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      Published: 2017-07-21 Updated: 2018-03-18 Chapters: 10/? Words: 62262
****** Stepbrothers ******
by ahans1b
Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him. And later uses
     it to blackmail him into sleeping with him. Lemons! Susu/naru and
     some Gara/Naru. AU setting.
Notes
     This chapter has been revised since getting help from a wonderful
     beta idontlikebreadcrusts! I couldn’t have done all this without
     help. So if you have already read this chapter please do so again. A
     LOT of detail has been added!
     The plot of the story was inspired by a book I read called I'll Tell.
     I do not own that story or any of the charters in this so please
     don't sue! This is the first story I have ever written and writing is
     not my strong suit. Any input is welcomed. If you see any errors or
     are confused about any part of the story please let me know so I can
     fix it. I just want to have some fun and try to write a steamy Sasu/
     Naru story because I’m obsessed with this pair. And smut.
      
     PLEASE READ WARNINGS BELOW!!!
     Warnings: This is an M rated (Sasu/Naru) yaoi story. Meaning there
     will be sex, lots of butt sex! Don’t like don’t read! And don’t flame
     on the comments. Other warnings include a shit ton of swearing,
     DUBCON, INCEST, LIGHT BDSM, UNDERAGE SEXUAL INTERCOURSE, UNDERAGE
     DRINKING AND DRUGS USE (POT), AND BLACKMAIL! If you are okay with all
     these warning please enjoy the story. Otherwise go read a different
     story.
     Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of the characters or the plot.
     If you are not 18+ do not read.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Incestuous Thoughts *****
Sasuke sluggishly walks into his shared bedroom after a tediously long day of
classes at Konoha University. He meticulously takes out his laptop filled with
class notes from the day and places it on his desk that already contains his
needed textbook and notepad. He has an essay to finish before his business
class tomorrow morning. God did he have a migraine after sitting though his
last class management science with Orochimaru. No idea how that creep has a
teaching job. The snake of a man has made a not so subtle approach to Sasuke on
more than one occasion. Sasuke is usually first to bolt out of the classroom at
the end of class before the sickly pale deranged man ‘accidently’ brushes his
ass with the palm of his hand. Sick fuck. But this is Sasuke’s last year left
before graduating with a business major. He plans on helping Itachi run the
family business.
“What the fuck?” Sasuke groans while reaching over attempting to turn on the
switch of his desk lamp but finds it to have a slick substance on it preventing
him from the task.
Looking for an explanation, Sasuke inspects the switch closely with his
piercing gaze. He spots a coat of a shiny substance on the switch. Lips forming
into a frown and eyes hardening into an icy glare as he notices the glossy
coating of a mysterious element is not only on the switch, but also on every
damn surface of his desk judging from the shiny glint his possessions are
taking. Tilting his head to the side he also notices a bottle of lube that
looks suspiciously like his. Correction, an EMPTY bottle of lube. ‘That fucking
son of a bitch! I’m going to kill him!’ Sasuke roared in his head while bolting
out of his chair to look for his the little shit of a stepbrother.
Barreling down the plain white hallway decorated only with a few family
pictures of his small house, face masked with indifference his fists balling up
and eyebrow twitching with annoyance was the only emotion that could be seen of
rage that boiled deep inside him. Calming his quickening breath, he pauses when
he hears a suppressed snicker coming from the living room. Heart beating faster
and cock twitching with interest, Sasuke instantly freezes when he spots his
little brother with his coal grey eyes.
All golden blond hair, ocean blue eyes, and flawless skin a wicked tan that
would make any Jersey Shore asshole jealous. The kid looks like an ocean sunset
painted him with all its magnificent glory. Dressed in a tight black fishnet
shirt, long skin tight orange leather pants that hugged his perfect ass, black
boots, black studded belt, pierced ear; Naruto looked like a slutty orange rock
star. His sapphire eyes appear more intense with the subtle smudged black
eyeliner he wore. Plump pink lips made for kissing, or sucking cock. Crazy
beautiful eyes that clearly display emotions in his gaze, current being
excitement, apprehension, and anticipation. Compact muscles underneath his
golden skin could be clearly scene under his fishnet shirt on his lean figure.
Naruto was beautiful, sensual and sinfully alluring at 17. Despite his age
Naruto was built like a Greek god Adonis.
Hair so black that it had a blue tint to it, styled long in the front and
spiked up in the back, sharp, predatory eyes and creamy, pale skin; Sasuke
Uchiha was the complete opposite of Naruto in appearance. Thin, peach colored
lips decorated his slightly feminine, aristocrat face while Naruto had
appearance is slightly more masculine with strong chiseled features. He could
easily walk down a catwalk and all eyes would be on him. Sasuke’s voice is deep
and rich, making girls fawn over him with the sensual sound alone. Standing
tall at six feet, Sasuke towered over Naruto by four inches. But to be fair he
was 21 and Naruto still had some time to grow. All sinewy lean muscle, Sasuke
was sex on legs. Or at least that’s what his fangirls tell him. But they hold
no interest for him. He is gay and is hard for his innocent little brother.
Sasuke wants to fuck his little brother, and it is really starting to become a
problem.
“What the fuck did you do to my desk you little shit?!” Sasuke screams as he
charges towards Naruto, fists clenched and face scrunched into a frown.
Naruto starts to laugh hysterically before grabbing his best friend Kiba’s hand
and bolting to the front door; leaving his video game in the middle of an
intense battle.
“Run faster dog breath!” Naruto pants out between giggling and running for his
life with Kiba in tow.
Wrenching open the front door, Kiba and Naruto made a hasty escape into Kiba’s
car. If you could call dark blue 94 Ford Mustang with a hanging bumper a car.
Naruto swiftly locks all the doors as Sasuke approached and pounded on the door
screaming profanities and death threats.
“Start the car mutt and let’s get the fuck out of here!” Naruto screams while
Kiba stabbed the keys into the ignition.
The car stalls once before groaning to life. Naruto laughing like a mad man as
Kiba tore down the driveway leaving Sasuke behind fuming with a glare on his
face that would make a grown man cry.
Heart racing, Kiba glances at Naruto whose body is shaking with laughter, “the
fuck you do this time?” He gasps out.
Tears misting Naruto’s eyes, “Used Sasuke’s stash of lube to cover all his
supplies on his desk. Take me to Gara’s house. I need a drink.”
He lied back in the seat and closed his eyes to try and calm himself down. An
occasional tear and shutter could still be scene.
“Damn, he is going to kill you in your sleep someday” Kiba barks out shaking
his head laughing while heading towards Gara’s apartment.  
 
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It was already 11 o’clock by the time Sasuke finished his essay that’s due
tomorrow. He sighed and leaned back in his chair and rubbed the dark circles
under his eyes. Cracked his stiff joints and stretched his arms above his head
to relieve some stress. It had taken him an hour to clean up all the lubricant
from his desk. He was even more enraged that he found out it was in fact his
own lube. Damn that sexy brat.
Things used to be different between the two brothers not so long ago. Sasuke
wasn’t sure what it was but ever since they’d started sharing a room together,
things have gotten really tense. Both of them were to blame in part. Naruto for
reverting back to his old childhood pranks. Sasuke’s part was for wanting to
fuck him into the mattress.
A year had passed since Kakashi and Iruka had gotten married. After the
wedding, Kakashi agreed to move into Iruka’s smaller two bedroom home, for the
‘closer to work location’ they’d said. Previously living in his families’
extravagant mansion, Sasuke was unsatisfied with the new arrangements to say
the least. Forced into sharing a room together had caused a major problem in
Sasuke’s life. Every night was agonizing to have slept mere feet away from his
little brother whom plagued his dreams most nights. Tossing and turning in bed,
covered in sweat with a raging hard on. That was how most nights ended up as he
dreamt of being buried balls deep within his brothers’ tight ass. The sole
reason bags rested under his eyes. At this rate he was going to have permanent
stress lines on his face like Itachi if nothing happened soon.
 
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Sasuke had been thrilled to have a brother who paid attention to him. After a
business deal gone wrong, his parents were murdered. Itachi had been too young
to look after a ten year old. This brought Kakashi to adopt Sasuke. Kakashi was
a close family friend who happened to be the homicide detective of his parent’s
crime scene. While Sasuke was being cared for by his new guardian, the young
prodigy Itachi had gone through vigorous training to manage the family company.
