it does help to be hot in this world." She added with a saucy smile.
The android turned and struck an intimidating pose at the couple.

Videl clapped. "Well, in that case, keep them safe. That was my favorite outfit to wear when I was
younger. And single." Videl snuggled into Gohan's arm.

Gohan smiled and nudged her head with his nose, inhaling her unique scent and even some of
Eighteen's.

"Well, don't let me keep you two lovebirds from getting reacquainted." The blonde saluted them,
grabbed her discarded pool robe, and left to her room.

It wasn't too far away, but there were enough people around that made her glad to not be wearing
just a robe.

Eighteen took out the key card from the robe's pocket and opened the door to her and Krillin's
cabin.

Surely enough, the monk was seated on the edge of the bed, and his head jerked towards the door
as soon as it opened.

"Eighteen! You're back!"

"Of course I'm back."

Krillin got off the bed and hugged her as Eighteen stepped inside. The android was surprised but
returned the hug nonetheless.

"Krillin, this was not a quest to leave you. It was harmless fun." She said when Krillin wasn't
letting go of her.
The short man released her and stared at the floor.

Eighteen sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Alright, tell me what's bothering you."

"So- Which Saiyan did you sleep with? Was he better than me?"

The blonde quirked an eyebrow at her husband. "Ugh, what is with you men and bed pride?"

"I know he was bigger, that much I do know. From what we saw the other night, Saiyans are huge-
"

"Bold of you to assume I slept with a Saiyan."

"You- Didn't- Wait, you didn't sleep with a Saiyan?"

"I didn't." Eighteen began undressing and turned on the shower.

"Then- Oh, Kami. Was it Tien?"

"I already have a bald man I love very much." Eighteen said as she tested the temperature of the
water.

Krillin thought for a while. "It can't be- You slept with Yamcha?! After what he did- Was it pity
sex? You know, for knocking him out cold?"

"Why do you think it was a guy?" The android said as she got into the tub.

"Well, who else- Wait…" It took a while before Krillin's mind decided to start working again.

"YOU SLEPT WITH A WOMAN?!"

Eighteen peaked from behind the curtain and frowned at him. "You sound surprised."

"I- Well, heheh. Naturally, I thought you were into guys and-"

"We've been married for how long? And you just assumed because I married you I wouldn't be into
women as well?"

"…Well. Pardon my assumptions then."

Eighteen went back to cleaning herself and waited for the other shoe to drop.

"So who was it?"

"I'm not telling you until you sound less enthusiastic about knowing."

"Aw, come on, Eighteeeeeen. I'm just curious."

"No. Consider this your punishment for being so 'old fashioned'." She replied from behind the
shower curtain.

"OLD FASHIONED?! I let my wife go have fun at a nude pool party, and gave her permission to
have fun!" He yelled.

"Well, I'd let you go have fun too, but I never assumed you had to be one hundred percent straight,
so there. And just for the record, I never needed your permission."

Krillin sighed. She was right in that instance.

Eighteen continued. "That reminds me, if you and Goku actually ever decide to-"
"OKAY, NO. No no no no! Goku is my friend, and I will never be attracted to him that way."
Krillin interrupted.

"Fine, fine, I'm just saying that IF you'd wanted to, I'd be ok with that." She said calmly. "Besides,
nobody said you'd have to be bi, you could just be curious, you know, scratch it off the bucket list
or something."

"Hah. Hahah. No. My bucket list doesn't swing that way."

"Suit yourself, if I'd grown up with someone like Goku but female, I'd definitely have-"

"Okay, how did we land on this subject?" Krillin asked helplessly.

"You ASKED me who I slept with. Or more precisely, if their 'dick was better than yours', that's
what you really meant, right?"

Krillin shuffled his foot on the floor and remained quiet.

Finished with her shower, Eighteen stepped out. "Hey."

The monk looked up at her.

"I'm not interested in other dicks, unless you're involved as well. So quit worrying. I have a
beautiful family that takes priority above all other things." Eighteen cupped Krillin's cheek.
"Okay?"

Krillin smiled, relieved, "yeah, I know, I'm sorry, it's just… After seeing the… SIZE of all the
Saiyans I just-"

Eighteen rolled her eyes and muttered about men's size issues.

"Hey, you were the one who made them strip!" Krillin argued.
"Yeah, okay… But speaking of Saiyans, I think Turles would be up for-"

"NO, NO! Not happening!" The small man stopped her right there.

"Ohh, come on! He's not massive, he has a better ass than I do, and you know he'd be a kinky little-
"

"Eighteen please, I need time to process these things, and I'm not done with you being bi, okay?"

"…Ok, fine, but I'm just saying you wouldn't even have to fuck him, just spank him at most, and
with a strap on I could-"

Here Krillin just left the bathroom.

Eighteen watched him leave, a small smile curved her lips. She really loved messing with him.
 A Cold Treat

"Have you noticed how there's not a drop of chocolate on the whole boat?"

"Not even the ice cream is chocolate flavored. Who ever heard of an ice cream machine not having
chocolate?"

Turles overheard two people talking as he went to fill another tray with food.

"Ice cream?" He muttered to himself.

He returned to the tables the pack and Earth inhabitants were seated at and asked the humans, "so
what is this ice cream?"

"Cream? As in- Cream cream, or real cream." Bardock asked for clarification.

"You just said the same thing." Toma said bewildered.

"Ohhh, ice cream is a dessert. You mix cream, sugar, sometimes eggs, and whatever flavor you
like, freeze it and eat it as a treat." Bulma explained.

"And that was my question. Is it cream cream, or real cream." Bardock wiggled his fork in his
hand.

"There you go again, asking the same thing." Toma clapped his thighs.

"It's milk cream, frozen, hence the ice part, since you used to have to place the mixture in a bucket
of ice to freeze it." Bulma patently explained. "So, no, not cum. Sorry, Bardock." She ended the
intro course to ice cream.

"Damn!" Bardock tossed his fork on his tray.

"Now, now, you haven't even tried it yet, I think you'd like it. It comes in so many flavors, surely
there's one you'd like." Bulma carried on, undisturbed by Bardock's tantrum.

"If there ain't cum flavor, 'Dock ain't interested." Raditz said between mouthfuls.

Bardock grabbed his metal fork and flicked it towards Raditz's head.

"OW!"

"Well, he eats other things that don't have cum in them, how is this different?" Bulma asked
questioningly.

"Because here he actually got his hopes up that there was cum involved." Toma explained.

"You'd want human cum flavor?" She asked Bardock.

"...Point taken." The scarred Saiyan finally admitted.

"I can show ya ge 'achine onshe I' 'inished." Goku spoke with his mouth full.

Bardock leaned back in his chair and harrumphed.

"Have more faith in Earth food. You'd think by now you'd trust us a bit more." Tien commented.

"Yeah, Bardy. Benefit of the doubt and all that." Turles winked at his model.

"Hmph! I don't trust anything with the word 'ice' in it." The older Saiyan said.

"Surely it is not because of the Snow Saiyans?" Vegeta raised his eyebrows at Bardock.
"Nothing good has come out of the snow." Bardock straightened up.

"Careful what you say, Bardock. My carrier was a Snow Saiyan." Vegeta said in a warning tone.

Bardock rolled his eyes. "I meant food wise."

"In times of drought the Saiyans would depend on the ice they could steal from the mountains!"
The Prince countered.

"Water don't count as food!" Bardock snarled.

"Alright, you two, break it off." Bulma shook her head. "Gohan, why don't you bring the grinch a
vanilla ice cream?"

"I can do that." Gohan got up from his seat, happy to avoid anymore arguments.

He came back shortly after, carrying a cone of soft serve ice cream.

"Here. Now you can judge by yourself." Gohan handed it over to a surprised looking Bardock.

The scarred Saiyan stared at the white frozen treat.

"Toma, Toma look at this! It looks like when you have a really back up latcher!"

Bulma stared at the ice cream and looked astounded at Raditz, as if asking if Bardock was being
serious.

"He's right, I'm surprised too, but it's possible for a latcher's cum to look like that under the right
circumstances." Raditz told her.

"Can we PLEASE have a conversation that doesn't involve sex?" Krillin buried his face in his
arms.
"You're kidding! Like THAT?! Look how thick it is!" She ignored the monk in what was purely
'scientific' curiosity.

"I will never unsee ice cream as cum." Yamcha groused.

"I think I might like this!" Bardock interrupted.

"Baba, go easy, it's really cold so ya might not wanna-" Goku tried to warn his carrier.

"Ohh, please, who do you think I am?" And with that he practically deep-throated the ice cream
and took a bite.

"U cee, I- Mmm. I ca-" Here, his eyes suddenly clenched together and he grabbed his head.

"Umgghg gghh aarrrrr!" Bardock made a variety of pained noises, unwilling to spit out the
mouthful.

"You okay, 'Dock?" Toma asked concerned.

"MY HEAD!"

"Told ya." Goku shook his head. "When ya have a huge mouthful of somethin' really cold, that
happens. We call it 'brain freeze' here on Earth. Dun worry, it'll pass shortly." He assured both his
parents.

"Ohh, I think it's going away now." Said Bardock in relief. "I never had this problem with cum, just
saying!" He bit out, glaring at the rest of his ice cream.

Toma wrapped and arm around him in a comforting gesture. "Smaller bites next time, dear, does it
taste good at least?"

"It's divine. It's sweet!" Bardock offered some to Toma.

Toma took a bite out of the ice cream.

"Ow! Mm! Cold." He had taken a smaller bite but it was still enough to give him brain freeze as
well. Toma grabbed his head and banged it softly against the table.

"SMaLLeR BiTeS." Bardock mocked him.

Goku just looked at his parents, having given up trying to teach them and just let them figure
things out as they went along, he rose up to get his own ice cream.

"Oh, I'm coming with!" Turles got up and jogged after Goku, curious to try this strange treat.

They came back with three ice creams, all vanilla to start out.

Goku gave one to Broly. "Just make sure ya lick- OH, NOO!"

Broly shoved the entire thing in his mouth.

"Spit it out!" Goku told him, concerned.

Broly swallowed instead.

Immediately, he doubled over grabbing his chest.

"Broly!" Goku placed his ice cream on the table and tried to help his mate by pressing his hand
against his chest and transferring a warm flow of ki to him.

"Calm down. Sometimes it hits the chest instead of the head, he just needs to keep calm." Bulma
stood up and hurried over to help calm Broly.

Goku was feeling panicky and tried to ready himself to I.T. Broly out.

One of Broly's big hands grabbed his mate's clothes, clinging to him while trying to ride out
whatever was causing the pain.
"I'm alright." He said after a while.

A bark of laughter was heard from across the table. "Well, go on, Turles. It is your turn to make a
fool out of yourself." Vegeta said.

"HA! I won't get this freeze thing you all are talking about. I have a high pain threshold."

Goku rubbed Broly's back comfortingly while waiting for Turles to take the first bite.

The pirate, not to be outdone by Bardock, also practically deep throated his ice cream.

"Mmm! Thish ish good! Mmmm- Oh." Turles swallowed the ice cream and grasped the table,
cracking the edges. "FUCK!"

"Ya were saying, Turles?" Came Bardock's snide voice.

"Oh, I gotta try this out!" Raditz got up and made his way in the direction the others had gone
before to get ice cream.

Goku smiled to himself, and picked up his own ice cream from the table, and started licking it.

All the pack members' eyes were glued to the pink tongue flickering out and sliding across the
white ice cream.

"This is how yer supposed t' eat them." He explained.

"Aha." Came from the Saiyans, while they fidgeted in their seats.

Goku felt his neck tingle and turned his head, finding Broly staring at him with a heat in his eyes.

'Ohhh.'

Goku felt his cheeks turn a bit red, and kept licking the ice cream.

There was a bathroom nearby, but everyone would know. Then again, Broly could do with some
'calming', and he had made a promise this morning.

Goku sighed and wondered when exactly he became such a deviant.

Raditz came back holding his head, and quietly took a seat. The ice cream was nowhere to be seen.

"Ya ate the whole thing?" Bardock asked.

The long haired Saiyan nodded, wincing as he did so. Sure it had been delicious, but it could be a
deadly weapon if wielded incorrectly.

"Bulma could ya hold my ice cream for a bit?" Goku asked in what he hoped was a normal tone of
voice.

With a smile far too knowingly, Bulma simply agreed and accepted it.

Goku gently pulled Broly up with him, tossing out some excuse about Broly needing a moment to
calm down over the scare, and headed in what happened to be the direction of the restrooms,
'purely accidentally'.

Heading inside the restroom, Goku with far less guilt than he believed he should be feeling, placed
a 'cleaning in progress' sign he'd picked up in front of the door.

He gently pushed Broly into a stall, and closed the door behind them. It was a tight fit even with
Broly sitting down on the toilet, but it would have to do.

He knelt down, and placed his index finger at his lips in a sign to try and be quiet.

Broly nodded in understanding and anticipation.

Goku opened his sarong, thankfully this one opened in the front, and started sucking him. Broly's
hands found their way into his hair.

Broly had gotten half hard and Goku had found a good rhythm when the door to the restroom
opened. Goku froze, mouth around Broly and afraid to move.

"OI, brat, it's just us, hardly fair for ya to have all the fun." Came Bardock's voice.

Goku's whole body relaxed and he heard his parents enter the booth next to him and Broly.

The sound of rustling fabric was then followed by Toma's muffled moans.
Idly, Goku wondered if Bardock had copied him, or Goku took too much after his carrier, before
he started sucking again.

Goku really hoped no one else came into the restroom. He could only imagine what it'd look like,
with two muffled set of moans, and the wet sucking noises, coming from two booths.

Goku sucked the best he knew how, Broly's large hands helping set the best rhythm, but to no one's
surprise Bardock got Toma off first.

"See ya, brat. By the way, Bulma didn't want to keep holding onto yer melting ice cream so Raditz
ate it." Was the last thing Bardock said before they exited the restroom.

Goku simply kept 'working' and soon Broly came down his throat. Sucking him clean he rose up
and helped Broly re-tie his sarong. They then headed out, Goku trying to look nonchalant while
discreetly kicking the cleaning sign away from the door.
 Swimming Lessons
Chapter Notes

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The aliens had eventually been able to get the hang of eating ice cream slowly, something they
were not used to doing. Goku had shown them the different flavors and the warriors were more
than delighted with this new discovery in the Earthian food arena. A bit too excited, if Goku were
honest. They had literally gorged themselves on ice cream and soon the machine had nothing left
for them or the other guests. Bardock had complained none too subtly to a waiter to which said
waiter had promised to have more ice cream ready for lunch time.

Bulma had suggested they go to the indoor pool again, since she booked the area for them for a
few hours, until after lunch where she had planned something special for the evening. Saiyans,
being the curious creatures they were, tried to pry the information out of her, but Bulma stood her
ground, having had to deal with Vegeta's curious appetite for years, and Goku's on occasion.

So once again, the Saiyans had reluctantly dressed in their skimpy swimsuits and were now at the
pool.

"Do you HAVE to wear those suits? Surely you brought something less revealing, like swimming
trunks?" Krillin complained about the Saiyans' state of (almost) undress.

Goku shook his head. "No can do, Krillin. Not with our tails. Swimming trunks makes us chafe on
the underside of our tails. And if we made a bigger hole in it, ya'd still get an eyeful."

"It would still be better than practically seeing your junk all the time. A Tail hole I can deal with."
The monk crossed his arms and sulked.

Videl though, she was on another page entirely. "I can understand why you guys," she gestured at
Turles, Bardock, Goku, and Vegeta, "would like to sleep with the… Latchers was it?"

"Oh, you have no idea!" Turles purred as he sat down next to the girls at a table.

Gohan sighed as he observed the well endowed Saiyans. Videl sure had no idea.

The demi Saiyan wasn't the only one feeling awkward. Yamcha was having a hard time NOT
looking at their crotches, not to mention memories of his recent affairs kept pestering him.
Goku tried to explain it, "well, ya see, Videl, for one thing, our breeders are deeper than a human
vagina, so we need more t'… Scratch the itch properly."

The group slowly turned to look at Goku elaborating on this topic, horror written on their faces.

"And- Well, our womb… It opens up, ya see? And the dick goes inside it." Goku tried to
gesticulate the action with his hands.

Somewhere somebody dropped their drink. Luckily, no glass was allowed at the pool, so the
plastic cup didn't shatter into a million pieces.

"And if the latcher does it right, and ya come too, the head sorta goes into the cervix, and… Swells
up, which sounds terrifyin' for ya, I know, but it actually feels really good~" Goku had a dreamy
expression on his face as he said that last part.

Videl just breathed a sigh of relief that Gohan had not turned out to be a latcher.

Krillin looked at Goku, "Goku… Don't take this the wrong way… But… Never talk about sex in
detail, again… Ever… Not even about human sex. It just sounds wrong coming from YOU."

The other humans, sans Bulma, Eighteen, and Videl, nodded in agreement.

Goku pouted but shrugged it off. He did understand that the change he'd gone through ever since
he started hanging out with the other Saiyans might come off as too bizarre for his Earth friends.
Perhaps it would be best to keep his innocent charade up when they were around.

"Anyways. Who's up for a swim?" Bardock asked the group, and that was enough to disperse the
tension and move onto other things.

Goku turned to Broly, "whaddaya say, big guy? Ya think ya can join us in the pool? The water ain't
that deep. It'll come up t' yer waist at most."
Broly looked worriedly at the strange body of water. "It smells funny."

"Oh, that's just the stuff t' keep it clean." Goku said. "Just dun swallow it, it'll taste bad."

The wild Saiyan watched as the others happily entered the pool. He looked back at Goku.

"How about we move down to the shallow end, and I'll show ya a few swim strokes first?" Goku
suggested.

Broly nodded cautiously.

They walked over to the shallow end where the water only came to their midriff.

"Ok, so I think we'll start with the regular breaststroke. I'll show ya outta the water first so ya can
see the movements, then I'll show ya in the water, ok?"

Goku levitated and started mimicking breaststrokes.

"So, take notice of the kickin' backwards and how I keep fingers pressed together to move better
once in the water…"

The Earth raised Saiyan continued to teach and practice with Broly. Unbeknownst to them, they
had an avid observer watching them from a distance.

Yamcha sat at the bar, looking at Goku and Broly interact. He took another sip of his beer. Seeing
them like this- They were just… Normal. There was nothing weird about their interactions, nothing
sexual, nothing that he wouldn't do as well.

He wondered if-

"Hey, Yamcha. What are you up to?"

"Hey, Gohan." Yamcha mumbled, miffed that his thoughts had been interrupted.
"Two Cosmopolitans, please." Gohan asked the bartender. He looked back at the human and his
somber aura.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Yamcha glanced at the demi Saiyan. "Oh, nothing. Just enjoying my drink."

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

"Huh? What is?"

"How docile they seem. These creatures can destroy a planet in the blink of an eye. I mean- I could
too, but I wouldn't dream of doing something like that."

"Surely this is nothing new with your dad?" Yamcha said. "Besides, aren't you half of 'those
creatures'?"

"Well, yeah, I didn't mean my dad in particular. And yeah, I am half. More than you know."

"Your drinks, sir." The bartender interrupted and handed the Cosmopolitans to Gohan.

The demi Saiyan smiled at the human, "you know, there's no shame in liking what you like.
There's only shame in not being true to yourself," and left Yamcha to ponder on that.

Goku had moved onto demonstrating in the water, swimming around Broly in the shallower part,
while Broly looked above and under the water, cautiously getting familiar with the weird
weightless sensation of walking inside a denser type of matter.

Thankfully, Goku had told him to pinch his nose before going under. The last thing they needed
was for the large Saiyan to breathe the water.

'POP!'
"RADITZ!"

"Woops. Sorry, baba." The long haired Saiyan apologized. He had hit the ball way too hard and the
poor ball had exploded.

"Go get another one, brat, and try NOT to destroy this one 'quickpop'." Grumbled Bardock.

"OI!!" Raditz said in an offended tone, before heading over to the small booth carrying swim
supplies.

He dug around until he found another ball and took it, tossing it to the pool occupants.

By now, Broly was trying to imitate Goku, following his movements while Goku held him up in
the pool, letting him get the hang of the motions before he was allowed to try alone.

"Atta boy! Yer doin' great, Broly." Goku encouraged his mate.

Truth be told, Broly did feel uneasy, scared even. He felt like the water would suddenly swallow
him whole and he wouldn't be able to break the surface again.

"Now dun worry, the water ain't deep, and ya can easily get out, okay? The key is t' not panic, as
hard as it sounds." Goku explained, still waddling around in the shallow end with Broly.

Broly nodded and tried to suppress his anxiety.

"And if ya do wanna get out even faster, ya can always just fly out, so dun worry. Heck, ya just
need t' flash yer ki and water will move away from ya. Anyway, do ya feel like ya can do the
strokes well enough now on yer own?"

Broly quickly shook his head. Even though he had the strokes down to a 'T', he felt unsure if he
could do it alone.
"Ya seem t' have them down, trainin' won't do much more here. Yer scared of being under the
water, right?"

Broly nodded.

"Yeah, practicin' won't make that go away. How about this, I'll hold ya and then we try and dive
underneath here in the shallow end, just t' give ya a feel for it?" Goku suggested.

Broly sighed and after a few seconds he nodded.

"Ok, first, Imma let ya down into the water." Goku gently tilted his hand supporting Broly and
Broly planted his feet on the pool floor.

"Now give me yer hands like this-" Broly and Goku's hand clasped together.

"On the count of three, we both take a deep breath and hunch down, keep yer eyes on me and DUN
breath in, ok?"

Broly nodded nervously.

"Count with me now, ONE, TWO, THREE! Inhale!" Both Saiyans counted down and took a deep
breath.

Keeping his eyes fixed on Goku and cheeks blown wide with air, Broly crouched down under the
water.

For a second Broly simply held still, frozen by fear and the sensations of being underwater. The
pressure in his ears, the muffled sounds, and the knowledge that he couldn't breathe.

Like an underwater statue he simply held still, eyes locked on his mate's calm eyes. Flashbacks of
his fight with a Vegeta doused in a red aura popped up in his mind, when he was thrown inside that
freezing lake, right before he lost all control and went savage.

Goku seemed to have no fear and it eased Broly's worries a bit, but he was still paralyzed by fear.

Goku could see Broly was distressed, to say the least, but the Saiyan had to learn. The smaller
warrior had an idea suddenly, and smiled at Broly before he leaned forward and pecked a kiss on
Broly's puckered lips. Broly looked like a blow fish and it was hard to stay focused in the face of
such adorableness.
The kiss lasted for a few seconds and Goku felt Broly's hands relax their iron grip a bit.

Figured it was enough for one round, Goku pulled back and gestured upwards, and both Saiyans
rose up.

Broly gasped for air, still holding on to Goku's hands.

He was breathing hard, from being underwater or from Goku's surprise kiss he wasn't sure.

Goku hugged him and rubbed his arms in a comforting gesture.

"See, ya can get out anytime ya want."

Broly leaned in to steal another kiss from his mate but Goku smirked playfully and submerged
himself.

Broly, took a deep breath and went underwater, where Goku immediately pressed his lips against
his again.

The kiss lasted longer this time but soon they ran out of oxygen and had to go back to the surface
again.

Goku had this heartwarming smile on his face and Broly's pulse quickened. Goku again
submerged himself and Broly followed, this time he initiated the underwater kiss.

Once again they kissed until their air ran out and they reemerged again.

Goku moved closer and hugged Broly while purring a little.

"Tell ya what, Broly, since yer doin' so well and all, how about a small wager?" Goku whispered in
Broly's ear.

Looking surprised and eager, Broly held still in anticipation, tail churning up a small whirlpool
underwater.

"If ya learn how t' dive, swim, and tread water during this cruise… I'll give ya two whole hours
where ya can do. Whatever. You. Want. With me." Goku's voice got lower and lower as he
explained the terms of the wager.

Feeling a sudden pressure against his pelvis, he whispered, "I'll take that as a 'yes'."
Chapter End Notes

We've been bad. So very bad. And we've run out of chapters >< So posting new ones
will be kind of slow for a while, until we have another batch ready for you guys ^^
Pleasebepatient <3
 Things get Slippery
Chapter Notes

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While Goku and Broly spend the next hour training, 'wannabe-diving', and flirting not as subtly as
they thought, Bulma was busy checking up on the 'arrangement' she and Jean had thought up.

Her wristwatch-phone buzzed and she pressed the 'accept call' button.

The face of Jean appeared on the screen.

"Jean! Talk to me, how's it going on your end?" She inquired.

"Bulma, my dear, I'm happy to tell you we're all set down here, the ring, the photographer, all that's
missing is the stars of the show!" Jean responded in an eager tone, seemingly about to combust
from excitement.

A wicked smile bloomed on Bulma's face, "e~xcellent. I'll gather them up and meet you there
shortly. Ta-Ta, Jean."

She pressed the 'end call' button and got up from the sun chair.

"ALL FULL BLOODED SAIYANS, COULD YOU COME OVER HERE?" She semi-yelled at
the pack.

The alien warriors floated or crawled out of the pool and gathered around her.

"What's up, Bulma?" Asked Goku, situating himself in front of Broly to hide Broly's 'excitement'
from all the diving-kisses.

"In light of your approaching entry into the modeling world, Jean and I have arranged for you guys
to do a certain Earth sport, and a photographer will then take pictures. I think you'll like it."

Goku asked, excited. "Is it an eatin' contest?! That's a sport, right?"

The pack looked eagerly to Bulma. "No, sorry Son, no eating here, just-"

Vegeta interrupted here, "I swear, if it is golf or that 'carling' thing I shall-"

Here, Bulma turned on him, hands on hips. "IF SOMEONE would let me finish, I could tell you
more! Ahem- Now, the sport is actually something you'll like, I'm sure, but it's easier to show you
once we get there, and no, no golf or curling. I'm not THAT cruel." She added.

The pack and Bulma packed up their stuff and followed her. They headed downstairs on the ship to
a large room set aside for them. With a flourish, she opened the door, showing what seemed like an
empty room with many floor light projectors, two separate sections with a curtain around them, one
likely a changing area, and in the illuminated center of the room, a large flat box, the floor covered
in what looked like grass.

"BULMA! There you are!" From the changing area, Jean emerged in a storm of gay vibes and
colorful suit.

Dusty, ever the faithful assistant, behind him in a sharp suit, and after her a certain latino man with
a camera around his neck.

"JEAN, Dusty, and Armando. So glad to see you again, I've brought the pack as you see."

Jean and his boyfriend looked appreciatively at the fine specimens looking lost at the moment,
having no idea what this was about. Bulma hugged Jean and Armando, exchanging cheek kisses
and shook hands with Dusty.

"I gather you haven't explained what we're doing?" Jean asked. "The vacant expressions on their
handsome faces tell me 'no'."

"Nooo, I wanted for you guys to see their reaction too, much funnier that way." Bulma explained.

"Oh! Then I do believe it's time we let our guests know what we have planned for them." Jean
clapped his hands and the setup team turned off the lights and turned on a projector. All eyes
turned to the white wall coming to life with digital movement.
The screen showed two men standing in a grassy patch of land, only wearing leather pants. A male
voice coming from the projector started narrating.

"Oil wrestling goes back to the ancient civilizations of Sumer and Babylon as well as Greco-Roman
traditions."

The Saiyans gathered around the small machine, focused on the images dancing on the wall.

"The object of oil wrestling is to lift your opponent in a position where his belly button faces the
sky, and walk three steps with him, at which point he loses the game. The loser will then kiss the
victor's hand as a sign of respect and admiration.

"Both wrestlers being doused in oil ensured that it's the technique rather than the strength of the
wrestler that ensures the win.

"Oil wrestlers wear leather pants called a kispet, which is made from water buffalo leather and
weighs about thirteen kilos.

"A win is typically ensured by putting one's arm through the other's kispet, this move is called paça
kazık.

"The wrestlers don't actually win by putting their hands in each other's pants. You have to get your
opponent on their back or lift them up and walk three steps with them. But since they're all slicked
up, the pants are the best place to grip."

"Until nineteen seventy five, wrestling matches didn't have time limits. So, a time limit of forty
minutes was set, with a seven-minute finale.

"Every match starts with the contestants oiling up each other as a sign of respect.

"It's a very handsy sport. The athletes are definitely close friends in the end. And not at all just a
made up excuse for two guys who got caught oily, together. One hundred percent non-
homosexual reasons."

Everyone listened intently to the video until it ended.

"Oh, good lord." Goku rubbed his face.

Bardock cracked his neck and smiled wickedly, "so, ya don't approve of public nudity or sex, and
many even have problems with people fucking the same gender… And then ya turn around and
have THIS? You humans make no sense." Bardock sighed, resigned. "But that's your problem, so
where are these 'kispets'?"

Jean, Bulma, and Armando giggled in a very dangerous way.

"Oh, that's not all there is to it. See, we've decided to make things more interesting~" Jean said.

"Instead of just getting your opponent on his back and walking, you need to get him to come as
well." Bulma explained. Vegeta raised his hands in the air, exasperated. "If he doesn't come, then
there's a rematch. You have three tries to get your opponent off."

"Oh! So like slip and slide." Raditz whispered as he tapped Bardock’s arm with the back of his
hand.

"Very much like slip and slide." The older Saiyan replied.

"Ok, now remember this is purely physical, so NO ki! And the purpose is to get some nice shots,
not just win, ok? So make sure you look hot while doing it." Bulma told the pack, not that they
would have any problems pulling off the 'hot look'.

Turles' tail was wagging its tip excitedly at the thought of finally wrestling against the oil covered
members of the pack. Back on Vegetasei, they had a similar game and the pirate never had the
chance to participate.

"And one last thing, you have to actually try and defend yourself and not just give up right away to
get off, understood?!" Said Bulma.

Turles pouted but kept silent.

"Ok, so we'll let you guys choose who-fights-who most of the time but sometimes we'll ask for two
of you who we think will look good together. So figure out the order and then we'll show you how
to get ready for the match. You'll have mostly free hands to wrestle how you like, but Armando
here will ask you to maybe hold a pose or look in his direction while doing so, follow his
instructions as nice shots are the whole point of this set-up. And finally, you may have noticed the
other curtained off area, I'm under no illusion that you guys will want to fuck during this, so there's
an area where you can go handle that. Just keep in mind you may be called out to wrestle at any
given moment so be fast about it, ok? Anyone have something else to add?" Bulma looked at the
pack and the other humans. "No? Then let's get started. We'll get the oil ready while you decide
who goes first."

With that, Bulma, Jean, and Dusty headed over to the dressing area, while Armando went over to a
table and double checked his camera equipment.

The pack stood around until Goku finally broke the ice, "sooo… Anyone wanna go first? We'll
need two."

"I'm game if you'll be my partner." Said Turles lasciviously.

Goku nodded. He didn't really want to open the 'game' with Turles, but if nobody else was going to
volunteer, he had to take the first step. "Alright, Turles and I will start. Then the winner spars with
the next contestant. I'll leave it up t' ya guys t' decide who comes in next. A typical tournament,
right, Vegeta?"

The Prince merely humphed and shrugged. He was less than pleased with the whole 'whoring
himself out' for the humans, but Bulma was never going to stop. It was one of those things that
made her an attractive and formidable opponent, albeit, in a non-punch scenario.

Goku and Turles headed over to the dressing area.

"Ohhh, so you two lovelies will start this? Wonderful!" Jean exclaimed, fluttering around like a
very large butterfly. "Now, let's see, you're sizes should be right…" He leafed through the pants
hanging on a clothing rack. "HERE!" he snatched two pairs triumphantly and handed one to Turles
and one to Goku.

Turles started to undress before Jean stopped him, "oh, honey, don't give away the show just yet.
There are dressing stalls over there." Jean pointed to a makeshift dressing area, thin walls dividing
the stalls and red curtains for privacy.
"More of that human sense of modesty stuff?" Turles just asked passively.

"C'mon, Turles." Goku shoved the other Saiyan towards the stalls. Goku entered one and was
surprised to see Turles had followed him in the small stall. "Turles?"

"Yeah?" The other said, already divesting.

"Yer supposed t' use another stall. One per person?" Goku quirked his eyebrow.

"Oh, is that how it works." Turles deadpanned and left to another stall.

"And close the curtain before ya get naked!" Goku called out.

An exasperated sigh followed by the swish of the curtain rings against a metal rod came from the
next stall.

It was a tight squeeze to put on the kispets, but with some careful maneuvering from Goku's side,
and some swear words form Turles' side, they managed to get into the pants.

Turles came out almost limping. "Are these supposed to be this tight?! I think my balls went
numb!"

Goku opened the curtain and also had some difficulty walking straight.

"Were we supposed t' tuck first? No way any of the latchers are gettin' into these!" Said Goku,
adjusting himself through the pants.

"Not to mention, doing the hand-down-pants thing to win, like they said." Turles tried walking a
few steps, looking like a robot from a cartoon. He then adjusted himself and tucked in. "Ahh, that's
much better." He said, now able to move in the constricting attire.
 "I- I still have problems tucking in…" Goku informed his rival, trying his best to fit his private
parts inside his body.

Turles smirked an evil smirk and lazily walked towards Goku. "I can help you out. It'll hurt like
fuck though."

"Huh?" Goku looked up from his groin in time to see Turles' punch coming at his nether regions.

Chapter End Notes

Hi, everyone! Sorry for the long pause, we've been struggling to put our ideas into
words ^^;

I had a chat with my co-author and we've decided that rather than wait, who knows
how long, to have a bunch of chapters finished and posting one everyday, we're going
to post one chapter a month or so. At least this way people will know we're still
working on the story and not just slacking off XD

Thank you for your understanding. Here's hoping inspiration strikes us again!
 Photo Shoot
Chapter Notes

Ishizu surprised me with a sudden invite to finish the chapter for this month! Enjoy ♥

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"What on Earth is taking so long?" Jean protested as he watched the two contestants just standing
there over by the dressing stalls, one of them doubled over.

While Jean was preoccupied with his soon-to-be camera victims, the other Saiyans were checking
out the setup.

Toma saw Dusty rolling out a heavy looking barrel towards the stage. "You need help with that?"
He asked.

"I got this. Women can be just as strong as men." Dusty replied starkly.

"I didn't mean it as an insult. Besides, Saiyans are much stronger than all the humans combined."
Toma winked.

"Be that as it may, I got this." Dusty insisted.

"Toma, leave it alone." Vegeta said. "Trust me, you want no part in this discussion."

The Saiyans watched, amused, as Dusty slowly rolled and dragged and pushed the barrel to its
destination. It was a long trip, but she was able to reach the end.

"Told you I could do it." Dusty said, out of breath, wiping a drop of sweat from her forehead.

"You've proven your point." Toma snickered. It was cute to see humans try.
"So what is this? It smells weird." Raditz asked while sniffing the air around the barrel.

"This is the oil you guys will be using for the wrestling matches." Dusty opened the lid.

It was instantaneous. The Saiyans near the barrel let out sounds of disgust as the smell invaded
their nostrils.

"You expect us to put THAT on our bodies?!" Vegeta griped.

"It's a lubricating oil, Vegeta. You'll be fine." Bulma told her husband.

Bardock dared to take a few steps closer to the oil barrel. "How are we supposed to get off with
this all over us? The smell is too distracting! I wanna smell my Saiyan opponent's unique scent
when I'm fighting him. Not this- This- Spectacularly foul smelling gunk!"

Bulma was about to make a sad violin gesture when a smug Turles and an angry looking Goku
finally made their way to the arena.

"Took you long enough. Are you okay, Son?" Bulma asked as she noticed Goku's miffed
expression.

"I dun wanna talk about it." The Earth Saiyan grumbled. Turles snickered.

"Well, if you'll just get oiled up and go into the arena, we have everything waiting on you." Jean
ushered the two Saiyans next to the artificial grass patch where the oil cask was (both Turles and
Goku gagged at the smell) and quickly got out of the way. "Lenses at the ready, Armando!"

His cameraman gave him a thumbs up and started recording. The two competitors reluctantly
dipped their hands in the oil and started oiling themselves.

"No, no, no! Oil each other, dearies." Jean directed.

Goku groused but placed his hands on Turles' dark skin, spreading the slick substance over his well
defined pecs and abs.

Turles copied Goku's movements, going as far as teasing him, much to the other Saiyan's
disapproval.

"Keep this professional, Turles." Goku snapped.

"Still mad at me for punching you in the dick?" Turles smirked as he pinched Goku's nipples some
more.

"Kg- Focus on gettin' me oiled."

Turles dipped his hands in the oil again and ran them up Goku's sides and back. "You need to turn
around."

Goku did as told and had his back oiled thoroughly.

An exasperated sigh was heard from across the room. Jean rubbed his hands down his face. "I need
more PASSION, people. Somebody start grinding their hips! Dusty! Put on some music, get them
in the mood."

Dusty typed in some commands on the laptop and soon a sensual beat blared through the stereos.

Bulma added in her two Zeni. "Come on, Son! Show us something hotter!"

Goku looked at her, still having oil smeared on his body. "But Bulma, it smeeells." He whined.

"Suck it up, Son!" She replied.

It took Goku a little longer to get in the mood, but soon both Saiyans were grinding against one
another while rubbing their oily hands down their torsos.
"Oil your tails too." Jean called out.

Turles slicked his hands more and proceeded to oil Goku's tail. As soon as those warm, oiled
fingers threaded themselves through the Earth Saiyan's tail, Goku let out an involuntary moan.

"Now we're getting somewhere!" The fashion designer exclaimed.

Once Goku began oiling up Turles' tail, the pirate tried to steal a kiss only to have Goku's grip on
his tail tighten and fall to his knees with a gasp.

Jean clapped with glee. "Playing hard to get. I like that!"

"I'm not about t' kiss ya after what ya did t' me." Goku growled at the dark skinned Saiyan.

"I was- Only helping you." Turles swatted Goku's hands away from his tail and got up, said tail
waved angrily.

"Let's start the fight." Goku huffed and walked over towards the center of the grass patch. Turles
followed.

