Chapter 1: My G.O.A.T
The story of the NBA's most talented Rookie. And his escapades as the future Superstar of his franchise.
The capsule corporation mansion was lively one evening. The lively talk and laughter was suggestive of a party, but not just any. Trunks just got signed to the West City bullets. It wasn't a big party with only a couple friends being invited, Goten, Rulla, etc, and his future teammates. Trunks notices one of his teammates sitting away from everyone else. The teammate in question is none other than the self proclaimed future goat Jack Skinner.
Jack skinner stood at six foot six. A two hundred pound shooting guard, he wore quite the eclectic outfit: a pair of air Jordan 3 og tie-dye pink and purple pants with flowers on the right leg and a colorful purple yellow and pink camo sweatshirt a custom diamond necklace and a pair of white shades. As Trunks eyed up his future 2 guard, he sees his mother, the owner of the West City bullets, and the richest person in the world, Bulma, and his father, the second strongest being on the planet, and one of the strongest people in this universe, Vegeta, walked over to his teammate.
"Hey, why are you all alone during a party?" asked the blue-haired beauty with a grin. Jack heard, looked up, and noticed one of the most attractive women he has laid eyes on. The woman in question is the team owner and which makes her his boss. He starts eyeing her up and down without moving his head so she doesn't notice the first thing he noticed is her beautiful vibrant blue hair her buttons nose round eyes and the yellow scarf around her neck. This really made her red dress pop the more he looked at the dress the more he noticed it was pretty tight it was actually so tight he could see her erect nipples the dress also made her huge tits look even bigger. And Finley he noticed that the front of the dress was so short he could see her pink panties covering her wide child bearing hips that lead down to her thick thighs.
"Hello! Earth to jack!" Bulma said as she waved her hand in front of Jacks face. As she said this, jack noticed he zoned out and said "Hello, Miss Bulma".
Bulma replied "Jack, we need to talk in my office it's about you and where you fit in the future of this franchise" she said with a Stern face.
As she spoke, Jack narrowed his eyes and thought 'she won't trade me because I'm the future of this franchise and she damn sure isn't gonna cut me so what does she want'.
"Alright lead the way, Miss Bulma" Jack replied before he finally noticed the man behind her he looked familiar he fought in the cell games that's Vegeta he had flame like spiky hair and a huge widows peak, but he's slimmer and somewhat shorter than he remembered.
He seemingly stood at a staggering 5'1 and probably had a weight of no more than 90 pounds. His hips were wide, his legs came across as slim, his thighs seemed thickened, and a big…butt? He didn't remember that.
He sported a blue leotard similar to his training suit, but the legs, thighs, and hips portions are trimmed, leaving them all bare. A pair of blue stockings reached for his thighs and some knee-high grey heel boots climbed toward his knees. A pair of some long grey gloves reached for his shoulders.
"Wow he's even sexier than his wife" thought the now horny 2 guard. As he finished examining Vegeta he remembered he was supposed to be following Bulma. He started walking behind her up the stairs and noticed her broad bubble butt. By the time he looked up he was being lead into the office.
As Jack walked into the room he inspected the room the first thing he noticed was the room was painted blue and the walls were littered with family photos and team merchandise the second thing he noticed was the mahogany desk in the middle of the room with a picture of Bulma her husband and her son. By the time he stopped inspecting the room Bulma had already sat down and Vegeta was behind her to her right.
"Now let's talk" said the rich white MILF.
"What do you want to talk about?" Replied Jack.
"Well, the first thing we have to talk about is your poor performance last night. I mean, 20 points 2 rebounds and 5 assists on bad efficiency." As she said this Vegeta scoffed.
"It was one bad game. it's not the end of the world, Bulma. He started off the season slow but in the last month he is averaging 35 and 10." Vegeta said. "Be that as it may he doesn't have any room for error especially because we picked him over Shep ones with the 18th overall pick."
"I think you should listen to your husband. What you got yesterday night was an outlier." said the red head Hopper.
