CHAPTER 9:

It was a very uncomfortable trip up to the penthouse. All three men stood uncomfortably in the elevator as they avoided each other eyes. Except for the fact that avoiding each others’ eyes meant having to look at the compact, but well built man in front of them, who happened to be giving them a great view of his firm rear. Yamcha felt his face flush as his mind raced with images he didn’t even want to mention and sliding a glance to his mate, he noticed the same flush on his face, as well. ~ Great! We both have the hots for one man. ~

Vegeta smiled softly as he felt the other men’s discomfort. His body tingled and ached with anticipation, as his wanton mind was filled with all the pleasurable things he could do to them.

~ Gently now, Vegeta. Remember what you need them for first. ~

He knew they were staring at him and he loved it. Barely able to contain himself, he snuck a peak at both of them, nearly bursting with laughter at the brooding looks on their faces. After what seemed like eons to Goku and Yamcha, the elevator finally reached its’ destination and all three breathed inward sighs of relief. Stepping out of the confining space, Vegeta sauntered up to his doorway and glancing over his shoulder, he said slyly, “This way, gentlemen.”

The two partners stepped into a tasteful but highly furnished room. The dining room had already been set for dinner, and stationed at various parts of the large living/dining room area; ice buckets were filled with expensive looking champagne. They noticed the soft lights of candles as Vegeta pressed an automatic button that closed the curtains and gave the room a somewhat surreal look. Both men stole quick glances at each other, wondering what the hell was going on. Vegeta grinned and shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it across a sofa in a careless move.

“Are you both going to stand there like morons? Or are you going to join me for a drink?” he asked in amusement, as he uncorked one of the bottles and began pouring some of the sparkling drink into tall glasses.

“What is this all about, Vegeta?” Goku asked, removing his jacket as well and hanging it on the coat rack in the corner. Yamcha did the same and numbly accepted his drink from Vegeta, drinking it quickly to soothe his jumping nerves.

“What is what all about Goku? Is it so wrong to ask someone out to a quick lunch?” he replied huskily, as he gave Goku his own glass, making sure that their fingers brushed against each other. ~ Kuso! ~ Goku thought frantically. ~That jolt again.~ and darn if his pants weren’t getting way too tight. Turning away from the poignant look from the smaller man, he moved to sit beside a stiff Yamcha, who by this time had his champagne glass in a death grip.

~ Chikuso! They are making out right in front of me! ~ The man thought in anguish.

Vegeta sat himself across the two men and let the heavy silence fall as he watched them over the rim of his glass. He noticed the tense body language. Obviously, the two men were in the midst of personal crises, because neither of them made an attempt to speak, look nor even touch each other. ~ Probably my fault….~ Vegeta thought snickering. Placing his glass down, he announced suddenly,

“Either of you, two, hungry, because I am starved!” Not waiting to see if they were coming or not, he headed off to the food laden table and began helping himself. Both men jumped up at the same time and then looked at each other with frowns on their faces.

“After you…”Goku said, giving a mock bow as he directed Yamcha to the table.

“No..no…why don’t you go ahead.” Yamcha replied curtly. “Since you like to eat a lot and I guess you will probably be extremely hungry.”

Goku hissed beneath his breath and speaking in a hushed but angry whisper, he answered his mate, “Listen Yamcha, lets’ now start right now, okay? Lets’ just eat the fucking food and then we can continue our fighting back at the hotel!”

“What makes you think I want to go back anywhere with you! I bet you wish I wasn’t here, so that you could be here all by yourself with Vegeta!” Yamcha whispered back angrily.

“Why, you….”

Vegeta stared at the two men, chewing gently on his caviar, as they bickered back and forth. It was a funny thing to see and it was taking all his strength not to collapse with laughter. Finally having seen enough, he walked up to them and raising the tray to their noses, he asked mockingly,

“Caviar? Anyone?”

Spots of red darkened each man’s cheeks as they stared at the food in front of them. Vegeta watched as they both reached for the tray at the same time and the flinches that followed. ~ Kami! This is ridiculous.~

“Excuse me for asking this, gentlemen. But is there some kind of a problem I should know about?”

