"My dad is more powerful! And he always will be. You're the son of a low class saiyan!" my ex best friend screamed.

"My dad is more powerful! You're just a failed saiyan heir that would've run our race into the dirt. You're the son of a wannabe" I retorted.

I felt stinging pain as his knuckles made contact with my nose. I fell on my ass because I wasn't expecting it. I looked up at him, as tears formed in my eyes. He had a look of pure anger on his face.

"Get out!" he yelled.

"Fine, you pampered little rich kid. When you run Capsule Corp. into the ground, don't come crying to me" I said walking out of his room.

I passed by Bulma and she gave me a worried look. I gave her an apologetic look before continuing on my way. I passed Vegeta who just came from training.

"Where are you headed brat?"

"Home, you sad excuse for a prince"

"WHAT!?"

"Your father was a poor and weak ruler. You can't surpass a supposed 3rd class like my father, so what does that make you? Your son is following in your foot steps, so have fun raising a failure" I said leaving the mansion.

It felt good to finally get all of that stuff off my chest. I have been wanting to tell Vegeta off for what feels like forever, and now I finally got to do it.

Bulma will probably call Gohan and ask him if there are any problems at home. She was always checking on me like I was her son. I guess she was the mom I always wanted, but could never have.

My dad went off to train in solitude for 6 months of the year, and my mother went on a 'business trip' for the exact same amount of time. The only thing is, my mother never discussed business while she was away, if you know what I mean.

As Capsule Corp. drew further and further away, I noticed that I was being followed. I didn't want to give away my powers, so I didn't fly or instant transmission. Instead, I decided to confront them.

As I drew nearer to where they were hiding, one of them ran further into the alley. I heard their footsteps as they ran away, but the rest stayed and waited to ambush me.

I caught them off guard and was ready for them. All of their attacks I easily dodged, until I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I felt for it, and found that I had a syringe stuck in my neck. My body stiffened as their attacks became harder and harder to block.

"What the hell?" I growled.

"You certainly are pretty, and quite the fighter. But I always get what I want in the end. I hope this isn't your first time, cause it's gonna hurt if it is" the leader laughed.

My eyes widened as I lost all ability to move. The leader then punched my left eye in order to knock me to the ground. I was completely defenseless, I couldn't stop them from removing my shirt, or the rest of my clothing. The leader's hand grazed over my pecs and abs, admiring the definition.

"My, you really are beautiful" he said as his hand brushed my cock.

Slowly, his goons stripped and he did the same. We all were bare, and I could only watch as he forcefully opened my jaw, and stuffed his dick in. Unfortunately, I could still taste, and he tasted awful. After a while, he removed himself and positioned himself at my ass.

I couldn't see him after that, due to all of his cronies, taking turns stuffing their dicks into my mouth. I tried to bite down on each and every one of them, but the paralyzer was still in effect. However I could feel him slowly ripping my inner walls apart. It was one of the most excruciating things I had ever experienced, and I have died before. Tears fell from my eyes at the pain, but also knowing that I'm no longer a virgin.

"You're so tight. I love me a good virgin asshole" the leader said as he started to thrust himself in and out of me.

One by one, his buddies ejaculated into my mouth, and since I couldn't swallow, it just started to flow from the corners of my mouth. Since I was in an upright-ish position, the cum then landed and flowed down my body.

The leader's pace quickened dramatically and I knew what was about to happen. I tried everything to move, but the paralyzer hadn't let up any.

I would never admit this to anyone, but I felt amazing. It still did have that initial pain of never having my rectum stretched like that, but his dick kept hitting this bundle of nerves and it made me want to moan. I shouldn't be enjoying this, but it felt too good.

"Get ready, 'cause here I cum" he said with a smirk.

I felt each and every jet of semen hit my inner walls. I felt absolutely disgusting because of all the semen on and in my body. He took his limp cock out and just giggled to himself.

"Looks like you enjoyed it too" he said pointing at my abs.

I looked down and there was a puddle of cum. The gang members' cum never made it that far, only to my pecs then started sloping down to my sides, so that could only mean that it was mine. I had ejaculated to my own rape, what kind of sick twisted person am I?

The gang soon left and after what seemed like hours, I was starting to get mobility back. I slowly put my clothes back on, and hobbled my way home. Whoever says they walk fine after their first time with anal sex, is either a liar or recovers very fast.

As my house came into view, I had to think of what I would say to Gohan. I had to think of something, and quick. I wiped my eyes free of tears and walked inside, only to be immediately greeted by Gohan.

"Where the hell were you I've been worried sick!?" He yelled obviously relived I was home.

"I was got into a fight with Trunks and decided to roam the city before coming home" I said not exactly lying.

"Trunks hit you!?" he gasped.

"No. I ran into some dumb gang and they got in a lucky shot" I answered honestly.

"Goten, I smell sex on you. And your eyes are red and puffy, what happened?"

"Nothing okay. Just leave it be" I said rushing up to me room.

I locked my door behind me and fell onto my bed. I can't be of use to anyone anymore, I'm disgusting, used, and dirty. Tears came to my eyes as I continued to think about myself in horrible disgusting ways.

The worst part about this whole thing is that I can't tell Trunks. I would never be able to tell him and show him how weak I was, because then he would gloat in my face about being stronger. I can't go running back to him like I usually do.

And I can't to Gohan either. He will just make a big scene out of it, and Trunks will find out. I just have to keep this to myself. No one has to know, and no one is going to know.

Author's Note: I wanted to try this out for a story, because I've never had this happen to a character to kick start the problems of a story before. Leave a comment telling me what you thought, and until next time, bye.

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