"Whatever. I can't do anything about it now, but we do have other things to talk about. Like how I want you to take my son under your wing and be his vet." said the milf to which Jack responded with:
"Shouldn't you ask an actual veteran to be your son's vet? I mean, I'm just a rookie same as him"
"But your quite possibly one of the best damn rookies ever and I want him to learn everything about the League from you." Said Bulma.
Jack sighed and said: "Alright I'll be his vet. What else do you want to talk about"
"Last thing. Well... Um, we kinda don't have enough money to pay you." Said the now embarrassed owner.
"Nigga what" said the now infuriated shooting guard.
"Calm down! We kinda hit the salary cap. We spent a lot of money getting the players we got before you got drafted, so we won't be able to pay you the super max you want when your rookie deal is up." stated the blue-haired beauty.
"And you just expect me to stay until I can get paid properly? That's not happening. You and I know I'm worth every penny."
"Hmph, I think you should stay" said Vegeta
"Of course, you think I should stay! You're the owners husband!" said Jack.
"That's true but I'm not talking as her husband, but as a fan of your game."
"A fan?" Questioned Jack "The great prince of all Saiyans is a fan of mine." Asked Jack.
Vegeta blushed and answered with "Yes, I admire your style, and the fact you don't back down on the court... And because you remind me of Kobe" said the now flustered Saiyan.
"Well, that's because that's who I modeled my game after. But that still doesn't explain why you think I should stay."
"You should stay because we have some of the best developmental coaches and it's a great city, low taxes, and a great night life." Vegeta replied.
"All that sounds good, but I Don't go to clubs often and I could still get paid and extra $40 million on another team." said the red head.
"Ok, how about this? We can't pay you the rest of the money, but we can compensate you in other ways. Like we can give you the company card which you can use to pay for all your meals or whatever you need to pay for. We'll even buy you a penthouse apartment if you want." Said Bulma.
"Wow, sounds like you'll give me anything I want if I stay"
"Anything!" Said Bulma.
"Anything?" Replied jack "Well, you convinced me to stay. I do expect you to keep your word. I'll talk more about it after tomorrow's game." Said the hooper as he turned around and left the office once he left the office fell into a brief silence.
"Do you think I promised too much, Vegeta?" Bulma turned back to her husband.
"No, you could never promise too much for him. He is a once in a lifetime player. He is a future legend." said Vegeta, sporting a smirk on his lips.
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The West City bullets the arena is packed all the way to the ceiling. But in the locker room, there stood a somewhat nervous Jack Skinner. He wasn't nervous for himself but his rookie... well not really about him because he watched tape on him.
Trunks wasn't so bad, but the person he was guarding was none other then the 6'3 light skin in under armor Cheff Curry. From what film he saw on Trunks he is not the best defender.
As he thought about that, he turned around and saw a shoe box, remembering his brand new sneakers. Tonight was gonna be the first time he wore them on court and it could not be in a loss. He also got Trunks a pair and he would be damned if he got his ass busted in a pair of his shoes.
"Well, I guess I'm going to have to have a talk with my rookie…" Jack decided with a sigh.
Speak of the devil, Trunks walked past him, and Jack just noticed that Trunks took after his father quite a lot. He was measured and weighed at about 5'5 and 120 max but being a Saiyan, he was actually pretty strong. But what he didn't notice was he had a nice wide hips and round big butt.
"Damn~" whispered Jack with a tinge of lust. "Yo, Trunks! Come over here." Jack said with a wave. Trunks walked towards him.
"What's up? Anything you need?"
"Well first off, I want you to go out there and play your game. Don't let anyone or anything distract you from the objective and that is to win" Jack said with a Stern likeness and voice. "Second, I kinda need your help to take the edge off it kinda a big game for me.
"Okay, er…how do you want me to help?" Asked trunks.
"Follow me to the showers. I'll show you there." Jack stood and motioned for the lavender-haired Half-Saiyan to follow. Trunks was hesitant, but he walked with him. Jack entered a dry, tiled stall with Trunks and carefully slid the pale curtain in front of them.