“NO!” They both replied sharply, not taking their eyes off each other.

“If anyone has a problem here, it would have to be Mr. Wonder boy, who thinks he can outsmart anyone….” Yamcha snapped.

“Well, excuse me for living, Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes! But I am not the one who keeps being a complete and total asshole ninety-nine point nine percent of the time!” Goku snapped back, really about to lose it, now.

Vegeta dropped the tray in irritation and in a quick move, grabbed a hold of Goku’s hair and yanked the sneering lips to his in a bruising kiss. ~ Lets’ see what you have to say now, Yamcha, my friend. ~ He thought; as he dipped his tongue into the surprised man above him.

Yamcha felt like he had been sucker punched as he watched the display. His whole body went cold and his hands clenched into tight fists, as the rage began to fill the now trembling body ~ What the fuck was this?! And Goku is…he was….is… responding!! The bastard!!~

About to open his mouth to yell at both of them, he was stunned into silence as Vegeta had spun away from Goku and was now kissing him with the same passion. Yamcha groaned involuntarily as the warmth of the smaller man’s tongue created the most amazing sensations he had ever felt. Vegeta grinned as he withdrew his lips gently, glancing over his shoulder to see the shocked/dazed look on Goku’s face.

“Now, gentlemen. If you are done with your little fight, I would very much like to eat…” leaving the words hanging suggestively in the air. He walked back to the table and was surprised to find his hands trembling slightly, as he tried to pick non-chalantly at his meal.

~Kuso! What are they still doing?~ He raised his eyes to notice that the two men had begun walking up to the table. He watched as they both sat down awkwardly and began to select their meal quietly. Once or twice, they would both reach out for the same thing, and it would take several seconds of silent dueling before either one would concede. Vegeta frowned as he watched their actions. ~ Hn. If I didn’t know any better, I would say they were acting like quarrelsome lovers.~ Vegeta knew that they were more than just working partners and he was envious of that. Although, he knew that Goku was the more dominating of the two, he realized that he wasn’t really doing much to make the relationship work. Not wanting to break up a beautiful relationship ~ Yeah, right! ~ Vegeta, however, needed the two of them, as partners. At least until his plans were done and carried out. But first, he had to weaken their resolve, especially Goku’s.

“More wine?” he asked, already filling up Goku’s glass. He turned towards Yamcha and filled his, as well.

“So what did you want us here for, Vegeta?” Goku asked again, as he began eating.

“You did say, you had a proposition for me….uh…us….” Yamcha said, glancing at the glare from Goku.

Vegeta finished down his drink and leaned back in his chair, lowering eyes as he took in the sight of the questioning men.

“Yes, I do believe that I did.” He got up quickly from the chair and paced over to the larger windows, drawing back the curtains to stare at the skyline. “You see, my friends. I want you both to work for me from now on.” Hearing the sharp intake of breaths behind him, he waited, smiling inwardly at the refusals he was sure to expect. When nothing was said, he turned around and saw the neutral looks on the men’s faces. ~ Hn. True Professionals. Listen before you make a judgment. ~ Then why the hell was he so nervous?

Pacing beside the windows, he continued, “I need you both to quit your current boss and to work full time for me. I guarantee that you will be fully compensated and that you will be treated with even more respect than your current employer tends to give to you….”

“No.”

“No?” Vegeta blinked at Goku’s curt answer. No one dared refuse him. How dare he? Smirking grimly, he folded his arms and asked calmly, “And why not, Goku-san?”

“I think what Goku was trying to say, was that we want to think about it for a while.” Yamcha replied curtly, ignoring the daggers that were shot at him from across the table.

“Is that true, Goku?” Vegeta asked, smiling at the counter punch.

“I said’NO’! Our loyalties lie with Piccolo in case you have forgotten, Yamcha. So before you go selling yourself out….think about the consequences.” Goku spat out, rising from the table. “Thanks for a great lunch, Vegeta, but I have to go, now. We are expecting someone soon.”