"Now remember, guys, be enticing. The main idea is getting hot pictures." Bulma reminded the
Saiyans.

"Hmph, you don't need to tell me." Turles sneered at his opponent.

Goku huffed and bent his knees, getting in position. Turles crouched and waited for Jean to give
them the green light.

"COMMENCE!" The fashion designer exclaimed.

Turles charged, trying to grab Goku's pants but the younger Saiyan wasn't having it. Goku slapped
Turles' hands away, and thanks to his lightning speed, Goku took hold of his opponent's kispet and
threw him on the ground.
The pirate smirked. Kakarot had fallen into his trap. As soon as Goku was on top, Turles grabbed
him by the hair and rolled themselves over.

"OW! Turles, what the Hell?!"

"There were no rules about hair pulling, babe." Turles sassed as he ground his groin against
Goku's.

Goku surged upwards, not about to go down so easily. Both of them rolled around, trying to get the
upper hand.

Eventually, aided by the slipperiness of the oil, Turles managed to get around and grab Goku from
the back, around his torso. He wasted no time going for Goku's weak spot- His nipples. The
younger Saiyan raised his arms up above his head and reached back to try and grab Turles' hair,
like he had done previously, but stopped in his tracks when both of Turles hands grabbed onto his
buds.

About to reach down and remove Turles' hands, he was stopped when Armando shouted, "keep
that position!"

Stuck between a metaphorical rock and a hard place, he was helpless as Turles' clever, slick fingers
rubbed and massaged his nipples.

"Goku, tilt your head back." Came Armando's order.

Obeying hesitantly, he was left at the pirate's mercy. And Turles had never been the giving sort.

The rest of the pack got a bit hot under the collar, seeing Turles' hands slide sensually over Goku's
oily pecs while the blush on the young Saiyan's cheeks intensified as he bit his lip to keep from
moaning.

"I need more light shining on them." Armando told Dusty and the assistant went to get another
work light, all the while, Turles was doing his best to make Goku come.
The dark skinned warrior decided to kick things up a notch. One hand started making its way down
Goku's slick abs, eventually slipping into the tight leather pants and grasping not the kispet, but
something else instead.

Goku's eyes that had remained fixed on the ceiling, while trying to ignore the hand's journey down
his body, were now pressed shut and a moan came out of his upwards tilted mouth.

"This ain't fair! Can we change positions?" Goku complained as his penis started untucking. The
tightness of the kispet was almost unbearable. Almost.

"Just a leettle longer, Goku." Armando informed.

Dusty was adjusting the light to the photographer's specifications. Every change of lighting was
another picture snapped.

"But ya musta gotten like... Ahh~ Twenty shots of me like thiiisss... By now!" Goku said with
some difficulties here and there.

"Armando is a perfectionist, Goku. He'll take as many pictures as he needs until he gets the perfect
shot." Jean sing sang.

Turles' slick hand started moving faster inside the pants, while the other pinched Goku's nipple
harder, rolling it around with adept fingers. Goku was unable to keep his hips from moving slightly
back and forth. He groaned while trying to keep his position until Armando had gotten his so called
'perfect shot'.

"Dere's something meessing… A! Goku, turn your head around and let Turles keess you."

Goku opened his eyes to look with incredulity at Armando's request. "Wha- But-"

"Just do as he says, love." Turles whispered in his ear.

Goku sighed and turned his head around as far as he could go and started making out with Turles.
"Let us see dose tongues!" Came Armando's order.

Turles obeyed and slowed down the pace, sensually sucking on Goku's tongue, prompting Goku to
bite Turles' lower lip.

Both of them glared more than stared into the other's eyes but the air was thick with sexual tension.

Goku shivered as Turles pulled back a bit and let his tongue play around with Goku's. He had to
admit, the pirate was a pro at kissing. Another moan escaped the younger Saiyan and Turles
mentally chuckled.

"Dusty, move de light to de other side. I want to capture deir best angle."

The girl did as told and Goku screamed on the inside. If this kept up- Turles rubbing his shaft
inside the tight pants, his hand teasing Goku's nipples, the obscene kiss- Goku would…

"Mmmm-AAAAAAH!!!!" The younger Saiyan felt the pressure rising to the point of no return and
he tipped over the edge.

His moan blended with the sounds of the camera shutter clicking furiously, trying to capture every
nanosecond of the show's climax.

"PERFECT!" Armando finally cried.

Goku didn't care anymore. Semen coating the inside of his pants and dew dripping from his
reddened buds, Goku was on cloud nine. He didn't even realize that he'd lost.

"We're even now~" Came Turles' voice as he removed himself from Goku's body.

"H-huh? Ohh… Right." Goku said, absentmindedly, as it dawned on him that he'd lost the round,
just like Turles had lost to him all those years ago.

Shakily, he rose up, and walked back to the changing area the best he could while being untucked
and the inside of the tight pants a mess, determinedly NOT looking anyone in the eyes.
 "Tch- If that was all it took to beat him I would have done so from the start of our rivalry!" Vegeta
growled.

"Are you saying I cheated, Prince?" Turles lifted an eyebrow at Vegeta.

Toma, ever the voice of reason, wanted to point out that Kakarot had been unable to fight back due
to Armando's commands, but decided against it. There was no winning once these two got started.

"I am saying this game is stupid." Vegeta crossed his arms and looked away.

"Somebody is just scared to lose so easily~" Turles grinned devilishly at the shorter Saiyan.

Vegeta snapped his head at the renegade and scoffed. "As if." Vegeta walked to the rack where the
kispets hung and chose one that seemed his size. "I am next, and I shall make you eat your words,
pirate."

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/56140591

 The Prince and the Pirate
Chapter Notes

Ok, this is the real chapter. It had to be divided in two parts. Next part will be posted
soon!

WARNING! There are heavy mentions of and implied incest, so just a heads up. If
you want you can skip this chapter but you'll miss some... Interesting details,
huehuehue. THE CHOICE IS YOURS.

Vegeta came back from the changing stall, unnoticed by Kakarot and Raditz leaning against the far
wall, talking. Raditz was probably comforting Kakarot by the looks of it. Vegeta shrugged. If he
was going to make things work between them, he would have to accept Raditz's obsession over
Kakarot.

Besides, it wasn't like he'd be opposed for some of both brothers at the same time, especially once
Kakarot became his mate too. Vegeta shivered at the thought of having them in his bed at the same
time. He was sure Bulma would love that too, but not too sure how Broly would feel if he were left
out.

The Prince reached the arena and eyed the nasty smelling oil.

"Lube me up." He told Turles who was standing near the changing area, looking at Kakarot and
Raditz.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." The pirate smirked at the double entendre, wondering if Vegeta would ever
let him 'lube him up' in that way. That would be quite the experience; having the Prince of all
Saiyans writhing under him while Turles buried himself deep inside those forbidden walls. The
pirate licked his lips. Vegeta would certainly be quite a catch, but if Turles were honest with
himself, he had better chances of topping Broly than Vegeta.

Vegeta's eyes narrowed. Something felt off with the pirate. As Turles oiled him up, he kept a close
eye on the dark skinned Saiyan. His hands kept working over Vegeta's body, but his focus drifted
to…

Vegeta followed Turles' line of sight.

First he thought it was Raditz stealing the pirate's attention as usual, but upon closer inspection it
was Kakarot.

Vegeta growled and snapped at Turles, "eyes on me! Focus on what you are doing."
Turles concentrated on making sure all the visible royal skin was oiled for all of ten seconds. His
gaze started wondering again.

Vegeta's tail fur bristled.

The way Turles looked at Kakarot when he thought Vegeta wasn't paying attention…

Oh, no! Hell no!

Vegeta's fangs grinded against his lower teeth. "First Raditz and now Kakarot?!" He angrily
whispered.

Turles' eyes snapped back and he got the full view of Vegeta's seething face. The renegade looked
like a deer in the headlights for a split second before he regained his bearings, but that one split
second had told Vegeta everything he needed to know.

In his anger, Vegeta barely registered Raditz and Goku heading inside the 'private' area, aside from
the relief of Turles being unable to stare more at his (future) mate.

Done oiling up the Prince, Turles stepped back. Hard won survival instincts ensured he never took
his eyes off the fuming royal.

Wordlessly, and with an angry glare never leaving Turles, the Prince started reapplying oil to the
pirate's skin. The tension was high as Vegeta almost aggressively coated the tanned saiyan with the
oil. Turles looked like he wanted to run, but held still under the Prince's slippery hands.

Jean knew better than to ask the royal to be more sensual while he and Turles were oiling
themselves. Once Vegeta was done, he simply directed his boyfriend and cameraman to start
rolling.

The two contestants walked to the ring and regarded each other.
Small noises could be heard from the sex area, but somehow most of the humans ignored it
steadfast. Dusty did blush a bit however and began fidgeting in discomfort.

"Prepare yourself, Turles. I shall not go easy on you." Vegeta sent the thought to his opponent.

Turles snorted and put all his strength in base form to attack the Prince.

The fight began, both Saiyans were evenly matched to the untrained eye, but for others, Vegeta
clearly had the upper hand.

Bardock and Toma cheered them on, and soon Broly joined although in a more reserved manner.
The battle intensified with every word of encouragement sent their way, Vegeta and Turles tried
their best at pinning the other down. Vegeta had to admit that the oil certainly made things more
difficult, but only just.

Several times the Prince was able to pin the pirate in various grips, only to release him again.

Turles growled at the taunting of how easy it was for Vegeta to get the drop on him.

"Are you going to fight properly or keep toying with me?!" Turles growled telepathically.

"Fight properly? Just look at yourself. Toying with the likes of you is very proper, I believe."
Vegeta thought smugly. Suddenly, he was distracted by a tugging in his bond with Goku. That was
enough to let his guard down.

Turles let out a shout at the insult and charged. He was able to at last bury his hands in Vegeta's
hair, the one part that wasn't oiled.

Fuck's sake, Kakarot! NOW?!! Vegeta thought as he tried to free himself from the grip, while
being affected by Goku's pleasure.

The noises from the stall were louder now, mixed with very graphic words.

All the humans, sans Bulma, now looked very uncomfortable, while the pack shrugged it off with
practice.
Turles twisted his hands in Vegeta's hair, forcing the Prince to his knees.

"This was much easier than I thought it would be. I expected more from you, Prince." Turles
sassed.

Vegeta was too focused on the pleasure he felt through the bond to pay much mind to Turles'
taunting.

"ENOUGH!" He shouted and powered up just enough to dislodge the dark skinned Saiyan's grip
on his hair and throw Turles away from him.

The pirate landed on his back with a thud.

"I shall not be mocked -hgnh- by the likes of -mhhh- you!" Vegeta half-said, half-moaned.

Everyone in the room really tried their best to focus on what Vegeta was saying. They really did.

It was just that someone's noises rose louder and louder and made it really, really hard to not laugh,
or get distracted. The sounds of the stall walls creaking didn't help matters either.

Mentally, Vegeta cursed his mate-to-be. The sole cause of not only Vegeta's current predicament,
but also why no one was taking him seriously right now.

"TOMA!" The Prince called to the ex elite.

Said Saiyan startled but immediately replied. "Highness?"

"Get naked! I need your help before we can continue this!" Came the barked order.

Toma knew the tone of voice, and stripped without another word.

Jean really wanted to object to them taking a break, but between the moans and the creaking, it was
clear that everyone, both human and Saiyans, were not able to focus.
Heck, Bardock was (poorly) hiding snickers that threatened to erupt into full blown laughing. With
a sigh, Jean gave in.

He and Bulma shared a 'can you believe this?' glance, and the heiress called for a time out.

Turles was upset that a break would occur right when he'd gotten a good grip on the Prince. His
tail swished angrily, but there was little he could do. Instead he turned his attention towards the
stall- The cause of said break.

It really was typical of Kakarot. It seemed no matter the situation, Kakarot always made things
more interesting, in one form or another.

Lately, he'd been noticing the other Saiyan a bit more than usual. He and Kakarot had been getting
along better since the whole bomb thing was cleared out, and Turles was now officially a pack
member. But these last days he'd started toying with the thought of maybe… There could be a
chance for more.

He'd always thought Raditz would be his only chance for a mate, but with the Frieza ordeal out of
the way, the fact that Kakarot had been the only one who'd cared for him during everything, a part
of him couldn't help but wonder if perhaps Kakarot would be open for more.

Granted, Turles himself was a sub too, most of the time, but Kakarot had Broly for filling the dom
role, and Turles could show Kakarot things Broly could never dream up.

Broly would've been a mate option too, his dick alone cemented that, but he was clearly too far
gone on Kakarot to want another mate at this stage.

The memory of their earlier fight, the feel and taste of the Earth raised Saiyan, and their chemistry.
It could work.

He licked his lips and looked in the direction of the noisy stall. Hell, with Raditz's brother
complex, odds were he'd be joining often too. A big bonus if one asked Turles.

His attention was caught by Vegeta leading Toma towards the chairs that sat next to the arena.

As soon as Vegeta sat the tanned Saiyan down on a random chair and positioned himself over
Toma's hardening cock, Dusty turned to her boss. "I'll be back in five." And left without another
word.

"That's a good idea, darling." Jean called out. "Bulma? I'm going to take Armando with me and
wait til they're… Finished. Woo! Is it getting hot in here…" Jean fanned himself before grabbing
his boyfriend's hand and leaving with the protesting latino.
"But I want to see!" Came Armando's objecting while being led away.

The door closed behind them, cutting off the protests.

Bulma just, craned her head back and sighed to the heavens. "Welp. I can't even say I'm that
surprised. Hopefully, Goku and Radi will be done so-"

As if someone had heard her thoughts, it was at that moment the poor stall lost the fight against
two muscular and very energetic Saiyans, resulting in her husband, and her best friend/pseudo
brother spilled out on the floor, moaning like whores.

The whole thing was finished off with the remains of the stall collapsing on itself and the horny
'stall-wrecker-duo'.

She glared at them with a deadpan expression, and just facepalmed.

The rest of the pack, having been interrupted by their fun, all came over to help get the debris off
the two Saiyans.

Bulma simply crossed her arms, and waited her turn until they'd dug out the two disruptive
warriors she'd been cursed with.

ONE measly photoshoot. Was that too much to ask?

Feeling her temper rise, she glared down at Goku and Raditz and decided that this would be a
costly lesson for both of them.
 A Second Chance

After Bulma's little lesson on Saiyan biology, and putting the stall back together, everyone went
back to their respective places and resumed the wrestling match.

"Alright, Vegeta, if you would come into de reeng, please?" Came Armando's exotically accented
voice.

Freshly changed again, Vegeta walked, no, strode towards the ring, determination written in every
line of his stocky body.

After the unforeseen break courtesy of Goku's hormones and Raditz's brother complex, everyone
had gathered in the makeshift photo studio again, ready to continue. And this time, Vegeta would
not accept any excuse for not setting things straight with Turles.

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. This wasn't just about winning this silly
wrestling thing. This was about honor and wiping that stupid, smug grin off the pirate's fucking
face. Vegeta had more than his share of reasons for wanting to go up against the space pirate. Not
only had Turles been chasing his mate's tail for years, and especially since arriving on Vampa.
Now it seemed he was developing an interest in his mate-to-be as well. Like a greedy cub who
wanted others' toys simply because they had them.

He might've forgiven Turles the Frieza ordeal, but he was not going to let the pirate just waltz in
and snatch up his pack member/future mate/friend without a fight.

Vegeta knew himself well enough to know he too was possessive (and jealous), for a Saiyan. But
he doubted any prince had ever had to deal with a mate-to-be like Kakarot.

If there was one thing he was glad about when it came to Kakarot and Broly mating, aside from
Broly being able to empathise with Goku about their non-Saiyan upbringing, it was that neither had
a deceptive bone in their body.

Broly said little, but always the truth. Kakarot rambled but rarely felt the need to hide himself.

Vegeta could count the number of times Kakarot had withheld information or hidden something,
on one hand, including calling Turles here to begin with, and keeping the Super Saiyan Three form
from him back then.

Saiyans usually didn't bother with hiding or secrets anyway. They disliked something or someone?
They argued, fought over it, or fucked it out. Either way, issue solved.
Another reason Vegeta had detested Frieza was that he had forced Vegeta to play the deceptive
game, going against his Saiyan nature, in the process, making Vegeta prone to hide his feelings,
something he was still suffering from, after all this time.

Turles, however, had always played that game, for as long as Vegeta had known him. He had
always been deceptive. Always keeping information hidden for his advantage. And Vegeta would
not stand for Turles taking advantage of Kakarot's naivety to score himself a spot as his mate.
Kakarot was just dumb and kind enough to the point were virtually anyone who knew how to play
their cards right, could get onto his good side and eventually mate with him. And Vegeta owed
Kakarot too much for that to happen. Call him dominating over what was Kakarot's choice, but
he'd take the ensuing fights with Kakarot if it kept him from ending up mated to someone who
used him.

With those thoughts in mind, Vegeta strutted to the oil casket and began re-lubricating himself.
Turles approached him but before he was five steps away, Vegeta growled and the pirate stopped
in his tracks.

The Prince took care of oiling every spot he saw as a potential grabbing point. Armando was about
to pipe up and remind Vegeta of the 'oiling the opponent' rule, but Bulma grabbed his shoulder and
simply shook her head when he looked back questioningly.

There was no way mere humans would be able to impose their will on the Saiyan Prince.

Vegeta finished himself off by working oil into his feathery soft hair and made his way to the
arena where Turles was patiently waiting for him.

"Ready to get your royal, petite ass handed to you?" Turles taunted.

Vegeta simply glared, less than amused by the pirate's antics.

Raditz and Bardock exchanged glances wordlessly. 'Uh-oh' was the message being conveyed.

Saiyans that were close together, had a mild, innate telepathic connection between them. Saiyans
that had trained to communicate telepathically, like a certain royal and pirate, had a more refined
telepathy between them and could practically hold conversations among them. It was rarely used,
but not foreign to Saiyans.

Toma also felt their worry. "I'm sure they'll keep this professional…"
Silence was the only response from the pack, all of them too familiar with Vegeta's temper and
Turles'... Free spirit.

Vegeta took a defensive stance, waiting for the dark skinned Saiyan to take the first step.

"Well! Aren't you the strategic one. Waiting to see what my offense will be?" Turles sassed.

"Ladies first." Vegeta talked back at Turles. Muscles rolling under the oiled skin, Vegeta started
circling the pirate like a large jungle cat, eyes never leaving his opponent.

Recognizing his own taunt from the first day he'd arrived on Vampa, Turles simply snorted and
tossed his hair.

"Alright then." Turles huffed.

He charged towards Vegeta, aiming for his hair with one hand and his kispet with the other. Vegeta
easily deflected the attack and shot his hand towards Turles' head, where it buried in his hair.
Vegeta just had to flex his arm to have Turles on the floor gasping in pain.

"Is that all you have, Turles? And here I thought you liked a little pain." Vegeta gripped the hair
tighter, making the renegade's face twist a bit.

The pirate's eyes widened and he scrambled away from the prince, sacrificing a few hair strands on
the way. Vegeta simply stood still, arm still reaching out, clasping air now.

Calm as could be, he simply smiled and waited for Turles' next move. Assured in his own strength,
a paragon of Saiyan royalness if one ever saw one. He curled his hand back up, and smugly made a
'come on then' motion.

Turles admitted, he'd been thrown for a loop. He expected Vegeta to be competitive, eager to get
back to the fight. Instead, the eye-of-the-storm calmness Vegeta was, was getting to Turles in a
way he only saw a certain reptilian foe do and other righteous Saiyans.

He hated that attitude. He'd had dealt with it his whole fucking life, from all those 'pure Saiyans' to
whom he had been beneath even the courtesy of being taken seriously as an opponent.
No more. This would happen no longer.

Turles screamed, his powerful voice resonated against the walls as he took off and aimed for the
Prince's face.

Vegeta waited, grabbed the incoming fist and used the momentum to toss Turles to the ground
instead. Taking advantage, he quickly reached down and grabbed Turles around the neck from
behind, much like what Turles had done with Kakarot. The memory of his future mate sharpened
Vegeta's determination and he held on, barely letting Turles breathe.

Vegeta then sent a telepathic message to his opponent. "Turles, be warned. Pack or not. If you
approach my future mate with anything but pure intentions, I will end you and bring you back
again. Unlike with Frieza, dying is no escape from me."

Turles, gasping for air, sent a mental reply back. "Fuck off! As if you'd ever let me anyway. You
hate me for being what I am. No matter what. You've never accepted me, and you never will!"

Turles used the nanosecond it took for Vegeta to process the reply to shimmer out of the grip,
using the slickness of the oil. He grabbed the Prince by that flame hair that represented everything
he would never be, and tossed Vegeta on his back.

Vegeta stopped himself from hitting the ground and jumped to an upward position. "Damn
straight." He growled as he charged towards the pirate.

"Damn, straight- what?" Jean asked Bulma.

"Shhhhh!" Came the whole pack, eyes never leaving the two Saiyans.

Turles charged at the same time as Vegeta and tackled him, thus sending both to the ground again
where they rolled around, trying to pin the other.

"Why can't you ever let me have anything good?! WHY?!" Turles yelled mentally.
"Because you cannot be trusted!! You always hide yourself, your intentions! Your goals! Even now
you hide your power!" Vegeta screamed back inside their heads, pushing up against the pirate,
fingers locked together, both straining to overpower the other.

"I HAD TO! Weaker clones could be used but strong ones got disposed of! And why should I
bother following the Saiyan rules?! I tried! I tried for so long, but it was never enough! If you
played the game but were kept from being able to win through no fault of your own, you'd stop
following the rules too!"

Turles and Vegeta glared at the other, mentally fighting as well as physically.

"Some rules are not made to be broken. All the temples you desecrate-"

"It was for a noble cause!" Turles did a backflip and stepped away from the angry Prince.

"You lose today, fake." Vegeta said in a whisper that only the Saiyans' superior hearing could
sense.

Turles' brain went blank. He had had to deal with that moniker his whole life, and now that there
were almost no Saiyans left, he didn't have to put up with it any more. He charged and began
fighting in earnest. Unfortunately, the Prince was far superior to him and his attacks fell on
emptiness. Vegeta dodged every time he tried grabbing him. Turles was ruthless however, and
continued to wrestle with the Prince as much as he could without going further beyond.

However, as with many mortals, Turles slipped, and that was enough for Vegeta to grab hold of
him and pin him down.

"I just want someone who cares! Most of the pack dislikes or hates me in some form or another,
including you. Kakarot's the only one who might…" His mental voice taking on a pleading vibe.

Vegeta glared down at him, eyes hard like steel. "I know, and that is why I am doing this."

Turles sneered up at the small royal, clawing at the hand forcing him down. "THIS IS NOT YOUR
CHOICE TO MAKE!" He screamed back mentally, fury etched into every word.
"I know." Came Vegeta's calm telepathic voice . "I know this is his and your choice. I know this is
wrong, that I am overstepping my boundaries. But I will still do it, for his sake. Tell me, Turles,
could you ever care about someone enough to damage how you are seen in their eyes, for their
sake?"

Turles face fell in surprise, a picture of Raditz flashed before his eyes.

His body went lax, lying there in the dirt, with no escape. Even in his head, Turles had to face the
facts. While he was fond of Kakarot, he loved someone else. Kakarot had simply seemed like his
best chance of acceptance, now that Raditz was double mated and everything.

"Are… You going to kill me?" Turles asked in their thoughts.

"Today? No. If you had persisted in forcing something with Kakarot, yes." Came Vegeta's calm
response.

Turles smiled sadly. "I surrender. Do what you must."

"Very well." Vegeta replied. "Breathe."

That was the only warning before the Prince shoved his right hand inside of Turles' kispet, and
using four ki coated fingers, he practically tore open Turles' ass.

Turles screamed from the mix of pleasure and pain. His body spasmed the best it could while on
the plastic grass, and being held down by the Prince.

Vegeta was relentless, cruel as it might seem. It'd ease things in the long run, setting the record
straight here and now, about not just strength, but also about how serious the matter was to Vegeta.

One finger slid under the inside of Turles' tail gland, and viciously worked it over, with just enough
force to be at the brink of agony, keeping the pirate from being able to topple over too soon.
Massaging both the gland and spreading his fingers inside Turles' spasming hole, it took only a
short time before Turles gave a high pitched noise of completion, body shaking as he was forced to
come by the Prince's fingers- thereby signaling the end of this round.
Vegeta leaned his head down closer to the pirate's, as he gingerly pulled out his bloodied fingers.

"You can not be trusted because you hide yourself. Change my mind." Was the short message.

A weak reply was all the pirate could offer. "…Will you let me?"

"Yes."

The Prince rose languidly. Dominance established, and another elephant driven from its corner
when it came to his pack.

Walking towards the edge of the ring, the Prince only glanced back when he sensed Kakarot move
inside the ring, and started to tend to Turles' lax form.

Their eyes briefly met, Goku's questioning but remaining silent, Vegeta's determined but calm.

The moment ended, and Vegeta continued out of the ring, the pack members at the edge parted
before him wordlessly.

Head held high, he moved towards the rest area, waiting for the next round.

He knew both Bulma and Kakarot would have opinions about how this round had turned out, but
Vegeta had no regrets. It might cause strife between him and his future mate, but this was the path
he'd chosen.

The words from that night when Kakarot had finally accepted to become his mate still rang clear in
his head. He would not have Kakarot once again feel like the 'consolation prize' in a relationship,
especially not in one as permanent as a Saiyan mating.

If Turles actually, genuinely started to care for Kakarot as a mate, he'd begrudgingly allow it. But
not like this. He would let time and the pirate himself decide on what happened next.

Vegeta was a Saiyan of his word. If Turles made an effort, stopped hiding, he would accept him as
a Saiyan. If not…
Well, he had warned him.
 How to Make a Prince Kneel
Chapter Notes

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"Bardock."

"Hmm- What?" The scarred Saiyan asked.

"Bardock." The Prince repeated. "I wish for a real challenge."

Goku pouted.

"Heh. Heheh. Are ya sure ya wanna go up against a master strategist?" Bardock said in a sly voice.

"Put your pants on and get oiled up." Vegeta growled.

"As you wish, Majesty~" Bardock sashayed his hips and tail on his way to the kispet rack and then
to the changing rooms.

When he came back, Vegeta had already applied more oil on his body and hair. Jean had given up
on enforcing the 'oil your opponent' rule at this stage and simply enjoyed the show.

After changing, Bardock strutted over to the oil barrel, nose wrinkling when he got closer to it. His
smirk turned into a frown, but he oiled himself up nonetheless. "Ready yer camera, boys. I'm about
to give ya a show." 'Unlike Vegeta' was left in the air.

And what a show he gave. By the end of it, the humans were feeling hot under the collar (except
Dusty), the Saiyans popped boners, and poor Toma had to be held back by Goku and Broly.

Turles sulked in a corner, now recovered after his and Vegeta's match. Call him childish but he'd
gotten a solid kick up the arse with a dose of reality and lost the round.

The mind numbing orgasm had been a very small silver lining. Although thinking back on Vegeta's
words… Had the Prince really given him a chance to prove himself worthy?
Much could be said about Vegeta, but he was the type who stuck to their word. Of course, he was
also the jealous type.

Turles snorted.

Honestly, Vegeta was likely the only Saiyan who'd have pulled this stunt for their future mate, not
even fully mated yet…

Suddenly, Turles sat upright as Vegeta's words came back to him. He'd called Kakarot his 'future
mate' not 'bonded mate'. Did that mean that-

Holy shit! Kakarot and Vegeta are going to become breeding mates as well?!

If that was the case, Kakarot must've finally come around. Now the four Saiyans; Raditz, Kakarot,
Broly, and Vegeta, and the human; Bulma, would be a circle of their own.

Turles slumped as he realized that his new window had been shut even as he'd hoped for a chance
with Kakarot. Unless… If Vegeta truly had meant what he said about giving him a chance.

Fuck it all to Hell. Kakarot and Broly's circle was one thing, but he wasn't particularly interested in
becoming part of the Prince's circle, regardless of Raditz.

He sighed. Well, it wasn't like the odds had been great of there not being overlap in the circles,
given the size of the pack. Still, he'd rather avoid being a part of the Prince's circle. Their
personalities would clash constantly.

The sound of clapping snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked up to see Bardock, clad in
those disgustingly tight leather pants, enter the arena.

Objectively speaking, he could admire Bardock's ass in them, though he'd bet his own looked even
better clad in those pants. No, it was the confidence the scarred Saiyan exuded that made him more
attractive than the pirate himself.

Despite sharing the same genome, there was always a certain vibe or aura that Turles had never
been able to replicate. Turles chalked it up to Bardock having had a loving circle and pack to build
up his self esteem. While Turles had built up his self esteem on his own and with the help of
Rocket, his pseudo-parent, even with all the love he'd gotten from this particular Saiyan, Turles
still felt unworthy. He didn't feel like a proper Saiyan, perhaps he never would.

He curled up a bit.

It seemed even the Goddess agreed as it felt like every door to a mate was being closed gradually
but surely in front of him.

Unknowing of the pirate's dilemma, the pack and humans watched as the match was about to start.

"Ready to fall down to yer knees, Majesty?" Bardock said through a toothy grin, bearing his fangs
at Vegeta.

The Prince only scoffed and smirked back. "Your overconfidence will be your downfall, heir of
cKelerias."

"Yer underestimation will be yers." Bardock said calmly as he charged towards the Prince.

Just as he reached Vegeta, Bardock blinked out of existence and reappeared behind him. Vegeta
was barely able to turn around and stop the elbow coming at his back.

"Hey, are they allowed to do that?" Dusty asked her boss.

"We never put a speed limit, hun. So it's too late now to set anyth- HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!"
Jean shouted as both Saiyans disappeared and only sounds could be heard around them.

"Vegeta!" Bulma tried reigning in her husband, but there was no way in Hell Vegeta would power
down and let Bardock have the upper hand.

"Vegeta! This is a photoshoot! We need to be able to get pictures!" Bulma yelled.

The Saiyans re-appeared just above the arena. They both fell to the fake grass, Bardock had
Vegeta's head gripped between his thighs, basically tea-bagging him, and Vegeta's crotch was at
his mercy.

"I SHALL BITE YOUR BALLS OFF IF YOU DARE!" Vegeta roared to the third class.

"Kakarot wouldn't appreciate ya castrating his carrier, Prince." Bardock slyly replied. He took his
time freeing Vegeta's cock out of the kispet while the Prince struggled to get free from the other
Saiyan.

"He will get over it!" Came Vegeta's snarled response.

Taking a chance and risking his jewels, Bardock bent down and ran his sinful tongue up Vegeta's
shaft.

"Armando… Armando, Armando, are you getting this?!" Jean snapped his fingers at his
cameraman.

"Yes, yes, I'm on eet." The latin man grabbed his camera and instructed Dusty to set the lights in a
better position.

"Ya better hurry taking as many pictures as ya can." Raditz commented. "Nobody lasts more than a
few seconds once 'Dock's mouth is on ya."

Toma meanwhile tore his eyes away and looked at Goku. "Cub, is 'fashion' another word for that
'porn'? It looks like some of the stuff on that 'teevee' thing."

Goku sweatdropped. "Usually no, I think it's just baba's influence."

Armando furiously snapped pictures of Bardock taking in the Prince's cock in such a lewd way.

Bulma's voice came from the edge of the ring. "I better get a copy of those, you hear me, Jean?!"

"Absolutely." Came Jean's mesmerized voice.

"NO!" Vegeta half-shouted, half-panted. He was humiliated enough being at the mercy of a lower
class Saiyan, not to mention having the humans record it. He was not about to give his wife more
spank material than she already had.

"Oh, Veggie. You just don't know how hot you look when you're overpowered and struggling to
get away." Bulma mumbled. "Wouldn't you agree, Son?"
"Huh- Wha?" Goku was in a trance, watching his bearer suck off his future mate.

"That'll be a 'yes'." Bulma smirked. "Honestly, I have my ideas about why you like to fight Vegeta
so much. I'd certainly be up for a match often if I got this view." She smirked like the Devil
himself.

The words finally registered in Goku's lust addled brain and he blushed furiously. "That- THAT
AIN'T IT, Bulma!" He waved his hands at her.

"WHY do I not feel convinced, Kakarot??!!" Came Vegeta's strained and angry voice.

Goku flinched and his tail hid between his legs.

Raditz laughed at his brother's predicament, watching him being scolded like a cub. Goku blushed
and gave him an elbow to the side.

With a small cough from the elbowing, Raditz turned his focus back on the enticing view of
Vegeta at the mercy of his center.

"Bardock!" Vegeta growled.

That was the older Saiyan's cue to up his game. From much, much, MUCH, practice, Bardock
coated his tongue and the inside of his mouth with ki and sucked hard on Vegeta's glans. The royal
couldn't hold back anymore and let go with a mighty roar.

Bardock was truly the god of blow jobs.

The crowd watched breathlessly as heavy swallows could be heard from Bardock gulping down
the fruits of his labour. The scarred Saiyan then opened his mouth and let the dick fall back down,
along with a small trail of semen dribbling from his tongue. Armando gulped and took a few more
pictures of Bardock's filthy display.

Sensing the audience, Bardock turned and gave Armando a clear view of his cum dripping tongue,
just because he could.
 "Get off me, whore…" Vegeta mumbled, defeated and utterly humiliated.

The tongue retracted into the expert mouth, before Bardock turned his attention back on Vegeta.
"Tch- Is that any way to show gratitude?" He smirked.

"I hate you." Came Vegeta's flat voice.

"I wouldn't have chosen me as an opponent either, Majesty." Bardock wiggled his ass against
Vegeta's face before letting go of the Prince's head and standing up. His eyes sought out his mate in
the crowd. Upon finding him, he let his gaze slide down leisurely before it landed on the huge tent
his mate was pitching.

Smirking and giving Toma a severe case of bedroom eyes, he stood still, waiting for a reaction.

Toma did not disappoint. Making a move as if to pounce on the scarred Saiyan, it was only Goku
and Broly's quick reflexes that stopped him. He thrashed in his cub and his cub's mate's grip,
cursing them for being much stronger.

"Hmm." Bardock hummed in appreciation, his smirk never leaving his face. "I know who I wanna
fight next… Toma!"

Chapter End Notes

Rocket is my friend Nywe's OC. You can learn more about him and Turles' life in 'A
Pirate's Tale'. It's not a bad read ^^;

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23264863/chapters/55712599
 Whore Down
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

"Toma!" Bardock announced his next opponent.

"YES!" The tanned latcher fist pumped in the air and shook off his cub and Broly's arms. He was
about to go get a fitting kispet when a flamboyant voice stopped him in his tracks.

"NO!" Came Jean's voice.

"No? What do you mean NO?!" Toma demanded.

"As much as I'd appreciate the show, and trust me, I would, I have another matchup that I think
would work better." Jean explained to the horny Saiyan.

Toma wanted to lose to his mate so badly, but Jean was the head honcho here. He pulled all the
shots.

Bardock pouted, but remained silent about the opponent change. For now. "Well, in that case, who
am I facing?" He drawled at the human.

Jean smiled wickedly, and turned around. "Turles, could you join us in the ring?"

The whole pack inhaled at the semi announcement. Even Turles was surprised Jean would suggest
this pairing.

Fighting Vegeta was one thing, but fighting Bardock? Turles had really wronged the scarred
Saiyan in the past, albeit not on purpose, and Bardock's hatred was very well justified, whereas
Vegeta's was just a whim. Granted, the human didn't know their backstory, but this was still… Not
a good idea.

"No. There is no way I'm wrestling with that fake!" The commander growled.
Turles sighed. There was that word again. A word he thought the others would've forgotten by
now. He was wrong. It seemed he'd never be free of that stigma.

"Bardock, stop being bitchy and get in the ring." Came Bulma's 'tired-of-this-BS' voice.

Making his way to the oil cask, Turles stopped a moment in front of Bardock and smirked
disdainfully at him. "Seems like you're never going to be free of me, Bardy."

Bardock replied through gritted teeth, "do not call me that."

"Want to oil me up?" Turles wiggled his tail in the air.

"Yer plenty 'slippery' already!" Came the growled reply.

"Bulma, tell them to oil each other up. I just can't deal with this no more." Jean said with an air of
exasperation.

With a sigh, Bulma turned and looked at the two lookalikes like a mother whose toddlers were
fighting over who got to play a videogame next. "Boys, stop this and just oil the other up before I
reduce your sweets allowance on board."

The scolded Saiyans gasped, outraged. Whether it was over the threat or the tone of voice was
anyone's guess, but a few snickers might've escaped some pack members.

Seizing the chance to annoy Bardock a bit, Turles ignored the urge to retaliate and instead turned
back towards the scarred Saiyan. With his oiled hands held up like a threatening offer, he added,
"well, Bardy, you heard her."

The older Saiyan's tail bristled. He was THIS close to ending the clone's existence. He sauntered
towards the pirate, a low growl rumbling deep inside his chest. One of his hands shot out and
grabbed Turles by the scruff, making the dark skinned warrior yelp. Getting dangerously close to
the pirate's ear, Bardock whispered, emphasizing each word, "do. Not. Call. Me. By. That. Name."
He released Turles and dipped his hands in the oil, immediately beginning to coat his clone with it.
"And do it slowly this time! We missed out last round." Came Jean's command. Vegeta snorted.

Bardock snarled, but forced himself to move slowly over the clone's skin.

"No need to be so grumpy, Bardy. Enjoy it, call it vanity if it makes you feel better." Turles said in
a smug voice.

Bardock was steaming at this point, straining to keep moving slow and not just socking the pirate
one in the jaw.

"OUCH." Turles exclaimed in surprise from having a nipple pinched HARD.

"Oops, sorry 'bout that." Came Bardock's clearly-not-sorry reply.

"No need, I liked it. Do it again~" Turles smirked.

"In that case, ya can forget about it."

"Bardock, play with him, pumpkin!" Jean ordered the scarred Saiyan.

"Wha..." Bardock hesitated. Clearly, Jean had forgotten just how deadly Saiyans were.

