Just the Once

I wish I was...


(or macho sex that turned into something much more girly)



Gojyo pressed a slick, blunt finger and Goku’s entrance. Goku sighed, waiting to feel him slip past the ring of muscle and start talking dirty. Goku liked the dirty talk because honestly, what they did together was pretty dirty in a really good way. Neither of them were too good with all that girly, emotional stuff. They were, however, good at macho, physical stuff. Like sticking dicks in places that they weren’t evolved to go in but seemed to fit into pretty well anyway.
Gojyo twisted two fingers inside him, probing carefully and... oh yeah... that was it.
“Oh God, there.” He cried, grasping at the sheets already.
Gojyo kissed him open mouthed and brief.
“Damn, you look good.” He murmured, “Can you take another finger?”
The stupid part of Goku wanted to be fucking right now but the rest of him remembered how it had hurt a bit more than he liked the last time they’d pushed too quickly.
“Yeah, use some more lube, feels really good.’
Gojyo growled playfully into Goku’s throat and Goku choked back a pleased giggle in response. Gojyo’s long, elegant fingers pulsed inside him and he groaned, long and low. Life was so much easier when he was outside his own head, it never seemed to work as well his body did on its own. Someone had derisively called it “animal intuition” once. Not that Goku cared.
Gojyo started fingering his prostate. Goku arched off the bed, wailing like a madman now that quiet was no longer required.
“So, do you want it now?” Gojyo whispered, smiling like a cat. His thick erection rubbed against Goku’s thigh, promising and taunting him.
Goku had resolved early on never to tell Gojyo that he was about as hung as he thought he was. Being penetrated by something so big and hot was a pretty intense experience. He always felt like he was painfully, excitingly close to breaking when Gojyo first found his seat. It was like being pulled apart or pushing your body past breaking. Gojyo could do anything to him when they hit that point, could take and fuck and use him like a toy. Sometimes he did. Goku quite happily let him. Up until the last time, when they’d both been angry and tired and desperate to rut like animals, he’d always been careful about it.
He was being very careful now.
“So, how do you want to do this?” Asked Gojyo, insinuating himself between Goku’s legs.
“This works.” Goku mumbled, anticipation brimming.
Then Gojyo was on top of him, hands on his ass and sliding up his thighs. He grasped Goku’s right knee and slipped it over his shoulder. The other Goku curled around his waist. They probably wouldn’t be able to keep this up forever because Gojyo was ridiculously tall and Goku was still in the process of catching up. Gojyo pumped his length, spreading more lube as he went, then rubbed his hand dry on the sheets. They were cheap anyway and it’d wash out. He placed his hands on Goku’s waist, pulling him up into a better angle. Then he settled his palms lower, spreading Goku’s cheeks and lining himself up against his entrance.
“Bear down, Goku.” Gojyo mouthed into his ear, starting to press the head of his cock against the relaxed muscle.
Goku was exceedingly glad he’d come once already because otherwise he was sure he’d be making a fool out of himself. For some reason the thought of a dick up his ass did that to him. One time he’d gotten so worked up that he pushed Gojyo off him, onto his back and then rode him like a wild thing until they both came screaming. It was only thick walls and thunder that had saved them that time, although Hakkai had watched them more closely for a few days, suspicious of fighting. Gojyo, for his part, had been shocked dumb but after he’d recovered enough to mock him, had tried to get him to do it again. And again...
Gojyo pushed and the bulbous head was inside him. Goku moaned happily. Gojyo bent forward, curling so he could nip at Goku’s shoulder. Goku closed his eyes, feeling the older man thrust slowly in and out. Feeling himself slowly start to burn and savouring it because soon Gojyo would get the right angle and then Goku would dissolve...
Goku gasped and placed his hands in Gojyo’s long hair. There it was. He kept his fingers relaxed only with on hard earned reflex, gained back in the days when he’d been much smaller and hadn’t known his own strength. Gojyo pushed forward again, so slowly now that he’d found the angle he’d been looking for. Goku’s eyelids fluttered and he exhaled shakily, a needy whine at the back of his throat.
“Yes.” He whispered, clenched and trembling.
Gojyo shivered above him.
“Goddamn.” He murmured. “Just, goddamn.”
Goku rocked in time with Gojyo’s lazy fucking, only half aware that he was making soft, porny noises. Gojyo placed open mouthed kisses on his neck, on his lips. Goku kissed back as much as Gojyo’d let him, made needy sounds when his mouth drifted away. Goku let one of his hands move downward to rest on Gojyo’s muscular ass, earning a pleased grunt in response. Then he groped him.
Gojyo started, thrust himself balls deep and cried out. Gojyo pulled himself up and Goku smiled giddily because that had felt good. Gojyo bit the knee still resting on his shoulder, Goku gasped again, then wrapped his hand around Goku’s ankle. Gojyo pushed the leg higher, higher and thrust again so easily. If it hadn’t been for the sweat on his brow and the tremor in that hand commanding his leg, Goku might have thought he was unaffected by it.
Gojyo started moving more quickly, more smoothly and soon Goku was crying out, praising and begging, “Gojyo, Gojyo, oh, right there, Gojyo!”
Gojyo pushed his leg even higher and suddenly... Suddenly...
Goku arched off the bed and came, spurting across his stomach, ass griping Gojyo’s beautiful big cock. Gojyo pressed their mouths together and bit Goku’s tongue. His hips slowed until they were just undulating, cock softening but still buried deep inside the younger man. Gojyo started to roll off, slowly so it wouldn’t hurt too much, until Goku’s firm arm stopped him.
“Just, stay like this for a bit.” He said, voice soft now.
“Ok,” Gojyo replied, settling his larger body back between Goku’s thighs. Slowly easing the leg he was holding back down to the bed.


Goku fell asleep after about ten minutes of pleased afterglow. Gojyo decided to watch him. He looked different this way, up close. He was relaxed and handsome. Gojyo was very pleased that he was getting to see it and that he’d had a hand in it. Had a hand in him for that matter. If that wasn’t a thought to get him through his next bad day, he didn’t know what was.
This relationship he now had, with Goku, he wasn’t going to regret it. Even if Sanzo made his life hell and his best friend stopped respecting him. It had been worth it. Probably would have been better to be honest about it, in retrospect but that was hindsight for you and some people were just difficult to talk to no matter what you did.
Goku sighed peacefully in his sleep.
Nobody else had seen this side of him, Gojyo imagined. Possibly the monk but if he had he’d kept it to himself and buried it under less gentle thoughts. Gojyo hadn’t known it existed up until very recently, even though they shared a room almost every night. He was a lucky man.
Gojyo sighed. Yes, he was lucky to get this given everything.
“I wish I was in love with you.” He whispered, lowly into Goku’s hair, “I wish you were in love with me.”
Gojyo settled himself more comfortably, resting his head on his arm.
“But I don’t know how to love anyone, not the way these things need to go anyway and you met somebody else long before me.”
“I’m going to fight for you though, because you deserve that.”
Gojyo closed his eyes and grinned at the thought of fighting for someone else for a change.