Vegeta was infuriated! His one chance to build an army, or an army of one, whatever, was gone! Gone in an instant! He knew the machine couldn't be destroyed easily, if at all. After all, with all his new found strength he hadn't been able to even dent it. So the only logical explanation was that someone had stolen it! He made a quick sweep of the area with his senses to see if anyone had used it...

He turned his head sharply towards something in the distance. It was faint with distance, but it was a ki that had a similar feeling of power with his own. Damn! If someone stronger than him had used the gun to get to his size or bigger, his dominance could be put into question! He didn't want that at all. He burst into the air, flying towards the ki. He'd be there soon enough...

As Vegeta thundered towards Gohan and Mirai, they were getting ready for some alone time. Mirai quickly took off his suit, stripping out of the jacket, tie, white shirt, dress pants, kicking off his dress shoes and pulling off his black socks. Lastly, he pulled off his white boxers revealing his trim yet muscular build and his hardened rod, pointing up at Gohan. Gohan grinned down at him, his own rod rearing high. Gohan was sitting spread eagled so his his sack was laying on the ground, his dick pointing up. Mirai tossed aside those stupid glasses that didn't seem to have a point, except to impressive the tight wad executives, and approached the gigantic organ. He could see the giant testicles pulsing with their own life, anticipating the exercise to come. Mirai touched the balls, reveling in the smooth tight skin, before slowly rising up to the cock head. Gohan was already starting to breathe faster in anticipation. He made absolutely sure no one was around before concentrating fully on Mirai. Mirai placed his hands on Gohan's hot head and wrapped his legs as best he could around Gohan's rod. He slowly, sensually, began to lick the hot, and slightly salty, flesh, his tongue massaging near the slit. Gohan gasped but bit his lip to avoid moaning out loud. Surely his moans would alert someone nearby. So he dug his hands into the ground and reveled in the feeling of his little lover starting to grind against his tool as well as sucking on the head.

Mirai started to sweat as he worked himself up, his own prick quivering with exertion and eroticism. He started going faster and Gohan began to moan in spite of himself. He dug his hands in deeper, the ground coming up in clumps around his massive fingers. Just as Mirai climaxed over Gohan's dick, Gohan himself started coming. Mirai felt it inside the massive tube of flesh. Within seconds the churning turned to full on spurting. He looked up as globs of cum spattered against Gohan's own body as well as landing in thick sticky ropes all over his own body. He licked some of it off his mouth, loving the salty taste of his man.

Gohan's breathing started slowing down and he smiled warmly at his tiny friend.

"Alright. Before I make you as big as me, I'd better clean you off."

He picked Mirai up and stood up, looking for a place to wash him off. Before he'd taken three steps towards a nearby lake, Vegeta landed behind him. Gohan turned around and was surprised to see Vegeta standing before him, a giant too! Albeit, a smaller giant than him. He also looked mighty pissed.

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" He yelled at Gohan. "You stole my machine! Give it back or suffer the consequences."

Gohan smirked down at him and said, "Why should I? There's no way you can stand up to me! Not only am I bigger than you, I'm a lot stronger than you! So you'd better start listening to me or I'll have to make an example out of you!"

Mirai smiled up at his man. That's the way to tell him! Even if he was his father...

Vegeta growled angrily. He would be the biggest! He had to be!