"It's fine, I'm oiled up now. My turn!" Said Turles, and before Bardock had a chance to react,
slippery hands were moving over his body, Turles pressed close against him.

The pirate pulled their pelvises together with his tail, while his hands sensually slid over Bardock's
muscular back.

"What's wrong, Bardy? Too much for you?" He whispered in his ear.
"I fucking hate ya. So much." Bardock said in a strained voice.

"Maybe, but you still want to fuck me. I don't mind a little hate sex. Remember those times back on
Vegetasei?"

"They haunt me." Bardock replied starkly.

"And why is that?" Turles' hands slid down the scarred Saiyan's arms, working the warm oil into
the skin.

"I curse my sharp memory every time I remember the first time I allowed ya into my nest."

"Oh, just blame the alcohol and my irresistible charm, or blame the 'home-turf-advantage'." Turles
responded. "Blame everything else but you actually being attracted to me. We both know the truth.
You always did protest just a bit too much to my presence."

"I'm not-" Bardock was cut off with a gasp. Turles' hand had slid down and was now cupping his
lookalike's dick.

"Hmmm, I suppose this is a coincidence then?" Came Turles' tempting voice in Bardock's ear,
while the dark Saiyan fondled his semi hard on.

With a snarl, Bardock tore himself away from his clone's embrace. "I'm oiled now. Let's go!"

The pirate shrugged, with an easy grin on his face. "Whatever you say, Bardy~"

"Armando, cupcake! Camera at the ready! Dusty-buns! Make sure the light is hitting them at the
right angle." Jean only hoped Bardock would cooperate with the photo shoot and remember why
they were doing this. The tension between those two Saiyans was greater than with any of the other
pairings.

"Ready?! BEGIN!"
As soon as the fashion-designer-turned-porn-director gave them the green light, Bardock rammed
Turles against the far wall of the arena, leaving a dent on Bulma's ship.

"HEY! Watch my cruise!" Bulma said, irritated.

"Ye-hes, Bardy. At least wait- Till after the round to get rough-" Came Turles' wheezing voice.

"Shut up!" Bardock punched Turles square in the mouth, splitting his lower lip.

"GUYS! THIS IS NOT A REAL FIGHT!" Bulma yelled at them. "This is a wrestling match! For
fuck's sake, get a hold of yourselves, or so help me!"

"…FINE!" Bardock snarled. He tossed the pirate back into the center of the ring.

Turles landed with a 'OMPF' on the fake grass, skidding a little.

Bardock pounced 'jungle-cat-style' before his opponent had a chance to get up.

Turles tried to get the other Saiyan off, but Bardock was physically much stronger than he was.

Somebody has been training. Well, if you can't beat 'em, trick 'em. Thought Turles.

He pushed himself against Bardock's straining body, aggression written in every line of it. "Are you
planning on sucking me off, Bardy? Hmm? Are you going to make me lose to your delectable
mouth? We both know you're a one trick show. So I don't blame you if you choose that."

"I don't need my mouth on yer dick to get ya off, fake!"

Turles leaned his face up, bearing his fangs, until their faces were an inch apart. "Prove it! First
one to come loses!"
"I'll show ya who the real whore is, clone." Bardock growled.

Both threw themselves into their task with abandon. They rubbed, caressed and nibbled every
sensitive spot the other had, or they shared. They grappled, fondled, and rolled around trying to pin
the other. Tails swooshed and bared fangs gleamed as they fought for the upper hand.

The whole pack fidgeted on the spot, all of them sporting growing erections in response to the sight
of the two almost identical Saiyans erotically fighting.

At one point, Broly simply gave up hiding his bodily response to his mate's lookalikes and just
plucked up Goku and carried him to the sex area.

No one noticed… Well, Vegeta did, for obvious reasons.

Toma was the most distracted out of the bunch. He knew his mate would kill him afterwards, but
this was a wet dream come true. Seeing Bardock and Turles frotting against one another had been
one of his early fantasies. There was just something about having two similar looking Saiyans do
each other.

Armando had gone through four packs of film since the beginning of the wrestling matches and the
camera was still clicking away, a hundred miles per hour.

Turles had managed to throw Bardock off him, making the other land on his back. Quick as a
whip, he slotted his own legs between Bardock's, in a scissoring position, and grabbed one of
Bardock's legs to keep him from escaping.

"Final round, you ready, Bardy?" Turles asking slightly out of breath.

"Bring it, bitch!" Came the furious reply, and Turles laughed, delighted.

Before Bardock could throw Turles off, Armando shouted, "HOLD DAT POSE!"

"SHIT!" Bardock cussed. He was at Turles' mercy in this position. He knew the pirate could
outlast him, they've been in similar positions before.
Bardock had always focused on getting off by sucking others off or simply getting fucked. Turles,
however, was used to having to go without coming for longer periods during bdsm playing. It had
trained him to have a longer endurance than Bardock. Turles mentally thanked Nappa for all those
orgasm denial sessions.

The commander glared at his clone who clearly realized this, eyes shining with glee over his
eminent victory.

Without changing their positions, Turles started slowly rubbing his groin against Bardock's. The
scarred Saiyan tried to shimmy away but Armando stopped him.

"I need you where you were, Bardock. Get closer to Turles." He instructed. "Dusty, de lights." He
pointed to the place where the lights should go and his assistant moved the stands accordingly.

"Don't take forever this time like ya did with my cub!" Bardock barked to the human.

"Just enjoy your defeat, Bardy. You'll get another chance to win later, if you want~" Turles said in
a sultry voice as he continued kneading their crotches together.

Bardock was starting to embrace his loss as his clone rubbed deliciously against him. All the
'foreplay' had Bardock already pent up and ready to give into pleasure. These strange Earthian
pants were unbearably tight right now.

The air was thick with sexual tension and lust as the whole pack, minus Broly and Goku, tried their
best to not give in and head for the sex area, eager to see this through to the end.

It all became too much for Toma when Bardock started letting out soft moans and gasps. He took
himself out of his swimming trunks and started stroking his boner.

Bardock caught the movement from the corner of his eye and now, head turned towards his mate,
had a prime view of Toma masturbating to him. The thought was pretty much arousing, and not
helping Bardock with his self control.

"Armandooooo!" Bardock whined.

"Not yet, Bardock, de lighting is steell not right." The latino man spoke while snapping pictures
from every angle, trying to find the right one.

"I can't…"

"You can't hold on much longer, Bardy? Just let go. Enjoy the feeling. I bet Toma is just staving
off his own orgasm to come after you do. You don't want to leave him waiting, do you?" Turles
spoke seductively. "Everyone wants to see you come undone because of me. Give the pack what
they want."

Bardock whimpered as he saw a drop of precum dripping from the tip of Toma's cock to the floor.

"It's just a game. It doesn't matter if you lose." Turles continued his onslaught of words.

"If that were true -haaaa- ya wouldn't be so smug -ah!"

Turles grinned and ground his hips harder into Bardock's, making the scarred Saiyan throw his
head back. "Well… I suppose I did get a portion of your sadistic nature, Bardock. You really don't
have anyone else to blame but yourself in that case."

"Shut up and finish this, fake!" Came Bardock's panting voice.

"You know, it says a lot that the only real thing you still have to throw at me, is my origin. Stop
forcing yourself to hate me. It's getting old. You know I wasn't the one who wronged you. Frieza
was. You just never got the chance to settle the score. None of us did."

Before Bardock had a chance to process that message, Turles ground down harder and spoke to the
cameraman. "How about we wrap this up? Armando, how are the lights?"

"Much better! Now I just need de perfect expression on your faces. Come on, guys, make love to
de camera." Armando said in a passionate tone.

"Come now, Bardy, we need to look our best. Be a right embarrassment if I looked prettier in the
picture than you, right?"
 Bardock was about to snap back when Turles changed the angle just a fraction, and that was
enough to trigger an orgasm from the commander.

His body locked up as he was finally allowed to come, uncaring about the sound of the camera
shutter, or Turles groaning, or the loud moan implying Toma finally giving in and coming
alongside him.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/58750798

 The Grand Finale I
Chapter Notes

The final part of the wrestling scene! [About time too XD]
What will the Saiyans get up to next on Bulma's cruise?

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"You're next, Son!" Bulma shouted way too eagerly.

Goku tensed and rushed out of the stall, pants bearly covering his hard on. "I'm- Wha?"

"Get oiled up, kiddo. This will be the last fight!"

"Okay, but who-"

"You'll see." Came her far too sweet voice.

Goku huffed but accepted his fate. He stood there a little too long for Bulma's liking and she called
him again.

"Hang on, Bulma! I need t' wait till it goes down. Otherwise these pants are too tight!"

"Just think about Master Roshi, that should do it." Was her 'helpful' advice.

Goku groaned in a bad way. "Yep. That did it." He felt himself deflate and all the thoughts, and
smells, and sounds coming from the sex stall could not bring him back up.

He swore he heard a gagging noise somewhere too, but focused on getting ready now that the
'problem' was shrinking.

Over in the corner, Vegeta took a few deep breaths and mentally cursed his wife, looking a bit
green around the gills.
Goku managed to fasten the kispet at long last, and moved closer to the oil barrel, before he
realised he was missing something- His opponent.

"So who am I fightin'? 'Geeta?"

Said Prince perked up at the prospect of fighting his long time, eternal rival.

"Ohh, you're going to love this, Son. You get to fight none other than… Broly."

Suddenly, the sounds coming from the stall stopped. The humans went quiet as well from the sheer
temperature drop in the room. One could almost hear crickets chirp.

Bardock and Toma practically knocked down the screen, rushing out to see if Bulma really meant
it.

"HEY! Get back in here!" A miffed voice came from inside the stall, and Broly's huge form joined
the other two at the entrance.

"Really? Me?" He said with hope lacing his tone. Broly had honestly thought that he wasn't going
to participate, seeing that he couldn't yet control himself if he got too invested in a fight. His
emotions ran raw at times and Broly understood how he could be a danger to everyone around him.
Last thing he wanted was to hurt his pack and friends.

Bulma smiled at him and ignored the choking noises of the two human males who'd managed to
get a glimpse of Broly in 'full mode'.

"Ay, dios mio!" Came Armando's strangled voice, before he looked over at Goku in pure
admiration. "How do you manage to get… DAT inside you?!" Raditz was big, sure. Maybe even
the same length. But Broly- Broly was massive.

Bulma laughed as Goku, beet red, sputtered over having this conversation yet AGAIN on this
cruise.

"It's a Saiyan thing, you saw how much food they can pack! Just go with it." Bulma tried to
explain.
She then turned back towards the other star of the show. "Indeed, Broly. But you need to pack that-
" She gestured towards his dick, "-away first."

Hearing this, Armando quickly whipped out his camera and snapped a few pictures of Broly's
'equipment'. He turned towards Jean. "I'll give you de most amazing sex if you let me hang dis over
our bed."

Jean looked at him and said in full seriousness. "Sugarpie, I fucking love you!"

Dusty just rolled her eyes. Honestly, what did people see in dicks?

"Here, lemme help ya out." Said Bardock before kneeling down and going to town.

A few seconds later and Broly came thanks to Bardock's expertise.

Jean leaned in and whispered in Bulma's ear, "do you think this Bardock fellow is open to a little
fun with humans again?"

"That was a one time thing only, so thanks but no thanks." Came Bardock's voice from where he
was kneeling, still licking his lips and savoring his favorite flavor in the universe.

Jean was told by Bulma that Saiyans have disgustingly keen hearing, but he didn't know just how
keen it was. So he was surprised when Bardock himself answered the question.

A particularly annoyed and naked Turles emerged from the stall. He glared at Bulma and then
Bardock. "You guys stole my dicking!"

"Should've hurried up then. I warned Goku to keep things short. Did you think it didn't count for
you?" Said Bulma, uncaring.

Turles took several strained breaths, trying to contain himself from doing what Saiyans did best and
not blasting the human's head right off her shoulders. He just made nice with Vegeta- Sort of. He
didn't want to be again on the Prince's blacklist so soon.

Instead, the Saiyan version of a drama queen tossed his head back and made his way to the chairs.

Broly, now calm again from his sex high, but nervous about the wrestling match, started getting
ready for his turn. He really hoped everything would go well.

Adorned in the kispet (and hadn't THAT been a tight maneuver), he stepped over to where his mate
waited by the oil barrel.

"Turn around." Goku said softly as he dipped his hands in the strong smelling oil.

Broly did as told and closed his eyes as he felt Kakarot's smaller, warmer hands on his muscles. He
felt like his heart was in his throat. What if it went wrong, what if he lost himself and hurt his mate
AGAIN, what if Kakarot finally decided enough was enough and-

"Shhhhhh, calm down. I can feel how tense ya are. I can handle ya, ya know this, and I'll get ya out
before anythin' happens. Trust me."

Broly's eyes opened and he processed his mate's words. His strong mate. Vegeta was strong too. If
anything went wrong, the Prince could stop him like he did at the tournament. And if worse came
to worst, Kakarot or Vegeta could take him back to Vampa.

Hands grabbed his shoulders and slowly turned him around. Broly looked at his mate smiling at
him, and couldn't help a smile of his own.

Goku gently tipped Broly down and pressed their lips together. "Yer fine, Broly. I trust ya. And I
trust myself."

Broly wished he had Kakarot's confidence. Still doubting, he just nodded and let his mate oil him
more.

"This is sweet and all, but we need ACTION, loverboys." Jean told the two Saiyans.

"Yeah, yeah." Goku waved off the designer and turned to his mate, "Broly, would ya do me?"
Reverently, the tall Saiyan started oiling up his mate and it took everything to keep himself from
stretching the weird pants he was wearing. How did Bulma even manage to make pants big enough
for him but still as tight as his old purple ones? His purple pants were at least very stretchy.

"Hey, focus on me." Goku noticed Broly's mind was elsewhere. "Dun miss any spots."

"Sorry. I'm just nervous." Came Broly's soft reply.

Goku raised his eyebrow and turned around to let Broly oil his back. "Take it easy, this is just
wrestlin'. No ki or anythin'. Ya won't lose control."

"Passion, sugar peas! Give me more passion!" Jean was about to pull his hair out.

Goku chuckled at the odd human. "Calm down, I know ya wanna see this, but ya dun want Broly
stressed. Trust me."

Jean was about to say something, when Bulma's hand grabbed his shoulder. She made a back-and-
forth-motion over her throat that clearly signaled 'STFU'. He looked back at the pack and all of
them nodded, synchronized. Sweat dropping, he let the matter go and signalled Armando to take
pictures anyways.

Goku leaned into Broly's hands, pressing himself up against him. "See, it's just touchin' the other
and rollin' around, eventually. Not that different from sex really. That's all it is." Goku touched
Broly's nose with the tip of his tail to help calm him, like he had seen the others do many times.

Broly's mind started focusing less on what might happen and instead focused on the feel of
Kakarot's smooth oiled skin, warm under his hands, and gradually, he felt his anxiety melt away.

Goku could feel the change in their small bond, and when he deemed both of them slick enough, he
took Broly by his hands and led them towards the middle of the ring.

The Saiyans were tense with anticipation as they saw both opponents get into position. Now
everyone waited on Jean's green light.

"Dusty. Give us a nice beat." Jean snapped his fingers in the air and looked at Bulma.

The music started up again, having been halted during the break, and Bulma winked at Jean.
"START THE MATCH!" Jean shouted and Goku and Broly charged towards each other.
 Both Saiyans grappled with each other, Broly not having much experience in wrestling and Goku
knowing a variety of fighting moves to get your opponent down. This meant Goku was the first to
succeed in tossing the other. Granted, Broly holding back a bit did help. If this was a match where
ki could be used, Goku was sure Broly would have the upper hand.

"Come on, Broly. Ya gotta put some effort inta this."

Broly growled and got up. He tried using the same move Goku had used, but the clever Saiyan just
dodged his hands. Broly semi chased him around the ring but Goku kept dodging and jumping over
him to escape, and whenever Broly did get a hold of him, the oil would make it almost impossible
to secure the hold. Broly had to use another strategy.

Chapter End Notes

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 The Grand Finale II
Chapter Notes

WARNING. Incestuous desires. If you squint you won't see it.

Also, this is the position Broly has Goku in at one point.

https://snipboard.io/TfgdFH.jpg

To give you a better idea ^^

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Broly started taking close notice of how his mate moved, if he timed it right, then…

AHA!

Just as Goku was trying to leap over him again, he managed to grab a hold of the pants, and pull
him down.

Before Goku had the chance to escape again, Broly lifted Goku's whole body up, using his grip on
the pants leg, and slid the other hand deep inside the backside of Goku's pants.

Now dangling from Broly's hand, head down, legs up, and with Broly's large hand stretching the
kispet obscenely, Goku was unable to escape. The grip was like steel around his shin and the other
hand was going right for- Ohhhh.

Goku gave a loud moan and the camera clicks increased by the thousands.

Broly kneeled down, keeping Goku in this fixed position. Goku tried to grab a hold around Broly's
thigh, but the oil on Broly's pants, and the large fingers deep inside him made it hard. Not to
mention the oil on his own fingers.

His fingers fumbled to get a grip in vain, as Broly effortlessly kept him suspended in mid air while
seemingly trying to press his whole hand inside Goku's body. The blood rushed to his head, sweat
and oil ran down his body, and he could feel himself getting wetter and wetter around his mate's
now slick(er) fingers.

Goku was not the only one with difficulties, however. Broly felt himself slipping, slowly but
surely. The scent of his mate, the chase and feel of him under his fingers, the oiling up, all those
things had been small punches to the glass wall that was Broly's self control.

Just then Bulma's voice sounded over the music. "Come on, boys, finish this!"

The word reminded Broly about how to win. He had to make Kakarot come. He was good at that.

In a daze, he threw Kakarot down on the floor of the ring, kneeled down behind him, and before
Goku could escape again, he ripped off the backside of Goku's kispet.

Goku realized what was going to happen the same second he felt the cooler air on his newly
exposed skin, and Broly's large hands settle on his hips.

He tried to stop it.

"Broly, no! Wait-"

He felt the heat at his entrance as he saw Broly's eyes; pupils shrunken down and fangs bared.

"Arghhhnnnnggg~" Goku's head fell forward as Broly slammed inside him.

Broly's large form pressed him down into the messy floor of the ring, and he was left with only
being able to tear the fake grass carpet with his fingers.

Jean turned to Bulma, "is he allowed to do that, sugarcube? We never said anything about having
proper sex."

Bulma shrugged, "we never said anything about NOT having sex, and it's too late now. There's not
a force in this universe to take Broly away from his prize."

"Well then. Armando, dear, are you getting this?" Jean called out to the cameraman.

"Not as good as Goku is, but yes. I'm getting every second of dis." Armando commented.
"Ah, ah, arrghh! Broly, why- Stop! Not again." Came Goku's panting voice.

"Lucky bitch." Turles muttered from the chair he was sitting on.

Goku tried in vain to push himself up, but his muscles felt like jelly and Broly's powerful hand
firmly grabbing the nape of his neck kept him pushed down against the grass.

"Looking good, cub!" Came Bardock's encouraging voice from outside the ring.

Goku could only side-glare at his carrier while getting pounded from behind.

"Just enjoy it, Kakarot." Vegeta said in a snide manner.

Something resembling a question surfaced in Goku's mind.

"And before you ask, Kakarot, no, I shall not intervene until he actually becomes dangerous. I can
tell you are enjoying this."

Goku flushed even harder from shame and excitement. He was now used to having sex in front of
the pack, but having sex in front of the humans… It just felt- Dirty.

Broly's grip loosened, but only so that he could lean down and drape himself fully over Goku,
opting for gripping his neck with his teeth instead.

Goku felt his whole body shiver at the pleasant, slightly painful sensation of his mate's teeth on the
nape of his neck.

The movement freed up the view from behind and Armando moved behind them to fully make use
of this.

Goku could feel the gaze on where he and Broly were joined, and it made his entire body tingle.
He felt so, so dirty.
"Ooh, you are really enjoying this now, are you not, Kakarot?" Vegeta smugly said.

Goku grit his teeth as he felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm, against his will. His tail
frizzed up and swayed next to him, while Broly's was tense in an elegant arch.

Broly's pace increased and Goku's body went limp under him, finally submitting to this happening
and his enjoyment of it.

"Oh, gods- I'm gonna come!" Goku wailed against the fake grass.

Raditz felt a tremor run down his spine towards the tip of his tail, and averted his gaze.

Vegeta could feel his bonded mate's pleasure and he pressed his legs together, rubbing them,
clearly in need of relief but unwilling to miss the show. The others were also feeling tight in their
kispets, watching as Broly dominated his mate.

Goku keened loudly, and his unseeing eyes focused on the pack, giving them a prime view of how
much this was affecting him.

Broly's large undulating body moved even faster, chasing both their pleasure. With a loud snarl, he
fell over the edge, and with the now stronger bite on his mate's neck, he dragged Goku down with
him.

Both bodies locked up and they moaned loudly as they slightly shook from pleasure.

Broly's thighs and tail twitched with every spurt of cum he planted inside, just as Goku's inner
muscles clenched up from every throb he felt coming from Broly's shaft.

The whole experience was made even more intense from the observers Goku registered in the back
of his head and the grunts above him that accompanied every burst of heat inside.

Someone was watching this, seeing him like this.

His whole body tingled again from the knowledge that everyone witnessed how much he belonged
to Broly, how filthy he really was, and them seeing him being claimed like this.
His eyes found Vegeta's in the small crowd. He knew that Vegeta knew this for certain now, and
the Prince- His mate to be, simply stared back hungrily.

His body started to unwind and he let himself lie there under Broly. The damage was done, and he
felt strangely calm, having finally gotten this out in the open; Goku enjoyed being watched.

Broly's body felt heavier as he too came down and started kissing Goku's neck. Goku sighed in
pleasure and contentment. His body was so calm it seemed that it had sped up something.

Suddenly, his body spasmed slightly as his cervix released Broly's length still inside him. His eyes
grew wide and his mouth opened in surprise. This had been the shortest time he had remained
locked with anyone.

With one last kiss to his neck, Broly started removing himself before, with a dual sigh from both,
he pulled out completely and stepped to the side.

Something nagged in Goku's mind though. Wait- Armando. Was he still-?

Goku turned his head and found Armando still crouched behind them with the camera. Ohh, gods.
He'd seen Broly pull out, he-

His breeder clenched down involuntarily from shame and excitement, making semen pour out and
drip down his balls and onto the floor. Goku's eyes closed as he felt the cum drip out, with little
sign of slowing down.

"Goku, don't you dare move!" Came Bulma's voice.

Frozen from his realisation, not wanting to cause more cum to dribble out, and from his own
mortification, Goku held still.

It was one thing to let go during sex, but now the embarrassment came back full force and Goku
started feeling sick to his stomach.

"Relax, Kakarot. You shall get there eventually." Vegeta said in a strained voice, before he
grabbed Raditz's hand and dragged him towards the stall, the rest of the pack following suit.

Goku watched them go and looked over at Broly, who smiled at him, happy over not ruining things
and not at all bothered by having had everyone see him having sex on the floor with his mate.
Slowly, Goku smiled back. Yeah, this was how Saiyans were.

Rome wasn't built in one day.

One day, he'd get there.

With that thought giving him strength, he pushed out the last bit of cum and rose up to kiss Broly.

"Armando, if I don't get a copy-" Bulma began.

"Ohh, no! You get one of course. Don't worry. We can't use most of dis anyway for de peectures."
He said, shrugging. With a smile, he grabbed Jean hard and pulled him towards the door.

"See you later, Bulma-dear!" Jean called out. And with that they were gone.

"I better get all the equipment packed." Dusty said, and made herself busy with the wrap up.

Bulma took a deep breath. The wrestling show was finally over, and they could all move on to the
next activity.

Shifting in her position a bit at the sounds coming from the sex stall, Bulma cleared her throat and
delivered the final commands. "Okay then. Guys, if you can listen for a second, we're done for
today. Head back to your room when you're done. Leave the kispets- Or what's left of them here,
each one of you guys grab one of the robes we brought for you, take a shower, get all that oil off,
and then we can head out for dinner, okay? I'll call the restaurant in advance. Gods know they need
a heads up."

'Okays' and 'thank yous' came from the stall.

Bulma left towards the exit, but before closing the door behind her, she turned to say one last thing.
"And Vegeta, Raditz? You two better sleep in our room tonight, capisce? I need some dick too!"
 "Will do." "Of course, woman." They replied, slightly out of breath.

Bulma turned around and exhaled deeply.

That had been an interesting photo session, that was for sure. Hopefully, they could salvage enough
pictures to make a decent portfolio for the pack.

If not… She'd drag them down here again by their tails.

Chapter End Notes

Omake

It had been a long ass day but finally Bulma and the pack got a chance to rest up at the
pool after a huge meal.

Turles had settled next to her on the lounging benches, both sipping fruity drinks.

"I must say, I wish I'd known about Raditz liking that sooner."

Bulma turned to look at the dark skinned Saiyan. "You mean that he likes his hair
getting pulled? It's actually kinda funny, 'Geeta loves that too. I even got a t-shirt for
him. It's hot pink and on the back it says: pull my-"

"WOMAN!" Came an angry royal roar.

Bulma lowered her sunglasses to look at the Prince directly. "What."

"Don't tell… HIM about that!" Vegeta was trying to be nicer and avoid certain 'names'
after his and Turles' talk. 'Trying' being the key word.

Bulma simply looked over her fancy sunglasses. "Do you mean the hair pulling kink
or that shirt I know you still have?"
Turles choked on his drink.
 Time Out
Chapter Notes

Warning! There are some incest implications at the very end, but if you squint you
won't see them.

The pack eventually finished their last sex session in this particular part of the cruise, and following
Bulma's instructions, they all put robes on (Broly's robe tore a bit at the seams due to his
prodigious biceps), gathered their swimsuits, and headed towards the nest.

Goku was walking aimlessly after the pack members, he still couldn't believe that he'd actually
done THAT in front of humans, and gotten filmed doing it to boot.

Vegeta felt his future mate's anguish and let the others go ahead of him. Without saying a word, the
Prince's tail curled around Goku's and held it securely. It helped calm the Earth Saiyan down, but
he was still tense.

"Relax, Kakarot. Thousands of humans do that everyday. Do not sweat it. I am sure Bulma will ask
them not to spread it around, even if only to maintain her models' image."

"It ain't so much that it happened, it's more with it bein' filmed- If any of my friends saw it, not just
the Z-warriors but also the friends I've made along my travels… Humans dun see it like Saiyans
do. And the thought of them- Seein' me like THAT…"

"Do you honestly think Bulma would put your sparkling reputation at risk like that?"

"No, I don't. But livin' here on Earth, and watchin' the news, ya always see photos and such being,
um… 'Leaked' I think it's called."

"Hmph. Bulma would never allow that. And she chooses her friends wisely. Her human friends
from the photo shoot can be trusted if she trusts them." Vegeta tightened his tail a fraction.
"Besides, she can hack into and remove any videos or pictures that might get leaked. So relax,
alright?"

Suddenly Goku stopped in his tracks, face pale ashen.

Vegeta felt the ball of ice in Goku's stomach. "What? Tell me!"

"What if… Chichi sees it?!"

Vegeta's first instinct was to bend over laughing at that mental image. A snort escaped him before
he caught it. "It will serve that harpy right."

"DUN LAUGH! If she sees it, she might keep me from Goten!"

Vegeta stopped in his tracks. He felt Goku's terror at the mere thought. He had heard stories of
partners taking the children away if ever they found a reason to do so, and the justice court on this
planet would back her up. Human children, that was. And Kakarot was a Saiyan.

"She cannot. Fact is, no one can keep you from him unless you let them. Tell me, Kakarot, if it had
been someone else, a human who had done what you did, would you think it fair for them to not
see their cubs again?"

Goku looked confused. "Well, no. There ain't any harm, so why-"

Vegeta interrupted, "and do you think less of those humans who do this for a living?"

"No! Never! Why would I?"

Vegeta looked him right in the eyes. "Then you should not feel guilty about what you did, nor bad
about seeing your cub even if she gets mad."

Goku deflated. "But I dun want him seein' Chichi and me angry at each other. That's one of the
reasons why we didn't stay together."

"Your cubs-" Vegeta took a deep breath, "are not stupid, Kakarot. They will understand. Gohan is
on our side, and when Goten is old enough, he will see reason. Also, from a human point of view,
you have done far worse with the whole bonding and mating thing. Getting fucked on camera pales
in comparison to that."

Goku looked at him aghast. "But- But that was natural for us- He chose it. I'd never have-"

"I know, Kakarot, but as you said: it is natural. And so is sex. Now stop worrying over this and let
us head to the nest and shower. I tire of this sickening smell."

Goku sniffed his arm and cringed at the oil still on his skin.

The rest of the journey was silent, except for the occasional bickering between Turles and Bardock.

They arrived at the doors to the suite, but before Vegeta could reach up and push the doors open,
Goku grabbed his hand.

"Hey, Vegeta. I just- Thank you. For all this and for bein' so patient with me." He said.

The Saiyan Prince stood still for a moment, staring at his long time rival and friend, and future
mate. He suddenly blushed and looked away. "Idiot."

Goku chuckled at Vegeta's term of endearment and followed in.

"DIBS!" Raditz screamed that word he had learned as he entered the room, making a dash for the
bathroom, robe promptly discarded and shed to the floor.

"Oh, no ya don't!" Bardock yanked Raditz back by the hair. "I have seniority points over all of ya.
I'm going in first!"

Goku chuckled at the sight of his circle acting like teenagers.

Vegeta stepped up. "I am the Prince! My rights trump all of yours!"
"Whatever, Prince Tsundere." Came Bardock's snide remark.

"Stop calling me that! You do not even know what it means!" Vegeta yelled.

"It makes ya angry. That's enough reason for me to use it." Bardock smirked.

"Why you-" Vegeta stepped closer to the scarred warrior. Both of them stared the other down.

"Girls, girls! How about we do the 'flip a coin' thing?" Turles suggested.

"NO!" Bardock and Vegeta shouted.

"I think that's a good idea." Toma interjected.

"SHUT UP, TOMA." Bardock and the Prince yelled at the pacifist Saiyan.

"Umm, guys?" Goku said in a shy voice.

"WHAT?" Vegeta and Bardock rounded on him, their attention now directed towards Goku.

"I think Raditz beat ya to it." He pointed at the door to the bathroom, the running shower could be
heard from inside it.

Everyone turned and looked at where Goku was pointing at.

Vegeta's hackles rose. "SON OF CATCHER!"

"HEY!" Bardock said, offended.

"Oh, shut up, you know what I mean!" Was tossed in Bardock's direction before Vegeta stomped
over to the bathroom door. "Raditz! You have two more counts before I come in!"

"WHAT?! NO! DO YA REALIZE HOW MUCH HAIR I HAVE?!" Came Raditz's panicked voice
though the door.

Vegeta growled, "less than two counts."

Raditz's scream rang against the shower walls and he hurried getting as much of the oil off him as
he could.

"'Geeta," Goku began, "dontcha think yer bein' too… Unreasonable?"

"Do not 'Geeta' me, Kakarot. He cheated!" Was Vegeta's sour response.

"Were there ever any rules about-"

"That is not the point!" Vegeta's tail lashed out in anger.

Goku slowly backed away. His brother was on his own. There was no arguing with Vegeta when
he got like this.

Personally, Goku knew that Vegeta mentally needed to even out his mean/nice balance from before
they entered the suite, so he left him to it, mentally apologizing to his brother.

Vegeta huffed and crossed his arms, standing against the bathroom door and calculating how much
time Raditz had left.

"You stare anymore and that floor spot is going to catch on fire." Came Turles' very unwanted
snide commentary.

"Shut up, Turles. Are you not late for being chained up somewhere?"
"I'm on holiday." Was the cheery response that grated on Vegeta's nerves.

The royal was about to reply with an equally snide comment when the door suddenly tore open and
Vegeta promptly lost his balance, almost falling flat on his ass. He was about to yell when he lost
the ability to speak at the sight of his naked and wet mate.

"There! It's free now! Happy?!" Said Raditz before he headed towards the nest, looking like a
drowned cat, dripping everywhere.

Vegeta shamelessly ogled Raditz's wet and taut muscles as he walked away. "Yes, I am."

Vegeta was so focused on Raditz that he didn't notice Bardock making his way into the shower.

"If you're not going to shower anyway, Your Highness, then I'll use the bathroom next." Turles said
in a far too smug voice from where he was standing next to the nest.

"What- NO! I am going in next!" Vegeta turned around only to slam his face into the closed door.

"HEY! WHO-?!"

Turles bent over laughing from the sight. "How do the humans say it again? You snooze, you
lose?"

"Sorry, Yer Highness, age before privilege and all that!" Bardock's happy voice came through the
door.

"HOW- WHEN?!" Vegeta stood gaping at the door for about two seconds before the dots
connected.

He turned and glared at Turles. "YOOOUUUUU! You distracted me on purpose!"

Turles blew Vegeta a kiss.

Toma, ever the voice of reason, tried to defuse the situation, "easy, Vegeta, you can go next,
okay?"

Vegeta ignored him as he launched himself onto the pirate, and they rolled around on the floor,
similar to the match shortly before.

Toma just shook his head. Too bad Bulma and Armando weren't here to capture it.

Goku sighed as he saw the two catfighting. "Broly, could ya help me pull them apart?"

Silently, Broly rose up from one of the few chairs that were in the room, walked over where the
two Saiyans were catfighting, and picked them both up by the scruff of their robes. He held them
both far enough apart that they couldn't reach the other but not from lack of trying.

Eventually, they gave up and just hung limp, tails frazzled and equally grouchy expressions on
their faces.

"I still hate you." Vegeta responded in a huffy tone.

"Right back at you, Princess."

Goku rolled his eyes and walked over, kissing Broly on the cheek as a 'thank you'.

"Now, are ya gonna behave?" He asked the two.

Silence. Neither wanted to admit defeat just yet.

Toma decided to step up. "You're acting like overgrown cubs, and I should know with my own
two."
"OI!" Came both Raditz and Goku's voices as they both rounded on Toma.

"Tch! Overgrown? Me perhaps but not Vegeta." Turles remarked snidely.

Vegeta started powering up.

"That's it. Both of ya are on time out!" Goku grabbed two chairs from the small table in the room
and placed them on opposite corners of the room.

"Seriously, it's like when Gohan had his terrible twos." He muttered under his breath.

"Broly, place them down." Broly did as Goku told him. "Now, you two are gonna sit there until yer
NOT gonna ruin our room outta spite. I'll stay here with ya, while the rest showers.
Congratulations, ya both now get to shower even later."

Turles and Vegeta stared at Goku. They had never heard him being so stern before. Turles was the
first to take his seat, flipping his head at Vegeta as he did so and swishing his tail angrily under the
robe, while Vegeta bared his fangs at the dark Saiyan and looked back at Goku.

"You do not expect me to sit in a corner like a scolded cub, do you?!"

"I do and ya will." Came Goku's stern, no-argument reply.

"Or what, Kakarot?" Asked Vegeta confidently.

"Or I'll get Bulma." Was his sharp reply.

'Fuck' was Vegeta's only thought, and he quietly made his way to the designated chair. Turles bit
his lip to keep from laughing.

Just then, a triumphant and nice smelling Bardock came out of the bathroom. He stopped in his
tracks when he saw the scene in front of him. "What the fuu-"
He looked at Vegeta and Turles sitting on two chairs a few meters apart, with his youngest
standing watch over them. "The fuck happened? I leave for a few counts and this- Whatever it is-
Happens?"

"Toma, yer next." Goku said and looked at Vegeta, daring him to say otherwise.

Toma smartly followed Goku's orders and entered the bathroom.

Raditz, now dressed in 'human' clothing, grabbed his confused center and pulled him away to
explain.

Half a minute later, Bardock was laughing his head off while he looked at the two pouting Saiyans
in time out. "Seriously?! Ya got put in time out like some snot nosed cubs?!"

"Fuck off, you old cunt!" Vegeta growled.

"Yeah, fuck off, Bardy."

"Don't call me that!" Growled Bardock.

"Ya know, there's room for one more, baba." Said Goku. The unspoken threat clear as day.

Bardock stopped and lifted his hands in surrender, but quietly kept snickering at the two grounded
Saiyans. "Seriously though, cub. I'm the parent here."

Goku sighed, "then please act like it, and dun make it worse. These two are bad enough."

"Fine, fine- But I can still find it funny, right?"

"All ya like. Just dun provoke them." Goku replied calmly.

"Fine." Bardock shrugged and plopped on the soft mattresses. "Man, anyone up for a blowjob? I
need to unwind a bit."

"Sorry, baba. These two are in time out, and I'm still oily. Try Raditz."

Just then, said Saiyan's stomach gave a mighty roar. "I'm too hungry for that sort of thing." Raditz
complained as he rubbed his upset stomach. "Also, I JUST showered. Sorry, 'Dock."

"Broly?" Bardock sat up, desperation in his voice.

"I'm still oily too." The quiet Saiyan said.

Bardock gave an exasperated growl and plopped back down on the bed.

"Go drink somethin' instead." Goku suggested and nodded towards the entertainment area.

Bardock thought for a moment. A drink sure sounded nice.

 Possessions
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

After the others had finally showered, excluding the two adult toddlers, it was finally Goku's turn
to clean up. He didn't want to leave Turles and Vegeta alone for too long, but Toma promised he'd
keep an eye on them.

Goku entered the bathroom and dropped his robe with a sigh of relief. He really needed a moment
to breathe after everything this day had brought. He stepped into the large shower, eager to wash
off the smelly oil and get some time to relax his mind.

He started washing his body with the special, fragrance free body wash, scrubbing himself twice to
get rid of all the oil clogging his skin, but when he reached for the oil bottle for his hair, he noticed
it was empty. So were the others. He was tempted to use the body wash on his hair when,
suddenly, Toma's voice came through the door.

