OUR SECRET:

It’s amazing really to see him now. It’s like nothing has changed. Well…not quite…I have changed. Yeah, that’s right! I am no longer that little naïve boy with his head stuck in the clouds thinking that everything is going to be hunky dory in the long run. I am older now…eighteen to be exact. I am practically an adult. Yes, I have changed…but he hasn’t.

He looks just the same as the day he went away. Seven long years have gone by and yet he looks as youthful and as virile as ever. I cannot control the tears of joy that comes to my cheeks as I stare at him. The hero of the world. The savior of the downtrodden. Protector of all that is right and just in the world…my father.

I am hypnotized by the way he moves. Like a graceful feline, he stalks across the room, his rich baritone laughter giving the festive air a sense of gaiety and life. Yeah, my dad was always the life of a party. He could make fun of any serious situation and make you want to smile like an idiot. Well…my father does act like a fool sometimes, but I guess I am the only one that can see right through that façade. An act. Just a show to make his ‘friends’ happy.

I take a quick swig of my drink…ugh…what is this stuff? ‘Oh, hi Videl’…I say automatically. One of my best friends and classmates, Videl is pretty okay. She is a tough fighter and very competitive…for my attention. Oh, don’t get me wrong. She is great to hang out with…but she reminds me of my mother. Always yelling and snapping at me when things do not go her way. Just like the way she always acted to my father. I used to hate that…still do to be exact. All my mother seemed to care about was me being buried in books and becoming some wonderful scholar. I mean, I love her to death and all but sometimes…she just didn’t know when to give up.

I suppose I was ten at the time. It was the first time that I had seen my father really angry. Mom had gone into another shouting spree with him on taking me out to spar without her permission and that was when I got the chance to see a side of him that to this day…takes my breath away. He had stood up to her. I know it sounds dumb, but you have to understand. No one…and I mean no one has ever stood up to my mother before, but on that night, my father did. And he looked magnificent. I could have hugged and showered him with kisses, but I was supposed to be in bed and I didn’t want to give them any more cause for a fight.

The times I got to spend with my father were and is always the happiest time for me. I was the only one that got to see the real Son Goku. The idiocy aside, my father was smart enough to make me sound foolish at times. He taught me everything there was to know about the outside world. We would sometimes spend countless hours staring at the sky, doing and talking about nothing in particular. It was times like these that I would turn to him and whisper those three words that were always duplicated.

“I love you.”

I feel my face heat up in embarrassment as I notice him stare at me from across the room. My hands begin to tremble slightly at the warm look that he flashes to me. Kami! What is wrong with me? Why should I feel this way about my own flesh and blood? The man who gave me life. This was…insane…but still…

I drink in the delectable picture he makes in the tan slacks and black buttoned down shirt he has on. (One of the rare times he ever wears anything casual). Oh, Kami…If I could just…

“Why are you here alone?” He asks, his eyes lightning up with faint amusement. I blush again, trying to make a coherent sentence. I am failing miserably at it and my situation isn’t helped as he places a hand across my shoulders. I am now officially a stuttering mess. I can barely feel my legs as he makes me join his circle of ‘friends’. He squeezes my shoulder lightly, and I raise my head to stare at that face that I would do anything for. I notice the way his perfectly shaped nose is angled and the wonderful lips that part and then quirk into an amused smile. “Are you okay, son?” Am I okay? Am I okay?! If only you knew…

“Maybe we should go for a walk, whaddaya say?”

I nod numbly and follow him like a puppy. I watch as he says a few words to our hostess for the evening (Bulma) and slowly make his way back to me. “Let’s go.”

We stroll out of the large building and make our way down towards the large back garden that seemed to stretch forever. Simultaneously, we sink our hands into our slacks and smile gently at each other. My smile turns into a grin as I suddenly realize the situation we are in. I was finally alone with him and by god! I was going to have some fun tonight. No interference whatsoever.

“Come on dad!” I bellow out in excitement. “Race you to the nearest beach!”

And not waiting for his reply, I take off into the fading evening sunset, clearly aware that he was close behind me now. I laugh in exhilaration. This was what we craved. The freedom to do whatever we wanted. I gasp as I feel a hand slap my…my…butt! Before the quick blur of his speeding figure zoomed past me. For several gut-wrenching seconds, I forget how to fly and nearly tumble to the earth in confusion. Had he actually…Oh, Kami!

“Come on slowpoke!” He teases me. “You can’t let an old guy like me beat you now, ne?”

Swallowing tightly, I grin again and speed up to catch him. As luck would have it, we had arrived at our chosen location and with silent thuds we land onto the sandy shores. It was deserted. Just the way I liked it.

We take off our shoes and socks, rolling up the cuffs of our slacks to our calves. We laugh and giggle like teenage girls. We feel like we are doing something that we shouldn’t and if we get caught…oh the consequences. We wade through the salty waters and before we know it, we are splashing each other with the cold liquid, laughing and complaining at the same time. Exhausting ourselves out, we finally walk up to a relatively dry spot on the beach and lay down on the sand.

For long agonizing minutes, we stare at the growing sprinkles of stars that begin to dot the early evening sky. Then he begins to talk and I listen. It’s like music to my ears. His low rumble punctuated with his wonderful story-telling techniques have never ceased to amaze and enthrall me. I feel the slow warmth flow through my being again as I turn around to face him. His eyes are alive with mirth and happiness, which I am sure, is mirrored in my own eyes. I raise myself up to my elbows and before I can stop myself, I reach out to caress his cheek. I notice the slight frown on his face at the contact and I can feel myself almost in tears. He is going to reject me.