Vegeta felt his temper rise slowly. He could not afford to lose this man now. It would ruin everything. Stalking after the disappearing man, he blocked his path and replied in clipped tones, “I hope you realize what a big mistake you are making here. I am offering you the opportunity of a life time and you dare to walk away?!”

“What opportunity?!” Goku yelled back. “Do you think kissing me and trying to seduce me is going to make me crawl at your feet? Then you are sadly mistaken, Vegeta! I do not beg or grovel to anyone! Understand?! Now, if you don’t mind….I have to leave now!”

He turned around to open the door, when Yamcha, seemingly from nowhere, blocked his way again. Looking into his lovers’ eyes, he pleaded silently for him to wait. Goku gritted his teeth, trying to resist the look he was receiving.

“Please koi,” Yamcha murmured huskily, the alcohol making his head buzz a bit. He didn’t want to leave just yet. He had the sudden ridiculous urge to make love to his partner, and knowing Goku’s state, right now, he wasn’t really sure if that was such a good idea. “Lets’ just stay and listen to what the man has to say. And if we don’t like it, we can always leave. Hmmm?” He whispered as his lips brushed lightly against the stern ones before him.

Goku felt himself get heady from the words that came out of his mate’s lips and he groaned weakly as their lips met. Not caring if Vegeta was watching or not, he raised his hands and cupping Yamcha’s face, he slid his tongue into the waiting mouth, deepening the kiss. The two men gasped at the shock that went through their bodies as they began to kiss franctically.

“Oh Kami….Yamcha….”Goku moaned thickly, as Yamcha trailed his lips down his neck. Throwing back his head, he raised heavy lidded eyes as they clashed with obsidian ones that burned with similar lust. Raising his head, he withdrew gently from his mate and never taking his eyes off Vegeta he swooped down and caught the parted, sensual lips in a kiss that made them burn in its intensity. Yamcha figured he was supposed to get angry at this point, but hell! He was feeling too good right now.

Pulling Goku’s head away from Vegeta, he leaned down and captured the smaller man’s mouth, kissing him with a thoroughness that made Vegeta groan with desire. Goku began taking off his jacket, seeing that plans to wait for Piccolo might as well….wait.

“They are not at their hotel room, sir.” Kibito said, as he looked into the cold eyes of his employer.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, sir. The managers said that they left about thirty minutes apart from each other. They seemed to be heading down to the main city.”

“How are the trackers coming along?”

“They are still trying to pinpoint their location. It seems that both of them might be in the same place.”

“SIR!” Both men turned around quickly as one of the workers approached them.

“What is it, Shin?”

“We have located their whereabouts, sir. It seems that they are at the Hotel d’Bolivar.”

“Alone?”

“No…..They are with someone else.”

“One of our own?”

“No, sir. An outside party.”

The large man gritted his teeth in anger. An outside party. Those fools!!

“Shin…I need you to send someone over there….I think it is time for our boys to learn a little lesson.”

“Yes, Mr. Piccolo sir. We are on our way.”

Vegeta shut his eyes and hissed in his breath as he writhed and groaned with delirium on the satin sheets. He had never experienced such pleasure before and wasn’t sure if he would live to tell about it the next day, at the rate these two beautiful men were going on him.

“AHHHH….OH, YES!!” He screamed out, as Yamcha sucked in his cheeks and deep-throated his throbbing flesh, while pumping his fingers into the tight heat behind. Goku nipped and suckled gently on his nipples, laving each with his saliva and then blowing softly on them. He gripped Vegeta’s hands and pushed them to the side as he caught the now swollen lips in another soul-searing kiss. Vegeta moaned and bucked up sharply at the sweet sensations. His swirled his tongue against Goku’s and whimpered as Yamcha brushed against his prostrate, causing him to shut his eyes and throw his head back in ecstasy. He thrashed his head about, feeling himself about to explode, as Goku continued to lick and nip gently at his jaw and neck. Sliding downwards, he removed Yamcha’s head away from Vegeta’s member and kissed him slowly, causing the neglected man to raise lust filled eyes at them, wondering why they had stopped.