"Cub, I forgot to mention, I used the last hair oil for us. I put up a human one I found under the
water fountain- "Sink." Vegeta interrupted- "-Sink. I hope that's okay."

Goku sighed into the steamy air. This day just kept on hitting.

With limited options, he looked at the shampoo bottle sitting in the corner of the shower. Whoever
had gotten this for them had clearly had Broly in mind. It was huge! Very long, at least fifteen
inches, lime green, a little slimmer than a soda can, and with a strange curved top.

In other words, it looked like a nice, big cock.

Goku shook his head. Honestly. He was trying NOT to think about sex right now. Not after today.

He grabbed the bottle, squirted some shampoo on his hand (the smell was subtle. It reminded him
of cucumbers), and started washing his hair. He would absolutely not think about when Broly had
tossed him to the ground, like a savage beast.

He washed his hair with harder movements.

He also wouldn't think about Broly ripping his pants off, and mounting him, hard. Much like back
when they had become breeding mates.
Goku's hand slipped from his hair down to his body without him realizing it. Broly fucked like an
animal. The young Saiyan gulped as his fingers started playing with his nipples.

His mind started remembering the feel of the plastic grass under his fingers, the warm weight on
top of him, the moist breath on his neck, the feel of helplessness as he was claimed right in front of
the pack and the humans.

His hand pinched his nipples and one hand slid down soapy abs. His breeder started feeling wetter
from the memory. He swore he could feel Broly inside him, prying him open while a human saw
and filmed every moment of it, saw Broly's cock slide in and out of him, open, naked, and filthy.

Goku eyed the strange shampoo bottle again. His resolve was slowly slipping. Maybe if he was
quiet enough…

"Dammit. Am I really gonna do this?" He whispered as he carefully reached down and grabbed the
bottle. He eyed it thoughtfully.

There was no harm in trying, was there?

Goku took a deep breath and parted his legs, bringing the bottle to his entrance. He stopped for a
moment, his breeder pulsing with anticipation, and he began pushing the bottle inside.

He had to muffle a whimper that made its way up his throat. It felt very different from a cock, very
inflexible and cooler to the touch. He pushed it in more, the water and his own bodily fluids
making the plastic bottle slide inside easily. He twisted it a few times to get more slick on it.

When he tried getting the bottle further up inside, the bottle wouldn't give, unlike a dick. Goku
thought for a moment. He straightened up and tried again. The bottle still wouldn't give. When he
tilted his pelvis inwards, trying to line his channel up with the form of the bottle, it finally slid
almost all the way in.

Goku exhaled in relief.

Slowly, he pressed it upwards a bit more until it reached his cervix, feeling the cold, strange texture
against his inner walls. Gently, he pulled it out a bit, before pressing it up inside again.

"Ahh~" Goku let out a small moan. It wasn't as good as a dick, but it could work.

He slowly built up a rhythm, his hunger returning as he relived the events of the last match. He
imagined it was Broly inside him, and the thought gave him goosebumps. He crouched down,
careful not to change the angle of his body. Last thing he wanted was the bottle tearing open inside
him. In this new position, the bottle could go in even deeper. Goku tried holding back his moans as
he began fucking himself with the green shampoo bottle.

Lost in his fantasy and with the shower still running, he didn't hear the bathroom door slowly open
and shut. He also didn't notice the footsteps coming towards him either. Therefore, he was caught
completely by surprise when a smug voice suddenly spoke right above him.

"Having fun, Kakarot?"

Goku nearly had a heart attack, and a broken neck from turning his head too fast to see the intruder.
"'GEETA?!"

Vegeta got in the shower and crouched behind him with a smug grin on his face, his tail making
lazy circles against the hot water spray.

"Are you really that surprised? Have you forgotten that I can feel what you are feeling?"

Goku flushed from embarrassment, feeling like a fool. Despite this, the first thing his brain focused
on was: "Ya- Ya were supposed t' be grounded! Toma-"

"I pulled ranks on Toma and he had no choice but to step aside." Vegeta's grin widened. "There
was no way I was missing this. Did you not get enough with Broly earlier? He will be sad to hear
that."

"No! I- I-it ain't that! I-"

"You were still too unsatisfied from all the pent up lust in your lascivious body. Do not bother to
deny it. I feel your feelings. It is no surprise you would want to relive it after getting a taste of it.
Especially among humans, correct? Saiyans are one thing, but getting fucked in front of humans?
How dirty~"

Goku's body clenched around the bottle involuntarily and the heat in his belly was fanned.
"Vegeta… Stop talkin'."
"Very well. I shall stop talking," Vegeta rose up, "after you help me clean." He circled towards
Goku's front and pointed at his hard on, head flushed and small drops of moisture gathering at the
tip.

"'Geetaaaa! Yer still covered in oil!" Goku complained.

"Well then, you better hurry. And I shall talk while you get me ready."

Goku visibly gulped. "Ready?"

Vegeta handed him a soft sponge and the unscented Saiyan body wash.

With a sigh of resignation, Goku reluctantly released the bottle inside him, and started lathering up
the sponge.

He gently started washing the royal shaft, taking care not to rub too hard and to get all the oil.

"Yes, get it nice and clean for your dirty mouth."

Goku scoffed, but continued cleaning up the oil coating Vegeta's dick.

"You know, Kakarot, you could have been a decent royal cleaner on Vegetasei, not that you would
get the job being a third class, but still."

Goku glared up at him, wordlessly continuing his task.

"Of course, another job for the cleaner was to relieve the royal members before the bath. You
would have liked it, getting fucked while the other royal members waited for their turn. All of
them watching how licentious you were."

Goku's face turned red, and he was able to vividly imagine it. His cock gave a twitch and the
Prince took it as a victory.
"And sometimes, in the large communal bathrooms in the palace, you would have been serving not
just royals but groups of elites as well."

Vegeta carried on, feeling Kakarot get hotter and hotter while trying to stay focused.

"Would you have liked that, Kakarot? Having all the elites fall to their knees before your mouth?
Having all of them fuck you like a toy? Watching you shudder in pleasure in front of them all? You
would have been the star of the show. Third class or not, you are dirty and filthy enough to have
been allowed to pleasure them."

Goku, unable to help himself, slid one hand down and started moving the bottle again.

In his mind he saw it; a large group of Saiyans in an indoor pool, waching him while Broly fucked
him viciously in front of them, exposed, laid bare for their enjoyment.

"That is it, Kakarot. Stretch your pussy with that bottle. It will soon be replaced by the real deal."

"Vegeta, I can't- I need-" Goku was panting at this point.

"Well then, let us hope you are done getting me ready." Vegeta briefly stepped into the stream of
the shower, rinsing away the soap and oil mix.

He inspected Goku's handiwork before turning, smirking at the crouching and needy Saiyan.
"Seems like you did a good job. Now start cleaning me properly this time."

He stepped close until his dick was right at Goku's red and panting mouth.

"Now, I said I would stop talking-" Goku looked up at him with hope in his eyes, "-but I really
think you shall enjoy this more, if I keep talking."

Goku's mouth hung open in surprise and was filled with cock not even a second later.
The younger Saiyan briefly glared up at Vegeta before he started sucking.

"Mmmm, Kakarot. You are now half as good as Bardock. How about you put a little more effort in
it?"

Goku had half a mind to bite Vegeta, but never one to back down, he instead sucked harder and
started paying more attention to the spots he knew Vegeta loved to have licked.

"Much better. Use your tongue more. Yesss~" Vegeta started thrusting his hips in time with Goku's
movements. "As a reward I shall tell you about another tradition from our home planet."

Goku moaned but kept bobbing his head.

"It was not uncommon for the best elite latchers and lockers to be part of the royal harem of sorts.
And whenever there was a banquet, one lucky Saiyan from the harem would be chosen, and the
King and then the Princes would all fuck him, right there on the throne in front of the whole crowd.

"Can you imagine it, Kakarot? You would surely have been THE prime locker if Vegetasei still
stood, reserved for royal and circle cock exclusively.

"Picture it, you on my cock, spread open in front of our people from the upper class, having them
cheer you on and call you a whore for taking cock so well."

Goku clenched so hard it was sheer luck the bottle remained intact. At this point, it would be a
reasonable idea to take the bottle out…

"You would have been magnificent, Kakarot. Every elite would have gotten hard from seeing you,
they would have been dripping on the floor from sheer need to fuck you. Everyone wishing they
could be in my place. But none of them being allowed to put one finger on you." Vegeta growled
the last part.

"You are mine! You were mine even before I knew you. And no matter how much any of the elites
would have fought for a chance to taste you, them seeing my cock fuck your greedy hole would
have been the closest they got to it." Vegeta's hand grabbed Goku's hair possessively.
 Goku hummed around Vegeta's cock and slid off, savoring its taste and the pleasured look on the
Prince's face.

"You are mine…" Vegeta whispered as Goku stood up.

Both Saiyans regarded each other before their mouths clashed together and they kissed fervently.

Chapter End Notes

We got the inspiration for the shampoo bottle from this guy:

https://oddstuffmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/dildo-shaped-shampoo-
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 Heart and Desire
Chapter Notes

Warning!

There's mentioned incest in one sentence. If you blink you could miss it.

With a possessive growl, Vegeta slammed his mate-to-be up against the tiled wall, cracking a few
pieces, still kissing him within an inch of his life.

"Vegeta- Ahh." Goku moaned from the pleasure and the dominance.

The Prince captured Goku's mouth again, swallowing the moans that spilled out. He snaked his leg
in between Goku's and put pressure against the bottle still lodged inside his cunt.

"'Geeta!" Goku separated from the kiss to moan the name.

"Tell me how much you want me." The royal rubbed his body against the pinned Saiyan.

"I wantcha, I always have. Even if I didn't know it. Please, Vegeta!" Goku said with a pained face.

"Hmm. Yet it took you so long to come around, Kakarot." Vegeta's hand slid down and grasped the
hard on in front of him.

"That's because -ahh- I was married and I didn't know -gods- I didn't know that males could do that
with other males."

"We are not 'males', Kakarot." Vegeta squeezed his hand on the other's cock. "But yes, you were
rather untouched and so innocent when I finally got my hands on you. A rare gem among our race
for certain. Do you remember, Kakarot? How you whined and panted? How you spilled yourself so
easily back then? How I awoke your body in a whole new way?"
"I- I remember-" Goku said in a strained voice as Vegeta pumped his erection in time with the
Prince's leg rubbing against his crotch. The bottle was being pushed inside so snuggly.

"I taught you how to suck, I taught you how to fuck, and lastly-" Vegeta smiled wickedly, "-I
taught you how to get fucked and you certainly took a shine to that. Did you not?"

Goku closed his eyes from embarrassment and shyness.

"Come now, say it or I shall stop."

"Ya did! Ya taught me all those things and more, 'Geeta. So much more." Goku quickly answered.
His hands came up to cup the Prince's face and they kissed again.

When they parted, Vegeta was panting, and barely holding back. "Well, Kakarot, I think it is time I
taught you some more about getting fucked. Turn around for me."

Goku obeyed blindly and placed his palms on the cracked tile wall.

"Damn. If only you could see this view. The end of the bottle looks nice against your skin."

Goku's breath hitched as he imagined it; the bottom just sticking out of him, spreading him open
for Vegeta to-

Suddenly, the bottle moved and Goku gasped before adding more cracks to the wall. Vegeta had
grabbed a hold on the wet bottom of the bottle and started twisting it around inside his mate-to-be.

"Hmmmm~ You like that, do you not?" Not waiting for an answer, he started twisting it while
thrusting it upwards. "Come on, speak up."

"I-I- like it, please." Goku stuttered.

"And what are you?" Vegeta carried on.

"Vegeta, please-" Goku tried to plead with him, but to no luck.

"I shall have you say it!"

Goku took a deep breath, memories from long ago resurfaced. "I'm a filthy whore who likes t' be-
Be… Watched." Goku finally got out.

"WHOSE filthy whore?"

"Yers, 'Geeta." Goku panted as he closed his eyes.

"That is correct, Kakarot." Vegeta carefully pulled out the bottle, enjoying Goku's needy whines as
it inched out and leaned close to Goku's ear, "and do not ever forget that."

"Vegeta, please, I can't take anymore-"

Vegeta finally pulled the bottle out entirely, and dropped it on the floor with a clatter. He grabbed
Goku, spun him around, and lifted him up against the wall. The Prince then aligned his shaft with
Goku's entrance and slammed inside.

"AHHH~ GODS!" Goku screamed when he finally got Vegeta inside him.

Vegeta started a hard pace, slamming himself up inside his future mate. Both were too pent up to
take it slow.

"Is this what you wanted, Kakarot? Is this what you needed from me?"

"YES, 'GEETA! FUCK ME!"

"Look at how far you have come, Kakarot. Begging me to fuck you. Broly and Raditz fucked you
like this too, correct? You love it like this, pushed up against the wall like a whore on the street."
Goku closed his eyes again, trying to deny the words coming out of Vegeta's mouth, but they were
so true.

"Do you not fucking love it, Kakarot? When I have you writhing on my cock? Your first cock
ever? The first one you ever tasted, opened up around, and came on?!" The Prince growled as he
pounded harder.

"Y-yes, I love it, 'Geeta! I love bein' fucked like this." Goku's eyes rolled in his head, as he slid up
and down the damaged wall, the sharp tile pieces scraping deliciously against his back. He gripped
Vegeta's hair while his thighs held onto the royal's surging hips with a crushing force.

"Broly may be bigger and stronger, but I, I know what makes you tick, I know what is hiding in
that overly nice and simple mind of yours. All the filthy little ideas and kinks."

Goku squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head.

"Do not deny it, Kakarot. I know you too well, I am your bonded mate, after all. Our mind is one,
and our bodies have been one as well. I have been one with you more than anyone could ever
dream of. And as you have changed me, I have changed you. You dug up my heart, I dug out your
desire. And now, I shall fulfill it!"

With a roar, Vegeta turned Super Saiyan, mass expanding alongside his energy.

"VEGETAAAAAA!" Goku couldn't hold back any longer and felt his body tense up at those
words and sensations, and the feeling of Vegeta's big, electrified cock slamming against the deepest
parts of him. Goku's will slipped and so did his base form. He transformed and came with a shout
and burst of energy, taking Vegeta along for the ride.

The Prince shouted his completion, burying his face in Goku's chest as he rode out his intense
orgasm, grabbing Goku's hips hard enough to leave marks while their tails spasmed and flailed.

They sagged against the wall, Vegeta still holding them upright, breathing heavily.

It took Vegeta all his will to not reach up those few inches and bite Kakarot on his neck, marking
him as his breeding mate. He wanted to do things right. Kakarot deserved the best he could offer.
Their mating would be one for the books, Vegeta swore to it. He had waited years for this, he
could wait a little longer and do it the true Saiyan way. No royal mate deserved anything less.
As they came down, Vegeta noticed their surroundings. Bulma was going to be so mad at them.

Fuck.

He'd have to fuck her good tonight before telling her about this.

The two Saiyans eventually emerged from the destroyed bathroom.

"It is all yours, pirate." Vegeta hummed, a tone of satisfaction in his voice.

"Is anything still working in there? Or did you break it all?" The pirate asked in a grumpy voice.
He'd had to wait for ages for a chance to shower.

Goku chuckled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. "The water works. Kinda."

"Kinda?" Turles repeated and strutted towards the room.

"OH, MY GODDESS!" The dark skinned Saiyan cried in a shocked voice as he entered the
bathroom.

Goku kept his eyes fixed on the floor, and ignored the snickers of his center.

"Seriously, Kakarot! There's a fucking dent in your shape here on the wall! And… The hair soap
bottle is sticky with your slick! The Hell did you do in here?!" Came Turles' voice from the
bathroom.

Vegeta just laughed as did Bardock at that last part. Goku simply blushed red and accepted the
teasing he'd be facing from all of this.

-
After Turles finally had his shower, rather, had to use the sunken jacuzzi-bathtub to avoid all the
mess in the shower, and the pack had chosen their outfits for that night, they made their way
downstairs where Bulma, the Z-warriors, and the rest of the gang were patiently waiting for them
to go eat.

"Hey, Goku!" Krillin greeted his childhood friend, "I felt you and Vegeta go Super, is everything
okay?"

Goku wanted to die. Vegeta just hmphed with a triumphant smirk.

"I told you to leave it alone, Krillin." Eighteen slapped the upside of the short human's head.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, dun worry. Everythin's fine!" Goku tried to act natural while answering.

"Tell that to the cleansing room." Turles said teasingly.

"What? What happened to the bathroom?!" Said Bulma, about to get angry.

Vegeta glared daggers at the pirate before he focused on Bulma. "The important thing is Kakarot
and I are on good terms and material things can be fixed."

"...You broke it. Didn't you!" Came her angy deadpan answer.

"I'm so, so sorry, Bulma! 'Geeta and I got…" Goku looked at his friends and then lowered his head,
"carried away."

"There's a fucking dent in the wall. Kakarot shaped and everything!" Turles piped up, a sucker for
drama as always.

"Oi! TMI!" Said Yamcha.

Bulma crossed her arms and tapped her expensive Gucci shoes on the floor. "Well, given what's
coming up next, I can't be too angry at you lot. You were all going to suffer anyways. So make this
next journey a hot, spicy punishment!" Bulma finished, looking quite smug with herself. "And
you'll be glad to know that Armando did manage to put together a decent amount of pictures,
despite all the unprofessionalism we had."

She glared half heartedly at the pack, making them feel a tad guilty (sans Vegeta). They all knew
they hadn't exactly been the best models.

"Unprofessional- What? Tien asked.

"Never you mind, Tien." Bulma leaned in and whispered, "I'll show you later if you promise to
keep it to yourself."

Thanks to Goku's hearing, he caught the last part. "HEY! NO!" He exclaimed.

Everyone looked at him.

"I-I mean…" Goku stammered.

"Dad? What is she talking about?"

"Gohan, dun ask. I still ain't done processin' it myself." Goku said tiredly.

"We had a wrestling match." Broly innocently provided the information.

Gohan pushed his glasses up his nose. "Ohh, is that a euphemism, or…?"

"No. We actually wrestled." Said Vegeta.

"And other thi-" Goku snapped a hand to cover Turles' indiscreet mouth.
"Turles, for once, can ya shut up?!"

In a fit of leftover childishness for having been punished like a misbehaved cub, Turles licked
Goku's hand.

Goku simply looked at him. "Turles, I have cubs. Yer gonna have t' do worse. I've had far more
disgustin' things on my hand."

Turles pouted but remembered something. Right then. He flicked his tongue over and over against
the palm of Goku's hand.

With a laugh that sounded like a small squeak, Goku quickly pulled his hand away.

"Too bad you're ticklish, Kakarot~"

Goku made a face. "Behave, or more time out for ya." Was all he said.

Turles smirked. "Or you could just spank-"

"Can we get a move on?" Yamcha complained. "I'm actually hungry."

Bardock stepped up, "for once, I actually agree with the human. We. Need. Sustenance." He
ushered the pack towards the restaurants. "Which one are we going to, Bulma?" He asked the
scientist.

"Oh! To your right. They have something special cooking for tonight. Vegeta has tried it, and I'm
sure Goku has tried it before, but I want to see the rest of you Saiyans reacting to it."

Bardock rolled his eyes at the crazy mastermind of their afflictions and followed Bulma's
directions, the rest of the group followed closely behind.

"So, dad. What did you guys get up to that's so mysterious?" Gohan asked Goku in a low voice so
the others couldn't hear.
"Gohan, yer curiosity was a blessin' when ya were a cub, but now? Please, just let it be?" Goku
begged his oldest cub.

"Oh? That bad, huh?"

Goku felt like crying.

"I can tell you, just give your source a break." Said Toma, suddenly appearing next to them.

"Oh, thank you." Gohan let himself be pulled away from the rest of the group. They found an
empty bench right outside the restaurant and settled there.

Goku was torn. He wanted to stay and see Gohan's reactions, but he also wanted to avoid seeing
them. At that moment, his stomach decided for him, and rumbled loudly. The Earth Saiyan sighed
and decided to 'follow his gut' and left Toma with his grandcub. In the end, the result would be the
same even if he was not there to witness it.

He headed in the direction the pack and his friends had gone and looked at the special the
restaurant had posted on a fancy sign board.

Ohhh, so that's what Bulma had meant.

This would be interesting.

 A Strong Friendship

"Mexican food!"

"The Hell do ya mean by that?" Bardock asked Bulma, as she sat at the head of the table.

"What's- Mekish- Meks…" Cheelai tried to pronounce the word.

"That's what this type of food is called! It comes from a country called Mexico. I had the
ingredients imported and hired authentic chefs FROM Mexico who know how to prepare the best
traditional mexican food." Bulma said in a haughty tone.

"So what's so special about this food?" Raditz asked.

"Ohhh, you'll see in a bit. I took the liberty of ordering for you all." Bulma giggled. "I hope you
don't mind~" She clapped twice and waiters came to their long table, bringing trays piled sky high
with delicious smelling food.

The Saiyans all sniffed the air as the trays were placed along the center of the table. There were a
few smells they couldn't quite place and others they were a bit more familiar with.

"Oh, boy! It's been a while since I've had mexican!" Videl exclaimed as she recognized a few of
the dishes.

Being the daughter of a famous person had its advantages (and disadvantages). She was well read
in all sorts of cultures, had experienced them first hand, and had tried many different foods from
around the world.

"I've never had mexican food." Krillin commented as he started serving himself from a dish that
had a strange colored rice.

"What is this goop?" Eighteen made a face as she dipped a spoon in a green, very thick paste.
Raditz picked at a basket next to him full of triangular, flat flakes of some sort.

Bulma grabbed a tortilla chip and dipped it in a red sauce. "Here, Raditz. You do it like this."

The Saiyan took a chip and dipped it in the creamy red sauce and brought it to his nose. It stung his
nostrils. "I'm not sure I wanna eat this…"

"Oh, come oooon! Try it." Bulma pressed on. "You're supposed to try new things, right?" She
winked at her husband.

Raditz squinted at her and plopped the chip in his mouth.

The reaction was instantaneous. As soon as the pepper oil hit his tongue, Raditz started
hyperventilating and shaking his hands in shock. He quickly chewed his bite and swallowed, the
strange sensation kept going down his throat.

"OH, MY GODS! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!" Raditz wailed.

"It can't be that bad." Bardock took a triangular chip and dipped it in the red sauce before eating it.
"Oh, FUCK! What IS this?! It's even worse than that green stuff- Wa… Wasa…"

"Wasabi?" Bulma helped out. "Yeah, this sauce is waaaay stronger than wasabi. Besides, I did tell
you to use a little bit of wasabi in your soy sauce when mixing it, and to only dip one side of the
sushi in it." She explained. "This here-" She took a bite of the tortilla chip in her hand and
scrunched her face, "-is a full blast of what we call 'spicy'."

Vegeta harrumphed at his Saiyan mate and Bardock as he dipped a chip in the sauce and ate it with
no trouble. Goku did the same.

"Hey," Turles began, "how come you two aren't affected?"

"I have built up an immunity from it. This is not the first time I have tried this food." Vegeta said,
grabbing another chip.
Goku shrugged. "Chichi cooks spicy meals all the time. Ya get used t' it."

Turles pondered before grabbing a spoon and taking a sip of the red, hot sauce full on.

"Turles!" Goku tried stopping the pirate, but it was too late.

Turles stopped dead in his tracks as the spicy flavor invaded his mouth. In all of his adventures
around the universe, he had NEVER tasted anything quite like this. No, this was a dimension from
Hell that came from this planet alone.

"I'm fine-" He wheezed, tears running down his cheeks.

Bulma shook her head at the pirate and turned to Raditz. "Try the other stuff too!" She took his
plate and filled it up with spoonfuls of different foods the Saiyans from Vegetasei had never seen.

"I'll show you how to make a burrito. They are sooo gooood~" Without prompting, she helped
Raditz with his dish.

On the other side of the table, Goku was happily eating and catching up with his friends when he
saw Toma come in with a pale looking Gohan trailing behind him.

"We're back!" Toma said cheerfully as he took a seat next to his mate.

Bardock kissed his mate and gave him a salsa covered chip for Toma to try. "Ya need to try this
crazy human food."

Toma accepted it and also felt the burning sensation in his mouth and down his throat once he
swallowed it. He grabbed a glass of water instinctively and downed it.

"If you want to get rid of the spice in your mouth you need to eat or drink some protein." Bulma
suggested.

Toma looked for a dish that had meat on it and served himself a Saiyan-sized portion. He ate a
forkful of meat and scrunched his face as he chewed. "This is burning too!"

"Yeah, try this meat." Bulma pointed to a dish with chicken fajitas.

While everyone ate their meals, Goku gathered the courage to talk to his Earthian friends. What he
planned on saying could either go very right, or very wrong.

"Listen, guys," Goku began, "I know this ain't been easy for ya, the whole- Saiyan and sex thing.
So I wanna thank ya'll for puttin' up with it."

"Oh, our pleasure." Eighteen remarked immediately.

Krillin just rolled his eyes.

"It's been a bit daunting, I'll give you that." Oolong stated between bites. "But it's part of who you
are. I mean- Look at me! I'm a shapeshifter who looks like a pig!"

"And a pervert." Cheelai added.

"-I have my own things that make me me." Oolong finished and drank from his water glass.

"I've been meaning to ask for a long time now, didn't you go to school for that shapeshifter thing?
How does that work by the way?" Asked Krillin.

"Nevermind that, the point is you guys were still willing to be friends with me. The very least I can
do is return the favor, even if I don't get why someone would prefer the male form." Oolong drew
a female shape with his hands in the air. "Females are much more attractive."

Tien added, "I have three eyes. I come from a tribe whose ancestors were aliens themselves."

"I was a desert bandit when Bulma and you met me. Still human, but I guess we all have our
things." Yamcha added.
"Namekian here." Piccolo said, sipping water; the only thing he was interested in consuming.

"You all have been very accepting of your qualities and defects, and have come out stronger in the
end. Not to mention, you have the greatest friendship I've ever seen." Master Roshi finally
intervened.

"Yeah, and I'm half machine AND tried to kill Goku for sport, yet here I am." Said Eighteen.

"Wait, ya tried to kill my brother?" Raditz asked, having heard that bit of information concerning
Kakarot.

"Oh, don't you go judging me! I know what happened when you guys first met." Snapped Eighteen.

Raditz wisely kept his mouth shut.

"Actually… Now that I think about it, a LOT of Goku's friends have tried to kill him early on."
Eighteen said, deep in thought. "I mean, me, Piccolo-"

"Really? The Namekian?" Raditz blurted out.

"Oh, yes. He had a whole vendetta going on. He had the largest hate-boner for Goku until Vegeta
showed up and took over in that area." Krillin supplied.

"Now someone has a different kind of boner." Eighteen said with a wink at Goku.

Goku laughed at that and grabbed the back of his head.

"So me, Piccolo, Vegeta, Tien Shinhan from what I understand," Eighteen carried on.

Raditz gaped at both Tien and Goku.

"Why have so many wanted to kill ya? And why did you try?" The last part was aimed at Tien.

Tien shrugged. "It was really more of an issue of him killing the brother of my former sensei.
Turned out later he had survived, but we thought he'd died. And also to measure myself."

"Okay…" Raditz was very confused.

"Anyway, me, Piccolo, Prince Tsundere, Tien, and Bulma. That's a decent amount." Eighteen
finished off.

Raditz turned towards Bulma, jaw hanging open. "Ya tried to kill him too?"

Bulma took a sip of her drink. "In my defence, it was… Well, self defence. He'd never seen a car
before so he freaked out and attacked it with me inside it. Honestly, it was just a few bullets."

"Bullets?!" Raditz semi yelled.

"Calm down, idiot. The bullets here cannot harm Saiyans." Vegeta said.

Bulma nodded. "Yes, now shush. It was only a few bullets, and they bounced right off his head
anyway."

"Ya shot him in the head?!"

"Which part of me trying to kill him did you miss?" Bulma said in an annoyed voice. "It's kind of
funny actually, because Vegeta and I actually bonded a bit over the whole 'both of us tried to kill
Goku' thing, and now you can bond with us too like that. You also tried to kill him."

Here, Raditz just downed a drink and started on another bottle afterwards. He never had any
intention of killing his baby brother. It had been all an act to impress him!
"Anyway, I need to go freshen up a bit, behave." Was all Bulma said as she rose up and headed
towards the bathroom.

"She would make one Hell of a Saiyan. Kakarot was still a cub back when she aimed for his head.
That is cold blooded right there." Vegeta said quietly once she was out of earshot.

Bardock's eyebrows almost hit his bandana. Bulma would certainly be one Hell of a Saiyan.

Vegeta noticed the reaction and smirked. "What? You thought she was harmless? She did not know
Kakarot would survive after that. Looks and kinkiness, and not being a match in physical strength
aside, I would never have mated her if I could not respect her viciousness."

The group continued eating, the Saiyans, sans Goku and Vegeta, tried to stomach the spicy food. It
was honestly a bit humiliating to have the humans eat the food calmly as you please, while they
felt like someone had shoved a flame thrower down their throats.

Bulma eventually returned to the table. "Earlier today, I came up with a swell idea for tonight-"

"Gods help us." Vegeta rubbed his face. "And no, no sex in the bathroom, woman."

"Are you still upset over that time in the mall when-"

"I thought we agreed to not talk about that!" Vegeta interrupted her.

"You might've decreed it, but I never said I'd actually do it." Bulma smirked. "Anyways, my idea
was; we should have a spicy tolerance competition!"

The group turned to look at her with incredulous expressions on their faces.
 Too Spicy for the Pepper I
Chapter Notes

Sorry for yet another filler chapter ORZ. But it was so much fun to write.

"See, there are many, many types of peppers, each of them have a different degree of spiciness."
Bulma explained, "we humans call it the Scoville scale, the thing you need to know is where you
are right now, and how far up you guys can go before you give in. I'll have the staff bring in the
spiciest peppers they have in stock, some milk, and we can measure the participants' tolerance!"

Vegeta was outraged. "Woman, you are insane. This is the most ridiculous-"

"I'm in." Turles said as he looked pointedly at Bardock.

Bardock sneered at his clone, and not one to back down from a challenge, he accepted to
participate. "If Turles can do it so can I."

"Love, are you sure you want to do this?" Toma asked worriedly.

"What's the worst that can happen." Bardock shrugged.

Little did Bardock know what 'him poking fate' would result in later that evening.

"I can handle my spice pretty well." Krillin said, puffing out his chest. "Count me in."

Before the other Earth dwellers could announce their participation, Bulma raised a hand. "Sorry,
guys. It wouldn't be fair for our newbies here, so we'll have separate competitions. First the Saiyans
take a turn, then the Earthlings. Okay?"

There were a few head nods.

"You guys find out who's competing. Vegeta, Goku, Gohan, since you're also already familiar with
spicy food, it wouldn't be fair for you to compete with the other Saiyans, so you can compete with
the Earthlings."

Vegeta huffed. Goku was disappointed he didn't get to compete with his circle but accepted
Bulma's terms.

Broly made a face as he took another bite of the strange, painful food. Hunger overthrew the fact
that this food was almost inedible. He politely shook his head, deciding to sit this one out.

"Ohh, Broly, honey. Be careful with that. Here," Bulma passed him a bowl of sour cream. "Mix
this sour cream in- NO, Bardock not THAT kind of cream- With the food. It'll help take the edge
off."

Bardock, had been about to open his mouth to comment, but just shut it again and sulked.
Honestly, Bulma hadn't even looked in his direction.

Turles snickered and Vegeta hid a smile behind a gloved hand.

Broly followed her advice, and indeed, the pain lessened to the point where he could actually enjoy
the many flavors, mainly the sour cream, without burning his mouth.

"I'm competing too!" Yamcha said. "There's no spice that can beat me."

Oolong rolled his eyes. "Competing against Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta in a food challenge? Count
me out."

Tien raised his hand. "I'll compete."

"Nope. I'm not doing it." Raditz shook his head, staring at a random spot on the table. He had a
hard enough time eating the regular food, not to mention these pepper things Bulma was talking
about.

"I'm with my cub here, I've had plenty for my first time trying this stuff." Toma said.
"I better not." Lemo tapped his mouth with a napkin. "This food is spicy enough for me."

"I don't think I could manage anymore than absolutely necessary either." Cheelai said, picking at
her tamale.

"Oh, come on, girls. We need to show these guys we are just as hardcore!" Eighteen said.

"Easy for you to say. You properly DO have a stomach of steel." Said Videl casually.

"Videl, you in?" Gohan asked his wife.

"I can't really handle food that is too spicy, sorry. But I'll be rooting for you." The young human
smiled.

"Then I'll compete for the both of us." Gohan said.

Piccolo shook his head at his past apprentice. Such a ridiculous notion. Bulma had the most
outrageous ideas ever.

"Ohh, come on, Piccolo. We could mix hot sauce in some water for ya." Goku began.

Piccolo sputtered for a few seconds before shouting, "NO WAY!"

Goku pouted but backed down. It wasn't that he was being mean, he just felt that Piccolo didn't
have much fun on the cruise.

"I'm fine with just watching you suckers make fools out of yourselves." The Namekian added when
he saw Goku's dejected expression.

"At least people wanna watch us eat, unlike with you." Goku retorted.
Vegeta couldn't help himself. "And Kakarot does like to be watched, you know."

Goku choked on his spit. "'GEETA!"

The pack snickered and Bulma smiled wickedly.

"NO, I don't want to know what he's talking about." Said Piccolo when Goku was about to open his
mouth and try and explain himself, likely very poorly.

Goku decided to take the small mercy and pointedly looked away from his old friend.

Bulma had stopped smirking and rose up. "Okay, so everyone has chosen now?"

Roshi piped up from the other side of the table, it was hard to see with all the buff Saiyans at the
table. "I need to watch out for my bowels. This food is spicy enough for me without the added
peppers."

Bulma shivered. "Urggh, thanks for that image. Anyway, if that's everyone, I'll let the chefs know
we're ready to start." She flagged a waiter and sent him off with the order for the kitchen.

"NOW, rules! We get one large plate of peppers each round. First: everyone must eat one of the
peppers whole, seeds and everything. Failing to do so means you're out, simple as that. Each round,
the level of spiciness will go up as they bring stronger and stronger peppers. Second: no liquids
allowed while you're in the running. When you can't take it anymore, you can tap out and get a
drink, and get disqualified. Simple enough, right? And third: in the last round, who ever lasts the
longest without drinking water, or milk, or anything else, wins!"

"And what, pray tell, will be our prize?" Vegeta retorted.

"Humans, and other Earthlings, winner gets a million Zeni-" Eighteen's eyes opened wide, "-Same
as with the Saiyan winner. God knows you need to learn how to handle money." Bulma finished.

"How much is that? I don't know jack about Earth money." Bardock commented.
"That can buy ya all the chocolate and sweet rocks ya can imagine." Goku said with a dreamy
expression.

"Forget that, with one million Zeni you could start your own chocolate business!" Krillin joked.

The Saiyan's eyes sparkled at that information.

"Of course, to keep it running, you'd have to actually sell the chocolate." Krillin finished off.

The Saiyans glowered.

"Hey, how come ya never just bought a chocolate store yerself, Bulma?" Asked Goku.

"Because I'm a human who was mated to a Saiyan . I like being able to walk, thank you very
much.'' Was all Bulma said.

And it kind of said it all.

All too soon, the group had finished eating their meals and the plate of the least spiciest peppers
was brought along with several pitchers of milk, and placed on the cleared out table.

"Alright, you two!" Bulma spoke out. "This is your last chance to get a drink of water before we
start."

"Hmph! I don't need any water." Bardock crossed his arms and smirked.

Turles gave him a look and turned to Bulma, "water is for weaklings."

"Your funeral." Bulma shrugged. "Ready? EAT THE PEPPERS!"

Turles and Bardock grabbed one pepper from the plate and plopped it in their mouths. They
chewed for a bit and that's when it hit them. Turles closed his eyes and slammed his fist on the
table, careful to not break it.

Bardock crossed his trembling arms and stared at the far wall. He finished chewing the cursed
thing and opened his mouth. "All gone."

Turles gulped down his pepper and opened his eyes. "That wasn't so hard." He said in a shaky
voice.

Bulma smirked devilishly at the two Saiyans. "Alright, pass the plate to the Earthlings!"

Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Eighteen, Krillin, Yamcha, and Tien all grabbed peppers from the plate.
Goku flicked his pepper in the air and caught it in his mouth, chewing on it happily.

Vegeta elegantly placed the pepper in his mouth and chewed on it. It wasn't as bad as other peppers
he had tried before.

"This is just a regular habanero though?" Goku asked no one.

"It's actually an orange habanero." Yamcha said.

Eighteen scoffed. "Give me something really spicy."

The others finished eating the habaneros without any problem. Bardock and Turles just gaped at
them.

"Next dish!" Bulma clapped her hands and the plate was replaced by the next pepper; the scotch
bonnet.

"Woman, these are not from Mexico. They are from the Caribbean." The Prince remarked.

"I had them imported for making special spice mixes, okay? Stop nitpicking. And since when do
you know about Earth flora when it comes to spices?"

Vegeta would never admit that watching nature documentaries helped put Bulla to sleep, so he just
scoffed. "Internet."

"Fine, whatever, let's move on." Said Bulma, letting the matter drop. For now. Honestly her royal
husband didn't even know the word 'tsundere', no way he'd learned that spice info online.

Turles and Bardock took a pepper each and plucked them in their mouths, and OH, BOY. These
were a hundred times spicier than the last one.

"Oh. My. Goddess." Bardock whimpered. Hypothetical smoke columns were coming out of his
ears.

Turles had tears running down his face again.

"You guys can tap out anytime you want~" Bulma reminded them sweetly.

Bardock looked at Turles through glassy eyes and the pirate looked back. They swallowed.

Turles eyed the cold glass of water sitting there, mocking him, daring him to take a sip. "I-I'm
good." He wheezed.

"Very well. Earthlings? Your turn!"

They all grabbed a pepper and ate it.