Which created a very lonely childhood after he lost his family tragedy. Glaring
and brooding, he shut out anyone who tried to get close. Until he met Naruto.
His blond angel.
                                  -flashback-
The sun was setting, warming the city in a golden haze before the dark sky
enveloped the streets with its darkness. At 14 years old, Sasuke jogged down
the city street following a chilling sound he heard only a minute ago. It
appeared to be coming from an alley up a head. Sweat beading down his forehead
and breath coming out in shallow pants as he continued to run toward that
sound, a child crying and screaming for help.
Skidding across the corner of the alleyway, Sasuke froze at the sight in front
of him. It took him a minute to fully comprehend the scene. A young scrawny boy
with messy blond hair was forced onto the dirty pavement. Bound by a much
larger boy’s strong arm, the helpless child could not move. Tears were flooding
his eyes while he whimpered and begged to be released. Blood was flowing from
his swollen cheeks as a different teenager carved lines into his flesh. The two
bullies calling him a demon child among other degrading names.
Sasuke was immediately filled with rage at the site. He felt an overwhelming
need to protect the boy and knew he had to act immediately. Lunging onto the
boy who held the knife, Sasuke pulled back the knife wielding arm and twisted
his wrist to the point the shoulder dislocated. The teen howled in agony while
the man holding the blond still cursed and lunged up into a fighting stance.
Unfortunately for him Sasuke was a formidable fighter thanks to Kakashi’s
training. Sasuke having never been more grateful to have a police officer as a
guardian. The man didn’t last three minutes under Sasuke’s wrath and skill.
Once the bullies were properly dealt with, Sasuke went over to the small boy
who was cowering near a trash bin. He noticed the boy was filthy, clothes
appeared to be second hand and in bad condition at that. The kid was too
skinny. Whimpering, the pathetic boy opened his watery eyes piercing Sasuke
with the most startling blue he has every scene. His breath hitched at the
sight. He knew at that moment he wanted to protect the boy covered in dirt,
blood and tears from anyone who dared lay a hand on his blond.
                                -end flashback-
                                        
Ever since he rescued the boy who he later found out was named Uzumaki Naruto,
they’d quickly became inseparable. Naruto started calling Sasuke his big
brother a few months after knowing each other. His new ‘little brother’
followed him everywhere despite their four year age difference. Sasuke learned
that Naruto lived in an orphanage but he couldn’t care less. Who was he to
judge when he too was an orphan? Much to Naruto’s delight, Sasuke possessively
protected him from the dangers of the world. He felt some relief after he
taught the kid how to defend himself properly. Naruto soaked up the attention
like a sponge and graced Sasuke with his magnificent smiles and laughter. In
return Sasuke felt happier than he had in years.
Police Academy trainer Iruka, adopted Naruto three years ago. Provided Naruto
with his first stable home in his young life. He had no knowledge of who his
parents were. Supposedly they’d been murdered by a famous serial killer
referred to as Kyuubi. On occasion, kids and some adults accused Naruto of
being a demon child since he survived the brutal attack.
Naruto was only an infant when Kyuubi murdered his birthparents. Iruka looked
into the case file shortly after he adopted the boy since no one ever told
Naruto of that dark night. He discovered that his birth parents were named
Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki, Minato being considered a hero by the
townsmen in city of Konoha for the sacrifice of his life by taking down Kyuubi.
 Evidence suspected Minato had shot Kyuubi with his own gun after he wrestled
it away from the serial killer. Unfortunately Minato’s wounds were too great
when rescuers arrived, he passed away before the ambulance made it to the
hospital. Kushina was found dead on arrival from a critical head wound, her
infant son protectively wrapped in her cold embrace.
Naruto refused to learn about his past. He grew up alone, his parents he had
never known shouldn’t defy him. Nor Kyuubi. Sasuke didn’t mind that he had a
dark past and never wanted to talk about it, his too had a dismal past.
 
===============================================================================
 
The admission to the fact that Sasuke found his brother impossibly hot made
himself immensely uncomfortable. He was supposed to be the responsible adult
and protector for the kid. Scare off the school bullies or perverts that he
might had crossed paths with. Not be the pervert who wants to shove him against
the nearest wall and fuck him raw.
After moving into the small house, Sasuke’s infatuation towards his (now
official) little brother grew exponentially when he found out Naruto was gay.
Or Bi? At first Sasuke felt betrayed that Naruto never mentioned this to him.
As he’d known Sasuke was gay. During all of freshman and junior year of high
school, Naruto crushed hard on a bubble gum pink bimbo named Sakura. He failed
to see that the bitch flirt with Sasuke whenever they met.
Imagine the surprise of his lifetime when he went to pick up his bro from
school and saw him slammed up against a wall swapping spit with a redhead. A
MALE redhead! A punk-ass emo boy, with emerald eyes, heavy eye liner, and a
fucking kanji tattoo on his pale head. Gara, the lead singer or a rock band.
Son of a fucking bitch. Rage was the only thing he saw as he marched over and
pried the bitchass punk off his little brother. His brother deserved better,
only he should be able to touch his sweet little kitsune. He thought
possessively.
Mine.
Naruto was not happy with Sasukes’ actions at all. He screamed at Sasuke
something about Gara being his boyfriend. Sasuke heard none of it other than
the word boyfriend. Too enraged to comprehend his actions, he tossed the kid in
the car and drove home. Naruto grew distant after that. Cold. Spiteful. Fucked
up. Gara put a rift in their relationship. Sasuke had become so preoccupied
with college that he hadn’t realized how much his brother shut him out.
Since dating Gara, Naruto had become very distant and often dressed in slutty
outfits. Fuck his asshole boyfriend that made his once nerdy innocent brother
dress like a man thirsty for cock at a gay bar. Sasuke wanted to fuck his mouth
(or cover him in cum) every time he saw Naruto in skin tight leather pants that
clung deliciously to his tight ass.
Fuck he should’ve just stayed at the mansion with Itachi. Gone to a different
college. Stayed the fuck away from his sexy as sin stepbrother. He shouldn’t
have had any degrading, incestuous thoughts of the kid. Surely he was damned
for hell.
Fuck his life.
Sasuke abruptly jolted from his seat. Startled out of his deep thoughts as he
heard the front door creak open. Breathing quietly, he listened and heard that
it was Naruto. Iruka and Kakashi are still at work. He sighed and glanced at
the clock noticing it’s one in the morning. What the fuck was the kid doing out
that late?
Abruptly Sasuke remembered he still had to punish his baby brother for the
earlier prank he pulled. Dick twitching to attention as he debated a proper
punishment for the naughty behavior. Sasuke’s cock was throbbing by the time he
walked through their bedroom door to greet his brother, dressed only in his
silky blue pajama pants, lewdly tenting the fabric. A malicious glint in his
eyes.
After all, who could be better at teaching him what happens to a little cock
tease than his big brother?
 
***** Horny Bastards *****
Chapter Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him, and later uses
     it to blackmail Naruto into sleeping with him. What will happen when
     Naruto’s boyfriend Gaara finds out about their relationship?
Chapter Notes
     Firstly, I want to thank everyone for the positive reviews and for
     idontlikebreadcrusts for being my beta on this! It means so much to
     me and let’s know that this is a story that people are interested in
     reading. Makes me more motivated to get the next chapter out faster.
     This chapter took longer than I thought since I had to do some
     studying on how to write in monologue. Since I’m still learning and
     don’t know shit about writing, updates will be about every 3-4 weeks.
     To help clear up some concerns regarding this story and Sasuke, this
     is not going to be an angsty rape fic. Sasuke loves his brother more
     than anything and will not cause any serious physical or emotional
     harm towards him.
     Chapter Warnings: Excessive swearing and some GaaNaru.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The sun had already set several hours ago. It was really freaking late, that
much Naruto knew, but had no clue of the exact hour since he arrived at Gaara’s
apartment with Kiba. Not that he cared too much about being out this late even
on a school night—his grades were shit anyway. Sleeping in class was not
unusual for him, much to Iruka’s despise.
