Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2015 14:05:51 +0000
From: Jameson Jameson <jamieti684@gmail.com>
Subject: Trunks Enslaved - Buu Takes Over

This a story with characters from Dragonball Z - if you're unfamiliar with
this awesome show, it stars Trunks (the 19 year old jock), and Super Buu
(the tall, rubbery, muscle-bound villain).

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fanfic.

You can see Trunks and Buu here (private link made with non-profit making
fanart): http://i.imgur.com/hqHtvTK.png

You can see the tall buff fighter Tien here: http://i.imgur.com/Og6hX0q.png

The Fusion saga was one of my favourite seasons of DBZ, and Buu is probably
my favourite bad guy :)

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Trunks knew he shouldn't have taken a souvenir. He had gone back to the
battle field where Super Buu was almost killed, and found a rubbery piece
of the pink supervillain just laying there on the ground. He knew he should
have destroyed it there and then, but he just had to have a trophy of this
great battle.

When he brought it home that day as a kid, he hid it safely away. He would
have been in a lot of trouble had it been discovered. It stayed in a locked
box in the back of a closet for years, all but forgotten. Now having gone
to college at the age of 19, he found the box and decided to put this
trophy on a shelf in his dorm room. Trunks was fascinated by it. It was
about the size of a brick, or a large can of beer (of which Trunks had many
examples on the shelf too).

Trunks liked to play with it - it was firm to the touch, but rubbery. You
could stretch it and it would pull back to it's previous form. It has a
slick, almost lubricated quality to it, and never seemed to get dirty. He
sometimes used it like a stressball - just kneading it in his hands for
hours while watching TV. He would put it between his legs if he switched to
videogames, just like he used to with his cellphone.

Trunks thought about Super Buu and how he came so close to destroying the
planet. Over a decade had passed since then, but it seemed almost
longer. Though the memories had faded, he would never forget the sinister
creature's smile, or his deep chuckle.

He was broken out of his thoughts with a knock at the door - he was late
for a gym session with his best friend! He threw the rubber lump on the
bed, grabbed his bag and answered the door.

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"C'mon bro, one more rep! I know you can do it!"

Trunks struggled with the heavy barbell, but with encouragement from his
best friend, he pushed out one more bench press. "Hoo, almost failed that
one. Thanks man."

"Heh, that's why I'm here bro. One more set of shrugs, Trunks?"

"Sure thing, Goten."

He watched as the black haired teenager grabbed the dumbbells, taking a
pair more than double the weight Trunks used for the same lift.

These days Trunks was often envious of his best friend. He felt bad about
it but Goten seemed to have so much more than Trunks. They had been the
same height and weight as kids but Goten overtook Trunks in their teen
years - he now had a good few inches on Trunk's 5'7'' frame, and was much
more muscular too. Even though he himself was athletic, Trunks sometimes
felt like a kid standing beside his more masculine friend.

Trunks saw Goten in the showers many times - his best friend had a
noticeably bigger cock. He felt especially inferior compared to Goten
whenever he saw it. Trunks was definitely smaller than average, and his
balls were smaller still.

Add all this to being gay, and Trunks sometimes felt a bit depressed. Goten
seemed to have it all - adored by everyone he met, loving parents, killer
looks. He could look forward to a happy peaceful life of his own, happily
married with children. Trunks was expected to finish a business degree in
college and go straight to work for the family company. He hadn't trained
in his beloved martial arts in months. His friends knew of his sexuality,
but he decided not to tell his family. They had such high hopes for
grandchildren. Sometimes he felt trapped, and could see no way out.

He grabbed the 2 dumbells and started to do shrugs of his own. His traps
were definitely lagging behind his shoulders.

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After their workout, they re-racked all the weights they had used and
headed to the shower.

"I need to go home for a few things, wanna come with? Heh, I hear Tien will
be there, ha ha... Wink Wink!"

"God damn it Goten, I really regret telling you that! I swear to God, if
you tell Anyone..." Trunks had told him a while back that of all the guys
they knew, he thought Tien was the hottest. The 6'5'' fighter was built
like a tank, and Trunks loved the manly, dominant personality Tien had.

"Relax bro, I'll be quick, just gonna pick up a few boxes. Lets shower and
head out."

After the two arrived at Goten's home and greeted the various family
members, Trunks got an elbow in the ribs from his friend. In hushed tones
Goten whispered "Look, there he is over by the punching bags - shirtless
like always!" He looked over. A massive back, bulging with well-developed
lats, tree-trunk legs, gigantic arms. His heart skipped a beat, he had
forgotten how sexy the warrior was.

"Tien, how are you?" Goten shouted over to the tall fighter. "Ah, Goten,
Trunks! How are you both?" Tien strolled over to them, sweating buckets
from the intense workout.

Goku called his son from the next room. "Son, give me a hand with these
boxes!". He left Trunks alone with Tien.

"Heh, y-you're in great shape Tien!" The large fighter caught his gaze, and
smirked knowingly at Trunks. He turned to him and flexed his bicep in
Trunk's face. "Well kid, you gotta work a lot to get muscles like this".