He watched as the two men, licked and kissed each other with abandon, moaning slightly, as the sight turned him on even further. Yamcha still had a grip on his turgid flesh and was stroking it as he was locked in with his mate. Eventually both men released each other, only to stare at Vegeta with devilish glints in their eyes. Vegeta had only a moment to think before he felt two sets of tongues working on his nether regions. Goku had begun to suck again on his penis, while Yamcha went to work on his swollen sacs, licking and sucking gently on them. Vegeta felt sure he had died and gone to heaven. “AAAHHHHH….KKAMMMMMIIIII” He howled out his joy to the world, as rainbow colors danced across his blinded vision. He bucked and writhed so wildly, that both men had to stop him. Goku released Vegeta just as he was about to let go and Vegeta nearly passed out in anguish.

Grinning wickedly, he lifted his mate up again and making sure that the smaller man was watching them, he turned Yamcha around on all fours and then thrust his own swollen heat into his mate’s unprepared opening. Yamcha howled at the invasion, but still bucked against Goku’s body in a motion that clearly meant ‘faster’. Goku pounded away at the muscled body, withdrawing all the way out and then slamming himself back in, faster and faster as his eyes were locked on the obsidian ones that flashed with something he couldn’t quite fathom. He shut his eyes as he felt himself about to reach edge. Leaning against his lover, he shifted into another position, creating even more friction and causing Yamcha to become speechless, as he arched his back into Goku’s hot skin.

Vegeta had seen enough. His own flesh was at breaking point and quite frankly, he couldn’t take it any more. In a swift move, he thrust his fingers into Goku’s anus, feeling the quick jerk at the invasion and the following whimper as he mauled the spot continuously. Goku began to pound into the man below him even faster as Vegeta found his prostrate. “OOOOHHH …..VVEGETAA!! NOW!!” Needing no second invitation, Vegeta thrust his throbbing heat into the slick one before him and stilled at the amazing sensation it brought. Goku hissed in his breath in pain and then slowly relaxed as he began thrusting back to the smaller man behind him.

Vegeta was sure he was in heaven. There was no other way to describe this. Moving rapidly, he thrust into Goku’s body, causing Goku to slam himself into Yamcha as all three men, rode each other into a frenzy. Sweat and heat drenched the tight bodies as a cacophony of grunts, pants and howls filled the air. Yamcha reached to tug at his neglected member and jerked as Goku’s hands joined his. They both worked the throbbing skin in rapid strokes as Yamcha suddenly tightened in approaching orgasm. He turned around and seized Goku’s lips in a bruising kiss as he exploded onto their hands and sheets. Groaning weakly with the intensity of it, he collapsed limply on the bed and watched through hazy eyes as his mate and Vegeta were still pounding away.

Goku arched into Vegeta as he withdrew from Yamcha. He grabbed Vegeta’s hand and placed it on his unsatisfied flesh. Vegeta stroked the heated skin as both men bucked and writhed against each other. Goku felt it coming and with a whimper turned and caught the sensual lips behind him, kissing Vegeta with such intensity, that Vegeta felt his own member tighten within Goku’s body. With a swift jerk, he emptied himself into the taut cheeks as Goku tightened himself around him. Screaming himself, at his own approaching climax, Goku spilled his own juices onto the strong hands and onto his mate’s body, shuddering as the aftershocks claimed his heated skin. Vegeta collapsed bonelessly onto Goku’s back, as he tried to calm down his own spasms.

Sinking onto the sheets, the men snuggled into each other’s warmth and gave each other light kisses in satiated content. Feeling the after effects of such a good workout, they succumbed to blissful darkness in sleep.

The tall man walked into the hotel lobby and walked up to the hotel manager.

“I have a package for a Mr. Brunswick.” He said, smiling gently.

“I am sorry, sir, but we cannot allow visitors into the hotel without permission.”

“Why don’t you ask him. I am sure he is expecting me.”

“Of course. Just one moment, please”

The man watched as the woman punched in the numbers to the room. She frowned as it beeped in response. Mr. Brunswick had never allowed visitors before, but heck! It beeped.

“Well, sir, I guess Mr. Brunswick will see you now.”

“Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle.” The man smiled gently in return, as he made his way up to the Penthouse suites.