"WOOOOO! This one's strong!" Goku chuckled.

"Hmmm, this one actually has a bit of a kick for a change." Said Eighteen.
Goku just looked at her surprised. "Wow, Eighteen. Yer really good at this!"

Tien was shaking from the intensity of this pepper. The first one had had 4,000 SHUs. THIS one
clocked in at 350,000 SHUs!

"I'm out." He gritted out as he poured himself a glass of milk from one of the pitchers that had been
ordered specifically for this event.

"And we have our first disqualified contestant!" Bulma announced.

Tien ignored her, he ignored everything but the pitcher of 'ohh, so wonderful' cold milk.

Yamcha was having trouble with this one, but stopped himself from getting a glass of milk.

"Next up!" Bulma signalled the waiter to place the next plate of peppers; the red savina habanero,
coming up at 500,000 SHUs.

Bardock shakily took the small fruit and brought it to his nose. The smell alone hurt his nostrils.
Turles took a deep breath and quickly grabbed the pepper, eating it, and promptly yelping. Bardock
watched as his clone flushed and started sweating. He slowly put the pepper in his mouth and bit
into it. The sensation that invaded his mouth could only be described as molten rock. He started
sweating too. In the end, it was Turles who almost knocked over the pitcher of milk and drank
directly from it.

"I WIN!" Bardock stood up and shouted in a broken voice, grabbing the attention of other people
in the restaurant.
 Too Spicy for the Pepper II
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

"Congratulations, Bardock. Now it's the Earthlings' turn. So go cool down." Bulma winked.

Bardock didn't need any more prompting. "Milk ain't gonna do shit, I need cum!" Was Bardock's
explanation. No sooner Bardock had said that, he bent down and unzipped Toma's pants,
immediately gulping down his dick.

"H-hey, love~ Not in front of the humans!" Toma whispered.

Bardock looked around. The humans were all too busy to notice them. "Nobody can see us from
here, and I need cum NOW!" He angrily whispered back as he got under the table.

The scarred Saiyan got in a comfortable position between Toma's legs and continued sucking him.

Bulma rolled her eyes. She knew trying to stop them would only make people take notice of it. She
simply turned her attention back to the Earthling contestants.

Toma closed his eyes and hummed, enjoying the best mouth on their planet, probably the universe.
After a few seconds, however, Toma began feeling a stinging sensation on his dick. He didn't think
much of it until the stinging got stronger. Toma gulped and nudged Bardock's shoulder to get his
attention, but Bardock was too desperate to let go of his cock.

Back at the contest, Goku and Vegeta looked at each other. One look was enough to settle it,
neither would back out. Both reached out and grabbed a pepper with the air of someone on death
row. With a deep breath, they both ate it.

Goku managed to chew twice before he slammed his hand on the table signaling his surrender and
dived for the milk. Vegeta's tail puffed out and he grabbed the table cloth tightly, but he stood his
ground. Saiyan pride demanded nothing less. He chewed like it was made of rubber rather than a
fruit. He swallowed with great difficulty. Eighteen simply picked hers up and ate it with only a
little grimace. Vegeta glared at her, mouth too sore to reply.
"Okay, we're in the final stage now. Brace yourselves for the California reaper!"

With a flourish, the last plate was set on the table. The waiter bowed his respects for the poor souls
that were about to eat it. This pepper had an SHU of 2.2 million, the hottest pepper in the world.

"Ooooh, no. I've heard of this one. I forfeit." Krillin said and headed towards the milk pitcher.

Gohan took a bit of it and slapped a hand on his mouth. He went for the pitcher of milk as well.
"Nope! No! How the Hell is that a real thing?!" He said after taking a deep gulp.

"Oh, how bad can it be." Yamcha took the pepper and bit into it. "HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK!"
He grabbed a glass of milk and downed it. "This thing was grown in Satan's asscrack!" He gurgled
the milk, uncaring about proper decor when it felt like Satan, himself, had taken a piss on his
tongue.

Oolong fell off his chair, laughing.

Vegeta actually looked a bit nervous now.

"You ready, Prince Tsundere?" Came Eighteen's mocking voice.

Vegeta simply glared at her and took the harmless looking pepper. He placed it on his tongue and
began chewing. After a few chews, he felt like he'd licked the sun. Eighteen casually flicked the
pepper in her mouth and ate it as well.

They both swallowed.

Everyone else, sans Bardock and Toma watched in anticipation.

Goku was looking between Vegeta and Eighteen, cradling his milk pitcher, taking sips every two
seconds.

Eighteen's face scrunched up, and she was clearly feeling the burn this time. She started breathing
through her mouth. "Okay, this one, this one hits."

Vegeta meanwhile was sweating like a sinner in church. His eyes burned, his mouth burned, his
entire being burned. He swore he could feel the fucking thing slide down his esophagus and pool in
his stomach. His guts protested and it felt like something was swirling inside him, eating up his
flesh. He felt like his asshole was sweating. In fact, every orifice felt like it was sweating. He
started hiccuping and felt the burn travel up again. He glared the best he could at the android
before admitting that he'd hit his limit.

His pride went to the ninth layer of Hell that the pepper had clearly come from, and thus, Vegeta,
Prince of all Saiyans, snatched the pitcher Goku was holding and gulped it down.

"HA!" The android coughed and grabbed some milk Krillin poured for her. "One million Zeni, here
I come!" She managed to wheeze out.

"And congratulations, Eighteen, for eating the world's hottest pepper and winning the contest!"
Bulma and the rest clapped for her.

Meanwhile, under the table. Bardock was close to getting a mouth full of cum, when…

"'Dock? I- I can't believe I'm saying this, but- I need you to stop for a bit? My dick stings." Toma
whispered, the burning sensation was nearing 'unbearable'.

Bardock ignored him and continued sucking Toma off.

Suddenly, the tanned Saiyan jumped up, bumping into the table, and shouted, "FUCK, MY
DICK!"

The restaurant became silent, only the soft ambient music could be heard.

Videl covered her eyes as Eighteen's eyebrows shot up.

"Hey!" Krillin nudged her, making the android turn away and shrug at him in a 'what?' manner.
Yamcha was red as a tomato, seeing Toma's dick again, and having memories rush to his head.
Last time he had seen that wonderful cock was at the nude pool party and he had been drunk,
again. Now he could fully appreciate it in all its glory.

Gohan hid his face, he hated that everyone was now looking at them.

Lemo just shook his head, but kept side glancing at Toma, while Master Roshi just observed.

"Toma!" Bulma shouted at the older Saiyan. "Put that away! You're in public!"

Toma couldn't care less if the whole planet was crammed into the restaurant at the moment. His
dick literally felt like it was on fire and the feeling was getting worse. Without a second thought,
Toma reached for a glass of ice water and splashed his crotch with it. The icy water helped cool
down his raging hot shaft, but the fire sensation returned as soon as the water warmed up.

He grabbed another glass and stuck his, now soft, dick inside. It seemed to help but now the
intense cold was seeping through his skin. He pulled out only for the fire to return.

"WHY ISN'T THIS WORKING?!" Toma shouted.

Bulma pinched the bridge of her nose. "The spice is oil based. Water won't do anything."

Here, Bardock crawled out from under the table. "What's going on?" He asked. NO one had ever
pulled out of his mouth before he was done.

"My dick-" Toma cried, "it feels like it's on fire!"

"This spicy stuff should be banned!" Raditz exclaimed.

"Toma, sit down!" Bulma shouted at the Saiyan.

Against all his desire to cuss their provider out, he sat down and kept whimpering. Bardock took
his seat as well, not too keen on angering their source of comforts.

"Ya okay, Toma?" Goku asked his 'father'.

"Not really? I'm going to need some sort of ointment to get rid of the sting. This has never
happened before."

"I can't believe they were doing that in the middle of a public restaurant!" Yamcha complained.

"Unlike in a closet in a restaurant- Now THAT'S classy, right?" Came Eighteen's cutting remark.

Yamcha sputtered.

"I need a healer." Toma grimaced.

"We'll go to the clinic to get some burn ointment for you." Bulma said.

After the pepper fiasco, receiving their prize money, and getting cream for Toma's dick, the group
said goodnight and parted ways. Bulma left with Vegeta and Raditz to their honeymoon suite, the
other Earthlings left to their respective rooms, and the pack headed for theirs.

"My nipples feel like they're about to spit fire." Turles commented, still feeling the burn of the
peppers in his mouth, throat, stomach, and everywhere else.

"I think I lost hearing in my right ear." Goku whined.

Bardock said in a flat voice, "I think I lost hearing all over my body."
Broly let out a deep breath. He was so glad he had decided to not participate in that contest. He just
wasn't built to tolerate spicy food.

As Goku opened the doors with his key card, Turles made a dash for the bathroom. Bardock
leaned against the wall next to the bathroom door and waited for his clone to come out.

Toma began undressing while he waited for his turn to use the strange contraption in the cleaning
room. Usually, ninety percent of the food Saiyans ate would transform into energy and feed their
ki, but Toma was certain this new spicy food would fall into that small ten percent group.

"Hey, Broly. How are ya holdin' up?" Goku asked his mate.

"I'm fine." Broly smiled. He had avoided eating the really spicy dishes and opted for refilling his
plate with mildly spicy rice, fajitas, and that sour cream Bulma suggested.

"It wasn't too bad, was it? I like spicy food- Just not those extremely spicy peppers." Goku
chuckled.

He then thought of an idea. Spending time with the pack was fun and all, but it had been a while
since he had a one-on-one with just Broly.

"Ya sleepy?" He asked the large warrior.

Broly shook his head.

Goku leaned in and whispered, "ya think we can sneak away for a bit? Maybe continue those
swimming lessons?"

Broly's eyes shone with joy and he quickly nodded his agreement.

Turles came out of the bathroom holding his stomach and looking like he just came back from a
battle with the Icejins.
 Bardock gave him a look. "That bad, huh."

"My asshole is on fire." The pirate wheezed.

The scarred Saiyan mentally prepared himself and closed the bathroom door behind him.

Turles took off his clothes, leaving them scattered on the floor and fell on the nest, giving a sigh of
relief.

"I have some of that ointment-" Toma began.

"Give it!" Turles sat up quickly and regretted his action.

"Turn around, I'll help you out." Toma smiled.

While Toma helped Turles with the ointment, Goku grabbed Broly's hand and led them out of the
room.

"OH, MY FUCKING GODS!" Bardock screamed from inside the bathroom.

Goku covered his mouth to muffle his laughter and closed the doors to their suite.

Chapter End Notes

OMAKE

Toma had ended up with a stinging dick after Bardock had gone down on him. He had
to endure the entire time until they reached the clinic where the onboard doctor was.
He couldn't even tuck in because that would increase the burning sensation! With
every step, his cock would rub against his clothes and he would be painfully reminded
of how tender he was down there.

Bardock could feel Toma was in discomfort, and for once, he cursed his addiction to
his mate's dick. He just couldn't help himself. Toma's shaft was all sorts of exquisite
and perfect, and the flesh was weak.

"Bulma! And company. What brings you all here?" The doctor asked.

Toma unzipped and lowered his pants with no shame at all, showing his red puffy dick
to the doctor.

The expression on the doctor's face would be one Bulma would remember for the rest
of the trip. That was the last straw. She couldn't hold in her giggles anymore and
erupted in a bout of laughter, feeling ashamed of herself for laughing at her 'father-in-
law's' predicament, but finding the entire situation too funny not to enjoy.

"Toma- He- He has a penis problem- HAHAHAHAH! Oh, my god- I'm so sorry,
Toma. His- His sweetheart ate- Ate very spicy peppers- VERY spicy- kkkkkk! And
then went down on him- " Bulma burst in another fit of giggles.

"Woman, control yourself! Show some decorum in this delicate situation. Bardock
must feel bad enough that his cock sucking addiction finally bit him in the ass."
Vegeta reprimanded his wife, although even he found the situation hilarious.

This time, Turles was the one that cracked up, alongside Bulma. Raditz snorted but
immediately shut up when both his parents shot him a death glare.

Goku placed a sympathetic hand on his side parent's shoulder. He felt bad for Toma, in
all honesty. How could the others laugh at his pain?! At least Vegeta was holding in
his laughter, Goku could feel how much the situation amused the Prince.

Broly was intrigued by the whole situation. Why had Toma's dick become red and
irritated like that just from having Bardock suck him? What was IN those peppers?!
For the upteenth time, he was glad he hadn't participated in the pepper eating contest.

"Ah, I see. I have a… Burn ointment you can try out." The doctor searched in one of
the cabinets, and finally came back with a small tube.

Toma snatched the tube at the speed of light, opened it, and squirted way too much
cream on his dick.

"Easy! You don't want to overdo it!" The doctor exclaimed.

"Oh, no… Is too much cream going to make my dick fall off?!" Toma asked in a
pained and worried voice.

Bardock felt faint.

"Oh, no, no. Although you can overdose on the topical lidocaine this ointment
contains. It can also cause allergic reactions. Please come to me immediately if you
experience difficulty breathing or swallowing, swelling of any kind, hives or skin rash,
fast heartbeat, fast breathing, nausea or vomiting, confusion, weakness, fainting,
seizures or convulsions…"

Toma became paler with every word the doctor said. This thing could cause worse
problems than the burning! The others composed themselves as they realized how
serious this was becoming.
"And above all, please abstain from sex, oral or otherwise, until you are completely
healed. It may take a few days up to a week." The doctor finished.

Bardock fainted.
 Romance in the Pool
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

"We forgot our swimsuits." Broly pointed out as Goku opened the door to the pool with his key
card.

Bulma had given the Saiyans a master key card so they could be free to roam around the cruise and
use its amenities at any given time, as Saiyans had a different circadian rhythm than humans did.
Goku was eternally grateful for all the commodities Bulma gave them.

"I know." Goku simply said and began taking his clothes off slowly, giving Broly a small private
show.

At Broly's concerned look, Goku added, "dun worry, I can sense if anyone comes close t' this area,
so relax." He removed his hawaiian shirt that he'd once again dorned, and toed off his flip flops.

Broly let the matter go and started disrobing too, with one eye on his mate's rapidly exposing form.

The only light sources where the little mood light strips on the floor near the wall, and the lights on
the bottom of the pool. The water cast a wavy light pattern on Goku's now nude body and Broly
was mesmerised. He absentmindedly removed his last piece of clothing and both looked at the
other.

Goku smiled at the attention his mate was giving him. He walked over the edge of the pool and
paused before holding out his hand towards Broly. Like a moth to the flame, Broly reached out and
grasped it, and together they climbed down the stairs into the pool. The water was nice and warm,
cold maybe to the other Saiyans that were used to living in very hot conditions, but to Broly and
Goku, it was very comfortable.

Goku dove under for a split second before coming up again as he turned in the water, a coy smile
on his face. Had Broly grown up on Earth, odds were he'd have been reminded of mermaids and
the stories of their alluring nature. Goku smiled at his mate just standing there cluelessly before
hugging him and planting a wet peck on Broly's lips.

"Ya remember our swimmin' lessons?" He asked Broly.

The large Saiyan nodded, eyes roaming his mate's wet face and upper body.

"I promised ya a prize, so how about we practice a bit while we're alone, hmm?"

Broly nodded again, the words ringing a bell.

Goku smiled and grabbed one of Broly's large hands. "Come with me, then."

He walked them deeper into the pool, and Broly cautiously followed along. When he stopped,
Goku was actually swimming in the water, and Broly could just keep his head over.

"Now, I wantcha t' put yer head under and see how I keep myself floatin' in one place. Can ya do
that?"

Broly took a few deep breaths, steadying his nerves, before he dove under. He could see Goku's
feet moving back and forth, while his hands made sweeping motions on the surface. Seemed easy
enough.

He surfaced again.

"Do ya think ya can do it?" Goku asked gently.

"I-I think so, yes." Broly said nervously.

"Dun worry, we can get ya back t' a lesser depth easily from here. And ya know ya can fly out."

Broly started slowly moving deeper into the pool, Goku swimming backwards in front of Broly,
ready to help if anything went wrong. Finally, they were so deep in that with the next step Broly
would have to swim to keep his head above.

"Ready?" Goku asked cautiously before he moved behind Broly to support him under his arms.
Broly was quiet, gathering up his courage. He braced himself and took the next step.

His head went under, and had it not been for Goku instantly lifting him up, he'd have freaked out.

"Easy, easy, big guy, I gotcha."

Broly was panting, but was able to regulate his breathing again after a short while.

"Try movin' yer feet back and forth like ya saw me do."

Wanting this over with, Broly tried. It took a few attempts, but soon Goku felt the weight of Broly
lessen as he now kept himself afloat.

"Good, yer doin' so well, Broly. Now try and move yer arms too."

Goku adjusted his grip from under Broly's arms to the side of his ribcage to give him some space.
Broly complied and was shortly after treading water by himself.

"See! Ya did it, Broly." Broly turned his head and smiled at Goku.

Goku felt so proud of his mate, he was so brave under all that nervous and cautious nature.

Goku let him do it for a handful of minutes to get the feel for it.

"Okay, last thing t' do, Broly, ya need t' try doin' it without me holdin' ya."

Broly looked panicked.

"Easy, easy! I'm right here even if I ain't holdin' ya."

Broly looked like he'd fly out of there any second, but he wanted to learn this. It had looked so easy
when the others had done it.

"Remember what I told ya that day in the pool? What would happen if ya learned how t' swim
before the cruise was over?"

Broly searched his memories and found that one time when Goku leaned in and seductively
whispered that Broly could do anything he wanted to Goku for two hours if he learned how to
dive, swim, and tread water before the cruise ended.

Broly nodded, but right now the fear of drowning overshadowed his lust.

"Okay, so ya keep doin' the movement, and I'll count t' three and let go. Do NOT stop doin' the
movements. That's the key."

Broly tried to prepare himself the best he could.

"Now, when I let go, ya'll sink in a little bit, but if ya keep movin' ya'll keep yer head above the
water. Understand?"

Broly nodded, feeling anything but ready.

"Okay. One… Two… Three."

Goku let go of Broly's sides gently, still keeping his hands within reach. Broly sank a little and
gasped, water got inside his mouth but he was quick to close it before more could get in. Goku's
arms grabbed him from behind again and held him up.

"Shh, it's okay, it's okay. I gotcha, see?"

Broly clung to his mate behind him the best he could.

Goku nuzzled his hair. "It's fine, ya just got scared. Nothin' t' be ashamed of. We can stay here until
yer ready."
Broly fought to calm his breathing and heart beats, focusing on Goku's solid arms, gripping him.

He had never felt so afraid before of an object, other than the collar his source forced him to use.
Water was intimidating to him, and Broly doubted he would ever get used to it. "I can't. I can't do
this."

"Ya can, I know ya can. Yer the Legendary Super Saiyan." Goku kissed Broly's damp hair. "And
once ya master how t' swim, ya'll see how fun it is! Maybe not today but someday. Yer so brave,
Broly. Ya've been so good about Earth, while I ran from my nature for years and years because I
was afraid. Yer far braver than me, so one day ya'll overcome this."

Broly listened to Goku's words and nodded. "Can we go back over there?" He pointed to the
shallow end.

"Of course. Hang on." Goku started to swim back with Broly tugged under one arm, lifeguard
style. Soon they reached shallower water where Broly could stand and keep his head well over the
water.

Broly breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the pool floor under his feet again. "I think I'll stay here
for now." He said, wrung out from his near death experience.

"Ya want somethin' t' drink?" Goku offered. "There's a small fridge over at the bar where-"

"Please stay? With me?" Broly asked in a scared voice.

"Oh, yeah. I'll stay with ya." Goku realized Broly was shivering a bit, hugging himself, and his
eyes were wide and scared.

Goku reached out and grabbed him, pulling him in close. "How about we play around here in the
shallow end. Ya know, t' take yer mind off all this swimmin' business."

Broly nodded and hugged his mate firmly.

After a moment of calming down, Broly's arms loosened a bit and Goku kissed him tenderly,
hoping to calm his mate down.

"Would ya like some music?" Goku asked.

Broly looked confused.

"Alexa, put on mood music."

A female voice sounded through the speakers. "Voice recognition failed."

Broly looked around confused.

Goku sighed. He scrunched his eyebrows together. Bulma had told him that she had voice
activated speakers in this pool… She mentioned the name 'Alexa', but Goku hadn't really paid
attention to anything else she had explained to him.

"Damn it, Bulma." Goku muttered under his breath. He tried speaking more clearly and louder,
"Alexa, put on mood music."

"Password required."

Goku growled. "Fine, fine! Password: Bulma Briefs is the smartest woman in the universe."

"Access denied."

"Password: Bulma Briefs rules."

"Access denied."

"Password: Bulma briefs is the sexiest woman alive."

"Access denied."

Feeling very annoyed now, Goku tried to remember what she had said when they were boarding.

"-and Son, if you're ever having trouble, all you have to do is remember what's mine." She'd then
winked and left Goku confused before his mind had drifted off again.

Surely not…

Goku mentally apologised to Vegeta for what he was about to say.

"Password: Bulma Briefs owns Prince Vegeta's ass."

"Access granted." Came the cheerful mechanical voice.

Goku facepalmed as the romantic music started. There might be perks to Bulma's friendship but
there sure as heck were some drawbacks too.

"Broly, please, never ever repeat t' Vegeta what I just said. He'll actually kill me this time."

Broly was confused but nodded his understanding.

Both Saiyans held each other in the water, listening to the soothing music. Broly was still confused
about the whole technology thing but opted to pay attention to his mate instead. The hugging and
the gentle caresses helped calm Broly down, as they gently walked around in the shallow end.
Goku stopped after a while and started swaying to the music, inviting Broly to do the same.

"What is this you're doing?"

"Hmm?" Goku looked up from where he had his head on Broly's firm chest.
 "Ohh. It's a thing we do here on Earth, but it's usually done on a dance floor. It's called slow
dancin'. Basically, ya move together really slowly, pressed against one another. Do ya mind it?"

"No. I like being close to you." Broly said so matter of factly that Goku felt his insides turn to
jello.

Goku leaned up, pulling Broly down, and pressed their foreheads together. Their breaths mingled
as they came together for a short tender kiss. As they separated, Goku looked at his mate and
smiled.

"Me too."

Chapter End Notes

Omake:

"Would ya like some music?" Goku asked.

Broly looked confused.

"Alexa, put on mood music."

A female voice sounded through the speakers, “mood music activated- Goku version.”

Goku looked confused but shrugged it off.

~Percussion~

A few drum notes came out of the hidden stereos.

~Strings~

Very low, sweet violin tones could now be heard before-

~Winds~
A low cracking noise barely died before the sound of wind drowned it out.

~Words~

A low voice with a jamaican accent started to sing.

[The whole omake didn't fit so you can read the rest on Boxer & Rice!]

https://gohanxtrunks.net/nudity-gay-sex/posts/dbz-kai-
fanfiction/alpha_light_bearer/vegeta-s-pre-training-technique-3358/111#text

[Ishizu wrote 99.9% of this omake btw. I'm innocent.]

 Under a Starry Night

Broly was finally getting the hang of floating. Goku had decided to stay in the shallow end and just
have Broly keep his legs closer to his body rather than going to the deep end. Broly seemed to get
too nervous whenever he got too close to it. He was now able to float unassisted, maybe later they
could try in the deep end, but for now this would suffice.

He smiled at Goku, like a child who'd made something and wanted to show it to their parents.

"Yer doin' great, Broly! I think yer ready t' start swimmin'." The slightly older Saiyan said with
glee.

"Right now?"

"Not now, but later on. I know ya might not see the point, but swimmin' is so great once ya get the
hang of it. Let me show ya."

Confused, Broly moved closer and now stood in front of his mate.

"Okay, try and look under water when I dive."

Goku dove in, heading for the deep end. Broly hunched down, head now under water, and nearly
gaped. Goku shot through the water elegantly, did circles in the water, spun around, and looked
like he was flying. The light that penetrated the water made wavy patterns on the floor and Goku's
pale body. The music was muffled and it felt like he and Kakarot had entered another dimension.
Goku looked so happy moving around down here and Broly wanted to experience the joy the other
Saiyan got from swimming so freely and fearlessly.

Goku stopped and swam towards him, he stopped an inch from Broly's face and the water made
his hair float around his face hypnotically. Goku smiled and pulled him in for an underwater kiss,
which Broly eagerly returned. They resurfaced and Goku pushed his wet hair away from his
smiling face.

"Ya see? It's so nice t' swim once ya get the hang of it."
Broly tried to find some sentence that didn't start with 'you looked ethereal' or 'I love you beyond
what I thought I could'. He ended up with: "It looks like flying."

"It's very much like flyin'." Goku pointed out. "And when yer able t' control yer power, Imma take
ya t' a lake near my house and we can go fishin'! That's even more fun because ya get t' eat what ya
catch. And let me tell ya, the fish there are delicious! Grandpa and I used t' fish there and I showed
Gohan and Goten how t' do it. Oh! Maybe they can join us. That'd be so great!" Goku licked his
lips, just thinking about all the tasty fish he used to catch there.

Broly smiled as his mate enthusiastically told him about his life on Earth and how full it was. Life
on Vampa seemed empty, now that Broly thought about it, but his mate endured it for him, and the
pack endured it for Kakarot. With new determination in his heart, Broly swore to learn to control
his wild ki so he and Kakarot, and all the others could go to Earth and leave the deserted planetoid
behind. He was determined to learn everything and anything Kakarot had to teach him, if only so
he could share more moments and activities with his mate.

Meanwhile Goku had rambled on, missing the world tilting realization his mate was having.
"OHH! And we have t' try divin' near a coral reef, it's so beautiful ya ain't gonna believe it! Once,
when I was young and was trainin' by swimmin' across an ocean, I got lost and found this reef near
an island, and I stayed for like two days because it was just so pretty and-"

Broly's hands slammed down on Goku's shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. "I will learn
everything you teach me." He said with such seriousness in his voice that Goku forgot what he was
saying.

"...Okay." Goku nodded. "But just remember that ya need t' take baby steps. Learn t' crawl before
ya run."

Broly tilted his head, not quite understanding what that meant.

Goku realized that Broly had never seen a baby nor seen it crawl. "Ya need t' do things slowly and
be patient with yerself. Let time tell when yer ready, and dun get angry if it takes a long time t'
learn somethin'."

Broly made an 'oh' with his mouth, thought on that for a while, and then smiled at his mate.

With a determined expression, he nodded, "then teach me how to swim."

Goku smiled brightly at him and began the swimming lessons again.

It wasn't easy, and took a few hours, but Broly finally learned how to swim. He was still scared of
the deep end, so they kept in the shallow side of the pool. Eventually, Broly would conquer his
fears and master the art of swimming. For now, his progress was sufficient.

"YA DID IT!" Goku jumped in the water, splashing it around.

Broly felt so proud of his new achievement and the joy he felt as his life partner cheered for him
filled his entire body with warmth. From sheer joy, Goku jumped into Broly's arms, making both
of them topple over in the water with a loud splash. Laughing, they both pulled themselves out of
the water, and settled for embracing the other and kissing for a while before sitting down on the
edge of the pool, dipping their legs in, and staring at the night sky.

"So, now ya can swim on the surface, and tread water. That just leaves divin' in the pool."

Goku's eyes turned smoldering. "But I think ya deserve a little somethin' for bein' so good about
this."

"Really?" Broly's eyes ran down Goku's wet body hungrily.

Goku's hand slid into Broly's wet hair as they kissed and lost themselves in the other for who
knows how many minutes.

Slightly out of breath, Goku pulled back from the kiss. "Alexa, dim the lights."

"Lights dimmed." Came the robotic but soothing voice.

Having received confirmation, Goku resumed kissing his mate.

The ambience around the pool turned mystical. The water in the pool darkened, and if one looked
closely at the horizon, a sliver of light coming from the east painted the otherwise dark, starry sky.
It felt like they were the only two people alive, here in this little pocket of serenity. The music and
the vast ocean blocked any noises from the outside world, and the darkness enveloped them
warmly. It made Broly think of the times they went moon gazing back on Vampa, or when they
went to his secret cave, where they spent the nights drowning in each others' affection.

Despite all the sex he'd had that day, Broly felt his need rise, and he could smell Goku's arousal
through the weird smell of the pool water.

"Can we...?"

Goku nodded, "yeah, but not in the pool." He kissed his mate fervently before he rose up and
gently pulled Broly towards the lounge chairs around the pool.

They kissed and giggled like teenagers on the way there. They stumbled over to a chair, and Goku
gently pushed Broly down on it. Broly obeyed and was rewarded with the smaller Saiyan climbing
on top of him. Unable to help themselves, Goku leaned down and Broly up for more kisses.

Goku reached behind him and found Broly's hardening length with hardwon ease. He started to
pump the shaft, enjoying the feel of precum being smeared on his fingers.

"Ready?" He asked in a hungry voice.

Broly was panting by now, and nodded his head vigorously.

Goku angled the shaft towards his own opening, and with a sigh sank down, taking Broly’s length
in a long smooth glide. He tilted his head back from joy and sat for a few seconds to savor it. His
breeder pulsed around Broly's cock, eager to have that hard muscle pound into it.

Goku braced his feet on the floor, grabbed Broly's shoulders, and while looking into his mate's
happy eyes, started to move on top of him. He soon had a nice rhythm going, not too fast, not too
slow, Broly's large hands on his hips helping as they savored this. Goku gently panted as he rose
up and down, enjoying the slide of Broly moving inside him and seeing him spread out under him,
blissed out from what Goku was doing to him.

The sun was slowly coming up, the sky was a beautiful array of warm colors above the two
Saiyans as they connected with each other in the most pleasurable of ways.
The sun. Something nagged in the back of Goku's head.

The realization then hit him. The light meant…

He looked up at the glass roof that encircled the pool area.

If someone looked down, they…

Goku felt a rush of heat shoot up his body. The odds were slim, given how early it was, but there
was a chance that someone was watching him right now. Some stranger was watching Goku ride
his mate's dick, watching him getting fucked like that time with the pack.

Goku moved faster as the thought took root and his new found fetish flared to life again. "Ahh,
Broly, harder. Fuck me harder~"

Broly moved his hips harder against Kakarot's, moaning at the feeling of his dick sliding in and out
of that warm, tight passage.

Goku felt desire like rarely before. His head thrown back, he panted as he strained over his mate,
the imagined eyes of an observer etched into his mind, drawing trails of fire on his naked skin.

What did they see? What did he look like?

Dirty?

Wanton?

Sexy?

Would they be offended?

Interested?

Goku let out a whimper as he rode faster, the lounge bed creaked and the noises added to the
perverted nature of what he was doing in this location.
"Ahh! Broly, I'm- I'm-" Goku could feel his breeder start to clench up. Any second he'd come
while someone might be watching him, without him even knowing.

The larger Saiyan suddenly pinched Goku's nipples, making a small amount of milk bead on them
and drip down his chest. That was all it took for Earth's defender to tip over the edge. Goku let out
a long moan as he emptied himself on top of his mate. Broly gritted his teeth and growled as Goku
tightened around him. He pushed in as far as he could go and it happened; Broly came with a shout
deep inside the smaller body above him, becoming stuck together with his mate. He could feel
Goku pulsing, milking him for all his worth.

The Saiyans stared at each other for a while, basking in the afterglow of their mating session. A
part of Goku wanted to look up and see if there really had been someone watching, but in the end
he decided it would be more thrilling to not know.

"Do you know what I like most about this part?" Broly suddenly asked.

Goku was taken aback by the question. It was rare for Broly to state his opinion like this. He shook
his head and prompted Broly to continue.

"I love feeling you pulsing around my cock. It feels…"

"Out of this world." Goku finished for him. Broly tilted his head. "Ya basically use that phrase
when no other words can describe it." Goku explained, slightly out of breath.

By now, the sun was halfway peeking out of the ocean line. Soon the others would be awake and
Broly and Goku would have to return to their pack and get breakfast. But for now, this quiet
moment could last a bit longer.

Goku lay down on top of Broly, both waiting for Goku's body to release Broly's dick. The sun
warmed the whole room up further and the sound of the water and the music was so soothing.

Soon both warriors drifted off, cuddled together in a bundle of warm skin, their afterglow, and
affection.
 An Early Start
Chapter Notes

Yay! More human bashing, which is always fun to write about while criticizing the
culture we live in ^^

A very annoying beeping sound came from the side of the bed. Raditz groaned and covered his
head with a pillow.

"Woman, shut that infernal thing off." Vegeta said in a groggy voice.

"Mmm, huuuh~?" Came the human's reply.

"Honestly, woman. Why do you have an alarm if you are going to sleep through it anyway?"
Vegeta sat up and leaned over his wife to turn the insufferable beeping off.

"Mmmm~ Thanks, Vegeta~" Bulma stretched and made a high pitched noise as Vegeta lay back
down.

Raditz appeared from under his pillow and snuggled closer to his prince.

The honeymoon suite ran much cooler than the pack's room, given that Bulma would probably
suffocate in such high temperature. Raditz and Vegeta had both slept together under a warm
blanket, while Bulma was happily uncovered.

"Oh, I suppose I should wake the others up." Bulma said after a while. She got out of bed and
walked towards the gigantic window.

Raditz started. "Pleasedon'topenthecurtains- GAAAH!"

The long haired Saiyan and the royal both groaned and covered their sensitive eyes.
"Oops." Bulma giggled. "I keep forgetting how delicate your eyes are to the light."

"Woman! That is BULL shit. You know very well our eyes are sensitive to light, you have known
that for years." Came Vegeta's hoarse voice.

Bulma smiled innocently and made her way to the bathroom. "I'm going to shower first and get
ready for breakfast. I have a special treat for you guys, and I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it more than
the spicy food from last night."

She went to their luxurious bathroom and turned on the water. "Oh, and when I come back from
waking everyone up, I expect you two to be showered as well. Sex is fun and all, and I understand
Saiyans loooove having their partners' smell on them, but you're under my domain and I will have
certain rules."

With that, she closed the door.

"Vicious woman…" Vegeta said from below his arms.

"Oh, c'mon, Vegeta. Look at everything she's done for us. A little consideration from our part aint'
that bad." Raditz slowly removed his pillow again and adjusted to the early morning sun.

"Raditz. You have been hanging around Kakarot too much. You are starting to sound like him."
The Prince groused.

Raditz got out of bed and started stretching. "You like him though." He said matter of factly.

Vegeta growled, "that does not mean I like everything that comes from his mouth. We are royalty.
We do not accommodate others."

"Hmm, by that logic Bulma is royalty too, ya know. And this is her cruise."

Vegeta peeked from under his arms and stared daggers at his husband and mate.
"Shutting up." Raditz lifted his hands and continued stretching. Vegeta soon joined him.

Moments later, Bulma came out of the shower with towels wrapped around her head and body. "I'm
going to go to the pack room and wake everyone up, ok? Shower." She gestured at the exercising
Saiyans. "I mean it."

The aliens watched as their wife quickly put something on and left the room. Then they looked at
each other.

Neither Vegeta or Raditz would ever find out who made the first move, but they both ended up
kissing and rolling on the plush rug, their tails waving frantically and hands moving anywhere they
could along their bodies.

"Ya think we have time for a quick session?"

Vegeta huffed and smirked at Raditz, "knowing you, it will be very quick."

"'Geetaaaaa~!"

"Gods, you even whine like him now." Vegeta shoved his mate to the side and made his way to the
bathroom.

"Well? Get your delectable tail in here." He said when Raditz didn't move from his spot.

The larger Saiyan smiled evilly and followed the Prince into the cleaning room.

"Rise and shine, guys!" Bulma announced her entry.

She was surprised when she heard no sounds coming from the bed, but instead from the ajar door
to the bathroom.

Bulma pushed the door open and saw three Saiyans in the jacuzzi/bathtub, talking and laughing
with each other while having a nice warm soak. She also saw the disaster that was the shower at
the far end of the bathroom. She would have to send her people up here for a quick patch-me-up.
Her intuition once again proved to be correct; hiring a construction team to come along on the
cruise 'just in case' was a wise thing to do, what with the planet destroying beings that would be
coming along for the ride.

"Well! Isn't this a pleasant change of scenery." She said, crossing her arms, looking at the Saiyans
NOT having sex.

"Oh, hi, Bulma." Toma waved at their extended circle. "We were just getting ready for morning
meal."

"And sharing steamy stories." Turles said.

"And trying not to murder this one." Bardock said in a grumpy voice as he nodded towards his
clone.

Bulma nodded and peeked outside the bathroom towards the adjoining entertainment room.
"Where's Goku and Broly?"

"We don't know where those two went." Toma replied.

"Probably the pool." The Commander shrugged. "Saiyans love their water. Even IF it smells acrid."

"I've experienced a variety of waters during my travels," Turles said off handedly, "but your pool
water takes the winning prize. It smells like a chemical room."

Bulma lifted her arms half way, "well, we have to keep it clean somehow and chlorine is the best
option we have here. I'll leave you three to your morning ablutions and get ready for the breakfast
buffet. We have a nice meal prepared for today."
The three Saiyans perked up at the word they've come to know as 'all you can eat' and hurried with
their clean up.

"By the way," Bardock began, "we're gonna need more of those Saiyan-friendly oils ya got for us."

"Raditz?" Bulma arched her eyebrow.

"Raditz." The three confirmed simultaneously.

"Damn. I didn't calculate just how much care his hair would need. I have some more in my room
but I don't know if it's going to be enough." Bulma bit her thumbnail. "You might have to start
using our human products."

Bardock cussed in a strange language.

"Or we can just keep to water only." Toma said as he finished and stood up, walking away from the
tub. He charged his energy and, with a blast of air that almost knocked Bulma over and DID knock
down a few items on the sink, he dried himself.

"UGH! I hate it when Vegeta does that. You know we have towels for that kind of thing." The
scientist griped.

"It's quicker this way." Bardock said as he repeated Toma's actions and dried himself via ki blast.

Bulma had to steady herself as she lost her balance again. "That's it, you guys do your thing, and I'll
see you in half an hour in the hallway. Then we can track down where Goku and Broly went." She
quickly turned heel and left the trio.