It’s not like he tried being a horrible student, he had a shitty attention
span. Like really shitty. He just had way too much energy to sit still for long
periods of time and read or study. And all that restless energy was what
typically got him in trouble—mostly in the form of pranks or occasional
fights—winding his sorry ass up in detention. His orphan past did not help
matters, making him very unpopular in school. Unwanted attention seemed to
follow him everywhere.
But it’s not so bad, he was more than capable of taking care of himself. He was
strong, thanks to high school football practice, and no longer needed his
overly protective big brother to defend him from school bullies.
Thanks to years of sparing and trying to one-up Sasuke, he was now a very
skilled fighter. Unfortunately for him, principle Tsunade did not appreciate
his mad fighting skills, at all. Good thing the old hag saw something in him
enough to not expel him yet.
Anyway, the point being, it was fucking late on a school night. He was playing
video games with Kiba, on Gaara’s 50 inch HD flat-screen, as Gaara watched
disinterestedly. That was until Shikamaru and Choji decided to join in on the
‘party’ by bringing beer and brownies to liven thing up.
And fuck did things liven up with Choji’s ‘famous’ brownies. 
Naruto knew Shikamaru and Choji from some classes they took together in high
school. But mostly because Kiba was close friends with both of the boys,
knowing them all the way back to elementary. Long story short, they had grown
up together and that’s pretty much how Naruto and Gaara got acquainted with the
two teens.
Gaara had been a more recent addition in Naruto’s life. He was a transfer
student from Suna, arriving at Konoha High approximately six months ago. At
first the mysterious and scary boy had hardly said a word to anyone, himself
included. He would scare off most students—some teachers too—with a cold glare
and dark aura that screamed danger.
But Naruto wasn’t fazed in the slightest with the icy demeanor the new student
displayed. After all, he was immune to death glares and broody behavior from
hanging around Sasuke all the time. Yeah, that shit didn’t unnerve him at all.
So imagine Gaara’s confusion when a cheery, obnoxious blond hair blue eyed boy
bounded right up to him, forcedly shaking his hand in greeting. It took the
unsuspecting teen a good minute to reboot and comprehend just what the fuck had
happened, much to Naruto’s glee. He put some effort in explaining just how
awesome he was and that they should hang out, but he suspected it fell on deft
ears.
Truth be told, Naruto was drawn to his indifferent, badass attitude since it
reminded him so much of Sasuke. He had known right then he wanted to get
acquainted with the strange handsome boy. It was familiar and comforting in an
odd way.
Gaara also reminded him of himself before he had a family to call his own.
Lonely. Abandoned. A misunderstood child just trying to survive a cruel fate
that this shitty world had thrown upon him. And Gaara seemed to sense that in
Naruto as well, judging by the fact he allowed a hyper boy to follow him around
without any complaint.
Within two weeks of getting to know each other, Gaara actively watched over
Naruto in a protective manor—especially around students that had shown ill
intent towards him. Before long, Gaara had developed romantic feelings—not that
he was aware of it at the time and started acting differently. More touchy and
affectionate. But Naruto hadn’t thought too much into it at the time, being
straight and oblivious at times.
That apparently did not concern Sabaku no Gaara in the slightest.
Naruto learned in a shocking manor that Gaara was gay, very gay, when he
suddenly cornered next to his locker before third period by the emo boy. He was
confused as hell when the usually distant teen was breathing heavily, a hungry
look in his beautiful jade eyes. Then his friend suddenly pressed forward,
pinning a very startled Naruto against the cool metal surface on some random
schmuck’s locker.
Naruto gasped at the sudden action, bracing for a fall that never came. He was
about to protest the rough treatment of the unexpected behavior, but when he
opened his mouth speak Gaara closed the distance by locking their lips
together. His blue eyes widened with surprise, a gasp escaped his lips.
Shock was an understatement.
He wasn’t even gay damn it, or at least he had thought. But with the way Gaara
continued kissing him, how his body started reacting in a positive way, he had
to start considering the possibility of at least being bi. And here he had
thought he was too old to question things like sexuality. Guess not.
Ever since that day of the stolen kiss, it had awoken some newly found,
slightly uncomfortable feelings, complicating his already difficult life even
more. Gay feelings, as he started to take notice of attractive men and their
lips.
But who cared if he thought about guys occasionally? That he sometimes looked
at guys? So what if Gaara had a nice ass and that every time he looked at him,
Naruto wanted nothing more than to kiss him? If touching another man made him
feel so fucking good, so fucking what?
Gaara took full advantage of his newly awakened sexuality, even if Naruto was
not so sure, as he swiftly staked his claim on the confused blond. The sly
bastard made damn sure everyone knew that they were together—not that Naruto
minded all that much.
 
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A clearing of the throat brought attention to the glazed over blond.
“Naruto…you still with us man?” A concerned voice successfully broke Naruto out
of his stupor.
“What?” Naruto said dumbly, glancing around to find all eyes on him. His cheeks
blushed with embracement as he realized he missed the entire conversation. For
once, he was speechless.
Fuck, he didn’t think four beers would fuck him up this much. He knew that he
was a lightweight when it came to alcohol, but damn, he never spaced out like
this. He was the happy/horny drunk type.
“How many brownies did you eat?” Kiba laughed.
It wasn’t a funny question. Why was Kiba looking at him like that? “Three,”
Naruto’s voice sounded different, strange to his ears.
“Fuck, bro, them were some pot brownies!” Tears rolled down Kiba’s cheeks as he
doubled over laughing, gasping for air when he paused long enough for a breath.
“What?”
“Pot. Brownies. You’re high as a kite Naruto.”
Azure eyes widened dramatically at what Kiba was implying. He consumed drugs?
He paused to think about the differences since eating the brownies…
About thirty minutes after eating the brownies, Naruto started feeling a lot
more relaxed, but he had assumed it was just from the alcohol. The effects did
seem a bit stronger and slightly different as he found himself spacing out
allot. Yet at the same time somehow managed to be more aware of his
surroundings. He would giggle at just about anything, too. But that part could
have been from the beers.
Fuck, he really was high.
“Why didn’t you say anything, jackass?” Naruto panicked, voice slurring
heavily.
He had never consumed marijuana before, hell, not even so much as a puff of a
fucking cigarette. And he ate three fucking pot brownies. Three!A quarter of
the whole damn tray! His fucking ass of a best friend should have said
something before he stuffed his face with the delicious brownies!
“Cuz, Naruto, I thought you knew.” Kiba said, sounding remorseful now that he
got himself together.
“Whatever…just don’t tell Iruka.”
“Ha, you don’t need to tell me twice! He’s fuckin scary as shit when he goes
all mother hen.”
Naruto snorted, yeah Iruka had the tendency to go overboard when it came to
him. In fact, most people now in his life did. He grimaced at the thought.
“You feeling okay?” Kiba said in an anxious tone, eyes narrow as he scanned up
and down his friend’s body with an assessing examination.
“Yeah jackass, m’fine.” Naruto slurred, elbowing the shaggy brunette in the
ribs playfully as they lounged on the sofa, content with watching Kiba and
Shika battle it out on mortal combat.
Once Kiba and Shika were satisfied with Naruto’s response and condition, the
two brunettes resumed their game. Choji must have left a little bit ago as he
couldn’t see him anywhere. That left one more person in the spacious
room—Gaara.
His sexy as hell boyfriend who was staring right at him with smoldering eyes.
A shiver racked through his overly heated body at Gaara’s hungry gaze. Naruto
had been consciously aware of the way highlighted jade eyes were fixated on him
for the past hour, after being three beers in.
Some people might call him dumb but he was not that fucking oblivious, he could
tell Gaara wanted some alone time with him. But his friends were in the same
room, so that was not going to happen—or so he had thought.
Naruto sighed, it was rare enough for Shika to get off his lazy ass to join
them on mans’ night out, he didn’t want to ditch them by make out with his
boyfriend—no matter how tempting that may be.  
Once again, his wandering mind took over as he observed some of Gaara’s more
prominent features in new light. Particularly his eyebrows…or make that no
eyebrows? Who the fuck shaves off their eyebrows? He giggled at this
revelation. But somehow he managed to pull it off.
Gaara raised his naked eyebrows in question to Naruto’s sudden change of
behavior. He took particular interest in the way the blond kept glancing his
way, cerulean eyes lingering too long to be considered causal. His cute
boyfriend’s flushed appearance did not help his ‘little’ problem of wanting to
jump the blond—at all.
