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works/3628527.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Hatake_Kakashi/Namikaze_Minato
  Character:
      Hatake_Kakashi, Namikaze_Minato
  Additional Tags:
      Kage_Bunshin_|_Shadow_Clones, Voyeurism, Hebephilia
  Series:
      Part 7 of Alphabet_Kink
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-03 Words: 1899
****** Hokage Hi-jinks ******
by chibi_zoe
Summary
     It's hot and the Yondaime Hokage is bored and frustrated.
Title: Hokage Hi-jinks
Author: chibi-zoe
Series: Naruto
Rating: NC-17 (for the appearance of shota)
Pairing: Technically Yondaime x Yondaime (but the appearance of Yondaime x
Kakashi)
Summary: It's hot and the Yondaime Hokage is bored and frustrated.
Kinks:
Hebephilia: men aroused by teenage boys
Hedralingus: licking anus
Hermerotism: daydreaming or fantasising about sex or nudity
Hygrophilia: arousal from body fluids or moisture
Hyphephilia: arousal from touching skin, hair, leather, fur or fabric
 
It was a baking hot summers day in the land of fire, breathlessly still and
humidly heralding an evening thunderstorm. Crickets were singing in the
background and anyone with any sense was trying to avoid the heat. Minato sat
at his desk, in his air-conditioned office, pretending to work. There was an
enormous pile of important papers awaiting his attention, but he just couldn’t
find it in himself to care. Normally, his sense of responsibility kicked in and
he bent to his task, but not today. Today, his thoughts were consumed with
fantasies about his student.
Fantasies that he knew were wrong, about explicit sexual escapades with the
underage boy. Fantasies that if acted upon would not only lose him his position
as Hokage, but would result in him being incarcerated, and probably tortured,
for the remainder of his days. Having their Hokage charged with child
molestation would be a terrible blow to Konoha’s prestige, and the taint would
cling to his wife and unborn child as well. Not to mention the terrible damage
it would do to Kakashi’s already fragile psyche, his student could not afford
to loose another precious person.
Sighing in frustration, he gave up on his pretence of working and stared
longingly out of the window. Thinking of his student, he wondered where Kakashi
was today. He knew the boy didn’t have any missions at the moment, Jiraiya
wasn’t in town, and he didn’t like to hang out with the other shinobi who
generally didn’t take him seriously. Most likely his student was training,
probably half naked and covered in sweat. He drew in a shuddering breath as his
mind presented an image of a naked, sweaty, Kakashi writhing on his bed and
pleading soundlessly for Minato’s attentions.
He could clearly image Kakashi begging and moaning wantonly, legs spread wide
to allow Minato access to his most intimate areas. He would reach out and touch
that soft, childish skin, watching as goose pimples rose up in his wake. The
boy would shiver and cry out as he stroked, pushing his throbbing erection into
Minato’s eager hand, and throwing his arm over his face to hide his
embarrassment. It wouldn’t take long until the boy was arching his back and
crying out in elation; spraying his essence over his own heaving chest and
melting back onto the bed, completely boneless.
After regaining his breath, Kakashi would open his eyes and see Minato’s
straining erection. His eyes would open wide and a small puff of breath would
escape his exposed lips. Then the boy would rise up onto his knees and shuffle
closer, reaching out with curious fingers to touch him. Touching would lead to
tasting and then he would be thrusting down Kakashi’s willing throat as the boy
choked and gasped around him. On the edge of ecstasy, he would pull back and
blow his load all over his students’ smooth face, watching as it dribbled down
towards his chin, to drip onto the bed.
Kakashi, with the evidence of his defilement splattered across his face, would
look up at his sensei with a tremulous smile, seeking approval for his actions.
He would smile confidently back, reach down and ruffle the silvery hair and
praise the boy for his efforts. Fetching a damp towel, he would wipe the
evidence of his own excesses from the pale face and body. Then, fully dressed
once again, he would shout the boy a meal at Ichiraku Ramen. Kakashi would be
his usual stoic self once again, and they would not speak of their activities,
it would remain their little secret.
Slumped in his chair at his desk, Minato’s aching arousal was uncomfortably
constrained by his trousers. After debating the pros and cons of masturbating
in his office versus going to the bathroom for a quick wank, he cast a privacy
jutsu around the room. Then, throwing all caution to the wind and panting at
his temerity, he created a clone and had it henge into his students’ likeness.
Staring hungrily at his fake Kakashi, he began a slow striptease, caressing his
body sensuously as he did so, wishing it was the real Kakashi watching him.
When he was completely naked, he drew himself up and turned to his audience of
one. He was achingly hard and proud of how he looked. Smirking at his students’
obvious arousal, he raised his hand and beckoned with a crooked finger. Minto
grinned lecherously, as the other moved to stand right in front of him, almost
touching him. He could feel the heat coming off the boy in waves, and see his
curious eyes drinking in the sight of the fully erect man standing before him.
It made him even harder to think that Kakashi was staring at his erection in
awe.
Wanting the boy naked as quickly as possible he set to his task, batting away
the small hands that tried to help. When the boy was finally naked, he stepped
back to admire the view. He could hear his student panting raggedly as he
slowly and deliberately ran his eyes up and down the body displayed before him.