"How much is half an hour?" Toma asked his mate.

"Quarter degree." Bardock informed.

"Well, that gives us plenty of time to fuck." Turles purred as he got out of the tub and ki dried
himself. The few items that remained tipped over on the sink counter succumbed to the third air
blast and fell off.

Bardock growled at the pirate. "We can't get 'messy' again, and Toma's still healing." He made his
way to their main chamber and selected something to wear out of the closet.

"Hey! What if we watch that cooking show on the screen?" Toma chased after the scarred Saiyan.

Turles didn't exactly agree with that idea, his suggestion was more fun, but it was better than
waiting around doing nothing.

The pack gathered together at the thirty minute mark and headed downstairs to the main lower deck
where Bulma had organized an outside breakfast buffet. Tables had been set overnight and the food
was already being served.

"I'll find Kakarot and Broly." Bardock told their small group. "You lot can go get the other
humans."

"I'll come with you." Bulma said. "Vegeta, lead the pack to the aft on the bottom deck-"

"In words I can understand , woman!" Vegeta shouted.

Bulma rolled her eyes. "The back of the boat. Bottom floor. There should be a two large tables
reserved for us, just ask any waiter for 'Briefs Party' and they'll show you the way."

The blue haired woman then grabbed her 'mother-in-law's' hand and began the search for the two
missing Saiyans.

"It'll be easier if I just fly above the ship and look for them." Bardock groused. He was still
learning how to sense life forces.

"And scare half the people on board to death? Nuh-uh, mister. Let's go look for them at the pools
like you suggested. If they did go to the pools, then they probably went to the indoor one."

"What makes ya say that?"

"Goku may have changed a lot, but he still has a sense of privacy about him around humans.
Mostly. He would've wanted to be in the most private place to be free with his mate." Bulma
explained as they made their way down the stairs to the indoor pool deck.

"Hmm." That was indeed clever, Bardock thought. "I'll never understand that weird shame ya
humans have about yer bodies."

Bulma nodded. "That's fine. It gets rather tedious often anyway. Especially for women. The shit I
got sometimes when I fed Bulla in public, it's just ridiculous."

"Why would ya get into trouble for feeding your own cub?"

"Because, like I mentioned, women can't show their tits in public, at all."

Bardock stopped in his tracks. "But I thought that was because of the whole sex and nudity shame.
This is how you feed your cub, they need to eat!"

"Preaching to the choir here, 'Dock. The thing is, breasts have become so sexualised, people get
upset over seeing them in a situation, like being in public, where sexual things are not accepted,
even if they're doing their biological function."

Bardock stared at her agast.

"And to make matters worse, it's usually human males who complain."

"They expect ya to let yer cub go hungry because they… Hate breasts? I thought they liked them?"
"They do. In the sexual manner. Seeing them do their biological purpose grosses them out,
however."

Bardock looked like someone had slapped him silly.

 Bulma's Mother-in-law

The two hotheaded individuals made their way to the indoor pool where Goku and Broly would
most likely be at. They past several guests on their way there, a few of them greeted Bulma and
made small talk, a few wanted to be introduced to the 'man' accompanying her (to which Bardock
put on his best glare), and a few just stared at the well built alien and went as far as winking at him
or asking him for his cabin number.

"I will never understand humans, and I don't want to. Yer such a mess!" The scarred Saiyan was
now chewing murderously on one of those sweet sticks he had in his mouth ever since they left the
suite.

"We are. To tell you the truth, if you guys had female Saiyans, I'd wish I could be Saiyan
sometimes."

"Ya do have the orange wishing balls~" Bardock suggested.

"Hahaha! Wouldn't that be something. But no, I would rather just stay in my perfect human form."
Bulma hugged herself.

Bulma thought to herself- But I'm still going to keep wishing myself young. Kami knows I need to
stay young to keep up with my Saiyan husbands.

The scarred warrior smiled. "How does it feel to be in a one of a kind relationship on this
backwards planet?"

"Honestly? I don't give a fuck about that. People can mind their own business. All I know is I have
two perfect husbands to keep me company. If anyone has a problem with that and gives me trouble,
I have an army of lawyers- Umm, 'word warriors' , just WAITING to make trouble for them." The
scientist winked.

"Bulma, I still think you're a cutthroat bitch, but I'm glad that, despite my cub ending up on such a
weird planet, he at least found ya. Goddess knows he'd have needed ya growing up here."

Bulma swelled hearing this coming from her extended family. "Thank you. I just wish I'd known
about the whole alien-thing earlier. I could've helped him better, but he looked so similar to us…"
They kept walking and Bardock's mind was processing everything he had learned about the beings
ruling this planet. He came to a solid conclusion, "I'm not sure I would have survived on this
planet."

"Really? With all the sugar, and chocolate, and DELICIOUS FOOD, and water, and-"

"Ok, ok, OKAY. The planet, by itself, is… Magnificent. It's just certain humans that fuck it up."
Bardock relented.

"You'd also have rocked the porn industry to its core. You'd rule it! No doubt." Said Bulma
laughing.

Bardock smirked. "True." Then he sighed thoughtfully. "It seems for every nice thing I learn about
his planet, I also learn a daft, or backwards, or plain illogical one."

"Don't worry, if and when you guys are ready to live here, I'm sure we can find a secluded spot for
you lot."

"Yeah? Ya think?"

"I know! I bought a whole island once so Goku and Vegeta could spar in peace and not worry
about blowing up a city. And trust me, I can buy a thousand more."

"Ya certainly have a lot of financial power." Bardock looked at Bulma sideways.

"Oh, yes. The truth is, I'm the uncrowned queen of this planet. Your older cub married up. Twice."
Bulma lifted two fingers.

Bardock laughed uproariously. "Yep. Raditz did good for himself in the mating department."

"Indeed. And don't worry, mating for money is an age old tradition here, so he fits right in." She
winked at Bardock.
They finally arrived at the pool and they immediately spotted the two Saiyans sleeping on a put-
upon lounge chair.

"Awww, they're kinda cute, right?" Bulma whispered to Bardock.

Bardock smiled at the two dozing warriors. To think that his one cub mated with a Legendary
Super Saiyan, and his other cub mated with royalty twice, it made him sad to think what kind of
life his first cub might've had here on Earth and with the pack.

"I really am glad Goku found Broly and vice versa. While I'm sure he and Vegeta would've gotten
together sooner or later, they are very different, personality wise." Bulma said, eyes still looking
fondly at the slumbering Saiyans, cuddled up like large puppies.

Bardock nodded and watched them as well.

"Still, they bonded, didn't they?" Bulma asked no one in particular. "They must not be that different
after all."

"Oh, no. That ain't how it works. They can be opposites and still harmonize. With bonded mates,
yer ki is the one that needs to be compatible. As rare as bonding is, it's usually just more frequent to
bond with one of the Saiyans with whom ya have much in common, because those are the Saiyans
ya'd be spending more time around. Saiyans don't stick around others they don't like so they
wouldn't have the chance to form a bond."

"Ohhh, I see. It's like that for humans too, in general. But we also have a saying: opposites attract.
Goku seems to be leaning towards both of those aspects with his mates."

Bardock chuckled at that. "Gine is very much the exact opposite of myself. So is Toma."

Bulma noticed the sad expression on the old Saiyan's face.

"Hey," she placed a hand on his shoulder, "the Dragon Balls will be ready soon and we will
definitely wish Gine back."
Bardock took a steadying breath and whispered, "thank you."

Bulma nodded and changed the topic. "Well. I see no point in making them miss out on this
fabulous breakfast I planned for today!"

"Hmm, indeed. Any Saiyan would be upset if they missed morning meal. Also, I'm getting hungry
after last night."

"Ohh, do tell~" Bulma asked with an evil smile.

Bardock turned to look at the human, "first off, fuck you. Secondly, we spent the whole night in
the cleaning room because of yer little challenge. Me and the pirate on the flush thing and Toma
cooling his dick off!"

Bulma laughed in true, evil villain style until she had to lean against the glass wall of the pool.

"I've never been so empty inside right now since before I was born."

Bulma slid down the wall into a pile of malicious cackling.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, ya cruel bitch." Bardock said equally pissed and fondly at her.

After a hot minute, Bulma finally managed to pull herself together and shakily rose up, still
giggling a bit every now and then. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, minding her
makeup, and straightened her expensive outfit. With that, Bulma took out her master key card and
entered the indoor pool, followed by Bardock.

The scarred Saiyan stepped up to the lost and found pack members and shook Goku's shoulder.
"Time to wake up, kid."

"Hmmmm, wh- Baba?" Came Goku's slurred response, as he opened his bleary eyes.
Bardock sighed. His cub still called him by that childish name. "Ya need to start using my name,
brat."

"But ya like it…" He said, yawning.

Bardock lifted an eyebrow. "Gine likes it. I don't. Now get up. I'm starving and Bulma said she has
a feast prepared for us."

"Hey, Son. Looking good there." Bulma said, smiling from ear to ear.

Goku looked down on himself, realizing his naked state.

"BULMA?!" Goku sat up and screeched, trying to cover himself. The noise made Broly awaken
with a startled jerk under Goku.

Goku's desperate motion made Broly's limp dick slide out, and a stream of cum dripped out, adding
to Goku's mortification. The wet sound it made didn't help either.

"Honestly, Son. I've seen you naked plenty of times," Bulma cocked her eyebrow, "I've seen you
have sex, I've seen you make a mess out of yourself, I've seen you getting knotted ON THE
INSIDE."

"Right, right, dun remind me. I just… Old habits die hard, ya know?" Goku got up and so did
Broly.

"Morning, handsome." Bulma smiled at Goku's mate. Broly sleepily smiled back at his human
friend and yawned, showing his dangerous fangs.

"Anway, your clothes are over there." Bulma pointed with her thumb over her shoulder. "We're
heading out for a full breakfast and figured you'd want to join."

Both Goku and Broly's stomachs growled on cue.

"Ohh, umm, yeah. But we kinda need t' shower first. Also what time is it?"

"It's just after eight." She replied.

"Urgghh. We fell asleep around dawn." Goku stretched and went to retrieve his clothes, semen
dripping down his legs, Goku was too sleepy to pay any mind. Both Saiyans felt very tired, having
only gotten less than three hours of sleep.

"Well, the pack won't wait much longer when it comes to food, ya know this, brat. So get ready
and come along. Ya can sleep afterwards." Said Bardock firmly.

Bulma pointed to the shower area in the pool, "you can use the shower stalls here, Son. The, ahem,
BATHROOM in your suite is a mess." Goku looked guilty at that. "-It'll get fixed today, but the
mortar and grout will take time to set, so you won't be able to use it until tomorrow."

Goku sighed but knew he was partly to blame so he kept quiet. "Come on, Broly, let's get cleaned
up." Broly followed his mate to the pool shower stalls.

"We'll be at the back of the cruise on the lower deck!" The scientist called out. She then turned to
Bardock. "Ready to get some food?"

"As long as it ain't spicy."

Bulma chuckled again and made her way to the outdoor breakfast setup, where the pack and some
of her friends would be introduced to a breakfast buffet- American style.
 A Meal Worth the Wait
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"So… Do you actually dislike it? Being called 'baba' I mean?" Bulma asked as they headed
towards the buffet.

Bardock was silent for a few seconds. "It ain't so much that I dislike it, per se. It's more… It
reminds me of why I missed out on having him call me that as a cub. But I understand where he's
coming from. It also makes me sad, in a way." Bardock then turned to look at Bulma, "he's also too
old to call me that, no doubt, only young cubs use those terms, but I'm glad that he's accepted me
after we've been apart for so long. Argghhhh! It's messy, this stuff." The older warrior grabbed his
head.

"Oh, I understand. Humans usually call their parents 'dad' or 'mom' or 'ren' even as adults. Very few
call them by their first name. It's funny how Vegetasei culture and Earth culture are the opposite in
so many ways." Bulma giggled.

"Ren?" Bardock asked. He recalled having heard the other two terms, but not this third one.

"It's a fairly new word to call nonbinary parents; people who don't identify as men or women, but
not everyone knows about this word."

Bardock shook his head. People sure had a way of making their life more complicated than
necessary.

They reached the buffet in time to see their friends gathering up around the section Bulma had
reserved for all of them.

"So what is this food you've prepared for us today?" A voice came from behind them and they
turned around, Bardock going stiff as a board.

Standing right in front of them was the god of destruction himself and his angel.

"Oh! Beerus, Whis! I haven't seen you for a while. The meal I have planned for today is going to
be very interesting. It's a type of breakfast they serve in a country called United States of America-
"

"I'm not here for a history class, I want to know what kind of food it is." Beerus interrupted.

Bulma sweatdropped a bit. "Well, there's eggs prepared in many different ways, bacon, steak,
sausage, hash browns, waffles, cereals, fruit juices of all kinds, toast with delicious jams and jellies,
coffee, tea…" She listed the items she could remember.

"Hm, sounds boring, but I will try it. If I don't like it, you can say goodbye to half your planet."
Beerus left the conversation at that.

Bardock was dying a little on the inside.

Whis chuckled a bit, "don't worry about him, he's a little cranky from not being able to sleep in,
someone was making a lot of noise in the pool area under us early this morning."

Bulma's smile suddenly seemed frozen on her face. "…Really? I'll see about making it more
soundproof for you guys." She said nervously, cursing Goku in her mind.

"That would be much appreciated. I'd hate to lose this planet and all its food. Besides, things have
been so much more exciting since we discovered Earth and the warriors here." The angel waved
them goodbye and left after the grouchy cat god.

Bardock was left speechless, suddenly feeling like he lost his appetite.

"He says that all the time," Bulma reassured him. "It's like when Vegeta gets annoyed and says
he'll kill you. Don't worry." She leaned in and whispered in the startled Saiyan's ear, "he likes the
food here too much to harm us, so as long as we keep him stocked with piles of pudding, we'll be
fine."

Bardock relaxed minutely and followed Bulma to the big tables at the very back of the setup.

"Morning, everyone!" Bulma greeted her friends as if a god of destruction had never threatened to
obliterate half her planet. Bardock honestly didn't know how this human was able to keep her wits
about her.

Most of the group greeted her as she sat down between Cheelai and Krillin. Bardock made his way
to the Saiyan table, which was a lot bigger to hold more plates, next to theirs.

"Where's Kakarot?" Raditz asked.

"Showering. With Broly." The old Saiyan replied.

Vegeta huffed and got up to get his food. He thought it ridiculous to have to serve himself on a
cruise where he was the guest of honor AND royalty, but his stomach was too empty and he needed
food.

"Vegeta!" Bulma called, "do remember to help the others out with their selections since Goku isn't
here."

Vegeta bared his fangs and growled. "Alright, you sorry excuses for Saiyan warriors, follow me to
the buffet." That was all he said before turning tail and heading for the chafing dishes set up on a
long table.

The pack reached the buffet and the stronger smells coming from there made their mouth water.
Vegeta showed them how to open the chafer dishes and the many food items they could choose
from, he also showed them the bigger plates Bulma had ordered for them.

"Are we having those soda drinks?" Turles asked.

"Not for this type of morning meal." Vegeta informed. "We have juices, coffee, tea, and milk."
"Human milk?" Toma tilted his head.

"No, milk from an animal named 'cow'. There is whole milk and skim milk…" Honestly, having to
teach the others about this was getting on Vegeta's nerves. "Just grab one of everything and decide
what you like best. There is nothing terribly spicy-" The others gave a collective sigh of relief, "-So
just dig in. If you do not understand something, you can always look at the other people and how
they do it. Also, as you already know, once you finish a plate do not return with it to the buffet
table. Always grab a clean dish. The servants here will take care of the used dishes."

The Saiyans knew better than to insist on Vegeta teaching them, so they began serving themselves
whatever they could fit in their extra large plates.

Meanwhile, Goku and Broly were stepping out of the showers. They'd gotten a bit 'distracted', but
were ready and hungry for some breakfast.

As soon as they stepped out of the pool area, Goku practically dragged his mate to the lower deck.

"Mmmm, smell that?" He asked his mate when they arrived.

Broly sniffed the air and felt his stomach twist in anticipation.

"C'mon! Grab a plate -Oh! These plates are big!- And I'll show ya how t' make waffles." Being
Bulma Briefs' friend had taught Goku a lot about foreign food and how it was done. He now was
ready to pass the torch to his mate who was wide eyed, looking at all the delicious smelling food
coming from the buffet area.

Goku showed Broly everything he knew, and the larger Saiyan absorbed the information like a
sponge. Goku made a stack of waffles and asked for extra maple syrup to one of the waiters. The
waiter brought him a bottle.

"Um, hehehe, Imma need a few more, maybe seven?" Goku said, rubbing the back of his head.
The waiter looked at him incredulously, but got him the needed items. Broly helped Goku bring
the stacks of waffles and the bottles of a brown, gooey substance to their designated table.

"Kakarot, you made it!" Toma said as he took another bite of scrambled eggs. "'Dock, have you
tried these?"

"Have ya tried these?!" Bardock took a piece of bacon and plopped it in Toma's mouth.

"So where were ya?" Raditz asked.

Goku sat down and patted the seat next to him for Broly. "We took a midnight swim and fell
asleep." He explained, leaving out the dirty details.

"They fucked." Bardock said between bites.

"Babaaaaa!" Goku whined. He placed a napkin on his lap and took the first bottle of syrup,
pouring a copious amount of it on his stack of waffles. Broly imitated him. A few of the pack
turned their heads towards the sweet smell coming from the bottle.

"They did more than that!" Came Bulma's annoyed voice.

"Huh?" The pack and Goku turned their heads towards her. "Whatcha mean, Bulma?"

She sighed exasperatedly and looked squarely at Goku. "On the way here, we bumped into Whis
and Beerus, the latter of whom was rather cranky because someone had woken him up by making
noise early in the morning, specifically in the pool area underneath their suite. Ring any bell,
Son?"

Goku paled so hard he blended in with the white table cloth.

"I don't care what or where you fuck, Son, but Beerus better not blow up half our planet because of
your craving for dick, do you hear me!"
Yamcha groaned and closed his eyes.

"Woah! Beerus said that?" Krillin piped up.

"He certainly did!" Bulma said, more than a little miffed. "Well, Whis mentioned the pool part, but
still!" She corrected begrudgingly.

A muffled snort sounded to their right side, and suddenly Vegeta rose up, hand covering his mouth
and left the table. Goku could feel his amusement under his own overwhelming embarrassment.
Vegeta made it almost to the other side of the setup before he broke down and then his gruff
laughter could be heard even over the hustle and bustle of the other guests.

This seemingly triggered a chain reaction because suddenly everyone sans Tien, Yamcha, Goku,
and Broly were laughing.

Bardock had unshed tears in his eyes, and Turles had his head tossed back, gasping and laughing,
rocking back and forth in his seat.

Toma bit his hand to at least try and spare his cub some humiliation. Same with Gohan and Videl.

Krillin had given up and crawled under the table to laugh it out, unseen. Everyone could still hear
him, but it was the thought that counted.

"Oh, knock it off, ya guys." Goku blushed and took a bite out of his waffles.

Broly, not understanding why the others were reacting like that, just took a bite out of the strange
yellowish food and almost couldn't contain a pleasured moan.

"Are those -heheh- THAT good?" Bardock asked, small laughs sneaking out here and there.

"Try some." Goku cut off a piece of his syrup covered waffle and gave it to his parent.

Bardock actually did moan when he tasted the waffle, very loudly, making other guests close by
turn their heads, and their Earthling friends just shake their heads. They were used to the Saiyans'
antics by now.
"Toma! These are great! Not as great as the chocolate treats Kakarot gave us back then, but the
sauce covering it-"

"Syrup, actually. Maple syrup." Goku corrected.

Bardock turned to his cub with starry eyes. "Where do we get these?"

"I'll show ya how t' make 'em." Goku got up from his chair, wishing he could eat more of his meal,
and showed his parents how to make waffles in the waffle machine.

It was safe to say that, by the end of the buffet, there was no food left. The waiters had never seen
the chafing dishes so utterly cleaned out. They also noticed how often this particular group of buff
guys with strange hairdos and tails kept coming over and piling up food on their special sized
plates.

"Oh, damn! This was a good meal." Turles said as he patted his belly.

"Much better than last night." Bardock said as he chewed on a toothpick.

"The uh, steak- MMM! Delicious." Raditz leaned back on his chair.

Videl came back with a pot of coffee and served it to her friends at the other table.

"What's that black liquid?" Bardock asked. "It smells horrible."

Goku looked back at the other table. "That? Oh, that's coffee. It's bitter, but ya can add sweet
things t' it and milk t' make it taste better-"

"Sweet?!" The Saiyans all asked in unison.

Vegeta pinched the bridge of his nose. Last thing they needed was Saiyans high on caffeine.
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"Bulma, the un-sexual love of my life!"

A way too cheery voice made the group turn to look at who it was greeting them.

"Jean!" Bulma got up and gave the fashion designer a double 'cheek-on-cheek' kiss, and offered her
friend a chair.

Goku suddenly became very focused on his food. He was still processing humans, besides Bulma,
having seen him mid sex and wasn't ready to look Jean in the eyes yet.

Meanwhile, Broly looked interested at the cup of black liquid that Bulma was sipping. "Does that
taste good? It smells kind of bad."

"It's an acquired taste, but humans drink it to help wake up in the morning. It makes you feel less
tired, and you can add sugar and cream -No! Again, not THAT type of cream, Bardock- to make it
taste smoother." Bulma informed him.

Bardock rolled his eyes but didn't dignify that with a comment.

"Can I try some?" Broly asked his mate.

"Sure! I'll getcha a cup." Goku got up from his seat and went to the empty buffet table to get
coffee; the only thing being served alongside hot water pots for tea.

Vegeta really wondered what Goku had inside his head. Giving coffee? TO BROLY?! He didn't
say anything, however. This would be a once in a lifetime experience he was not willing to miss out
on.

Bulma turned her attention back to Jean, and soon they were giggling like perverted school girls.
Broly, being curious and feeling rather tired, wanted to try, but there was still on question on his
mind. "It's not spicy, right?"

Bulma giggled, "no, Broly, I promise. Not spicy at all."

Goku returned with a coffee pot, sugar and different flavored creamers, and several mugs on a
convenient tray, "I figured everyone else would wanna try." He shrugged and started serving
coffee.

Vegeta simply stared incredulously over Goku's insanity/idiocy. It was one thing to give Broly
some coffee, but the entire pack? Well. This would be fun to watch if nothing else.

He simply observed as the pack got started on the coffee.

After a quick guide on how to mix cream and sugar, and a few test runs where the Saiyan in
question dumped more sugar in after every sampling, soon all the Saiyans had a cup of cream and
sugar with some coffee in it.

"Okay, not gonna lie, it tasted like shit at first, but it's drinkable with all the sugar and cream in it."
Said Bardock. "Although-"

Bulma interrupted, "no, Bardock you're not going to pour real cum in it here at the table."

Yamcha choked on his tea. Krillin shook his head. A few others rolled their eyes at the cum
craving alien.

"But-"

"No."

Bardock huffed and continued sipping from his mug.

"Hey, this stuff ain't half bad." Raditz commented as he took another sip.
"What do you call this cream again?" Turles lifted one of the creamers.

"Hazelnut. Ya can try the irish cream too. They all have different flavors." Goku informed.

The Saiyans downed their coffee and switched to other flavored creamers, dumped a whole bunch
of sugar in their cups, and repeated the action.

Several cups later, they started feeling it. The rush of excitement and hyperactivity.

"'Geeta, 'Geeta, ya want some? Ya should try some. Ohhh, pancakes. I looove pancakes. We
should get some, 'Geeta. I think the staff can make some more, 'Geeta. Answer me, 'Geeta-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, KAKAROT!"

Vegeta had avoided the coffee, well aware of the trainwreck it would lead to. Alas, he'd forgotten
that Goku would be even more hyper happy than usual, said Saiyan was practically bouncing on
his chair.

"Hey, anyone feel like a spar?! Bulma, do you have a place we can spar? I so feel the need to let
out pent up energy-" Toma yammered enthusiastically.

"Let's go fishing! We haven't fished in a while and the fish below us are all ripe for catching-"
Raditz continued rambling.

Bulma laughed silently at the sight of the hyper Saiyans. "Broly, do you like it?" she asked
innocently.

"Yes, I like it. I like it very much. Kakarot, thank you for showing me, and for bringing me here.
It's so nice here. I like it. The people are so nice. The food is wonderful-"

Goku gaped a bit at how chatty Broly was, before his own hyper kicked in and soon they were both
chatting a mile a minute. It was strangely adorable.
By now, only their tables were occupied, the rest of the guests having finished a while ago and left
for other activities.

Suddenly, Broly said something that made the conversation halt.

"I'm horny, can we go have sex?"

"Yeah! That's a great idea, Broly!" Said Goku, as if Broly had simply asked to go on a stroll.

"Ohh, me too! I haven't had a good dick inside me since forever!" Turles said loudly.

"I could do with some sex as well! Then we can all go for a spar!" Toma added.

"Okay, let's go fuck!" Said Bardock in a commanding voice and all the Saiyans, sans Vegeta, rose
and stood up forcefully, tipping their chairs over.

The humans simply gaped while Bulma almost shot coffee out of her nose.

The Saiyans practically ran out of the deck-turned-restaurant, tossing a few 'farewells' and 'thank
you, Bulmas' back at the table.

The 'Earthling' table and one Prince were left sitting there.

Jean summed up what they were thinking pretty well. "Well… That just happened."

"That's Saiyans for you." Bulma commented.

"Indeed. Dearest, I hate to run but I have a half naked latino beauty waiting for me at the pool. Oh!
And don't forget to mention the winner of the wrestling match to your alien friends, I think you can
handle them better. Taa, sugarcube~"
"Will do, Jean!" Bulma waved her friend goodbye.

After the wrestling match was over, Bulma had received a call from the judge, aka, Jean, and he
had secretly told her who they were going to make into the cover photo for the Saiyans' portfolio.
They also planned on giving this Saiyan a special treat after the cruise. Bulma was looking forward
to it.

"So what do you have planned for us today, Bulma?" Oolong asked.

"Well, apart from me having to ask the repair men to wait a few hours before going into the
Saiyans' room to fix the shower they broke, I was thinking we could have a bit of a free day where
you all got to choose what to do. Come night time, we have a little surprise for everyone on board.
How about it, Prince? Feel like spending some time together? Just the two of us?"

Vegeta crossed his arms, "as long as we are not going shopping, I do not see why not."

"Well then. I think I'll go enjoy the view at the pool." Said Oolong with a lecherous grin. "How
'bout it, old man?"

"Mmm, yes, indeed." Roshi replied. "There are some nice looking babes on this cruise. Come with
us, Turtle."

The old reptile, who was hanging out in his own world, was happy to be included in whatever
activity his old friends engaged in.

"Urghhh! Just keep in mind security has permission to make you leave!" Bulma called out to their
retreating forms.

"I think I'll ask Eighteen to spend the day with me also." Krillin said.

"I want to check out the stores on this cruise. Last time, you didn't want to do that." Eighteen
huffed.
"Sweetie, that's because you keep asking me what I like and we both know that: A. I have terrible
taste in clothes, B. I find you hot in anything, and C. Everything is expensive here."

"Did you forget I won a million Zeni last night?" Eighteen said with a frown.

"No, but I've also not forgotten just how fast you can spend even that amount of money. At least let
us buy something for Marron first. She's earned it, being so good."

"True, she needs a new bed, how about that one we saw in the-" They started talking about
children's furniture and tuned out everyone else.

Bulma watched her two friends bicker with each other over furniture and how they needed
something good, but affordable. Her heart was moved and her mind was still devious. "Eighteen,
tell you what, I'll lend you my credit card and you can go splurge a bit."

Krillin swore another entity had just entered his wife's body. That or some program left over from
Gero had been activated by those words.

"YES! THANK YOU, BULMA! Want me to shag you later? I'd totally do it, fyi."

"EIGHTEEN!" Krillin squeaked.

"You can watch! It's not like it'd be a hardship for you or me."

Bulma laughed and dug into her purse and pulled out a golden credit card. "Maybe later, let's not
rule anything out."

Eighteen snatched it faster than a human eye could see. "How about it, Videl? Wanna join?"

"Sure thing!" The young woman grabbed Gohan by his shirt and followed an excited android and a
not-so-excited monk to the second deck where all the shops and restaurants were at.

Gohan and Krillin exchanged resigned looks. Both knew their fates were sealed for the rest of the
day.

Yamcha scoffed after Eighteen, Krillin, Videl, and Gohan left. "Women. Always thinking about
shopping."

Cheelai shot a death glare at the human. "At least I'm not in denial." She mumbled.

Yamcha spit his tea everywhere.

"What about you, Yamcha?" Tien asked. "There's a sparring ring on the third deck. Want to go
there for a warm up? Get your ass kicked?"

"Absolutely!" Yamcha finished the rest of his drink and stood up.

After their friends went their separate ways, Cheelai gathered the courage to ask Bulma for
something she had been wanting for a couple of days now. "Hey, Bulma. You think you could do
me a favor?"

"Of course, hun! What do you need?"

"Do you happen to have one of those... You know, sex toys I could use? I read on a small card in
my room that sex toys are available upon request." Cheelai rubbed the nape of her neck.

"Then you'll have some delivered at your room discreetly before night time." Bulma smiled.
"Anything in particular you want?"

The green woman blushed, "I-I'd like a big one? Maybe not as big as Broly." She chuckled
nervously.

"I'll see what I can find in the storage room." The scientist winked.

"Hngggggg!" Came Vegeta's strained voice suddenly. "They have started-" Was all he said before
he pulled Bulma up with him. "Let us go to the suite first!"
 Bulma laughed but followed him out of the restaurant, waving goodbye to the two aliens as they
parted ways.

Cheelai looked over at Lemo. "Wanna head to the pool?"

"Sure." The old alien replied happily.

Chapter End Notes

Missing Scene: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/63640174

 Loss and Gain
Chapter Notes

If you're interested in reading Broly going Super, as well as the other Latchers, you can
read the missing scene here:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17589044/chapters/63640174
Just skip the beginning up to "Focus on my cock right now, 'Dock.", to skip the incest
parts, which are not THAT explicit.

Sex with the pack was one of the greatest activities in the world, Goku concluded as he lay in the
ruined nest, supremely satisfied, sweaty, and sticky.

Turles and Raditz were cuddled up together, while Bardock and Toma lazily made out with each
other.

"Ahhh, man! I needed that, Broly is amaaaaazing~" Turles stretched out his limbs and let out a
whimper.

"Hmmm, I hear ya." Said Goku before a huge yawn nearly cracked his jaw. "Damn, I'm tired
though. We barely got…" Goku counted with his fingers, "one and a half degrees of sleep before
Bulma and Bardock woke us."

"Would ya've rather I'd let ya sleep and humans walk in on ya?" Bardock asked in a grouchy tone.

"I think he'd like them seeing him. Right, Kakarot?" Was Turles' snide remark.

"Hey, that ain't- I mean, no!"

"Stop lying to yerself and go to sleep, brat.'' Bardock said drowsily.

All the Saiyans were coming down from the sugar and caffeine rush, and the nest was warm and
soft, albeit a bit worse for wear from having Broly go Super Saiyan while drilling into Goku. And
Bardock. And then Turles.
Goku still couldn't believe his mate was able to remain in control while transformed. Broly had
been spectacular, and the Earth Saiyan was very proud of his achievement. They were all closer to
moving to Earth and leaving that forsaken planetoid behind.

With that thought in his mind, Goku slowly drifted to sleep. Soon they were all softly snoring.

"Woman, you have the worst pillow talk ever." Vegeta groused.

"It's not pillow talk, dear . We really need to talk about Yamcha's intervention and how the pack
should behave when it happens." Bulma snapped back as she paced the room.

"I just had amazing sex with my Earth mate, felt my bonded mate get impaled by a legendary cock,
and you want to talk about that human?!"

"Look, sex alone does not change the fact that you helped break the bathroom. You owe me. Now,
I need to discuss some things with you."

Vegeta sighed, cursing Kakarot's flourishing libido.

"Yamcha is in denial. VERY much so. Like, even more than Goku was about being Saiyan,
enough said. BUT he's our friend regardless of how he's acted. We need to be supportive and the
voice of reason, not attack him for having hang ups about his sexual orientation. I realize that for
you Saiyans sexual orientation is nonexistent and holds no meaning to you, BUT, for us humans, it
can be a very, very delicate thing. It needs to be dealt with carefully, and I know for a fact that
'careful' doesn't come up much in your vocabulary."

"I suppose not, we Saiyans rarely bother with being careful. It is insulting to the other, and
pointless since things would come out in the end anyway."

"Yes, don't I know that. Hell, even Goku has that 'no filter' setting. The stuff he's said because it
was true from what he knew…" Bulma shook her head.
"You are still angry he called you 'old'?"

Bulma leaned over the bed and pinched his nipple.

"OUCH! WOMAN!"

Bulma carried on unconcerned. "Point is, we're not dealing with Goku, a Saiyan. We're dealing
with Yamcha, and Yamcha is not a Saiyan. He is a human, and we do things differently on Earth-"

"Slower you mean." The Prince grumbled.

Bulma chose to ignore that remark. "…As their leader, you need to tell your pack about this, so that
they know to hold back the biting remarks. I fear they've hindered as much as they have helped. If
not more."

"How do you mean, woman? They practically rubbed it in Yamcha's face that he loves dick! He
now knows he loves dick. That is progress if you ask me." Vegeta leaned back on the pillows,
placing his arms underneath his head.

"Well, while Yamcha now clearly has admitted that he likes Saiyan dick, he's also more defensive
when around the pack. At this point, it's simply a battle of wills, but the thing is, you can't force
him to want to be gay. Deep down he is gay, but he doesn't want others to see him as gay and that's
what we need to help him with."

Vegeta closed his eyes and damned this cursed species for over complicating the simplest of things.
"I swear, getting Kakarot to come around was simpler than this shit." He took a deep breath to
steady his ire.

"Of course!" Bulma said as if it was the most obvious thing. "He is Saiyan after all. Not to
mention, raised away from the whole 'straight culture', Muten Roshi's teaching aside. Besides, he's
always listened to you, even if he didn't agree at first."

"And was pent up as Hell. Everyone knows he and Chichi barely did anything." Vegeta interjected,
leaning up on his elbows again.
"Well, that's because Chichi comes from a traditional lifestyle. She doesn't have the perverted- Or
should I say 'liberated' streak I have, that you love so much." Bulma winked.

Vegeta snorted. "That foolish woman. Idiot or not, with his looks, Kakarot could have been
drowning in dicks or pussies before I got my hands on him."

"Ohh, you'd have run him ragged if it'd been you he'd ended up with. Or me for that matter."
Vegeta glared at her. "Hey, I'm not blind. Also you don't have any high ground when it comes to
lusting over someone NOT married to you. Kettle and pot, Prince." Bulma crossed her arms with
one hand in the air.

Vegeta sighed and leaned back into the pillow. "What shall you have me do?" The Prince finally
relented.

"Simple. Tell the pack to keep all their mean and nasty comments to themselves, you can threaten
them with not getting anymore goodies from yours truly, and tell them to leave any questions for
after the intervention. We don't want it to be about them learning about human culture, we want it
to be about Yamcha accepting himself."

"I doubt Turles will keep his mouth shut. Even IF I threaten him."

"Hmm…" Bulma thought. "Tell him you'll let him be Raditz's mate!"

Vegeta sat up. "NO! Especially not for the sake of that sniveling human!"

"Worth a shot. So carrot or stick, what does he want besides Raditz's dick?"

"Well, he wanted Kakarot before I set him straight."

"Wait- What?! When?!"

"Never you mind, it is also not an option. So stick it is, unless we come up with something else."
Vegeta mulled over the matter for a few seconds. "Bardock ought to know him better, he might
have an idea." Vegeta shrugged.

"Then call him, and ask him what Turles wants the most." Bulma grabbed the phone on their
nightstand and passed it to Vegeta before he could retort.

The phone startled the pack that was still slumbering, they jumped and their tails fluffed out like a
scared feline's.

"What is that cursed sound?!" Bardock hissed.

"Oh, man. It's the phone…" Goku covered his eyes.

"You mean an intercom?" Turles asked sleepily as he shook his tail to help get the fur back down.

Broly grabbed a singed pillow and used it to cover his head.

"Sorta, yeah. I better answer." Goku tried to get up from his comfortable spot next to his mate, he
really did, but after having his pussy crushed by Broly in Super Legendary form, he could hardly
move. Turles and Bardock weren't that better off either. "Uuuugh! Toma, yer closest t' the phone,
can ya answer? It's gotta be Bulma, and I think we all know how she'll react if we ignore her. Just
grab the thing and hold it up t' yer ear and mouth."

Toma nodded and drowsily shuffled over and grabbed the receiver. He put it next to his head
upside down then Goku told him to turn it around.

"Toma here."

-Toma? Where's Kakarot?-

"Kakarot is- He can't get up."

-Ahh, right. Broly?-

"Broly." Toma confirmed.

-Just put your sweetheart on.-

"Okay. 'Dock, the Prince wants to talk to you."

The older Saiyan grumbled. "The Hell does he want?!"

"I don't know, just get over here. He sounds cranky." Toma whispered that last part, covering the
receiver with his hand.

Bardock dragged himself out of the ruined nest, muttering curses under his breath at the pain, and
limped towards the phone.

Toma handed him the receiver.

"Bardock speaking."

-Bardock, I need you to come over to my room. It is important.-

Bardock arched an eyebrow. "What? Why? I had a hard time walking to this phone thing!"

-I shall tell you when you get here, now move it!"-

"Fiiiine." The scarred Saiyan put the weird apparatus back on the phone base and staggered to his
wardrobe to throw a robe on.
"Where ya goin'?" Goku asked.

"The Prince needs me." Was all he said before heading out to the nextdoor suite.

Goku found it weird, but let it go. It wasn't his business and he was still tired and so, so sore.