With unfocused eyes, Naruto attempted to stand up but swayed on shaky legs and
stumbled instead. Cursing under his breath as he found this once simple task
now very difficult. He managed to focus his inebriated body enough to
straighten up and lurch forward, arms grabbing the nearest object (the armrest)
as he aimed for raiding the fridge. He was fucking starving but this agenda was
proving more difficult then he anticipated.
Fuck his low alcohol tolerance, especially on an empty stomach!
Before he wobbled far, a pale hand swiftly reached out and latched onto
Naruto’s wrist in a steely grip, abruptly pulling him down on a somewhat boney
lap.
“Oomph!” Naruto groaned in surprise, squirming in discomfort at the hard lap he
was forcibly sprawled upon before adjusting to a more comfortable position.
“What the fuck Gaara?” Naruto intended to sound angry, but his slurred voice
ruined the effect.
Gaara ignored Naruto’s weak protest, adjusting the startled boy’s face with
both hands so that they were eye to eye. Then he had took initiative by leaning
forward and brushing their lips together, closing the distance.
“Oh,” Naruto gasped, as wet tongue gentle teased at the seams of his lips. He
hesitantly opened, and his glassy eyes fluttered shut when that tongue found
his. Fire shot through him, stealing what’s left of his rational mind.
Gaara’s tongue stroked into his mouth with the confidence only a partner could
have. The bastard knew how hot and hard the simple kiss was making him. Fuck,
he could only relent under such certainty, letting him explore his mouth as
thoroughly as he wanted.
Naruto sucked in a breath only to let it out seconds later in a soft moan.
Gaara’s lips were soft and firm, tongue wet and teasing as it pushed past
Naruto’s lips. He sucked Gaara’s tongue, surprising him. A pleased groan
vibrated up the redhead’s throat releasing into his mouth—a sign of approval.
Tongues slid slicky over each other in a passionate embrace as Naruto relaxed
into the touch.
When Gaara first had kissed him at school, he wasn’t sure of what to expect
from another boy’s lips on his after his initial shock. Maybe a spark or lust,
or repulsion that told him guys were not his thing. But Gaara’s lips were
rather ordinary, all things considered. Warm, soft, a pliable pressure against
his mouth.  Naruto had learned to crave those soft lips and gentle touch. A hot
delicious mouth that had a subtle taste of citrus that could belong only to
Gaara.
“Mmmm…” He moaned as pressure built in his lower abdomen, his dick slowly
awakening from the stimulus.
“Fuck,” Naruto moaned a little louder this time when Gaara forced his head back
by pulling on his silky golden locks, gaining better access to his mouth. The
rough treatment turning Naruto on even more. His other hand had kept sliding
downward, resting on the swell above Naruto’s ass.
He was nearly breathless. His breathing to fast, causing him to feel
lightheaded. Gaara’s body heat was smoldering against his own. Hands caressed
his backside as a wet tongue thrusted deep into his mouth, threatening to choke
him on the thick appendage. Naruto’s head jerked back in reaction, but hands
tightly gripping his messy golden strands prevented any escape. Gaara’s tongue
thrusting in and out, fucking his mouth deep with the slick hot muscle, nearly
making him gag as it brushed against his tonsils. At the suddenly rough
treatment, he decided to fight back, using his tongue to gain some control of
the situation. A low growl surfaced from the dominant boy’s mouth in disproval,
earning Naruto a sharp nip to his bottom lip.
“Oww, bastard!”
Gaara simply smirked and continued on pushing his saliva soaked tongue into
Naruto’s willing mouth, moaning when their tongues tangled once again.
His heart was pounding in his chest, his blood boiling, as their tongues
tangled together. Naruto was acutely aware of the wet sounds of their kisses as
he reached his quavering tongue out to tangle with other’s hot, slick muscle.
At this point he didn’t care if the others saw him making out with his
boyfriend. It felt too fucking good to be self-conscious right now.
A gasp escaped his lips as he sucked in a much needed breath, saliva escaped
and dripped down his chin. “Oh god…yes,” he whimpered as the hot mouth suddenly
moved away, licking the wet saliva trail on his chin clean. Teeth gently grazed
his chin before trailing open-mouth kisses down his neck, alternating soft
kisses with the light trace of the tip of his tongue. It felt so good, so
intoxicating as Gaara kissed and rans hands all over his sensitized body. The
blond head fell back, a loud moan escaping as his throat was brutally sucked
on, teeth marking the tan skin.
“Fuck, you sound hot moaning like that. God, Naru, I love your dirty mouth.”
Gaara breathed heavily, inhaling the delicious scent of sweat and honey on the
reddened neck.
Secretly loving the dirty talk from the usually stoic boy, blue eyes peeked
open only to narrow at the mop of messy red hair filling his vision. “Shut up
and kiss me.” he panted, arms folding behind Gaara’s neck for balance. The
familiar burnt smell of incense filled Naruto senses with pleasure. A sigh
escaped his bruised lips, loving the exotic fragrance of his boyfriend.
Deceptively strong arms wrapped around Naruto’s small waist, pulling him closer
until their bodies were pressed tightly against one another. A hard press of an
arousal rubbed against his flat stomach.
Jesus Fucking Crist!
“Wait…no…please, stop!” Naruto hissed.
His body immediately tensed, unprepared and unwilling for the rapid pace of how
far they were progressing. It was getting out of control—fast. He was used to
fairly mild make out sessions, sure, not this wild rush of all consuming lust.
In the back of his mind he knew this was wrong, that he should stop before it
got too far, but he was too inebriated to really care.
“Shhh…it’s okay. You’ll like it.” Gaara whispered.
Pale hands drifted under his shirt, ghosting over the tanned flesh. A loud gasp
escaped and Naruto’s back arched as fingers found his nipple, twisting it hard
and then smoothing moments later. All the while Gaara was still sucking on the
tender flesh of his abused neck. Thin soft hairs tickled his nose, nearly
causing him to sneeze as Gaara sucked on the pulse. What a fucking tease.
God, he was breathless and dazed, lips swollen and body so turned on he
couldn’t think straight. “Oh, shit….yes,” Naruto gasped.
If any rational thoughts were left in his fucked up brain, it was fucking gone
now.
Gaara shifted his hips, and Naruto shuttered from the feel of the boy’s hot,
hard cock rock against his. A small part of him still had a hard time believing
he was doing this with a guy. That he could feel this way over a boy—Gaara
defiantly being all male as his hard dick ground against his erection. Fuck,
not long ago he thought was straight and swore up and down that he was going to
marry is crush, Sakura.
Now look at himself, humping his boyfriend like some goddamn wild animal.
“Fuck!” He groaned at a particularly well-aimed trust to his straining dick.
His cock was achingly hard, and with trembling limbs, Naruto slid sweaty hands
underneath Gaara’s shirt, roughly rubbing up and down the smooth sides while
they rocked together. “Yes…that’s it…Gaara, don’t stop.”
Groaning from the feel of Naruto responding so eagerly, Gaara crushed Naruto
even tighter against his body. “You’re so freaking cute,” Gaara kissed his
gasping lips. “So damn sexy and sweet.”
Cool fingers gripped Naruto’s shirt and wrenched up, pulling the flimsy
material off, exposing his heated flesh to the cool air. A shiver spamming
through his body at the sudden shift in temperature—enough to bring some reason
back. Gaara paused, admiring the defined muscles of his chest, sun-kissed skin
and the pinkish nipples.
Fuck, he really needed to find a way to explain to Gaara that trying to get
into his pants when having other people in the same fucking room is not okay.
It’s just really difficult when he kept kissing me like that and refused to
stop playing with my nipples.
“Ngh…wait…fuck…Gaara! Shika and Keeebz…are right behind us.” He managed to slur
out between moans, not sure whether if it was comprehendible or not.
Frowning at Naruto’s suddenly sober thought, Gaara distracted him by tracing
the outside of his areola with the tip of his tongue, circling and then licking
around each nipple. Zeroing on the tip, Gaara flicked his tongue back and
forth, finishing up with a gentle bite on Naruto’s hardened pink nipples. “Fuck
them, can’t you see they are distracted. The surround sound is loud enough that
they won’t hear your sexy moans if that’s what you’re concerned about.” Gaara
gave a particular hard trust into Naruto’s groin to gain back control.