"Wow, it's huge Tien! Your bigger than Goku even..."

Tien glanced around and, seeing no-one in eyeshot, stepped even closer to
Trunks and started to do pec bounces, chuckling while he did so. The bulky
fighter was almost an entire foot taller than the teen, his meaty pecs
right at Trunk's eye level. He grinned down at the teen. "Heh heh, like
what you see?"

Trunks could smell the manly scent, he inhaled it deeply. He was almost
drooling over the dominant fighter's body. Tien just stood there, calmly
exerting his dominance over the young man in front of him. "You should come
and train with me sometime kid."

Trunks looked up from the bouncing pecs, he was caught in Tien's intense
gaze. "I-I'd like that". His little cock started to grow, imagining what
Tien would do to him while 'training'.

Goten opened the door into the room. "Ok buddy, we're ready to go - great
seeing you Tien, we should meet up again soon!"

"We should - let's train when you have more free time". Tien ruffled
Trunks' hair and went back to the punching bags.

As the two teens walked back to the car, Goten grinned at his friend. "I
would actually like to train with him sometime, he's one of the strongest
fighters on the planet. We should take him up on his offer!"

"Heh, maybe man.". Trunks smiled.

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He got home and straight away took off all his clothes. He had his dorm
room to himself, and a large one too thanks to his wealthy family. He even
had a comfy chair beside the wall that he used exclusively to wank in. It
leaned back and was easily cleaned - so was the fall he faced. He would
often try to get all his spunk on the wall so it could just be wiped up,
and he wouldn't be distracted while wanking. He sat down in it and leaned
back, closing his eyes.

He thought of the earlier meeting with Tien. The huge fighter with his bare
chest slick from sweat. The knowing smirk Tien gave him when he stared at
the huge fighter too long, the flexing of his pumped muscles, the pec
bounces. Now rock hard, he grabbed the lube from his bedside table and
squirted some on his hand. Smearing the hand over his dick, he slowly
rubbed up and down, giving the head a twist every few strokes.

Closing his eyes, he leaned back into the chair. He was imagining Tien, the
tall martial artist bouncing his meaty chest at Trunks, dominating him. He
imagined serving the huge man, licking his armpits, worshipping his
muscles.

"Heh, I'm all sweaty from that workout. Wanna help me out little guy?" The
Tien that he was imagining lifted his arm and calmly draped it over his
head. "There we go, a nice armpit for you to clean."

Trunks had to go on his toes to reach the massive man's armpit. It was
slick with sweat. Trunks gave it a good sniff and then started to
lick. "That's it Trunks, lick all that manjuice up, it's good for ya, heh
heh..."

Trunks moaned, remembering the masculine scent of Tien's body from earlier.

"Suck my pecs now little dude. Work this big man's chest."  He felt Tien's
hand clamp onto the back of his head and then guide him towards the huge
chest muscles. He stuck out his tongue and started to suck the
nipples. "Heh heh, good boy..."

He reached down and grabbed Trunk's ass, lifting the smaller guy up with
ease. Trunks put his hands around Tien's bull-like neck and wrapped his
legs around his waist. "Do you like this little guy? Do you like being
carried around by a big strong man?"

"Oh God, Yes Tien..." Trunks squeezed the powerful traps and bowling-ball
deltoids. "Yeah Trunks, just like that...You like that don't you. Moaning
like a little pussy boy." He leaned down to Trunks and kissed him. The huge
man's tongue filled Trunk's mouth, dominating, claiming him...

Trunks came with such force, he almost blacked out. The wall had a bigger
than average load on it. Trunks smiled - it was a good wank. He stumbled
out of the chair, fell into bed and was asleep in seconds...

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Only a little while later he was woke up with a dull ache in his
groin. Groggily he got up and felt something between his legs. "What
the...what the hell"?!

His entire groin was covered in a thick layer of pink goo, completely
encasing his cock and balls. There was a small hole at the tip. He tried to
peel off the rubbery material but it was no use. It was like it was glued
onto his skin.

A cold realization hit him. He looked around the bed for the chuck of Buu
from the night before. It was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't on the floor
either. He was sure he had thrown it right there.

Suddenly, something happened. His penis felt tingly all over, like he was
getting thousands of tiny electric shocks. His balls felt almost like they
were being caressed. It was amazing - he had never felt sensations like
that before. His whole cock felt amazing, but bizarrely it still wasn't
erect. Thoughts of how odd that was were quickly pushed away, and Trunks
writhed on the bed, loving the new sensations. Over the course of the next
hour, he started to leak copious amounts of precum on his
sheets. Eventually he fell asleep, horny and exhausted.

Waking up the next morning, Trunks realized he didn't have an erection. His
cock was straining, trying to get erect, but it was being constricted by
the pink rubber. It wasn't too sore, but it definitely put Trunks on
edge. Already late, and resolving to take care of this problem later,
Trunks got dressed and went to class.

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