He snuggled into his already again sleeping mate, pillow still over his head, threw an arm around
his broad chest and a leg snaked in between Broly's larger ones.

A knock on the door was heard and Bulma opened it. "Bardock! Thanks for coming. We need your
help with something." She ushered the Saiyan inside and shut the door.

"What's this all about?" Bardock asked, wincing in pain as Bulma pulled him inside.

Still naked on the bed, Vegeta answered with a question, "what is the one thing we can bribe your
clone with."

Bardock found the question odd, but thought about it for a moment. "I know he wanted to become
a latcher… Wait. I know! He was devastated when Nappa burned his ovaries. VERY devastated. I
overheard Nappa talking about that one time-"

"Excellent. We shall ask the Dragon to heal his body if he behaves." Vegeta told Bulma.

"He had his ovaries burned?" Bulma made a face and touched her belly.

"Nappa said he lost his mind over that. For a Saiyan, not being able to reproduce is even worse
than not being able to fight." Bardock informed the blue haired human.

"That's-" She covered her mouth in shock, looking pale.

Bardock nodded. As much as he hated Turles, even he'd felt nauseated when he found out.

"Nappa was a barbarian. But it was his job to be one." Vegeta said, shivering a bit at the thought of
not being able to bare cubs.

Bulma composed herself with a few shaky breaths. "Okay, we're giving him those back no matter
what, I don't care about his attitude. But let's still offer it, just so he doesn't feel we're pitying him."

Bardock looked at his extended circle. "Yer as clever as they come, Bulma, but… Are ya really
giving him those back?"

Bulma looked at him weirdly. "Yes, I mean, it'll be presented like a trade but yes, why do you
sound hesitant?"

Bardock looked away.

Vegeta looked at him with eyes far older than Vegeta's actual age. "Bardock, his involvement in
you losing a cub does not mean he should not have the right to have a cub of his own." He said
solemnly.

The scarred Saiyan flinched.

Bulma's eyes widened before she rose up on her toes and hugged the older warrior. Vegeta was a
parent, but he was not a mother, and right now Bardock was a mother who had lost his cub.

Bardock allowed himself to lean into the hug for a few seconds, before he stood back, poker face
firmly in place.

"What about Gine? Yer gonna use the dragon- Things to wish for his ovaries to be restored, but
what about my mate?" He asked, his facade cracking a bit if one paid close attention.

"Well, good news." Bulma began, "we are allowed two wishes now from the Dragon, so we can
wish for Turles to be healed and for your mate to come back. I really can't wait to meet him.
However, the second set of Dragon Balls will be ready as well, with Namek having a much shorter
year than Earth and you guys said you just used one wish. But I'm not sure if we'll have two wishes
or just one. In any case, we'll have more than enough wishes to heal Turles and bring Gine back."
The room almost literally lit up with Bardock's face of relief and gratitude.

"Wait, shall we not need three wishes for all of that?" Vegeta pointed out. "After Namek's
destruction, we needed to wish Kakarot's spirit to the checkpoint before wishing him back to life,
even if it turned out he was still alive."

"Ohh, right. Hmmm. Even if we just get one wish with the Namekian Dragon Balls, we still have
the Earth Dragon Balls. The delay would be just a few weeks perhaps."

"If you must, then please do Gine in one go. I don't want him pulled out of the afterlife to roam
aimlessly while we wait for the next set to be ready." Said Bardock.

"Of course, but then we might need to wish Gine with the Earth Dragon Balls then, since the
Namekian set will be ready sooner and we don't know if we'll get one or two wishes. With the
Earth set, we know for sure we'll get two." She said.

"Turles will likely want the reward as soon as he can and we do need him to agree to this." Said
Vegeta matter-of-factly.

Bardock took a deep breath, accepting the possibility of him having to wait even longer for Gine to
be wished back to life. "As long as he comes back."

"Alright!" Bulma clapped her hands together. "So, Bardock, if you can tell Turles-"

"None of that." Vegeta interrupted, "I shall tell the pirate about it, he is- My subject after all. As
was Nappa for many years. Like it or not."

"Okay, you guys decide when and who tells him. As long as it's before Yamcha's intervention
tomorrow."

Bardock nodded and headed back to his room, albeit slowly.

"And Bardock!" The old Saiyan stopped. "Do keep your mouth shut." Vegeta told him.

Bardock smirked, "not really my style, Princeling, but I'll keep quiet." He exited the door and
closed it behind him.

A small sob escaped him before he caught himself, and walked back to their room, both sadder and
happier than when he arrived.
 Feel the Power
Chapter Notes

Warning, implied incest, incestuous desires.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"Look at this one!"

"That one's cute! And look at this!"

"Oh, you'd look fabulous with that one."

"I HAVE to get that top they had on display."

Krillin and Gohan morously watched as their wives raided the upteenth store. At least they could
catch up while the girls did their thing.

"Sooo, Gohan. How are you handling all… This." Krillin gestured around him.

"You mean the shopping? I'm used to it-"

"No, no, I mean your family. How are you handling them."

"Oh." Gohan couldn't help the blush that spread on his cheeks. Memories of his private time with
the full blooded Saiyans invaded his thoughts. Also, how needy he was feeling after being
introduced to proper anal sex. Videl had ordered a strap-on from Bulma's 'private stash for guests'
just so she could satisfy this previously suppressed side of him. Honestly, Gohan was very grateful
for all her efforts and acceptance. She deserved anything and everything he could give.

"They're not so bad once you get to know them?" Gohan scratched his head. "They're nice enough,
just a bit 'direct', you could call it." The demi Saiyan sweatdropped when he remembered how his
dad had pulled Bardock away from Gohan when he'd tried to suck him off with little to no warning.
Krillin snorted. "That's certainly one way to put it."

"Eighteen! Videl! Is that you two?"

Four heads turned and found Bulma's mother standing there, a little swarm of robots behind her,
weighed down by her purchases.

"PANCHY!" "Mrs. Briefs!" Videl and Eighteen replied as they paused the shopping to walk over
and hug the older woman.

"Gosh, I haven't seen you guys since the ceremony. How are you enjoying the cruise? My little
Bulma put so much time into this." The kind and always smiling woman gestured around them.

"It's been great, she really outdid herself." Said Videl and Eighteen nodded next to her.

Panchy smiled. "She's always been good at multitasking, and had a good taste when it came to this
stuff. She really got the best of both of us. She even handpicked the stores allowed to sell onboard
too, with a little help from myself of course." She giggled, prompting smiles from the other two
women. "I take it you're shopping too?"

The android smiled, "indeed, we've been wanting to explore these stores for ages. Is your husband
joining you?"

"Afraid not, he's always stuck running experiments on this or that. Even if only mentally. That's
why he built me these little guys." The blonde pointed at her little robotic helpers. "Since I dislike
shopping alone, I was wondering if you'd mind me tagging along? You can tell me all about what
you've been up to and we can go and get some lunch later?"

Videl smiled eagerly, "sounds great, right honey?"

"Yeah, sounds great." Gohan forced a smile. Videl deserved this and far more and he would not let
a little soul crushing ruin that.
Krillin simply sighed in acceptance of his fate.

The women zoomed in on a large table with folded shirts and started digging through the piles.

"Ohh, this one is cute, right?"

"Oh, yes! Do they have one in a size-"

The guys zoned out and settled in on some chairs some kind employee had set out, likely for this
exact purpose.

"HYA!"

Yamcha blocked a kick aimed at his head. He spun around with his leg held high and missed Tien's
torso by half an inch as the triclops threw himself back.

They had gathered quite a crowd as their sparring match became more intense. Tien even noticed a
few of the guests placing bets among themselves. He scoffed. He might not agree with everything
he had learned from the Saiyans, but one thing was shared between himself and the aliens; humans
were an odd lot. Especially this one human sparring with him.

Yamcha had a lot of inner demons Tien just wanted to suffocate, not for his own benefit, but for
Yamcha's piece of mind. That night at the nude pool party he had seen how much Yamcha enjoyed
getting rammed up against a wall. And bent over a counter. And lain across a lounge chair. And
spread open inside the pool…

How could Yamcha be so blind? Why did he have to fall for someone so- So- Infuriating!

Tien knew that people had different reasons to be in the closet, and Tien respected that fully. But he
felt there was a difference between being closeted and being just plain obtuse.
A punch to his jaw dispelled all thoughts of Yamcha as Tien almost toppled over.

"Dude! You daydreaming or something?" The ex bandit laughed.

"Yes, in fact. This fight got so boring I started drifting away." Tien baited his friend.

"Ohoho, you douchebag!" Yamcha grinned at their playful banter and powered up, putting more
effort into beating his friend.

The people watching them cheered the two fighters on, but soon, the fighters started running out of
stamina.

Tien figured the crowd had had their fun, and he had let Yamcha 'let out some steam'. It was time to
put an end to this. With one cleverly placed leg and arm, Tien threw Yamcha on his back and
pinned him to the cushioned floor of the ring. He hooked his legs around Yamcha's and gripped his
arms far out to the sides. The smaller male tried wiggling his way from under Tien's bigger form to
no avail.

Tien started counting down from ten.

Yamcha struggled, rubbing their hot and sweaty bodies together, trying to escape Tien's hold.

"Three… Two… One. Guess I won." The triclops said casually, but his triumphant grin was ever
present.

"Fuck!" Yamcha cussed and stilled, looking at his sparring partner's face above him.

Tien softened his features, "hey, you'll get to beat me someday. I've just had more training than
you." He shrugged. "I'm confident that you'll get stronger."

Yamcha huffed, but took those words to heart. Then something happened. Yamcha noticed how
Tien was not moving. The fight was over, why-?
Tien closed his eyes and ducked his head next to Yamcha's, relishing in their close proximity.

Yamcha blushed as he started noticing the heat from the other's body, his heartbeat, every breath
he took, the taut muscles…

"Tien, my man. Get off."

If only you'd let me. Tien wanted to say. Instead he said, "but mooom, five more minutes."

Yamcha choked on a chuckle, but tried to remain serious. "Really, dude. People are gonna get the
wrong idea."

"So let them. To Hell with what they think." Tien nestled his face in Yamcha's hair.

Yamcha tensed, a spike of arousal coursed through his veins but was quickly suppressed. "Dude!
Did you just sniff my hair?!"

"No." Tien got up on his elbows. "I was just wiping my sweat off with it."

"Grooooss!" Yamcha laughed awkwardly as his friend stood up.

"Time to hit the showers." Tien held out his hand to help his partner up and Yamcha accepted it.

The crowd dispersed after the two fighters left for the locker rooms. Two older women enjoying
their anniversary with this lovely cruise had enjoyed the show immensely. It was like the old
martial arts tournaments had come back. The newer ones were rarely as exciting as the old ones
had been, in their opinion.

As they rose up, one of them couldn't help herself. "So was it just me or…?"

"Ohh, no," said her wife, already knowing the question. "They wanna fuck like there's no
tomorrow. Ahh, young love."
"Thought so. Anyway, lunch?"

"Sure." Her wife grabbed her hand and they headed off.

Tien started taking off his clothes as well as Yamcha. This had been a casual routine for them
throughout their life and neither had paid much mind to it, until recent events, that is. After having
experienced a real cock, several times, Yamcha was more self aware of his surroundings. More
specifically, other males' bodies.

Yamcha saw Tien step into the shower and turn the faucet on, letting a cold spray hit him before
the water gradually became warmer. Yamcha hadn't noticed before, or had noticed but shrugged it
off, just how built Tien was. His muscles bulged from a strong bone structure. His tall form was
intimidating to those who didn't know what a teddy bear he really was.

Just add a tail, take away the third eye and you got a Saiyan. Yamcha thought.

He stopped in his tracks. Was he seriously ogling his lifelong friend?! A guy?! Yamcha shook his
head and stepped into another stream of cold water. The chilling effect would help clear his mind.

God, Tien had felt so heavy on top of him…

Yamcha squeezed his eyes shut. He opened them again and looked to the side only to see Tien
turned around, soaping his rippling muscles. The soapy water flowed down his hard chest, his
washboard abs, and down to a patch of hair which led to-

Oh, Kami on the Lookout.

Yamcha gulped. He quickly looked away and proceeded to wash himself as well. It wouldn't do for
Tien to catch him staring. Besides, Tien was a guy. Yamcha was NOT attracted to guys. He was
just too wired up from all the amazing sex he had had with non-male aliens, thank you very much.
Having no hair, Tien was done soon after and began towelling himself off, unaware of Yamcha's
scrutiny.

Suddenly, they both felt power levels rising, followed by the ship starting to shake.

"What the Hell?!" Yamcha turned off the faucet and stepped away from the shower. "Is that
Broly?! It's gotta be! I'd never forget it. I nearly shat myself the first time they fought here on Earth
when I felt his power."

The ex bandit grabbed a towel, not noticing a long fluorescent light bulb falling towards him.

"Watch out!" Tien shouted. He grabbed Yamcha from behind and yanked him away just in time.
The lamp shattered into a million pieces on the tiled floor, Yamcha's towel lay there among the
broken glass.

"HELL-" Yamcha gasped. "Are they sparring too?"

Tien took a deep breath. "No, they're having sex. Their ki is more… Intense, but it lacks the anger
and challenge from the first time. It's sex."

Yamcha blushed. Images of the hot warriors humping each other while in Super Saiyan form
invaded his mind, and this time, Yamcha couldn't help the arousal he felt shoot down his spine.

Another lamp crashed on the floor.

"They're gonna destroy the ship!" Yamcha shouted as he covered his head.

"Goku won't let that happen." Tien said calmly as he held his friend tighter.

Yamcha subconsciously wrapped his arms around Tien's, hoping to all the gods in the universe that
the cruise would withstand their combined power.

They remained in that position until they felt a blast in Broly's ki. It was so strong, the humans
 toppled over and fell to the floor, Tien still holding onto Yamcha and keeping him safe from the
shards on the floor. Glass dug into Tien's back, making him wince.

As soon as the energy died down, the two z-fighters could breathe again.

"Man!" Was the first thing Yamcha said. He couldn't even imagine anyone capable of handling
Broly in his transformed state. He must be HUGE!

Tien sighed in relief when it was made certain the ship wasn't going to sink. "Yamcha… As much
as I enjoy having you in my arms- The glass…"

Yamcha was too scared to even register Tien's flirt. Instead he quickly got up, minding the glass,
and helped his friend up as well. He turned Tien around to assess the damage.

"Dude! You have bits of glass in your skin!"

"Could you pull them out for me?" Tien asked.

Yamcha began carefully pulling out the shards he was able to see. "I can't see the smaller ones,
there's not enough light and blood is all over!"

"We can go to my room. I have tweezers there and a first aid kit."

Yamcha nodded, grabbed two robes for them and their dirty clothes, and they made their way up to
Tien's room.

Chapter End Notes

And we have our first M/M relationship! Kinda.

 Kar(t)nage
Chapter Notes

Warning! Incestuous desires.

A shy knock on the door alerted the pack. They had been resting in their messed up nest and with
no strength to even go downstairs to eat. And that was saying something.

"Raditz… The door…" Goku groaned.

The long haired Saiyan grumbled but got out of bed and opened the doors. He was surprised to see
a meek Gohan, blushing like a teenager, standing there with a few colorful boxes of some sort in
his hands.

"Gohan! What gives?" He asked his nephew as he leaned against the door frame.

Gohan, already used to seeing his family naked, stepped inside and closed the doors before other
people could see Raditz's state of undress. Gohan’s eyes widened when he saw the state their room
was in.

"Hey, Gohan." The demi Saiyan heard his dad's tired voice coming from inside.

"H-hey. Just checking on you guys. We, uh, felt some of you power up. Us and pretty much the
rest of the guests." Gohan scratched his head.

"Oh, yeah." Raditz chuckled. "Whaddaya think of my new power level?" He struck an intimidating
pose. Or tried to.

"It's great- Listen, I know you guys must be very tired, since you didn't come down to lunch, so I
thought we could order room service and maybe play a few games?" Gohan lifted the game cases
in his hands.
"Room service, yes! I totally forgot that was a thing." Goku facepalmed. He slowly got up from the
nest, wincing and groaning in pain, and limped his way to the phone to order some food for the
pack.

"So, you think you guys could, I don't know, throw something on while I'm here?" Gohan asked,
trying to avert his eyes from the naked warriors.

"Why?" Came Bardock's confused reply.

"Baba, just put some clothes on." Goku told his carrier. He understood Gohan needed time to feel
one hundred percent comfortable with seeing them naked.

Bardock smirked. "What's wrong, cub? Ya like what you see? If yer up for it-"

"No, no, it's not that. Just- Please. I've had a long day already." Gohan sighed.

"Urgghh, fine. If it'll stop yer bitching. Honestly." Bardock stretched atop the remains of their nest,
cracking a few joints, kissed his mate soundly, and got up to get dressed.

Meanwhile, Goku rang room service and asked for pizzas in the special sized portions Bulma had
arranged specially for them, and for a batch of new nest materials.

"So could ya bring fifty- No, sixty pizzas to our room? Any toppings, get creative."

-H-how many?-

"Ya should have a special option for this room, right?" Goku asked, wishing they would just note
down the blasted order already, his hips were killing him.

-Umm, ohh, yes. It says 'say-aan'? - The valet tried to pronounce the word.

"Saiyan, and yes, that's the one. Dun forget, all the toppings ya can think of- Oh! And about twenty
four bottles of soda. Just pick and mix some."
"I want cherry~" Turles called out.

"At least one has t' be cherry." Goku said into the receiver.

"I liked that root beer they had!" Bardock piped up, throwing a black tank top on himself and
loose, low cut shorts that hung underneath his tail.

Goku sighed. "Hang on." He held his hand over the receiver. "If ya want a specific order, tell me
now so I dun have t' change the order after everyone of ya."

"I liked the clear one." Toma said.

"So sprite for ya. Anyone else?"

"The black one- Coke?" Raditz asked.

"Okay, make sure t' include some that are cherry flavored, root beer, sprite, coke, I want fanta…"
Goku told the employee, "Broly, how about you?"

"I like the green one." The large Saiyan said.

"And green apple fanta." Goku spoke into the receiver. "Gohan?"

"I'm okay with any flavor, really."

"That'll be all then. Uh-huh. Thanks!" Goku hung up. "Pizza'll be here in three hours."

"THREE HOURS?!" Raditz griped. That was one and a half degree if his math was correct.
"Hey, it's a loooota pizzas. Humans can only eat ONE usually, so they ain't used t' makin' this
amount. One pizza takes a bit less than twenty min- Bit less than ten counts t' make." Goku
explained.

"What is a pizza?" Broly asked.

"Ohh, it's a great party food. Ya take some dough, flat it out and make a circle, and then ya put on
tomato sauce and toppings like little sausages, ham, pepperoni, vegetables… Even pineapple! And
then tons of cheese on top. And when ya bake it, it becomes this magic circle of heaven." Goku put
on a dreamy face as his saliva glands took notice of the mental images of this delicious food.

A gurgle from Raditz's stomach made Goku stop.

"Ahh, hang in there, 'Ditz. Three hours will pass before ya know it." Goku hobbled his way to the
closet, put some loose clothes on and slowly shambled towards the entertainment room, where he
carefully sat down on the sofa with a grimace.

After putting some sort of cropped leggings on, Broly sat down next to him, looking concerned.

"I'll be fine, I'm just sore, not injured." Goku reassured him.

Broly leaned in to nuzzle Goku's neck in an apologetic way, purring as he did so. Goku rested his
head against Broly's, as a sign of 'apology accepted'.

Gohan joined them on the couch, and sooner than later, the others, thankfully dressed, came into
view.

"So what are we doing here?" Raditz asked, as he took a seat at his brother's feet.

"What's this game ya wanna play? I strongly doubt it'll be like in The Games." Asked Bardock, still
smarting a bit over having had to put on clothes.

"Well, you play the game on the screen, and you control it with controllers. Hang on, let me get
the console." Gohan opened up the small cabinet under the T.V., and pulled out a nintendo switch
that was among other consoles. He set up the console and connected two controllers.

"Dad, I kinda need your help to demonstrate, would that be okay?"

"Son, I can hardly move-"

"Dad. You've been in worse shape than this from past battles. You fight against gods, surely a
round of Mario Kart won't kill you?" Gohan stated. "Besides, you can use the stick instead of
motion. You only have to move your fingers." He pressed on.

Goku sighed. "As long as I dun hafta move, I guess."

"Thank you. Here, I set it up for you." Gohan handed him a controller before he sat down on the
sofa too. The Saiyans watched as the screen came to life with weird looking characters.

"Okay, now this is a racing game, you choose your character, your car, and stats like this." After
Gohan’s lengthy explanation, father and son had their cars lined up for the first track.

"You can start gassing up before the race, but if you do it too long it backfires."

"Ya need t' start gassing it at the two second mark." Goku added.

The sound of the cars rumbled throughout the room from the surround sound bass speakers.

"Three… Two… One… GO!" Gohan shouted.

The happy music turned more intense as the racers drove off on the screen.

"Okay, so you can see your character on the little screen in the corner, this stick here controls the
direction, you can also tilt the controller itself if you prefer that. NOW, pay attention to those
boxes." Gohan said as he steered into a large, sparkly box with a question mark on them.
Broly, Raditz, and Turles paid attention to Goku while Toma and Bardock watched their third
circle cub. Broly was too fixated on the moving screen to focus on what was being said.

Father and son demonstrated how to get loot from the boxes and how they worked, what happened
if you fell off the track, and how to boost using coins.

"Once you get better I recommend trying out how to drift. It can really help." Gohan added after
they'd wrapped up the practice track.

"So the objective is to be first." Bardock said, walking to the bar where he left his chewing sticks,
and placing one in his mouth.

"In a nutshell, yes." Gohan told him. "And you do that by driving better with a better car, or
sabotaging your opponents with loot."

Bardock and Turles turned and looked at each other.

It was on.

Gohan set up two more controllers after asking who was going to try it out. Bardock and Turles
were the first ones to snatch a controller from the box, and Toma reluctantly accepted the controller
Kakarot handed to him.

"Let's use the practice mode-"

"Screw that! I'm a master at strategy! Give me the REAL deal." Bardock growled with enthusiasm,
interrupting the younger demi Saiyan.

Turles shook his head. "I think we've seen enough to know how to use these."

Toma wasn't sure he could even get the car started.

Gohan chuckled at the eager Saiyans. "Alright, It's your funeral."

"What's a funeral?" Broly asked.

"Ehhhhhh, nevermind right now," said Goku, "he just means that they won't win."

The countdown started and the cars took off. Bardock's car dragged on the dirt at the start and took
longer to catch up with the others, Turles' car kept bumping into obstacles, and Toma kept
accelerating and stopping.

It took a while, trial and error, but eventually, Gohan had three acceptable opponents in the game.
Well, two acceptable opponents. Bardock was having a hard time controlling the turns.

The others cheered them on. Gohan won the race by a long shot, Toma came in second, followed
closely by Turles, and Bardock finally reached the finish line in last place.

"So, Bardy, where's your overconfidence now?" Turles chuckled.

"BEST TWO OUTTA THREE!" Bardock shouted.

"I think it's fair for someone else to take a turn." Gohan suggested.

"Take mine, 'Ditz." Turles handed the controller to the long haired Saiyan.

"Broly, do you want a shot at it?" Toma asked his cub's mate.

"I'm not sure I should." Broly answered.

"Yer fine, big guy. With all that pent up energy released, ya'll do fine." Goku encouraged the larger
Saiyan.

Broly gulped and accepted Toma's controller. He was so scared he might break it.
"Here, let me help ya put together a car." Goku said as he told Broly what to pay attention to and
which buttons did what.

Broly's car was finally done, and since he was new, Goku turned on smart steering. "Now, dun
worry about the controller, okay? Trust me. Bulma can buy enough t' fill a swimming pool."

"Let’s go alreadyyyyyy!" Bardock griped.

Soon the counter appeared and the race began. And once more, Bardock arrived last. Even with
Broly's careful driving, the scarred Saiyan lost the race.

"FUCK! BEST THREE OUTTA FIVE!"

Goku chuckled at his carrier, and took the controller from Broly. "Okay, baba, yer against me too."

Bardock growled as the beeps started. He took off, and missed a curb, falling off the bridge. The
small cloud picked him up. The next lap came and he missed his turn again.

"THIS CLOUD IS FUCKING ANNOYING!" He barked.

Raditz chuckled as he passed him again. "Only if ya fall off~" Raditz quipped.

"FUCK YOU!" Bardock yelled.

"Later, 'Dock, right now I am…" Raditz passed the finish line, "beating ya."

Very soon, everyone else had done their three rounds, only Bardock was still zigzagging around on
the course, clearly in last place. Again.

Bardock cussed in their native language as the scoreboard came up.

Just as they were about to change players, the door to their suite slammed open and a very loud,
very upset voice startled the Saiyans and demi Saiyan.

"KAKAROOOOT!"
 The Wrath of a Woman
Chapter Notes

Sorry for the tardiness. It was my birthday and I did NOT have a good time. I love
birthdays, but I HATE getting misgendered. My entire family misgendered me on the
day before my birthday and on my birthday. Not only that, they called me by my
trigger word lady.
I was so very stressed these last two days that I couldn't bring myself to proofread and
post the next chapter. But here you go, better late than never.

Like a demon from Hell, Vegeta emerged in the archway to the entertainment room. His furious
eyes landed on Goku like a ton of bricks.

Goku pushed himself further into the couch.

'Ohh, no. Did I fuck while Vegeta was busy again?' He wondered as he stared stiffly at the royal's
pissed off form.

"TAKE. THE GODSDAMNED. BEAN.'' Vegeta demanded angrily as he threw something hard
enough to leave a small bruise on Goku's forehead.

By reflex, Goku grabbed it as it bounced off his head. In his hand lay- "A SENZU BEAN!" Goku
looked at the green legumin. "'Geeta how did ya-" He stared up at him.

Vegeta snorted, "as if I would go anywhere with you lot without them. Fights aside, you are a
magnet for trouble, Kakarot. Do not bother denying it!"

Goku looked away. He kind of did have a point there.

"Now fucking EAT IT so I do not have to feel like someone shoved this ship UP MY ASS!"

Goku chewed and swallowed the bean without thinking twice, and soon enough, his body was
recovered. A dual sigh of relief escaped them both.
"Hello?"

A strange voice came from the main room.

"Oh! That must be the pizzas!" Goku said as he got up and trotted to the main entrance.

"Pizzas. You ordered- PIZZAS?!" Vegeta seethed.

The whole pack sniffed the air.

"Ohh, damn, that smells good!" Said Turles before jumping off the couch and running towards the
main room, the pain from having a legendary cock inside him forgotten.

"Please, come in- Um, ignore the mess." Goku stepped aside so the servers could enter.

Five humans carrying boxes came in, and another one pushing a dolly stacked with soda caddies
followed. The boxes were set down on the table while the employee bringing the drinks unloaded
the small platform. The aroma coming from the pizzas helped mask the room's sex smell, but the
humans still rushed out as soon as they could. They didn't even ask for a tip. Goku shrugged and
closed the doors.

"Turles, help me take a few sodas t' the entertainment room." Goku asked the pirate.

Turles grabbed a caddy and followed Goku carrying a stack of boxes to the other room where
hungry Saiyans waited for their meal.

Several pizzas later, and several games later, the Saiyans finally had content stomachs, even if
Vegeta did steal a box or two. They all agreed that it was worth putting up with humans if only
they could eat pizza everyday.
The sun was getting lower in the sky, and now they all prepared for the final round on the gaming
device.

"The final round will be between Kakarot and myself." The Prince stated, much to Bardock's
displeasure.

The scarred Saiyan hadn't been able to win a single race and was very frustrated at the moment.

"I need cock." He grumbled while taking a slice of pizza. "Toma?"

"We're about to witness an epic battle between two of the most powerful beings in the known
universe, and you want us to miss it?" Toma asked incredulously.

Bardock bared his fangs at his mate and took another bite of the cheese covered delicacy. "Fine! I
like pizza more anyway."

"Surely you don't mean that." Turles purred.

"It's a close call." Bardock shrugged and finished his slice.

About half an hour later, Gohan sat on the floor of the former entertainment room.

He'd just wanted to play some games with his dad, 'new dad', and the pack in general. Was that so
much to ask?

He looked around the room. Bits of pizza clung to every surface. The switch lay discarded on the
floor, and the controllers that had survived had been scattered to the winds. Furniture was pushed
away or toppled over and there were charred spots on the floor and walls from ki blasts. The
expensive looking, shaggy area rug was beyond trashed. How had it come to this?

Right. Vegeta and his dad mixed with Mario Kart. In hindsight, a recipe for disaster.
It had started out okay, both of them snipping and taunting the other a bit, but in a friendly,
competitive manner. They had teased while assembling the karts, each of them arguing about how
to best build one.

It was after this, the first trouble began.

Vegeta had made a snide remark and Goku, in retribution, had picked, of all courses- The Rainbow
Road.

The presented challenge was written all over Goku as loudly as the 'challenge accepted' almost
being screamed from Vegeta's body language. From there on, it was a roller coaster drop into a
surefire disaster.

Gohan looked around at the rest of the pack, all of them standing around the room with a 'well,
fuck' air to them. From the main room, one could hear grunts and moans after the pack, mostly
Bardock, had asked- Read: demanded- That they go fuck it out or fight outside.

Goku had all but tossed Vegeta out into the main room where they now occupied the remains of
the nest.

With a sigh, Gohan decided to try and straighten up the room, and the pack awkwardly followed
his example. Gohan learned then that cleaning up a room while listening to your dad getting fucked
was an excellent occasion to reflect on how you got to this point in life.

After the cleanup- And weren't ki burns so much fun to clean off the walls- Vegeta and Goku had
finished 'making nice' with each other, and now lay in the ruined mattresses, catching their breaths.
A familiar knock on the door called their attention and Goku got up from the 'nest'.

"Hey, Bulma." He said before opening the doors.

"Ohh, shiiiiiiiiit-" Was all Vegeta had time to think.

"Hey, Goku. How did you know it was me? Did you smell me- OH, MY GODS!" Bulma all but
screeched when she saw the state the suite was in.
Goku tried to explain everything that had happened, and drops of sweat made their way down his
face with every twitch of Bulma's angry eyes.

"I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! I WAS WITH VEGETA WHEN IT HAPPENED! Do you have
any idea how much explaining and apologizing I'll have to do for my guests?!" She yelled.

The Saiyans in the former entertainment room gathered in the main with guilty expressions on their
faces.

"Sorry, Bulma, we just-"

"You couldn't even clean up?!" She gestured wildly towards the demolished nest.

"We tried but-"

"But what? You got horny again?!" She looked pointedly at her husband's nude form in the nest
remains. "And open the goddamn windows! It smells like someone shot a porn in a pizzeria!"

"Well…" Goku felt like a five year old getting scolded.

"Seriously, Son. I'm happy you're blossoming into a young Saiyan, free when it comes to sex, but I
feel you're starting to overdo it. A lot!” Here she sighed and rubbed her forehead with two fingers
in exasperation. “ Well, at least the nest material is already stocked up. So it should be easy to-"

Gohan chose that moment to drag out a large bag of garbage from the entertainment room.

"Hey, Bulma, how are you?"

The whole pack froze, as did Bulma.

A smile that was so fake-sweet it would have given them cavities (if Saiyans could get those),
stretched across Bulma's face.
"Son. If I were to go into the other room, what would I find?" She asked in a far too calm voice.

"Ummm, I- We- Vegeta…" Goku flummoxed.

"Because surely you would not be so brazen as to ruin the ONE. REMAINING. ROOM,
RIGHT?!" Her voice had grown in volume steadily as she spoke.

"Well- Vegeta and I were playin’ this video game, and things miiiiight've gotten outta hand-"

The infamous Briefs temper barged onto the stage at this point.

"That's it." Bulma growled, not unlike a Saiyan warrior. "All of you, OUT. I'm having this whole
room remodeled. You can go- Go- Hang out at the pool or something!"

All the Saiyans, even Gohan, despite having nothing to do with the state of the other two rooms,
nodded furiously.

The Saiyans quietly changed into their swimsuits, while Gohan quickly slipped out of the room and
Bulma made her way into the other room. A loud scream made the hearing sensitive Saiyans
recoil.

The pack's survival instinct kicked in and they knew it was best to hurry and get as far away from
her as possible. As they made it towards the exit, however, Bulma stopped them.

"Hold it right there! I came to tell you all that there's a special event happening at eight p.m. on the
main deck, where we had breakfast this morning. BE HERE. IN THIS ROOM. AT SEVEN ON
THE DOT. You guys are wearing something special for the occasion and these garments you'll be
wearing take time and professionals to put together."

Nobody dared groan less they attracted ire back at themselves. They just mumbled subdued 'okays'
and 'yes, Bulmas' and made their way to the main pool on the lower deck.
"Damn, she's scary when she wants to be." Turles commented.

"You would not expect it from just looking at her, would you?" Vegeta said.

"Well, I wouldn't have expected it from Gine either." Toma shared.

Bardock nodded. "Gine might've been much nicer all around than most Saiyans, but when he did
get mad, Goddess preserve whoever had caused it."

"He had this wicked way of throwing knives at Saiyans who wanted to shoplift a package of meat."
Toma shivered.

"It's a miracle I never got scalped." Raditz touched the top of his head.

"You were his cub, even if you did have sticky fingers.'' Toma said, matter of factly. "Others were
less fortunate." He continued, remembering some of Gine's bullseyes on certain body parts.

"One time, Gine straight up chopped a shoplifter's tail in half! Left him with a stump tail." Bardock
smiled nervously at the memory.

Vegeta silently reflected on how Kakarot's personality suddenly made more sense. When the Earth
Saiyan got mad, he got MAD.

"Gine went for quality rather than quantity when it came to being vicious." Bardock said with a
lopsided grin.

Goku smiled at his parents' memories. He couldn't wait until the Dragon Balls were ready to use
again.
 Another Honeymoon

The pack arrived at the pool where they immediately spotted Roshi and Oolong catcalling the
female pool users.

"You shall get thrown out, old man." Vegeta snapped as the pack made themselves comfortable in
and around the pool.

Goku nodded towards the pool and Broly followed him, more confident now that he could see
other people swimming calmly and without any worry on their faces, only smiles.

Vegeta grabbed Raditz by the hand and led him to two empty lounge chairs where they could catch
some sun and chat.

Turles was busy catching the eyes of several onlookers, and absolutely preening at the attention.

Toma and Bardock sat on the edge of the pool, observing the strange creatures that lived on this
planet, and also catching up. Bardock told him about these ridiculous notions humans had about
breasts and public feeding. Toma just shook his head in disbelief.

"Okay, Broly. Ya think yer ready t' tackle the deep end?" Goku asked his mate.

Broly put on a determined face and nodded, letting Goku guide him towards the other end of the
pool.

"Hey, guys!" Cheelai waved at them. Broly smiled at his friend and Goku waved back. Lemo also
came by and greeted his Saiyan friends.

"How's it goin'?" Goku asked.

Cheelai gasped, "oh! The strangest thing happened earlier today. The ship started shaking and this-
This green aura enveloped everything! I thought it could be an Earth phenomena, but the way
people were screaming-"

The savior of humanity sweatdropped.

"Oh, really? That's odd." Goku scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

Lemo simply looked at him. "Look, I know it was you guys, so stop that. And while I don't care
about what you do out of my sight, I do politely ask that you don't sink this ship because you get
horny, okay?"

Goku hung his head down and nodded.

"Wait- Was it…?" Cheelai looked towards Lemo, Broly, and Goku, finally settling on Broly.

"Seriously, Kakarot, how do you keep messing up stuff just by fucking?" Turles teased, sitting on
the pool edge nearby.

Goku turned towards him, face red with embrasement. "Oh, shut up, Turles. Ya were there too. It
ain't me who started it with goin' Super!"

"No, but you did join. Very willingly, I might add. Did you enjoy Broly's Legendary Super Saiyan
dick inside you?" Turles asked, kicking his legs in the pool and sipping his drink.

"HEY! Ya kept it goin' too. One round woulda been all if not for you two!" Goku pointed
accusingly at Turles and his carrier.

"DON'T YA POINT AT ME, BRAT, OR IMMA WHACK YER TAIL OFF!" Came Bardock's
angry voice.

Goku put his hand down, he'd forgotten how rude it was to point among Saiyans. "I'd like t' see ya
try." Goku stopped. Where did THAT come from…?

Bardock rose up, cracking his knuckles.

Goku hunched down automatically. He might be a lot stronger, but his instincts knew better than to
go against his center.
"Let's not be too hasty, love. Remember, Kakarot IS bonded with Vegeta." Toma tugged gently at
his mate's tail.

Bardock made a 'tch' sound and looked at his mouthy cub again. Seeing the submission, he
begrudgingly sat down again.

"Still, it ain't just me who caused it." Goku insisted stubbornly.

"So has Broly learned to control his powers? You think we can move here now?" Cheelai asked
enthusiastically.

"Ehehehe, I wouldn't call it a victory yet. He still got a lotta practice t' do, but he'll manage soon."
Goku said that last part as he looked at Broly. The larger Saiyan smiled back.

"Fantastic. That Vampa place has been on my nerves for a while." Lemo said, "it can't begin to
compare to the beauty on this planet." The older alien swam away to continue with his exercises.
Before all the Frieza mess he got himself into, in his younger days, he would often swim on his
planet as a means to tone his body. He really missed it.

Cheelai heard Videl and Eighteen calling her over from the chairs. They had planned earlier on
getting together at the pool to catch some sun and gossip. "Well, they're waiting for me. Better go
back, see you guys!" She waved at Goku and Broly and swam back to the Earth women, who she
had become very fond of.

"Well?" Eighteen asked as Cheelai lifted herself out of the refreshing pool.

Cheelai smiled and reclaimed her place between the two curious gals. "Yep! It was totally Broly
who went Super while 'mm-mm' Goku."

"I knew it!" Eighteen smiled.