Kakashi was divine. Smooth alabaster skin, glistening with sweat and
delightfully flushed with desire lured him closer. This close he could see
Kakashi’s pulse throbbing madly in the hollow of his throat and tell that the
boy still didn’t have to shave.
Minato’s chapped lips moved slowly over Kakashi’s smooth ones in a chaste kiss.
He drew back slightly and looked into a singular, lust-clouded eye before
moving back in for another innocent peck. He opened his lips slightly this
time, Kakashi’s moving with them, and darted his tongue into the small gap,
tasting his student and being tasted in return. With a moan, the boy melted
against him, wrapping skinny arms around his neck and writhing delightfully
against him. Minato held the boy tightly, plundering his mouth and rubbing his
aching arousal between small, muscled legs.
Kneeling in front of Kakashi he could feel his student’s small erection poking
him in the stomach and, smirking deviously, he began tensing and flexing his
abdominals. The boy drew back with a gasp at the additional friction and he
took the opportunity to attack the exposed jaw line. He sucked and nibbled his
way down to the boys’ prominent collar bones, enjoying himself thoroughly. At
least with Kakashi he didn’t have to worry about leaving revealing marks as the
boy always wore his mask, a fact he took full advantage of.
He kissed and suckled his way down the boys’ chest, paying extra attention to
his pebbled nipples and his belly button. Quite deliberately, he skirted the
leaking arousal and turned his attentions to the prominent hip bones. Above
him, Kakashi whined and arched backwards, pushing his erection into further
prominence. Taking pity on his young student, Minato slowly licked a stripe
from the boys’ balls to his tip, digging his tongue into the leaking slit and
drawing a surprisingly deep groan of pleasure from the small chest. He drew the
glans into his mouth and sucked, hard.
Kakashi’s shout of excitement encouraged him, and he slowly sank down the short
length, sucking and tonguing the flesh as he went. An adolescent cock was a lot
easier to swallow than a fully grown mans’ and Minato found that he could
easily take everything the boy had. He grinned around his mouthful and
deliberately swallowed. Small hands immediately fisted in his hair, and a high
pitched whine echoed through the room, as the body in front of him tensed. Then
the organ lodged in his throat jerked spasmodically as it erupted. Minato drank
every drop.
Licking his lips lasciviously, he looked up into the relaxed face of his
student. Kakashi tasted good, but he wanted more. He wanted to taste the core
of the boy, the taste that would be distinctly Kakashi. Using kisses and
caresses, he encouraged the boy to turn around and drop to his knees. He licked
his way down the knobbed spine in front of him, subtly pressuring the boy to
bend forwards. His own erection was leaking freely from anticipation when he
finally had the boy arranged as he wanted; on his knees and elbows, with his
legs spread shamelessly.
The perfectly rounded ass was displayed for his pleasure and he caressed the
soft flesh gently, before bending down to inhale the musky aroma. Kakashi
whimpered as he licked his way down the sweaty crevice to the tiny hidden
pucker. Pale thighs spread even further to allow him better access as he laved
the sensitive flesh, Kakashi’s uninhibited moans filling the small office
space. As Minato licked and sucked at his students’ ass, he noticed that the
boy was becoming hard again, Kakashi was obviously enjoying his attentions.
Holding the pale hips steady, he began to thrust with his tongue, mimicking
what he intended to do with his cock once the boy was loose enough. He could
feel Kakashi thrusting back against him, clearly inviting him to penetrate as
deep as he could. Stretching his jaw, he complied, loving the intimate taste of
him student. He raised a hand to caress the hardened flesh between his
students’ legs and Kakashi began panting roughly again. Minato increased his
efforts and was rewarded with Kakashi’s flesh clamping down on his tongue and
warm wetness coating his fingers.
Sitting back, he raised his cum-covered hand to play with the saliva-slicked
pucker. He easily slid two fingers through the relaxed muscle and scissored
them apart. He thrust and stretched with his fingers until he was sure that
Kakashi was loose enough to take him. Withdrawing his fingers, he lined his
leaking erection up and slowly thrust forwards. His student grunted as he
ploughed the virgin tunnel and Minato tightened his grip on the slim hips. With
agonising slowness, he withdrew and then plunged back in. He groaned his own
enjoyment as he began to move faster.
Minato knew that he wasn’t going to last long. The sheer eroticism of screwing
his student in his office, not to mention all of the other perverted things he
had done to the boy, precluded this from being a long encounter. He began to
thrust harder as he felt his balls tighten in anticipation. Kakashi was
grunting in time with his thrusts and the sound was incredibly erotic. He had
been dreaming about this moment for years. With a shout of completion, he
snapped his hips as far forwards as he could, empting himself deep inside his
willing student.
He had just collapsed onto the floor beside his spent student when a sudden
disturbance in his jutsu had him leaping to his feet in a panic, dispersing his
clone and using a quick henge to cloak his own appearance. Crouched on the
window sill, facing him and wearing a shocked expression, was the real Kakashi,
sharingan exposed and swirling madly.
“Would you do that to me too?”
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