It worked.
“Shit that feels good.”
A husky chuckle made blood rush straight to Naruto’s already engorged dick. “I
think you’re still really fucked up from those brownies,” he murmured, licking
and nipping at the boy’s erect nipple.
Blaring speakers muffled the sound of Naruto crying out as his sensitive nipple
was nipped and licked. His balls tightened at the sensation, bringing him
closer to the edge. Slightly repulsed at sudden thought of coming in his new
pants, he grimaced.
Naruto started as he felt hands slip beneath his belt, reaching farther down to
settle on bare cheeks. A firm squeeze of his ass had Naruto cry out. Fuck, this
was bad. He didn’t think he could stop now even if he wanted to. He didn’t know
his body could feel this fucking good, being fairly new to the whole
relationship deal. If he’d known it felt this damn amazing he would have sailed
the gay ship a while ago.
As his nipple was lick, Naruto bit back a cry, eyes squeezed shut and head
thrown back when the sensitive bud was nibbled. His entire body arched in
pleasure. “Oh god!”
Yeah, he might have had one to many drinks, but damn was his body in heaven as
he straddled Gaara’s lap, grinding their erections together through leather
pants—desperate for friction. He felt too warm, his skin burned with every lick
teasing his pink pert nipples, clutching the Gaara’s arms as they rocked in a
frenzied pace.
“Ngh…more…don’t stop,” he moaned, lust blown eyes gazing at the celling.
“I like it when you beg, you sound like a slut.”
“Ahhh….shut up!” Naruto gasped breathlessly.
“You’re close,” Gaara said suddenly, breaking away from his chest to look at
Naruto’s expression. Lost. Overwhelmed by pleasure. “So close.” His deep raspy
voice spurred Naruto on even more.
A smirk formed on Gaara’s lips briefly as he leaned forward, finding Naruto’s
soft lips again. Naruto opened eagerly this time, getting lost in the feel of
wet lips against lips, tongue against tongue. They panted into each other’s
mouths, the room growing hot with their combined breath and body heat. Naruto’s
hands kept slipping on Gaara’s sweaty flesh, loving the feel of those muscles
flexing and reacting to his every touch. Hips rutted against each other in
sharp, needy thrusts. They were both so close, desperate for that sweet release
they both new was coming.
“Mmmm…harder Gaara! Faster…m’ gonna cum!” Naruto screamed, completely
forgetting about the other occupants in the room.
Two sets of eyes— one set of wide slitted dark-brown eyes, the other, a lazy
chocolate brown that seeming already knew what was going on behind their
backs—followed the sound from where the yell came from, landing on a half-naked
sweaty Naruto straddling Gaara’s waist on the other couch. Gaara’s hands
gripping the blonde’s bare ass underneath the orange leather pants, both boy’s
humping each other senseless. The disturbing site effectively broke all
attention away from the game.
A loud screech suddenly froze Naruto, pre-orgasm and all, on the spot.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
“Aaaagh! What the fuck Naruto?!” Kiba screeched at the top of his lungs, face
turning red with anger as everyone else in the room squinted their eyes at the
impressively volume. “And you!” He pointed at the glaring redhead with
exasperating movements. “Get your filthy hands off him!” Their equally furious
eyes locked in a heated glare. “I’m not fucking scared of that glare you child
molesting asshole! You damn well know the Uchiha’s glare is ten times worse and
he backs it up with fists. No way am I going to get my ass kicked if he finds
out his little brother lost his virginity under my watch. Not. Fucking.
Happening!” He yelled, omitting the small detail of Sasuke threatening his
manly bits if anything happened to Naruto.
Gaara’s expression was that of indifference as he ignored the crazy dog lover’s
orders. He tried claiming the soft lips again, growling when a sobered-up
Naruto leaned back, shrugging him off instead. Emerald eyes flashed dangerously
as he tightened his hold on the blushing blond, not willing to release him just
yet. He was way to fucking close reaching the next step in their relationship
just to throw it all away. And for what? Naruto’s overly protective ‘big
brother?’ Fuck that shit, he was getting impatient—tired of Sasuke cock-
blocking him even when the asshole wasn’t here!
Face reddened with embarrassment, Naruto attempted to pry himself off of
Gaara’s lap, only to be caught in a tight bind. Growing tighter as he
struggled, tension grew when the grip refused to loosen.
“Mmph…let go,” he mumbled, blinking at Gaara in confusion, unsure of exactly
what was happening. A nervous flutter in his stomach made him feel
uncomfortable at the aggressive behavior. This was a new side of Gaara he had
never seen before, and doesn’t care to ever experience it again. Wiggling
stronger to brake the nearly painful embrace, panic started to set in as he
thought of his next move.
Kiba stomped over to the two love birds, cursing at Gaara’s reluctance, and
pried Gaara’s hands off the poor boy. “Naruto, we are leaving right NOW! Put on
your freaking shirt and get in the car.” He hefted Naruto up by his arms,
supporting the trembling body. “Jesus, man, you’re getting fucking heavy. Lay
off the ramen, will ya?”
Naruto sighed in relief when his personal ‘guard dog’ came to his aid. But
unhappy about the weight comment.
Quickly perking up at the mention of ramen, Naruto regained all his senses back
from his momentary shock. Stomach growling loudly as he remember he was trying
to get something to eat before Gaara decided to molest him. He bounced off Kiba
and steadied himself on still shaky legs, searching for his pathetic excuse of
a shirt. Fuck did it in his favor tonight, he thought with a crooked grin—maybe
a little too good.
“Yeah, yeah Kiba. You’re just jealous that I have more muscle than you.” Naruto
said playfully as he put his shirt back on. “M’ready!”
Glancing down at Gaara, he felt a twinge of remorse that he was leaving him
hanging like that, but secretly glad they hadn’t taken thing to the next level.
He wanted to be completely sober at least when the time comes. Plus take things
at a much slower pace, defiantly not rut like some wild beast in the same
fucking room his friends were in. He didn’t think of himself as a romantic, but
come on, was that too much to ask for? He didn’t think so.
He gave his fuming boyfriend an apologetic smile and Shikamaru—who was dozing
off on the couch—a small wave of his hand goodbye. “Sorry, Gaara, it’s getting
late. Gotta go. We can pick this up later.” He mumbled nervously, scratching
the back of his neck out of habit. Nothing else could be said to make this
situation any less awkward, so he turned around to face Kiba. And before Gaara
could make a comeback, Kiba grabbed Naruto’s arm and yanked, dragging him
towards the front door; leaving a very pissed off Gaara behind.
A loud crash resonated through the large apartment, a glass beer bottle
shattering all over the wooden floor, effectively jolting the sleeping boy
wake. “Get the fuck out!” Gaara roared.
Shikamaru, being the lazy genius that he is, heeded Gaara’s advice and slowly
got up, walking out of the apartment at a casual pace. Seemingly not bothered
at all. But he was, he had never seen the redhead raise his voice like that,
yet alone lose his shit. No way was he sticking around even though that couch
was so damn comfy.
“Troublesome.”
 
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Quietly opening the front door and slipping into his house, Naruto blinked a
few times to adjust his eyes to the dimly lit room and shut the front door
after he could see properly. The only light on in the house came from the
hallway on the right. He was aware that neither Kakashi nor Iruka were home yet
when Kiba dropped him off—Sasuke’s car being the only vehicle in the driveway.
He expected as much, Kakashi was on graveyard shift filling in for another
officer on vacation, and Iruka won’t be back for—at least—another day as he was
giving a seminar to a police academy located a town over. At one in the
morning, he made silent prayer with his hands hoping that Sasuke was asleep in
bed.
He really didn’t want to deal with him tonight.
Naruto yawned, his eyes watering and stung slightly in punishment for being out
so late and getting fucked up. The blond lifted his strong arms high above his
head, stretching his tense muscles as he shuffled his feet toward the kitchen.
His stomach produced a loud grumbling sound, heating up Naruto’s cheeks to an
embarrassed shade of red. God, I really hope some ramen is left in the
cupboards. His mouth salivated at the thought of slurping up the salty
goodness.