Videl blushed, not wanting to picture her father-in-law in that position.

"The moment I felt the ship shaking, I knew it was them." The android placed her sunglasses back
down and sat back to relax. "Whenever shit goes down, it's always them, one way or another."

"I'm just glad Gohan didn't turn out to be so… You know, like them."

"Oh, I don't know, Videl. He went pretty wild at the pool party that time." Eighteen said while
checking her nails. "Boy's got a hidden side to him."

Videl choked and blushed, but said nothing. She'd started seeing more of Gohan's unusual tastes,
but as long as she was included or in the know, she accepted it. That was not, however, the same as
blurting it out to Eighteen, the gossip queen.

"We both went a little wild that night, and let's leave it at that, Eighteen." The young mother settled
on saying.

The android pulled her shades down and winked at the human, making her blush.

"We all had fun, why get hung up on details? I'm just glad the ship is in one piece." Cheelai
concluded.

"Just look at them…"

Vegeta pulled Raditz back by the hair when the larger Saiyan sat up to look at where Vegeta was
looking.

"Can you not be less obvious!" The Prince snapped.

"Hmm? Ya mean the females?" Raditz asked quizzically, rubbing the sore spot on his scalp.

"They just cannot keep their noses in their own business."

"Well, to be fair, neither could 'Dock, or Turles, for that matter, and YOU are minding their
business too."

Vegeta blushed a bit around the ears. "That- That is not the same!"

"Noooo, eavesdropping ain't the same as gossiping, yer right." Raditz said with a smirk.

Vegeta cuffed him upside the head for that one. "Shut up, smartass."

"So ya can hear them better?" Was all Raditz said before immediately getting off the chair until he
wasn't within prince-size arm's reach.

The Prince growled at his husband and mate, and when the royal neglected to retaliate for that
sassy comment, Raditz arched his eyebrow. Vegeta made a 'come hither' motion instead, and
Raditz cautiously inched his way back.

"Oookay, this is unlike ya, Vegeta." He said as he sat down again next to his mate.

"I must talk to you, tell you something." Vegeta explained. "On this planet, there is a special
chamber. Remember where we arrived before going on the cruise, the floating palace place?"

Raditz nodded, vaguely recalling the whiteness and serenity of the place they had teleported to and
that bizarre character, Mister… Pop? Poppy? Raditz remembered this being staring deep into his
soul. A chill ran down his spine at the memory.

"In this palace called 'the Lookout', there are different rooms. I wish to spend time with you in the
Time Chamber, away from the pack, and everything else. Spend time with you. Just you."

The long haired warrior blushed. "Shucks, Vegeta, wontcha get tired of me?"

"Never." The Prince leaned in to give him a quick kiss.

"Get a room, you two!" Oolong called out from his chair.
"We are trying!" Vegeta shouted back at the pig.

He turned his attention back to his mate. "The thing is, Raditz, this chamber is special in that time
moves differently."

Raditz looked mighty confused. "Huh?"

Vegeta smirked. "It is in a different dimension. One Earth cycle out here, is one. Whole. Earth.
ORBIT inside the room."

Raditz looked gobsmacked.

"Kakarot and I have often used it to prepare for upcoming fights, and… Other things, but the point
is- We can spend a long time inside, but in reality, just a few hours will have passed. I tell you this
because, while I do not put that much stock in human customs, they do have one that I like.

"After a wedding, the mates usually escape to a remote location for what they call a 'honeymoon',
where they basically screw each other silly for weeks at a time. I want that with you. I have already
had one with Bulma when we got hitched and- Well…" Vegeta trailed off, and looked at the pool,
needing some distance after laying his heart out like that, so he was slightly startled when his face
was cupped and hot, insistent lips met his own.

Vegeta was not one for public displays of affection in front of strangers, but in this moment, he
really didn't give a damn. Let them look. And feel jealous.

Raditz pulled back, eyes lit up and his body almost bursting from desire. He grabbed Vegeta's hand
and practically dragged him towards the resting beds in the nearby VIP area.

They ignored their friends' catcalls thrown their way. It was fine. Vegeta would get even with them
later.

The older couple, in reality very young for a Saiyan, watched as Goku taught Broly how to handle
the water.
"Look at those two. They remind me of us when we first met. Officially." Toma said fondly.

"HA! I still can't believe ya did that in front of the King and the Elders. And then ya fucked me
right on the banquet table!" Bardock guffawed. "Ya shoulda seen their faces."

"Hey, I was about to lose the sexiest piece of tail on the planet to His Majesty, and I knew that my
dick was the only solid memory you had of me!" The tanned Saiyan justified his less than proper
actions.

"And then we had to play matchmakers for King Vee and his mate- What was it- Sakinuya?"
Bardock arched his eyebrow.

"Oh, wow. That was quite the adventure. I was trying to get you pregnant every step of the way."

"I was on my heat back then, wasn't I?" The Commander said fondly.

"You sure were. Your entire team wanted a piece of you and I even knocked Toteppo out cold."
Toma laughed.

Bardock smirked. "Gine was so mad at us. 'We're on a mission', 'stop acting like first timers', 'the
King's future depends on us'." Bardock mocked Gine's voice.

"Well, Gine was always a bit more… Reluctant about sex than most Saiyans." Toma mused in
remembrance. "I remember when I finally got you pregnant I almost bit Gine's hand off when he
tried to get near you. You were building your nest, remember?"

"Gods, yes, right in the middle of the Snow Mountains. I swear ya guys drove me up the wall. It
was like having cubs already."

"And then we had our first precious, little cub…" Toma said in a sad voice.

Bardock leaned his head on his mate's strong shoulder. "I miss them, both of them. So fucking
much." He said silently, turning his head into Toma's shoulder.
"Hey, we have the orange balls though, right? We can wish both of them back to life!"

"I want Gine first. He deserves to be there before we get our baby back."

"Didn't Kakarot mention we can get two wishes or something?" Toma turned to bury his nose in
Bardock's hair.

"About that, there's something I need to tell ya, come with me." Bardock uttered and stood up.

Confused and curious, Toma followed his mate as they left the pool area.
 Time Passes by

The two Saiyans located an empty storage room and entered carefully to avoid knocking over the
pool supplies. Bardock sat on a lone chair, while Toma leaned on a wall.

"So, what was it that you wanted to tell me? Can- Can they not do it? Kakarot said-"

Bardock stopped him. "They can, but when is the issue. Ya remember how I was called over to
Vegeta's room earlier?" Toma nodded.

Bardock gave a recap of the conversation he'd had with Bulma and the possible outcomes to when
they could get their circle members back. Toma was crestfallen. He was so looking forward to
getting Gine back as soon as possible, and maybe have their cub revived with the other wish.

"All this to keep Turles quiet because of a human's sensitivities? Don't our wishes have more
importance?" Toma asked.

"Hey, we're lucky to get any wishes at all." Bardock huffed. "We've done little to deserve such
treatment. Besides, they have two sets of those wish balls, so it won't take as long as you fear."

Toma nodded. "Kakarot doesn't know about Cumber being brought back, does he?"

The scarred Saiyan shook his head. "I'll talk to him before the balls are active. Truth is, I've barely
talked to him about our cub, only once to explain why Turles and I didn't get along- Among several
other reasons. It was just… Too much." His eyes grew distant as he lost himself in memories of
happier times.

"Hey." Toma walked over, pulled Bardock up, and hugged him. "It might take longer, but we'll get
them back, okay? We just need to hang on."

Bardock nodded into his chest.

"We've a chance to see them again, unlike most others who lose someone." Toma continued.
The couple stayed there for some time, seeking refuge in each other.

"Hey, 'Dock?"

"Hmmm?"

"Thank you, really."

Bardock looked up at him, confused. "For what?"

"For choosing this planet for our cub. Without it, or him. Well…"

Toma had a point. This planet, while it had messed with their youngest cub, had also kept him safe
and granted them the chance to be a full circle again. They stood there in silence. Neither of them
felt like moving for a while.

"So, um… 'Dock?"

"What?" Bardock wanted to enjoy the moment a little longer.

"Do you know when it was that Bulma wanted us to meet?"

"Oh, shit!"

They both rushed out of the room, neither of them knew if they were late already.

Time passed and the pool goers slowly started leaving towards their rooms. Bulma had sent out
special invites to everybody's room for a mysterious event that night, and anyone who was to
attend needed to dress snappy.

Raditz and Vegeta had headed to their suite early, Bulma had told them to be in her room before
seven. Turles had (finally) grown bored of all the attention he was getting from the humans and had
made his way to the pack room after seeing that the other warriors and Goku's friends were leaving
too. He didn't want to be late and cause Bulma to have another tantrum.

So it was that the pool area cleared out, the sun was setting in the horizon, and two oblivious
Saiyans, plus a few other guests that weren't going to go to the event, continued enjoying the water.

"Broly! Yer in the deep end!" Goku clapped.

The large Saiyan stopped doing the breaststroke and floated in the water, looking around. He hadn't
even noticed that he had swum away from the shallow end and was now swimming confidently in
the side he feared. Broly smiled and swam back to where his mate was sitting at the edge of the
pool.

"Hey, check out that sunset." Goku pointed at the reddened sky. He pulled Broly up from the pool
and they both walked to the ledge of the cruise, watching the beautiful scenery of the sun painting
the ocean.

Goku had seen this view several times and in different settings, but for Broly, it was a breathtaking
picture.

"Are the sunsets here always like this?"

"The scenery changes. In some places it's too foggy t' see, or some have mountains that cover the
sun before it gets the chance t' touch the horizon, but when yer at the ocean, yeah, they're often like
this."

"It's… Out of this world." Broly used the words Goku had taught him, making the older Saiyan
smile.

The warriors stayed like that well after the sun had disappeared and now stars were adorning the
night sky.
"How do you tell time?"

Goku was put aback. In all this time, he had never taught Broly how to read a clock. "Well, ya
usually use a clock, or just look at the sun. In fact, they should be serving dinner soon."

"We need to get dressed before dinner, right? Like Bulma asked us to?" Broly looked at his mate.

Realization punched Goku in the gut as his heart dropped into his balls. "OH, CRAP! BROLY! We
need t' head back! I completely forgot! Bulma's thing- She'll kill us!"

"I would never let anyone kill you." Broly said in a serious tone.

Goku made a sound while trotting in place, and grabbed Broly's hand. There was no time to
explain to his mate what that expression meant.

They ran back to the suite, looking more like blurry gusts of wind than flesh and blood people.
Goku quickly opened the doors to reveal nobody was there, although the room had been fixed.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck." He had never cussed so much in a non sexual situation before. Well, there
was that time when Vegeta had breached him-

"Ohh, we are dead! Ya'll have t' wish me back, Broly. I'll miss ya."

Broly was much more calm. He walked over to the table and saw some colorful outfits lying neatly
on top. One was green and had a colorful image of something on the back. The other one was
orange and had a similar design. "Are these what we're supposed to wear?"

"KIMONOS?! Bulma wants us t' wear KIMONOS?! Oh, nooooo." Goku grabbed his hair.

"Ya need help puttin' these on and I dun know how. Chichi always did them for me." He whined.

"Let's try. At least we can show up if we can wear them, right?" Broly reasoned.
Goku sighed. Broly clearly had no idea of how pissed or crafty Bulma could get when wronged. If
one looked up 'Hell hath no fury' they'd likely see a picture of Bulma. Or his ex wife. Broly did
have a point though. His ass was already in hot water. At this point it was just a matter of how
much.

"Okay, let's try this, maybe we get lucky."

While Goku and Broly wrestled with their garments, the event downstairs had already started. Jean
proudly walked onto the small stage and tapped on the microphone. Guests sat at small tables
positioned throughout the lower deck lit with dim lanterns. As they recognized the designer, some
clapped at him and whistled.

"Ladies and gentlemen and other genders, my name is Jean de la Roca, intimate designer by trade,
and I'm happy to announce that we have something exhilarating prepared for you tonight."

Cheers were heard from the crowd.

"Bulma has put together a rambunctious video, introducing the new hit models of the twenty-first
century! Now, this video is just a taste of what will come soon, and I assure y'all, you'll be swept
off your precious little feet.

"The video here was shot a while back, and as luck would have it, the stars are here on this
amazing cruise with us! We'll be showing several categories of clothing. Keep in mind this was the
first show our models ever did, but talent, and good looks-" Here, he winked and the crowd
giggled. "-Will always shine through. So without further ado, I'll hand over the reins to the brains
behind the operation and our host; the always lovely, Mrs. Briefs!" Jean handed over the mic to
Bulma while the crowd applauded.

"Thank you, Jean. Hello, everyone. First off, thank you for being here tonight. I know you're all
curious to see the show, so I'll keep this short. What you are about to see is not only the first
fashion show featuring some of Jean's designs for the next season, but also the very first fashion
show featuring extraterrestrial models!"

The guests cheered uproariously.

"Yes, yes, most of you know about Saiyans from the speech I gave when I announced our wedding,
but for the rest of you, Saiyans are males on the outside, hermaphrodites on the inside, and
wonderfully relaxed about nudity and sex. More info will be provided afterwards since I think I've
stalled long enough. So everyone, I hope you enjoy this historical moment. Thank you again!"

The crowd clapped, some stood up and shouted gleefully as Bulma stepped off the stage. Yamcha
groaned and placed his face on his hands. He knew exactly what was coming. Honestly, he had
expected to see drop dead gorgeous girls, but NOOOO. It was 'Saiyans this' and 'Saiyans that'.

"Come on, Yamcha. I don't want to be here either, but we're supporting Goku and his family- Pack,
whatever." Krillin elbowed his friend. "Besides, I thought you'd warmed up to the Saiyans lately,"
he added.

"Hey, that's not-!"

"Shhhh!" Came a voice behind them.

Yamcha closed his mouth and sank into the fancy but far too fragile looking chair they'd set up.

The technician started running the video on a huge white canvas that had been placed behind the
stage.

A deep voice came from the tall speakers. Fog erupted from behind the screen, adding an eerie
ambience to the setting.

As soon as the fog had settled, music began beating, and colorful lights painted the whole
audience.

-Freak Out-

Some guests started tapping to the beat as the video started playing. Lewd images of the alien
warriors started flashing. It showed them strutting down the catwalk in sexy outfits, made even
sexier by their alluring demeanor.
Yamcha turned beat red when he saw Goku wearing a black and orange skirt, high heels that would
annihilate anyone's back, and a shirt that read 'Butt Slutt'. His nose bled when Goku crouched
down and lifted his tail, giving everyone a perfect view of his ass, and- Did he just lick cum off his
fingers?!

"Goku owes me big time after this!" Krillin muttered, hiding his face.

"Lighten up! He's sexy! If you got it, strut it!" Eighteen yelled in Krillin's ear over the music.

"And I'm happy for him, I just don't need to see it, at least not see sooo… Much!"

For the sake of appearances, Gohan had to hide his face, as soon as his father appeared on the
video.

"Cheer up, Gohan. Not everyone has a dilf for a father!" Videl called out while smiling.

Gohan wanted to die. Still keeping up appearances, he replied, "lucky them!"

Images and sounds kept ravishing the spectators' senses. The stars of the show were seen posing in
many different outfits.

The crowd gasped and roared when Broly came out and his outfit ripped from the seams when he
flexed his arms.

Yamcha nearly fell out of the chair, before he caught himself. He heard the subtle thump that
might've been someone else actually falling to the ground, but with the music he couldn't be sure.

Krillin felt very small… All over, when confronted by that sight. Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed
his own. He looked down and found Eighteen's hand clasping his, thumb stroking over the back of
his hand comfortingly, despite her never looking away from the screen. He smiled and squeezed
back in gratitude.

Cheelai was whistling loudly and calling out as memories from the fashion show came back to her.
It was a good thing Lemo had decided to sit this one out. He had said Goku would surely
understand.

Tien was actually impressed. He never had seen these civilization-destroying creatures with eyes
other than acquaintances, or in Goku's case, friends. Now, seeing them wearing these outfits, he
was beginning to see why even Yamcha wasn't able to resist their charms. He noticed even Oolong
couldn't take his eyes off the screen.

Master Roshi sat in his chair, drinking a beer, and watching his prized pupil on display. "Goku, you
have made me proud in every aspect." He muttered to himself. "I wish you happiness in all of your
discoveries and adventures that are yet to come."
 Stars are Born
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

The video ended showing all the Saiyans posing in their lingerie outfits. On cue, fireworks
illuminated the night sky, as the majority of guests stood up to applaud the presentation.

When the crowd had settled down, Bulma took the stage again. "Jean de la Roca, everybody. Give
this wonderful man a hand!" After the spectators settled down from their roaring applause, Bulma
continued. "Well, that was the sneak peak, everyone. I hope you enjoyed it and are eager to see
more in the future. And now, for the best part! Honey, come up and bring the pack with you. Let's
give our stars a round of applause!"

Vegeta's tail fur stood on end, but the woman had made him promise not to show his bloodthirsty
side tonight. He nodded for the pack to follow him. The whole pack, minus two, made their way
back out onto the stage where they lined up behind Bulma. The blue haired woman noticed that the
pack was incomplete and she seethed on the inside, but rolled with it.

The crowd clapped and whistled at them and the striking picture they made. Turles predictably
went full diva and struck a pose, Raditz tried showing off his muscles through the kimono, while
the rest grit their teeth and tried to smile.

Bulma waved for the applause to die down. "Thank you. However, I'm afraid that's all we'll be
seeing tonight, but to those of you staying for the afterparty, we'll be with you soon. For the rest of
you, again, thank you so much for being here and helping us with our 'R.F.H. foundation'; the first
rainbow foster home for teens and young adults that have been kicked out of their homes for being
part of the LGBTQ community. I remind you that all funds collected on the cruise will be donated
to this cause. But for tonight, please enjoy the buffet and bars, one hundred percent on the house!"

The crowd gave an uproarious standing applause after which, people started packing up to leave.
Bulma and the pack walked off stage.

Jean intercepted Bulma before she could go backstage. "Bulma, dear, I couldn't help but notice-"

"Yes, I know they're missing, and yes, there will be reckoning." Was all she said.

Jean wisely left it at that.

-

Goku and Broly ran down the stairs, jumping more than several at a time. Goku didn't want to go
at his full speed in fear of ruining his getup. He had tried, lords, had he tried, but kimonos were a
very involved attire to wear. There was nothing simple about them.

The powerful warriors finally arrived at the aft and Goku felt his heart was finally able to beat
properly. Everyone was either enjoying drinks at their tables, or mingling.

"Oh, good, the gatherin' is still on. I just hope Bulma didn't notice we were late." Goku rubbed his
face. Broly smelled anxiety rolling off his mate and he offered a comforting hug. When they
separated, Goku took a deep breath. "Might as well join in for whatever remains of the party."

Goku reached out with his ki and searched for his family. Once he found them, he took Broly by
the hand and made his way through the crowd. A lot of people were staring at them, oddly enough.
Did everyone know they had been late? Had he screwed up the kimonos too obviously? What was
going on?

"Hey, that's butt slut!" A patron said while pointing at Goku.

Goku made a face, "butt slut- Wha?"

"Oh, my god, he IS as huge as he looked in the video!" Another one commented.

"Could you imagine the size of his 'you know what'?"

Goku bared his fangs at the people ogling his mate. It was one thing to share Broly with the pack,
another to even share him with his friends, but these- Strangers had no right to be eating him up
with their eyes. They didn't deserve him. They were nobodies!

Goku shook his head to dispel the darker thoughts he was having. Damn, the bond with Vegeta
was really starting to take its toll. Goku wondered if there was a way to shield himself from the
influence of it…
"There you are! Finally decided to honor us with your presence, eh? You missed the whole show."
Turles snapped. He and Vegeta were avoiding the crowd while Bardock and Toma were being
harassed by a group of fans. Further away, Raditz was happily feeding off the attention he was
getting.

Goku ignored him. "Hey, guys. Where's-" He visibly gulped, "-Bulma?"

"She is entertaining guests at the moment." Vegeta replied. "You have some serious grovelling to
do later on, Kakarot."

"I'm so sorry," Goku groaned, "we lost track of time! The sunset was so beautiful and Broly had
never enjoyed one t’ the fullest before-" The young Saiyan felt an arm wrap around his shoulders
and he was pulled against a strange smelling body.

"Hey, babe, you were wack on that video. I'd like to get more acquainted with you. How about we
go to my cabin for some privacy?" The voice whispered in his ear.

Goku squirmed a little to get a better view of the stranger hugging him.

"Uh, video? Um, no thanks." Goku chuckled. "I- I have a mate, ya see, and-"

"I assure you we can have some nice fun under the sheets." The human insisted.

"No, really, I-"

"Hands off him, maggot!" Vegeta growled.

The stranger looked at Vegeta's stature and laughed mockingly. "And what are you going to do,
pintsize? Let your boyfriend decide who's the bigger man and choose for himself."

Turles had to bite his tongue not to laugh. The human snaked his hand down to Goku's ass and
squeezed a round, firm cheek, making Goku squeak. Before Vegeta could explode in a seering aura
of pure, unrestrained rage, another Saiyan beat him to it. With a growl, Broly picked up the much
smaller human and threw him overboard. The intruder let out a high pitched scream and broke the
ocean surface with a loud splash.

"MAN OVERBOARD!" Was shouted from the crow's nest and the lifeguards immediately took
action.

Vegeta watched with sadistic glee as the semi-conscious transgressor was hauled back in the boat
and taken to the clinic.

"Oh, my god- You just yeeted that creep off the boat!" Came a familiar laughing voice; Yamcha
and some others approached the commotion.

"Well done, Broly." Vegeta said with pride. The large Saiyan beamed.

"Wait, what happened?" Cheelai asked as she joined her friends.

"This dude thought he could just feel Goku up right in front of his boyfriend!" Yamcha laughed.

Goku frowned and straightened out invisible wrinkles in his kimono. "Broly ain't my boyfriend,
Yamcha. He's my mate. In human terms, he's my spouse."

"Psh- Well, you didn't get married here , so technically, he's just your boyfriend." Yamcha crossed
his arms.

Eighteen walked up to him with her fist at the ready.

"Eighteen, honey, calm down-" Krillin nervously tried to stop his fiery wife from killing his dumb
friend.

"Hey! So that just means Goku and Broly should get married here as well!" Videl said loudly,
trying to stop the incoming, one-sided battle. At least it stopped Eighteen.
The android turned to the human and stared. "I get to pick Goku's dress."

Goku blushed furiously. "N-now wait a minute-"

"If you get to do that, I get to choose the theme!" Videl countered.

The two women started throwing wedding ideas at each other, much to the discomfort of the rest.

"SON GOKU!"

A loud, angry voice interrupted Videl and Eighteen's 'perfect wedding' planning, and they all
turned around to see an angry Bulma stomping towards the Earth defender.

"Oh, boy…" Goku wanted to hide inside his kimono.

"WHY WERE YOU TWO NOT HERE IN TIME?!" Bulma screamed at him. She couldn't well
blame Broly. Poor thing probably had never seen a clock before.

"I- We- The sun! It was-"

"Easy, Bulma. Goku just said he was going to marry Broly so they could be recognized as spouses
among humans. Give him a break." Eighteen informed the fuming scientist.

Goku floundered, "I NEVER SAID-"

"He did? Son! When were you going to tell me this?" Bulma completely changed her demeanor
and ideas started formulating in her head. Vegeta and Turles were quietly enjoying Kakarot's
predicament. They just needed popcorn.

The spiky haired Saiyan tried to explain, "Bulma, I swear, this-"

"He proposed to Broly earlier today. On his knees and everything." Turles added more wood to the
flame. Vegeta barked out in laughter.

Goku rounded on the pirate and was about to tell him to shove it, when Bulma turned him around
and hugged him.

"Oh, Goku! I'm so happy for you two! I need to make plans for your ceremony, where will it be
held… Oh, my god, what food shall we serve…" Bulma, lost in her thoughts, forgot all about why
she was angry at Goku.

"It's official, then. I'm having two father-in-laws!" Videl said enthusiastically.

Goku's jaw fell.

"Two father-in-laws? What's this about?" Gohan walked up to the group and asked, having missed
the previous events. He handed Videl her drink.

"Thank you, dear. Your dad is getting married!" Videl told him.

Gohan spat out the liquid he was swallowing.

"Marron is going to be the ring bearer." Eighteen said proudly.

"Honey, please…" Krillin tried to keep this from escalating even more.

"Saiyans do not wear rings." Vegeta commented.

Bulma was still muttering to herself. "The bridesmaids will have beautiful dresses…"

Goku closed his eyes. He was about to lose it.

 Just then, Bardock, Toma, and Raditz made their way back to the group.

"I overheard yer gonna get married, Kakarot?" Bardock asked his cub.

"Wait- What?" Raditz stood in shock.

"HAWAII! THE WEDDING WILL BE IN HAWAII!" Bulma shouted.

"ENOUGH!"

A loud voice silenced the group and some of the guests that were near them.

One Namekian warrior, having caught the group's attention, decided it was time for him to
intervene. He had heard the entire conversation from a distance and if Goku wasn't going to put a
stop to it, then he most certainly would.

Chapter End Notes

Never let people pressure you into doing things you're not ready for.
[Unless- you know, it's your responsibility and wellbeing.]
 Piccolo's Defense
Chapter Notes

I HATE crossovers [unless Deadpool is involved, or maaaybe just for the sake of
comedy], but dammit, this HAD to be done. I apologize.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The gang watched as Piccolo took his place next to Goku. "You are all a bunch of selfish assholes.
You pretend to know what Goku wants when Goku has been trying to stop your planning of his
personal life for the last ten minutes! You didn't even bother to listen to him. You start building his
life for him in what you think would be best for YOU and not him, instead of asking Goku what
HE would like to do. This isn't a Build-a-Bear workshop! This is Goku's personal life and he can
very well decide for himself what path he wants to travel with his life partner! Right now you are
all taking advantage of his far too nice nature that keeps him from speaking up. He already got
married once because of pressure. Stop trying to force it again, especially if you're all going to
design it according to your preferences. You have the audacity to call yourselves his friends."

The group looked down at their shoes.

"So you, stop fanning the flames." He looked at Turles. "And Bulma, you stop mentally picking
out table cards or whatever. You've had two weddings of your own to design already. IF Goku
wants one, let him have a say in it. As of right now, the next one who forces the issue will be the
one to tell Chichi. Maybe THAT will cool your eagerness."

The group collectively gasped. Piccolo was right. While Goku and Chichi had separated and were
no longer living together, they had never officially divorced.

Goku looked up, speechless, at the green alien who'd just said more in one minute than in their
whole friendship. He suddenly grabbed Piccolo and hugged him.

Piccolo choked on his words as his friend clinged to him. "HEY!"

"I know ya hate this and I'm sorry, but I'm so happy yer my friend. We'd be screwed without
someone sane."
Bulma was so touched by the scene, she started clapping, a few others followed with more subdued
applause.

The Namekian was able to pry himself away from the Saiyan and ignored the sounds coming from
the others.

"Wow, you really put us in our place, Piccolo." Bulma winked. "I didn't know you had it in you.
You could be a lawyer."

Piccolo sputtered, before regaining his ability to talk. "I've more or less become the babysitter of
you lot." He grumbled.

"Same difference, really." Bulma said with a laugh. She looked at Goku and laid her hand on his
shoulder. "I'm sorry I got carried away, Son. It's your wedding. So you get to decide."

"Oh, thank you, Bulma, but the thing is… I ain't proposed t' Broly." He said, scratching the back of
his head.

"Wha- But-" She gaped before she looked around. "TURLES!"

Everyone looked at the now empty spot where the pirate had been standing just a few seconds ago.

"Say what you want about him, but he knows how to pick his battles," said Vegeta.

Goku laughed, glad the tension was gone.

"What's a Build-a-Bear?" Broly asked.

"Don't ask." Piccolo replied with a shudder.

Goku decided to tie up a loose end. "However, Bulma, IF we do get married, ya'll of course be a
part of it." He told his oldest friend.
"Of course." Bulma waved him off. "You'd be lost without me, Son." She added with a wink.

"And Kakarot, next time just punch the creep yourself. Far easier than having all this mess
happen." Vegeta huffed.

Goku sweatdropped.

After the whole life lesson from the Namekian, the group went back to enjoying the party. The
guests of honor were being constantly interrupted by their newest fans. Goku politely turned down
petitions for an autograph, Bardock kept scaring others away, Raditz and Toma were awkwardly
signing sheets and papers and napkins, not really understanding why these humans wanted their
names -They wouldn't even be able to understand their written language.

The Saiyan that was getting the most attention, however, was Broly. He was the most popular
'future model' among the pack. Some buff guy even asked to arm wrestle with him. Goku
immediately shook his head, but Vegeta wanted to see this human humiliated for daring to compete
with a Saiyan, and their fans kept spurring them on.

One sprained wrist, dislocated shoulder, and broken table later, the man ruefully headed to the
onboard clinic. Goku simply gave Vegeta A Look, as he tried to comfort Broly who felt bad about
accidentally hurting the human. Broly had tried to be as gentle as possible. The only plus side was
that no one else was stupid enough to challenge Broly again after that.

Turles had re-emerged from his hideout and was now soaking up all the attention, flirting like there
was no tomorrow.

Bardock shook his head in disdain. "Why do ya egg them on? Yer not even gonna go to their
rooms."

"Oh, it's just too much fun to get their hopes up~" Turles purred as he was given another room
number. "Also, you never know what you might need. Besides, it'd be rude to refuse them." The
pirate waved back to the couple who gave him their number. He turned to his look-alike and made
his eyes go big and innocent.
Bardock simply glared at him but left it at that. It wasn't his business anyway. He then felt
someone gently pulling the hem of his sleeve and turned around. He was met with a group of four
older females. The oldest one looked like she was about to keel over.

One of them, the boldest one with a rich accent and brown hair, leaned up to him and asked
seductively, "so, handsome. What do you get up to in your free time?"

Bardock bared his fangs at the female and growled. "I suck dick."

There was total silence aside from one of them choking on her champagne. The two others started
to laugh until Bardock legitimately thought they'd die from it, and Bulma would get pissy again.

"Heheh, tough luck, Blanche."

"Oh, shut up, Dorothy." The bold one snapped at her friend.

"He'll suck any cock on the planet- Well, our planet." Toma commented as he slung an arm around
his angry mate.

"Is that so? Well, we can't help you there, but we'd loooove to hear more about your planet, right,
girls?" Blanche asked her friends.

The other three nodded, one of them still coughing a bit from her champagne encounter.

"And about how much ya suck dick." Said the oldest one.

"MA!" The tallest one reprimanded.

"Whaaaat. It's honest to god curiosity."

"Ain't got no problem retelling stories of my earlier days, but I've sucked dicks taller than you,
shorty." Bardock told the oldest female as they made their way to a table.

"And I've taken them larger than you, scarface!" The old woman replied.

"MA! Please, show some decorum!"

"Ohh, read the room, Dorothy."

Toma smiled at the four females. The oldest one was a sure firecracker.

Suffice to say, the Saiyans met a lot of colorful characters that night, some more colorful than
others. They had drinks, swayed to the music, laughed, flirted… All in all, it was a pleasant night.
However, the Saiyans were getting a bit tired of the same scene.

"So, Goku. What does it feel like to be a celebrity?" Krillin asked his friend.

"A- Ahem- Celebrity?" Goku had to clear his throat when the monk said that. Surely he was
joking…

"Face it, you guys are famous now, and it'll only get worse from here. You'll have presentations,
interviews, late night shows, fan letters, stalkers- Well, not that you guys need to worry about those
twisted creeps."

"Just what happened while we were late?" Goku asked his best friend, more than a bit concerned.

"Oh, right. Bulma showed a video of you all doing some fashion show. Also, you owe me big time,
Goku. There are some sides of you I didn't need to see." Krillin replied.

Goku missed the last part as realization punched him in the gut for the second time that night. The
fashion show in the cave. Bulma had mentioned it at the reception, but Goku had totally forgotten
about it. Oh, gods…
Krillin noticed Goku turned a pale, sickly green. "Hey, hey, buddy! Calm down. I didn't mean to
scare you. Bulma will most likely hire agents to settle most of those things."

"It ain't that, Krillin. The reason why we kept quiet after Cell was t' avoid all that! I dun know how
t' handle that popularity stuff!"

"Ageeeeents." Krillin made jazzhands. "Goku, trust me. There is no way Bulma would let YOU
guys handle the P.R., in any form. In fact, she'll want you as far away from it as possible when
she's not there to do damage control. So relax."

"It's easy for ya t' say, Krillin. What about Chichi? If she ever sees me doin' that sorta thing…"
Goku dropped his face in his hands.

"Well… You might want to stay on that other planet for a while." Krillin joked to ease the tension.

"That's yer advice?" Said Goku in disbelief.

"That and tell her about getting married again, right there. Get it all over in one go, you know?"

"My kids, Krillin! What about Goten? She could take him away from me!"

"Goku, I know you dislike this, but all you have to do is go up to the King, show him your
childhood photos, tell him you beat King Piccolo, and they'll toss Goten to you in a heartbeat.
She'll be out of the picture for good."

Goku rubbed his hair bangs back. It wouldn't be so easy. All of his belongings were in his former
home, in any case. "But I dun want Chichi not t' be able t' see him, and vice versa. I dun want
Goten t' go through all that mess."

"Then get visitation rights, or shared custody. That way you can visit as much as you both want."

Goku still looked nervous. "I dun want him t' see us argue, and Chichi- Well…"
Krillin knew what he meant. Chichi was typically very vocal about her opinions. "Tell her that you
shouldn't be yelling in front of the kids. Hopefully, she'll respect that."

"That'll just make her madder." Goku said, resigned to his fate.

"I'm afraid those are the options, unless you take full custody and she visits instead."

"I can always threaten her for you." Eighteen suddenly sidled up to them.

"She won't back down." Goku replied without missing a beat. "She slapped Buu, for Kami's sake!
Ya won't scare her."

"Yeah, and she got turned into an egg. One would think that’s an easy lesson to learn. Anyways,
my offer stands." Was all she said before heading towards a waiter with a platter of drinks.

Broly smelled his mate's anxiety rise again from where he was standing near them, talking with
some eager young adults about his life on a deserted planet. He left the group, apologizing, and
went to Goku's side.

The questioning look was not lost on spiky haired Saiyan. "It's okay, Broly. Just some things I need
t' figure out."

"Look, Goku, there isn't really an ideal solution to this, but Bulma has the best lawyers you can
buy… So all of them. She can help you get it sorted out. And Vegeta, HA! I hate to admit this, but
he cares for you. He would sooner blast Chichi to the fire dimension than let her hurt you in any
way." Krillin tried reassuring his friend.

Goku smiled a small smile. "I would like for my cubs to still have their mother alive after this, so
probably not go that route. But maybe Bulma can help."

Krillin scoffed, "Bulma's the smartest woman alive, I'm certain she can help."
 "I hope yer right, Krillin. I hope yer right."

Chapter End Notes

OMAKE I
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OMAKE II

How had it come to this? He'd once been the most feared creature on the planet. The
second link in a chain of infamous legacy. He had inspired fear and respect from all
who looked at him. Strong enough, even then, to reduce any human to dust with the
power in his pinkie.

He looked up as his tormentor approached again. He would not beg. He'd never grant
them that pleasure. He'd ripped his own arm off once in the hopes to win a battle. He'd
endured pain which the likes his tormentor had no idea of. He would not give in!
Come what may!

"And here you can choose what color the outfit is, we have all the standard colors, but
you can even design your own on that station over there. Here, next to it, we have
patterns. We, here at Build-a-Bear, pride ourselves on being able to fulfill any child's
idea of what their stuffed toy should look like."

The sales lady rambled on, while both Goten and Trunks looked around with wide
eyes, two sets of small hands grasping Piccolo's cape. Pan and Bulla, securely tucked
away in his arms, had their eyes illuminated with excitement.

The Namekian growled as the sugar laced, dulcet tone of the sales lady grated on his
ears. The humans better make up for having him babysit YET AGAIN, while they
were busy with teacher conferences, or doctor appointments, or whatever Goku was
doing with Vegeta on that planet.

Honestly, Bulma could hire a hundred babysitters, or even her mother would gladly
look after the kids. But for some reason, the kids had taken a liking to him and would
insist on having Piccolo watch over them. Even Pan would start crying if she wasn't
with her green guardian, or her (grand)parents.

"Enough!" He growled, stopping the sales assistant in her riveting explanation of the
different scent pads available. "Just give them whatever they want. Brats, off with you
and tell the woman what you want."

Like a wave of chaotic energy, the two demis descended on the poor salesperson like a
tsunami. They dragged her off over to the animal selection area and Piccolo sat down
on a far too small chair.

He sighed and looked down at the babies. By reflex, he carefully jiggled them a bit,
making two sets of giggles trickle out.
 Yeah, it wasn't all bad.

Still, he was never going to set foot in here again. Whoever had come up with this
idea, was clearly demented.

He would later be confirmed in his assumption when Goku expressed sadness over
having missed the trip, while Bulma nearly pulled a muscle from laughing too hard
when she was presented with a photo of a very grumpy Piccolo, carrying Bulla against
his chest in one hand, Pan's adorable face peeking over a turban-covered head, while
the oldest demis sat laughing on the wide shoulders, each tugging at the corners of
piccolo's mouth, resulting in a strained clown smile, a bag full of stuffed animals
clutched in the remaining free arm, and the whole splendidness topped off with an
obnoxious colored border with smiling bear faces.

End Notes

I don't know where I'm going with this. I just got frustrated that there are no Broly/Goku
smut fics inspired by the 2018 movie. And I've become instantly obsessed with these two
after watching the movie. So I blame the movie for this XD

Expect many kinks to happen. I like to cater to most people, so variety will be a thing. I will
add warnings at the beginning if *I* feel the chapter could be triggering. That is to say, not
all chapters will have warnings, just the ones I think could be sensitive.

DISCLAIMER
All characters belong to Akira Toriyama sama. I'm making no money off this, only fans
which are WAY better than money <3

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