Trunks X Goten Novels & Stories

Resting my elbows on a ledge at the far end of the pool, I murmured, “Coming in?” Tristan didn’t answer, and backlit as he was by the raging flame of his axe, I couldn’t see his face. But my answer came as he slipped off his mail, and tossed it aside, shirt and boots following. He was all strong lines and powerful muscle, shoulders broad and waist tapered, and I caught my breath as he carefully unbuckled his belt, anticipation making me clamp my thighs together. He trapped his thumbs in the waist of his soaking trousers, tugging them down. My breath caught

Brimming with unwavering confidence, Tritan propelled himself towards the encroaching squid, embracing the challenge that lay ahead. As the clash ensued, Tritan's trident became an extension of his will, delivering precise and forceful strikes. The battleground thrummed with the intensity of their conflict, churning the waters into a tempestuous frenzy. And finally, Tritan emerged victorious, his trident poised and his gaze unyielding.

Him, getting me hard, and all I already knew would follow. These trunks had a double seam from waist to bottoms on both sides, which I hadn’t paid any attention to. Now, while he kept groping my growing boner, his spare hand brushed the initials on my thigh toward the double seam on that side. And I found out it covered small poppers he unfastened halfway up to my hip, loosening the trunks’ leg around my thigh. From then on, his rubbing guided my cock down until the head showed out past the bottoms. He fastened the poppers back, capturing my cock in that awkward position, no matter how much it nodded and tried to point up.

There was even a blurry figure on the lotus. The figure looked very vague, and it sat cross-legged on the lotus. There was a faint golden glow around it. That should be Triton's world avatar. Fane raised an eyebrow at the sight. Triton was the strongest warrior he had met so far. All the others he had fought before had been mere nuisances in comparison. Fane started to form seals, and a dark gray mist started condensing around him. A black ring that had dark red runes glowing around it started to float in front of him.

“We end Reyes today.” As the final clasps on his armor clicked into place, Jaxon gave Triston a glance, brow furrowed with concern. “How’s the arm?” he asked, nodding subtly toward Triston’s right side, his gaze falling on the bandaged shoulder as he finished securing his own gauntlets.

Exchanging a look with Ryan, he nudged him before they both drifted closer. “Hey, bro, you seem off. What’s the matter?” Ryan asked. “I… met a girl today,” Trunks admitted shyly. Both Ryan and Alejandro immediately perked up, their curiosity ignited. “Oh really?” Alejandro grinned. “How was she?” “Did you talk to her?” Ryan added eagerly. “What’s her class?” Alejandro asked, smirking. Trunks adjusted his glasses, his cheeks turning faintly pink. “We’re in the same course,” he said softly. “We met earlier this morning — she helped me when I fell. Later, we ran into each other again at the library and she kind of… kissed me.”

He was suspended by a ball of Tirta Power. With his red hair and the Golden Body, Truett looked like an invincible warlord. “He made it.” James beamed. “Congratulations on entering the Xaeclon Rank, my friend.” It was as though Truett had heard James’ voice. As soon as he opened his eyes, Truett teleported and re-emerged before James. The black and white energies of the Heavenly Tribulation still lingered on Truettʼs body. He said excitedly, “I’ve achieved the Xaeclon Rank!”