Just as I am about to turn away, I feel my hands suddenly grasped by the strength that was Son Goku. I tremble as I watch those dark eyes dilate into something that sent my pulses reeling. Oh, god! Could I take this? He raises my hands to his lips and slowly places light kisses on each digit. I can barely control the soft moan that escapes my traitorous lips. I can feel his other hand reach behind my neck, softly cajoling me closer to that amazing mouth. I need no second bidding, I lean forward eagerly and tentatively brush my lips against his, shivering in helpless delight at the jolt of electricity that surged through our bodies. With a groan, he intensifies the kiss, our tongues meeting in a fiery dance of lust.

I lie fully above him. I can feel his body respond to my obvious need. I grind myself against his hard evidence, feeling a smirk of satisfaction at the sharp hiss that he emitted. I cannot wait any longer. I needed him like a drug. I sit up quickly and strip out of my basic white shirt, my hands so eager that I almost ripped the damn cloth. I feel his own hands reach for my belt buckle and I raise myself up to aid him. We quickly discard all items of our clothing and in a few seconds we are together again, our naked bodies pressed against each other in sizzling heat.

I trail a line of desperate kisses along his jaw, ear, neck and chest. I listen and watch as he arches off the ground, my lips sucking gently on his tightened nipples at this point. I cannot believe I am doing this. That option was quickly taken away from me as I soon found myself on the earth. I stare into the shining dark depths above me, reaching up to claim those lips again. I shudder as his hands work their magic on my feverish skin. He trails those lean fingers down my body, stopping just at the point of no return. I whimper. Please. I beg. Touch me. He reaches down and grabs my turgid flesh in a firm grasp. I buck up and yelp in delight as he strokes me expertly. I sink my fingers into his hair, thrashing like a wanton animal as his lips follow the same path down to my nether regions.

I scream out my joy, as I feel his mouth engulf me, swallowing me whole…Kami! Eating me! I was already about to cum. In just a few seconds, I was going to blow my load in my father’s face and I didn’t want to do that. I wanted to be complete. I wanted my father in me.

“Dad…”

He silenced me with his lips again, giving me no reason to talk. The effort was too much anyway. I grunt in slight pain as I feel his fingers wiggle its way into my virgin opening. He whispers words of comfort to me and I slowly melt at his reassuring words. He probes me deeper…deeper….OH KAMI…YES!! I nearly throw him off as that spot in my body is stroked over and over again. I can feel myself transforming into my Super Saiyan state. Yes, it is that intense. I cry out in frustration as he withdraws. I am quickly silenced again as he sticks his fingers into my mouth, indicating his intentions. I quickly oblige, sucking on those strong digits and making sure that they were well coated with my saliva.

He prepares me again and I am sure that I am going to cum this time, but just at the breaking point, he stops again and I am left to whimper in protest. I watch as he raises himself over me. I can feel the slight nudge of his sex against my entrance and I hold my breath in anticipation. He gives me a smile full of love and warmth and I stupidly feel the tears about to fall off my eyes. I want you to relax. This is going to hurt. He tells me. I nod. I am ready for him. I will always be ready for him. I have been ready forever.

I am unable to stop the grimace or the wince of pain as he slowly slips into me. I know he is trying to be careful and I do not want him to stop on my account. I take in deep shallow breaths and release my tense muscles. Argh! I squeeze my eyes shut as the pain becomes unbearable. He is so huge and since I was a virgin…it was not easy to say the least. He whispers words of comfort; placing light kisses along my jaw and neck to reassure me. Oh, Kami! He is all the way in. We both wait to get adjusted to the invasion and with slow deliberation, he withdrew again. I shake my head and clamp my legs around his waist. I want it now. I needed it…him…now! I nudge him again and he complies. In mere minutes, we are panting and heaving like wild animals on the sandy shores. My inner walls are slick enough now and I can feel it…

“AAARRRRGGGHHH….KAMI…YES!!”

He lifts me slightly and I scream again as he thrusts against that spot over and over mercilessly. Before I can control myself, I finally release my seed all over our sweat-slicked bodies, bellowing like crazy, wondering if I was going to keep cuming forever. I am now a trembling wreck, clutching onto his neck as he continues to pump into me with more desperation. I finally feel the swell as he approaches his own climax. I listen to his scream of satiation as he spurts deep within me. I try to retain as much as I can as we spasm uncontrollably. With a final grunt, we collapsed limply to the earth, our bodies now sticky with the evidence of our coupling. I tentatively reach down to taste my essence. I twist my face into one of slight disgust. A bit salty…

“Gohan…”

I raise my eyes to stare at the dark ones before me, my heart almost bursting with joy and completion. I capture the now swollen lips in a bruising kiss, eventually releasing him to mutter out the words.

“I love you too.”

And so here we are, still at the beach. He is asleep now. He looks even younger than I am in this state. I smile softly to myself as I cuddle up to his strength and warmth. Yes, I had just had the most mind-blowing sex with my father, and I had no regrets about it. None whatsoever. This is our little secret…

A secret that only a father and son would understand.

THE END.