"Uh…Jack, what are we doing?" Trunks asked with a gulp, a mild pink-red blush showed up on his cheeks. Jack didn't reply, but instead reached for the hem of his shorts and tugged them down with his underwear, revealing his thick, long tool. The big black cock throbbed, its veins rose from the dark skin, and it leaked precum from its mighty tip.
Trunks backed up against the wall, his face going beat red as he looked on wide-eyed. He felt his own manhood grow and bulge against his sleek shorts.
"F-Fuck…" The lavender-haired Half-Saiyan mouthed out.
"Y-You…want me to use my mouth?" Trunks asked in a somewhat sheepish fashion.
"Not if you don't wanna~" Jack replied, holding the base of his cock and giving it a nice, lasting stroke. "Those hands of yours'll be enough~" he said. Trunks gulped then stepped closer. He hovered one hand closer to the pulsing pipe, and the other to those balls that hung directly below. He could feel the heat radiating off of Jack's bare skin.
"Umm…" Trunks muttered before finally touching Jack's ample cock and balls. His skin felt rough with a sweaty tinge and hot to the touch. He found his hand moving up to the tip, feeling the warm precum smudge against his fingers and palm. His other hand cupped and caressed the twin balls that felt firm in his hand. Tugging the foreskin back, Trunks bared the tip as he stroked down, preparing it for the next, slow maneuver upward.
"Mmmm~" Jack let out a deep, faint, hummed moan as he mildly hitched beneath the touch of his protege. Trunks increased the speed of his ministrations by at least a hair, making Jack lean his head back ever so slightly. "Hohhh~" Jack sighed, and Trunks took to softly tugging his balls.
"Umm...am I doing good jack?" Trunks asked.
"Your doing great, Trunks~ Now, why don't you come over here~?" Jack replied as he grabbed trunks waist, pulling him towards his side.
"Whoa~" Mumbled the Half-Saiyan.
"My bad, I just need to get a hold of some of this~" replied jack, grabbing a handful of that large round Saiyan ass. "Damn, I know you take after your father, but not this much~"
"Ohn~" Trunks moaned softly and quivered beneath Jack's firm touch. He continued running his hand up and down the thick black cock.
"Ohhhh~ Damn~" Jack let out a breathy moan. "Mmm~ F-Faster~" He requested. Trunks headed his words and began working his mentor's fat dick at a faster rate. Jack let his head lean back as he let out another moan.
Trunks felt his own cock throb beneath his shorts, asking, no, begging for a release. However, his hands felt glued to Jack's length, as if he was unable to let go of his thick, long cock and supple balls. His mind wandered about how much cum they could contain.
"Oh~! G-Goddamn~ Y-You're a pro at this, Trunks~" Jack groaned. Trunks took good pleasure in knowing such a thing. His first time giving a handjob and he was already a 'pro'. "F-Fuck~ Fuck, I'm close~!" Jack warned. Trunks kept stroking, looking around for a place to dispose of Jack's nut.
He couldn't find a cup, or a rag, and his clothes needed to be pristine for the court. So, he leaned down toward the tip and opened his mouth. Jack bucked his hips forward and shot out a large rope of cum, hitting Trunks' face and tongue in the process.
"Ohhhh~" Jack delivered one final, loud moan as he made a sperm-laden mess of Trunks' face. Trunks collected almost every drop into his mouth and swallowed, feeling those balls contract against his hand. A final spurt of semen landed across his cheek.
"Are you…pleased, Jack?" Trunks asked, prompting Jack to sort of snap out of his euphoria and give the lavender-haired Hybrid a pair of furrowed brows.
"Do I really gotta answer~?" Jack replied with a chuckle, grabbing Trunks' ass once more, this time with a soft spank.
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Jack had his arm around Trunks' neck as him and the feminine looking Half-Saiyan walked on to the court.