“Hey Kurama. You hungry, too, boy?” Naruto grinned when he’d spotted an orange
furball padding its way over to then rub against his leg in greeting, the small
creature meowed loudly in response.
The feline glanced up and gave Naruto a pointed look with his otherworldly red-
slitted eyes. Having attempted to communicate its state of discomfort to the
best of his limited ability.
“M’sorry Kurama,” Naruto murmured softly, eyes casted down, while he scratched
the back of his neck, feeling guilty for his less-than-desirable caretaking
skills. He bent over to stroke the cat’s silky mane with his fingertips, as a
silent apology.
A high-pitched, warning growl was his answering response. Naruto’s grin widened
and a low chuckle escaped his throat at the weak threat, knowing Kurama won’t
cause any harm to him. It was a bluff. The crazy cat might not think twice
about harming others, but not never Naruto.
The scrawny, black-nosed cat was not a typical cat, at all.
When a younger Naruto was playing in a densely wooded forest, a long-eared
stray seemingly appeared out of nowhere. The little boy had no idea of the
cat’s age or where it had come from. He has no family, like me.The twelve year
old then walked back to the orphanage, before the sun set and left him for
darkness. The feral cat followed him closely behind, quickly deciding the small
child a suitable enough caretaker.
The orphanage caretakers had not taken kindly to a wild animal as a pet,
attempting more than once to get rid of the cat. They’d failed the simple task
as the cat would always appear back into Naruto’s room the next day, sealing
their newly found relationship.
The strangest part about the cat is in the way he acted. Possessed. Like a
demon, with razor-sharp claws and skin-piercing fangs, trapped inside the body
of a small cat. Being too intelligent and perceptive for an animal of his
species. Or any animal at all. But Naruto didn’t mind that he had a psychotic
cat for a pet. He loved the furry asshole. The cat had always been around since
that fateful day in the forest. Kurama provided comfort during the many dark
times in his life; filling a void he didn’t know that he was previously missing
in his heart.
Family.
Before he got much farther into the house, Naruto froze mid-step when he sensed
a dark aura that came from the hall. The same hallway that housed their shared
bedroom. A gasp escaped from his lips in surprise before he could stop himself
when his gaze locked with Sasuke’s. His heart sped up in a mix of fear and
anticipation, unknowing of how his brother might react to the shit he’d pulled
earlier. As he continued to stare at his older brother looming in the shadowy
corridor, heat crept up his face from the dark, predatory look directed at him.
Dammit.
Naruto couldn’t help himself from thinking that Sasuke resembled a vampire
stalking unsuspecting prey in the shadows. Fuck, he even had a skin so pale
that nearly glowed in the dimly lit room. Add his dark eyes and perfect
features into the mix and he could fit right into Hollywood’s ‘version’ of a
vampire. One of those pretty ones, not the ugly scrunched-up face vamps that
turned into bats or some shit. No, Sasuke was beautiful. And somehow even more
attractive when angry—like now. 
Sasuke’s muscles were taut with suppression as he leaned against the wall,
ready to charge at a moment’s notice. Naruto’s eyes lingered a little too long
on Sasuke’s exposed broad chest. Feeling slightly uncomfortable with the sudden
desire to feel how soft the skin was. A perfect V— along with a teasing black
hair trail—on his lower abdomen could be seen dipping into his dangerously low-
riding pajama pants, highlighting sharp hip-bones and a feminine waistline.
What would he taste like?
He shifted uncomfortably, desperately trying to break away from the unexpected
incestuous thoughts. Fuck him and his five-mile morning long runs. He never
fuckin dates, who the hell is he trying to impress?Naruto battled internally,
doing his damn best not to gawk at the site of his perfect stepbrother standing
half-naked in the hallway.
Naruto’s gaze shifted back up only to lock onto the bastards glaring eyes. Big
mistake. As it’s not his brother’s ripped body that he admired the most. It’s
those goddamn intense eyes. Dangerous. Manic eyes. Like some endless void that
promised unimaginable suffering if he so much as wished. The allure could be so
strong that it could seemingly bend a weaker mans’ mind against his will.
He was very grateful that love—for his little brother—soften Sasuke’s eyes
whenever he looked at him. So it ended up feeling comforting, like a dark
embrace on a humid summer night, instead of his usual default icy glare that
most people are subjected too.
That doesn’t mean that they cannot be scary as shit when angry.
And, Jesus Crist, he looked pissed-the-fuck-off right now, judging by the
clenched jaws, tensed muscles and balled-up fists. 
Clearing his throat, Naruto decided to just shrug it off and leave it for
later. His mind being still too hazed to deal with a brooding bastard.
Guilt stabbed at his chest when he noticed a rejected look briefly cross
Sasuke’s features after his disregarding pass. It had to be this way.He tried
convincing himself, however, deep down he knew that avoidance was only hurting
them both. But it was the only way to protect himself when Sasuke graduates and
joins Itachi in the ‘family’ business in a few months’ time.
The pain in his chest only grew larger as he continued to distance himself from
his older brother. His best friend…
 
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Flicking on the kitchen light switch, his eyes squinted from the sudden assault
of florescent lighting. Light blue painted walls, cheap linoleum flooring, and
high oak cupboards filled his vision. A comforting sense of familiarity washed
over Naruto at the site HIS kitchen in HIS house. A house he loved because it
meant he had family. Not a shared kitchen with a bunch or orphans fighting over
a dessert.
He filled up Kurama’s dish while he waited impatiently for his precious ramen
to heat up in the microwave. The cat huffed and glared at the offending food
prepared for him, being unsatisfied with the expensive brand name food.
“Stop being a spoiled brat and eat the damn food!” He growled at his pet’s
stubborn behavior.
Hunger eventually won out as cat devoured the displeasing supper after only a
few minutes of brooding. The blond sighed and slumped against the kitchen
counter facing the living room. God he was drained and could eat just about
anything right now. He leaned over the cold marble surface with both elbows
propped on the edge for support, back facing out.
He tapped his fingertips along the hard surface to distract himself from
thoughts about Gaara. It didn’t help at all. All his slightly buzzed mind could
think of was that passionate kiss. That kiss that happened a mere hour ago
while he restlessly waited for his meal to set and cool down.
Heat began to coil in his stomach – for the seemingly one-hundredth fucking
time that day—as he could still vividly remember the way Gaara skillfully used
his tongue and hands on his body. Goddamn his teenage hormones, he felt like
some bitch fox in heat with the way his body seemed to heat up and react
towards any hot guy that so much as glares at him.
Even his fucking brother! Fuck…just fuck.
But no, his body had continued to betray him as his face flushed and eyes
dilated in lust despite his efforts of trying to distract himself. All thoughts
centered on the way the jade eyed boy’s skin felt like a furnace when their
bodies were pressed against each other. How Gaara’s grip had been firm and
controlling, exploring every inch of exposed skin he could reach and caress.
Naruto was so immersed in his heated thoughts that he failed to notice Sasuke
enter the kitchen and stand close behind him, closely observing the blonds
flushed appearance with hungry onyx eyes.
Blood started to pool in his lower region. His cock twitched with interest when
his mind went over and over the way Gaara’s heated tongue twined with his own.
So passionate and controlling. The taste addictive. He loved the unique tangy
flavor of Gaara’s mouth.
God he knew how to use that sinful tongue well.
Not just with kissing, but the way he had licked and nipped all over his body,
forced him to squirm in pleasure and emit sounds he would rather not think
about. Naruto brought his fingers up to brush against the heated mark that
Gaara left behind on his neck. His mouth was gentle yet dominate throughout the
entire experience, never once letting Naruto take control, much to his shame,
he was no one’s bitch. Really. He had only let it slide because it felt so damn
good.
Fuck he was horny. Kiba just had to take notice right when he was about to blow
his load…
He was practically panting by the time his dizzy brain got to the part where
his boyfriends hands slid underneath his pants to grip his ass. God that was
hot. He had not expected Gaara to get that bold, especially in the same room
with company.
Must’ve been the brownies. Speaking of which, Choji made them way to fucking
strong if he was still buzzed. How long was a high supposed to last anyway? He
should not still be in a haze. Or so he thought, it’s not like he knew from
experience. 
