The Calling

Praise Buddha it's finally done. I think I've got a permanent pain in the ass now and I'm not talking about Goku. I have no clue how long the judgment took but I swear, the seams on my robe must be wearing thin by now. But, at least this whole thing is over and Cho Gonou is dead. It was what the council wished. I could do nothing to stop it. Hmm. That's funny. I swear, Goku can sleep anywhere at anytime. I was going to cut him loose but now I'm not sure I should free him. He looks a bit different too....I see. He was trying to screw himself over while I was sitting there breaking my ass to see justice done to Gonou. I'm not cutting him down then. Screwing him is MY job.

"Sanzo...?" the monkey asked and I glanced at him.

"Shut up," I replied and he stared at me.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"What's with you? I just want you to let me down. My arms hurt."

"You're arms didn't hurt when you tried to excite yourself."

"What?"

"Goku, do I have to spell it out for you? Look at your clothes."

"Huh? Oh....I was thinking about what you would do. I'm sorry Sanzo. I just started thinking about you and that's what happened. I don't exactly understand it, though."

"All right, I suppose I'll let you down. You'd just better let me show you how to REALLY screw you."

"But I'm not a screw. I'm not even a nut..."

"Goku..."

"What?"

"You talk too much."

"OW! What the hell was that for?! You tie me up four hours then you come and smack me?! You're really cold hearted."

He fell silent as I kissed him. All animals are that way, I guess. Give themethiething they really like and they all clam up. Of course, Goku has another favorite as well. Food. Give him that and he's perfectly happy but his reaction to what I'm doing now is different and in my opinion, more satisfactory. I removed his cape as I kissed his neck. He watched me with those amber eyes so full of love. It was the kind of love that was mixed with loyalty...the kind that dogs have for their masters. Maybe that's why he likes me so. Maybe he was a dog in a previous life.

"Sanzo...."

"What now?" I asked as he pulled away and undressed himself.

"Is this better? I want to have everything to your liking. I really do like your touch, Sanzo."

"All right Goku, why don't I give you a new lesson in kama sutra?"

"Sounds like fun. Can you eat it?"

"Not exactly. Sit down, Goku and I'll show you what I mean."
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I sat on the ground and watched Sanzo. He's pretty muscular for a priest. I guess reading all those books and sitting for long periods of times builds muscle. But, that doesn't exactly make sense. I thought you got muscle from running around and lifting things. Hmmm....why is he sitting behind me? What's he doing? What is that caramel sutra stuff anyway? It sure sounds like you can eat it. He put his arms on my back and ran them down my skin. He circled around my waist and rested them on my middle. You know, I suppose that's the only muscle th don don't exercise when I'm fighting stuff. He's running his hands over it now. That always feels good. It's like...I don't know what it's like but I always start to get hot when he does it. I don't get the same reaction with Sanzo, though. I guess that's because I'm not as good as he is.

"You're feeling that, aren't you?" he asked and I nodded my head. "Stand like a dog."

"Why should I?!" I demanded and Sanzo sighed.

"Just do it."

Why the hell should I stand like a dog? Is that all I am to him? Damn it. This isn't fair. Wait...Ow! Is he trying to kill me?

"Would you quit moving? I can't get it in with you acting stupid. Hold on to yourself if you have to."

Hold on...? Oh. Yeah, I guess it's getting sorta straight. I wonder why it changes sizes like that. I'm glad it doesn't do it all the time. It sure would make it difficult to find a pai pan pants that fit me there. The air has gotten colder but it doesn't matter to me. What Sanzo is doing to me is really making me sweat.

"Sanzo..."

"Shut up."

Why does he get that way when he does this to me. He's really cold-hearted at times. Damn this hurts. But it also feels good. I wonder why some things are like that. Man, it's getting hard to grip mine. I guess that's why it's hurting so much. Sanzo's must be getting thicker too. That usually means it's almost over. I guess it's like a balloon or something. When you squeeze it, it builds up pressure until finally it has to be let go. Speaking of let go, I know I did. I wonder why it's white like that. It kinda looks like cream but it's got the bitterest taste I've tasted.

"Goku..." Sanzo said and I looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

"You didn't wait for me."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

"Get dressed."

"I'll let you have another turn."

"Later. I suppose we should go back and inform Gojyo of the temple's decision."

"I don't wanna go back and see him."

"I don't either but I feel it needs to be done."

"Can't we just say we did and forget to see him?"

"No. Get dressed. We still have to leave this forest and you know the danger has been increasing."

"Okay. I'm getting dressed."