"That's a lot of people." Trunks whispered.
"Yeah, 20,000 people here to watch us put on a show!" replied the red-haired hooper. "Anyway, go get in the huddle. You need to learn the game plan."
"Don't you need to get in the huddle too?" Asked the blushing lavender-haired Half-Saiyan.
"No, I already know the plan. This is our team's third match up, now get that sexy ass in the huddle."
"Al...alright" replied Trunks as he started walking over to the huddle.
[Announcers POV]
"Well, tonight's gonna be a night to remember. Tonight's match up is Jack Skinners bullets and Chef Curry's warriors. The Big question tonight is can Trunks briefs slow down Curry? We're going to find out tonight. It's tip off time... And the West City bullets get the first possession. Trunks dribbles the ball down the court and hits Jack Skinner for the back door cut and Jack slams it home. On the other side of the court Curry takes the ball down and sizes up Trunks with 2 crossovers Trunks steps up to defend him but Curry calls for a screen and shoots from Dee off the dribble bang in the face of the rookie welcome to the League.
[Fourth quarter].
Jack was currently waiting for the inbound pass with his hands on his knees, out of breath.
"Damn, I need a timeout. I'm dying right now," he says. As the ball gets thrown inbound, Jack made a T symbol with his hands indicating a timeout. Everyone on the court walks toward their respective team huddles. "Hey coach, I want to put Trunks back in."
"And why in the hell would you want to do that?" replied the head coach.
'Well, I can't really score if I'm focusing on guarding Curry the whole time." Jack said. The coach started eyeing the future goat up and down.
"Alright, I'll put him in, but if he messes up, it's on you." The head coach replied.
"You got it coach! Trunks, come here, we're putting you back in."
"What? A-Are you sure?" asked the now timid lavender-haired Half-Saiyan.
"Hey, calm down, breathe, and go do your thing, just make it hard for him to shoot, all right?" Jack says as he gives Trunks a thumbs up.
"Alright, let's go!" responds the now focused Trunks. After those words of encouragement from his vet, Trunks went on. A tear in the fourth quarter alone, he has 5 steals on Chef Curry. With 30 seconds left on the clock, the score is 111 to 113. Chef Curry had yet to make a single shot on Trunks in the fourth quarter. It's possibly the last possession of the game. Trunks is holding the ball at the top of the key as he calls for a screen. He sees Jack open in the corner and dimes a pass to him. With the clock counting down, he pump fakes and drives to the rack, meeting a big at the rim. He makes a beautiful pass behind the back of the big, dotting it to Trunks at the top of the key. With 3 seconds left, Trunks shoots the three-ball with no hesitation. 3...2..1..
Bang!
[Commentator POV]
"And that's the game, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Who would have thought the game would end with a Trunks buzzer-beater on Chef Curry, huh? Man, oh man, that's something! That was a great game and a great ending! Good night."
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Jack walked over and wrapped his arm around Trunks.
"Feels good, doesn't it? The fans cheering, the pressure of the last shot, and then making it... it makes you feel invincible, huh?"
"Yeah, it feels wonderful, like I just saved the world with one shot." responded the blushing Saiyan with a great big smile on his face. "Alright, let's go. We have an interview to do."
As Jack and Trunks made their way to the locker room, the whole time Trunks had his arm around Jack's waist while Jack kept his arm around Trunks' neck. Jack then noticed the fierce Saiyan Prince standing with arms crossed, waiting.
"You can go without me, Trunks. I've got to talk with your dad about something." Jack said.
"Alright, but don't take long. There are a lot of interviews in there." replied the shy half-Saiyan. As Trunks walked into the locker room Vegeta stepped over to Jack.
"Hello, lovely~ How are you doing tonight~?" Vegeta asked with a salacious look, a suggestive strut, and a lustful tone in his voice.
"Aw, stop. You makin' me blush~" replied Jack his words dripping with sarcasm "Anyway, where's Bulma?"