Heat suddenly washed over his back, breaking him out the trance like state he
was in. Strong arms formed around his own, effectively boxing him in as they
made purchase on the marble surface. A hot breath tickled against his neck,
making Naruto hairs rise in response. He could smell a trace of mint from the
toothpaste Sasuke had last used, his mouth was that close to his.
Naruto was suddenly very aware of his surroundings.  Shit, when did Sasuke
enter the room? And why the fuck was he practically pressed up against me?!
Couldn’t the teme tell that I was deep in thought, yet alone, give me some
fucking personal space!Naruto’s cheeks colored with rage.
“Naruto…”
Chapter End Notes
     A/N: So did you like Kumara? I’m a cat lover and love Kumara in the
     show so I couldn’t resist myself. If you ladies/guys enjoyed the Gaa/
     Naru scene and want some more of this couple let me know. This story
     is primarily all Sasu/Naru, but in the end it’s smut, so I can easily
     add another Gaa/Naru scene later in the story.
     This Chapter was originally going to have the Sasu/Naru scene in it
     but it wound up so long that I had to stop there. So next chapter
     will pretty much be a massive smut piece.
***** Molesting Naruto *****
Chapter Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him, and later uses
     it to blackmail Naruto into sleeping with him. What will happen when
     Naruto’s boyfriend Gaara finds out about their relationship? Lemons!
     Susu/naru and some Gaa/Naru.
Chapter Notes
     So this chapter turned out a little late thanks to hurricane Irma.
     Wasn’t risking a direct hit from such a big ass storm so I evacuated.
     Shit has been crazy but it’s all is good now. No damage to my place
     thank God!
     This chapter is unbetaed so hopefully it’s not too full of mistakes.
     Warnings: So this entire chapter is basically one massive molesting
     scene. So yeah…basically every warning possible! This is not a fluffy
     story if you couldn’t already tell so leave now if that’s what you’re
     looking for.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Naruto…”
A silky masculine voice purred, a shudder racking through the blonde’s body at
the sensual tone his brother used. The hairs on the back of Naruto’s neck stood
on end. It was both terrifying and oddly arousing to have his brother that
close and whispering in his ear like a lover.
And that disturbed Naruto greatly. No part of Sasuke should be considered
arousing as they were brothers now.
Naruto turned his head to the side to eye his brother, after all, he needed to
assess the raven’s mood and whether or not Sasuke was going to kick his ass.
Preferably not in the current state he was in, no way was he up for a fight…or
anything really that did not consist of a hot meal or comfy bed.
He was still hard and these fucking tight pants did nothing to conceal his
uncomfortable situation. So he really didn’t want his brother all up in his
personal space right now. His cheeks reddened at the thought of his brother
finding out his not-so-little condition.
Naruto turned his head to the side, managing only to get half way before his
flaming cheek came in contact with black silky hair and a smooth forehead. With
wide eyes, he jolted at the contact, not expecting Sasuke’s face to be that
close—intimately close.
A gasp escaped his lips as he straitened his body up only to have his back come
into contact with a firm chest. Heat coiled in his lower stomach when his
fucked-up head could only think about Sasuke’s bare naked chest pressed up
against his back in a very suggestive manor. With some effort, Naruto resisted
his desire to lean into the hard body and immediately resumed back to his
previous position of head forward and upper body slumped over the counter.
Jesus, why did his body have to feel so hot against his own? So warm.
Pausing a moment to collect himself, Naruto cleared his throat. “Ummm,
teme…what are you doing? Get off of me.” He mentally applauded himself for the
neutral tone.
“Hn,” was the only response before Naruto felt something hot and wet trail
against the corner of his neck, dragging up to the base of his ear lobe.
Naruto’s whole body went rigid instantly as he tried to register just what was
happening. The room was silent.
Did Sasuke just lick him? 
No, Naruto quickly thought to himself, he had to be hallucinating. No way would
his brother every lick him. How could someone as perfect as Sasuke be
interested in someone so worthless? They were just brothers…nothing more. And
he was just some stupid kid high and imagining fucked up shit that will never
happen.
Not that he actually wanted it to happen.
“What do you want, Sasuke?” Blue eyes closed with a sigh, his body felt oddly
relaxed when a cool hand brushed over his own.
“What do I want?” A dark voice laughed humorlessly. “Well, for starters, how
about telling me why you have been so damn distant lately?” Sasuke clipped,
running his hand roughly up the tanned arm, resting on a shoulder before
tightly squeezing. “Maybe why you brought it upon yourself to pull such a
distasteful prank? I thought we were past all that immature bullshit. Or…we
could get into why you’re dressed like a slut. Is that Sabaku brat making you
do this?” Sasuke spit out the last part with a scowl marring his perfect
features. “You know I will kill…”
“No! Stop…he’s got nothing to do with this.” Naruto interrupted hastily, hating
that his voice sounded small in his ears. He could not do this, not right now.
Not when he couldn’t think past his carnal needs of sex, food and sleep. Fuck
Kiba for cock blocking him! He would not be in such a desperate state if Kiba
had just left him alone for a few more minutes with Gaara.
“Then what, what is it, dobe? Talk to me.” Sasuke pleaded, voice thick with
emotion, trying desperately to get his little brother to open up to him. When
no response came he growled, “That’s what I thought.” He jerked Naruto forward,
pressing his weight on top of the boy and was startled when he made no
response. No fight. Not even a fucking flinch or gasp at the aggressive move he
made. Looking down in alarm, “Naruto?” he said tentatively, concern written all
over Sasuke’s usually emotionless mask.
Head resting on the cool counter surface and eyes still closed, Naruto inhaled
deeply. “Suke…you smell good. Clean.” Naruto snickered, body trembling with a
soft laughter. He wasn’t even sure of what was so funny about that. It just
was.
“…” Sasuke blinked.
Suspiciously, Sasuke leaned in closer, noses nearly brushing as he firmly
gripped Naruto’s whiskered cheeks and tilted his jaw so their eyes to lined up.
“Open your eyes, Naruto. Look at me.”
Unfocused blue eyes peered open, dilated and moving but unseeing.
Livid black eyes bled into red. “Are you on something?” He demanded, yanking
down the collar of Naruto’s mesh shirt below his shoulder, Sasuke seethed at
the sight of bruise like markings lingering on his little brother’s neck and
collar bone. “Did that fucking creep drug you and put his filthy hands on you!”
he roared with a heavy Japanese accent.
If looks could kill, Gaara would already be 6 feet under.
When a pale hand slammed against the countertop mere inches from his head,
Naruto panicked, regaining some of his clarity back.
“No, no, no, no…” He chanted with pleading eyes, “Not Gaara’s fault. Choji!
Choji brought some brownies. I ate a few not knowing they had pot in them. I
swear, Sasuke, Gaara was innocent in all of this!” Naruto wavered, omitting the
part where Gaara did put his ‘filthy’ hands on him.
What he said must have worked when he heard a quiet huff and felt Sasuke’s
strained muscles relax slightly, taking the oppressing atmosphere that was
surrounding them along with it. Naruto breathed out a breath he hadn’t known he
was holding.
Reaching up, Naruto brushed back sweaty blond locks and sighed. God he was
fucking everything up. He did not want to start a war between two of the most
important men in his life. Fucking brownies…
“God, bro, don’t scare me like that.”
Relief filled Naruto’s wide misty eyes. “M’sorry, Suke. I really didn’t know.”
Naruto replied thickly.
“I still think Gaara is a bad influence on you.” Sasuke grumbled.
“You don’t trust anyone round me.”
“And you trust to easily.” Sasuke grunted when Naruto did not respond, knowing
this conversation was over.
Weight shifted as Sasuke rested his forehead against Naruto’s cervical,
tickling the back of Naruto’s neck and upper back with his hot breath and fine
hairs. The lower half of their bodies now pressed snuggly together. Something
hard was poking against Naruto’s thigh but he thought nothing of it. His head
was spinning, leaving him dizzy and unaware of Sasuke’s desire.
Firm hands gently slid up Naruto’s biceps reaching past his shoulders, then
drifting down the sides of his toned chest and wrapping around his trim
waistline. Long fingers splayed, tickling Naruto’s abdominal muscles causing
them clench while Naruto was sprawled on top of the marble surface, trapped
underneath Sasuke’s weight.