"My wife has a meeting she has to deal with, but I can help you with whatever you need, cutie~" replied the lustfully looking Saiyan.
"All right, whatever. You know, me and you should go on a date tonight after the interview. You know, to get to know each other more...intimately~" Jack suggested, narrowing his eyes with a smirk.
"A date?" Vegeta raised his brow, placing his hands on those wide hips he owned. "Hmm, that sounds rather nice~" His words flowed out soothingly and huskily. The sultry Saiyan Prince approached the high tier basketball player and spun around, pressing his rear again the bulge in Jack's shorts as he leaned back against him. "Just...don't keep me waiting, dear~" He traced his fingertip against Jack's jawline before walking away from him, swaying his hips in the process.
Jack let a wicked smile creep onto his lips. Vegeta not only rivaled Goku's strength, but his wife's beauty. He'd hate to have to rush an interview, but getting that sexy Saiyan in bed with him was his top priority.
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A mere few minutes after his post-game encounter with his rookie's father, the future goat Jack Skinner was now engaged in a live interview. All of his movements and words were captured on television for millions of eyes.
"So, Jack, the rookie of the team performed pretty good tonight! What type of practice did you two do before hitting the court? How did Trunks have such a hot hand?" The blond female reporter asked.
"Eh, I guess you could say he...gave me a hand." Jack let the pre-game locker room act slip subtly with a chuckle.
"Um...alright." The reporter warded off her confusion with a giggle. "Do you have any plans for when you leave?" She asked.
"Hehe! Oh yeah, I do!" Jack replied confidently and surely with a laugh. "I got myself a date tonight. See you later, Princess!" He pointed at the camera with a grin and winked.
"Hahaha! Alright then, have fun, Jack!" The reporter said as Jack walked off.
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"Hmph! Princess?" Vegeta spat questioningly, leaning on a wall behind Jack with his arms crossed. The red-haired hooper turned around to find his charming prize behind him and smiled.
"Heh! I should've known better." Jack replied, prompting the Saiyan Prince to chuckle and strut towards him.
"I'm not object to pet names. Especially that one, in fact, I've been called it many times in my escapades~" Vegeta stated, deeping his brows with lust. "Where shall we go for this date of ours~? Somewhere nice and elegant~? Not to say I mind, so long as it's eventful~" He placed himself by Jack's side.
"How about a bar?" Jack suggested.
"A bar~?" Vegeta raised a brow. "Mmm, something tells me you've got something else planned tonight~ Something...impure~ I like impure~" He traced his finger against Jack's jawline again.
"Eh...m-maybe that's a bit too forward..." Jack faltered, prompting Vegeta's smirk to go straight as his brows furrowed.
"Hmph! And here I was hoping you'd be bold." The Saiyan Prince pouted, crossing his arms.
"Oh, uh...alright!" Jack smiled relievedly with a nod. "Sure, let's go to a bar then." He suggested once more.
"Now that's more like it~" Vegeta stood on his tip toes before hovering and placing a short yet lasting kiss on Jack's cheek. Jack narrowed his eyes with a smirk before letting out a chuckle.
"C'mon then, Princess~" He said, turning back to the parking lot.
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30 Minutes Later...
Jack and Vegeta sat next to each other at a not-too-shabby bar. The two barely talked as they sipped their drinks, the Prince wasn't one for talking to his lovers, at least in public. Vegeta took another sip of his Gin & Tonic before he met Jack's gaze.
"You enjoyin' yourself?" Jack asked. Vegeta hummed before delivering a response.
"I'm more interested in what happens after." The Prince took another sip from his drink, swallowing with a light gasp. "But to answer your question, I suppose you could say so." He answered.
"Heh! I can't wait for that either~" Jack said huskily, placing his arm around Vegeta's back, grabbing his side. The Saiyan Prince let a smirk creep onto his lips. Jack's hand drifted down to his date's broad hip, threatening to grab his supple rear.
"That's it~" Vegeta reached and caressed Jack's strong, girthy bicep. "Show me who my son's mentor is~" He twitched his brows twice in a seductive motion, requesting more of the shooting guard's forwardness. Jack ducked his hand and arm under Vegeta's left thigh and forcefully turned the Prince toward him. Without any time wasted, he pressed his lips hard against Vegeta's.
"Mmm~" Jack moaned deeply, letting his tongue seep into Vegeta's mouth. He tasted the heavy alcohol that lingered in the Prince's mouth. With his eyes in a mere squint, Vegeta smoothly caressed Jack's firm cheekbones. The two's lips disconnected, revealing their passionate tongue dance for anyone to see. As Vegeta's other hand ran under Jack's shirt and felt up his sharp abs, the basketball player roamed his hand down the Prince's thigh and grabbed his other asscheek in a premium groping technique.
"Mwah~" Vegeta broke away from the kiss with a soft yet deep breath out.
"You taste so good, Vegeta~" Jack said faintly with a breeze voice.
"Mmm~" Vegeta hummed with a chuckle and wiped the corner of his mouth. "That would be the alcohol~" He admitted, placing a hand on the scarce portion of the stool seat for support.
"Heh~ When did you become so humble~?" Jack asked with a low purr, drifting one of his hands up Vegeta's back.
"Haha! You should see how humble I am in the bedroom if that's what you think~" Vegeta growled lustfully. Jack suddenly lifted the Prince from his stool and placed him against his lap, relishing with a smooth chuckle at the feeling of Vegeta's ass against his bulge. Vegeta quivered mildly as his balls nudged again Jack's package, which dwarfed his own significantly.
The moment between them upped the suspense before they ultimately joined their lips together once more. Their tongues tangled together and explored each other's mouths. Their lips parted for a moment, and Vegeta sucked on Jack's tongue.
"Hey, get a room, you two!" The bartender behind them sounded off, annoyed. Vegeta reached behind for a quick smack that sent him knocked out cold to the floor.
"Heh~ Remind me not to piss you off~" Jack chuckled. "You wanna head back home~?" He asked. Vegeta leaned in closer and licked the goat's cheek before nearing his ear.
"I would want nothing more~" The Prince said. Suddenly, Jack lifted him atop his shoulder, earning a yelp from Vegeta as Jack left the bar with him.
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As as jack opened the door of his apartment he put Vegeta down and their lips reunited. Jack decided now was a good time to get a handful of plump Saiyan ass.
"Mmh~ I want you to dominate me~" Vegeta growled lustfully against his partner's lips. Jack started rubbing his rather large bulge against Vegeta's significantly smaller one. Jack stopped his and Vegeta's make-out session just as fast as it started.
"Turn around and put your hands on the wall I'm gonna frisk ya~"
"If you say so, mister officer~" replied Vegeta in a playful tone. Jack began slowly stroking the Prince's slim waist down to his bare, broad hips. He reached between Vegeta's thick thighs and groped his small bulge. "Mmf~" Vegeta moaned, slithering his hips back slowly. Jack's thumb traveled from the Prince's taint to the portion of spandex covering his hole.
"Oh~!" Vegeta let out a somewhat louder moan and jolted. Jack retracted his hand from the Prince's nether regions and reached further north. He snuck two of his fingers into Vegeta's mouth, feeling around the wet cavern. "Hahh~ Lahhh~" Vegeta moaned as he licked the digits, grinding his ass back against Jack's groin, feeling the bulge rub against the cleft of his ass.
"Mmm~ Damn~" Jack growled with a grin and immediately swatted Vegeta's plump ass, earning a mild whimper from his throat. He tugged aside the band of spandex from in between his partner's shapely rear before retracting his fingers from the Prince's mouth. Vegeta let his tongue hang past his bottom lip, looking at Jack with a pair of lustful, narrowed eyes. Jack wedged his two fingers in between those plump set of asscheeks and pressed slightly against the puckered entrance. He shoved further, prompting his fingers to pierce the Prince's hole.
"Hohnn~" Vegeta leaned his head down and moaned, feeling the digits wriggle inside him. Jack pressed down against his prostate making the Saiyan jolt with a hefty gasp.
"Damn, you're tight~" Jack let his fingers feel around the gripping hole before letting his other hand slap against Vegeta's supple ass, earning a moan from his partner. He felt past his hip and rubbed Vegeta's waist up and down. Jack retracted his fingers and wrapped his royal partner into a carry, dropping him belly-first onto the bed. Vegeta's knees were planted into the bed, leveling his rear for a good time while his other half remained flat against the bed. Jack climbed atop the bed and pressed his precum-leaking tip against Vegeta's wanting, waiting hole.
"P-Please...don't keep me waiting~" Vegeta huffed and whimpered. Jack smirked and grabbed the Prince's hips, spreading his ass even further as he shoved his slip tip inside. "Ohhn~!" Vegeta moaned and looked back. The basketball player wasted no time shoving in the rest of his shaft, earning more moans from the Prince. As he felt his balls brush against Vegeta's soft perineum, Jack bucked back and slammed hard inside.
"Ahn~! Hohh~ Oh~!" Vegeta moaned, his hands gripping the silky sheets. He kneaded his expansive forehead against the cloth as he whined in pleasure.
"Hmmm~ Mmm~ F-Fuck~" Jack groaned and let his hand swat against Vegeta's plump ass once more, making it jiggle as the Prince yelped. "Hohhh~ I k-knew that you were all bark and n-no bite~!" He grunted and spanked the Prince once more.
"Mmmf~! H-Harder~! Faster~! Deeper~!" Vegeta begged out with a cry, protesting the slow, mundane pace. Jack grinned and chuckled before pulling back and spearing his cock inside more brutally. "Ahahn~! Y-Yes~! Uhn~!" Vegeta moaned as the cock stretched him at a faster speed. The tip would nudge against his tender prostate as it slid inside deeper.
"Hng~! Ahhh~" Jack's hands gripped tighter against Vegeta's supple hips as he pounder the Prince's fat ass, making his soft, round cheeks ripple with each firm thrust.
"Ahn~! J-Jack~! Agh~! D-Dammit~! I-I'm so close~! Mmm~! Y-Yes~!" Vegeta announced in a breathless voice. His sweet spot still took a beating as his orgasm was on the approach. "A-AHHHH~! AHAHHH~! OHHHH~!" He cried out and spurted a pearly white cumshot onto the sheets.
"Hohhhh~" Jack sighed out a moan and leaned his head back. His already brutal pace increased at the feeling of Vegeta's hole pulsing around his massive, hard rod. Vegeta's voice sounded more strained at the end of the harsh storm, now that Jack's orgasm was near. "Ohh~ Mmmf~! F-FUCK~!" Jack slammed inside hard and filled the Saiyan Prince with his thick, warm load. His hips rolled as some of his spunk burst from the seams of Vegeta's hole.
Jack let out a sigh and gently pulled out his shaft, twitching as he felt overwhelming zaps of pleasure course through his godly yet fatigued body. As his tip left the gaped hole with a popping sound, he huffed and collapsed onto his back beside Vegeta's stunned body. The Saiyan Prince let out a sighed moan and fell beside Jack, curling up next to his partner's side. Jack wrapped his arm around Vegeta's belly, letting his hand rest just above his hip.
"I...never knew you were into basketball..." Jack said lowly with a huff.
"The more you learn, hmm~?" Vegeta purred back with a soft giggle. "This isn't a first for me, you know~ I...had a thing with Michael Bolton before~" He admitted, looking back at the red-haired hooper.
"Oh, uh..t-that's good to know..." Jack raised his brows and blinked.
"What can I say~?" Vegeta turned around, leaning his back and ass against Jack's arm and hand. "There's some perks to come with being the husband of a basketball team owner~" He growled out softly and traced his finger against Jack's jawline. He leaned up and kissed the redhead on the cheek before licking it with a hum.
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