Instead of pushing his older brother off, Naruto melted into the embrace,
loving the physical affection that his brother rarely displayed. He was a
sucker for physical contact, being denied hugs and loving touches most his
life. A genuine smile formed on his lips as he breathed in the ravens freshly
washed sent of lavender soap and moaned softly.
“God, ururatonkachi, only you’re insatiable appetite could lead to such
idiocy.” Sasuke teased, wrapping his strong arms harder around the foolish boy.
“Shut up, bastard, lemme enjoy the moment.” Sasuke chuckled, knowing his little
brother loved the attention even when he was being such a stubborn brat lately.
Naruto cuddled into the hold, head resting on his arms using them as pillows.
He really wished he was on his soft bed, plush pillows and under warm fluffy
blankets, rather than, half lying on top of the kitchen counter in very
uncomfortable clothes. But this would have to do for now. He was not leaving
the warmth of his brothers embrace.
“Oh?” Sasuke taunted, “You still haven’t answered my questions yet. Why should
you get what you want but deny me that right?” A smirk played on his lips,
Naruto could feel it over his sensitive flesh.
“Later.” He pouted sleepily, eyes closed and fully ready to pass out in his
brothers arms at any moment.
“I can make you to talk, you know,” Sasuke whispered, his breath hot against
Naruto’s cheek and full of dark warning. “I can get you to do just about
anything, little brother.”
Soft lips enveloped Naruto’s earlobe, sucking in the black metal stud, turning
it with the flick of a tongue. Sasuke’s teeth nibbled at the fleshy lobe,
tugging the cool metallic object. He lightly propelled his hips back and forth
into his backside, his straining erection undeniable.
Naruto gasped, a fierce blush spread across his face reaching down to his neck.
Every inch of his body was suddenly hyper-aware that he was pinned. He finally
realized the compromising positing and the unforeseen sexual advance.
Okayyyy…that’s new.
“Err…bro, what are you doing?” Naruto asked hesitantly.
Sure, he knew Sasuke was gay, but this was just wrong. In a fucked up, crazy
kind of way. Maybe he is just really horny?Fuck, he couldn’t even remember the
last time Sasuke hooked up with a guy.
Naruto cringed at the thought of his brother touching another man intimately.
He was not jealous—no—he just did not need to have that picture in his head.
“Taking what I want.” Before Naruto could reply, Sasuke crushed his lips
against his without warning, effectively shutting him up and confusing the fuck
out of him all at once. Naruto stood frozen, stunned, trying to wrap his brain
around why the fuck was Sasuke kissing him? Shit like this just doesn’t happen.
Fuck, maybe he was actually passed out and this was some sick dream, but even
as he thought it he knew it was a lie.
Once the initial shock passed, Naruto angrily pulled away, only to be stopped
when Sasuke’s hand on his neck kept him in place while hot lips devoured his.
The raven began sucking on his bottom lip, his tongue stroking over the caught
flesh hungrily.
Naruto gasped as his bottom lip was nipped roughly, the spark of pain jolting
him. Sasuke took full advantage of his parting lips as he plunged his tongue
forcefully into Naruto’s hot mouth. He squirmed and withered in vain—with
renewed force—but it was pointless as he was still pinned under Sasuke’s full
body weight.
There was a spark in Sasuke’s eyes that made Naruto think he was turned on by
the struggle. The strangely fierce expression on Sasuke’s face had his stomach
turning in knots—now, he was getting a little nervous.
Fuck, his brother was looking at him like he was starving.  If this was some
sick joke to get back at him it needed to end. Now.
“Mmph,” Naruto gasped as he broke free from the suffocating kiss to suck in a
much needed breath of air. “Sasuke, fuck…what the fuck do you think you are
doing? Get the fuck off me!”
“Giving you what you want, of course.” He sneered, “You have been a very bad
boy lately, Naruto. This is how bad boys who dress like little sluts get
treated. But don’t worry, you’ll like it, now with your sudden interest in
cock.”
“Huh? Are you crazy?” Naruto’s eyes narrowed to slits, but he couldn’t stop the
shiver from the sexual innuendo—or from how husky his voice sounded. “I’m
sorry, okay…fuck, I didn’t think you would be that pissed with the stupid
prank. I swear, I won’t do it again. Just please—fuck, just stop.”
Unfortunately for the helpless blond, it did not appear to be a joke as Sasuke
grabbed his wrists, pinning them next to his head and growled the sexiest
fucking noise before smashing their lips together. Sasuke’s tongue traced over
Naruto’s swollen lips, trying to get him to respond to his demanding tongue.
Naruto whimpered when his mouth was claimed, teeth clashing at the rough,
nearly desperate kiss. The kiss was hard as teeth clashed together, messy, and
dizzying. Not what he thought a kiss should feel like, but it certainly felt
like something. Something wild, fiery, and a shit ton of crazy.
Not certain if he was being eaten alive or was still actually being kissed,
Naruto struggled to catch his breath around the suffocating tongue.
God, it felt like he was on fire, finding himself losing the battle of will the
longer Sasuke’s lips and mouth tormented him. It felt like he was drowning. And
he wasn’t sure if it was the best fucking kiss of his life or the worst.
Naruto was overly aware of the sound of strained breathing, the air around them
grew sticky and hot with their labored breaths. Naruto’s fingers curled into
tight fists before he relaxed and opened his mouth wider to his brother’s
demanding tongue. Melting into the wet kiss.
Sasuke expertly mapped out Naruto’s mouth as he licked the roof of the boy’s
mouth, swirling his tongue over the cheeks, and dominated his tongue. Naruto
felt humiliated when he moaned inside his brother’s mouth, hating his body for
betraying him.
“That’s it. Just relax, you’ll like it.” Sasuke purred into his lips, sounding
content—like a kitten that just got a bowl of milk.
The kiss grew gentler and controlled, more passionate when Naruto relaxed and
let Sasuke take over. Every time he responded from the swipe of his tongue or
with a soft sigh, Sasuke rewarded him with a gentle touch that sent tingles
down his spine. It didn’t take long before Naruto found himself kissing back
desperately, ignoring the way his elbows rubbed roughly on the hard marble
countertop every time Sasuke trusted his hips into him hard. It only turned him
on even more.
“Ngh…” Naruto moaned loudly when Sasuke sucked hard on the tip of his tongue.
“You like that, Naru?” Sasuke smirked, “Tell me, what do you want, little
brother?” He kissed the blond deeply, wrapping his tongue lewdly around the
moaning boy’s as one of his hands drifted under the material of Naruto’s shirt,
tickling and teasing Naruto’s exposed clenching abs, while the other was still
binding his wrists together. “I can do a lot of things to you that I know you
would like….Things only a man could teach you,” Sasuke emphasized man.
Shit, how far does he think this is going to go?Naruto thought solemnly. He
can’t be suggesting taking things farther than they already are, could he?The
bastard really needed to shut up. This was already so fucked up. Not once had
Sasuke ever shown any sexual interest in him. He dressed in front of him nearly
every day, for fuck’s sake! If Sasuke was attracted to him he would have surely
known by now, pretty fucking sure. So why the fuck was his stepbrother eating
his face and plowing his raging hard on into his ass?
“N—no…I have a boyfriend.” Naruto grit out, every word was forced as Sasuke
lowered his palm to the waistline of his orange leather pants, dangerously
close to the bulge that had thus far remained unnoticed. He did not need to
give Sasuke any more crazy ideas for whatever fucked-up stupid shit his brother
thought up next. “S-sstop…”
“Oh?” Sasuke argued, sounding deceptively calm but tightening grip on Naruto’s
wrist betrayed him. “I bet he can’t make you feel as good as I can. I know you,
Naruto…I know everything about you—your history, secrets, quirks. Fuck, little
brother, I know every fucking thing about you…” Sasuke stopped before he
admitted too much. His hand wandered and circled the surrounding areas of the
panting boy’s groin with featherlike touches, teasing, but never quite reaching
what was truly desired. Sasuke sucked Naruto’s lower lip into his mouth,
sliding his tongue over his perfect white teeth before thoroughly exploring the
wet, hot crevice once again.
Naruto instantly submitted, the searing kiss had his dick aching with need.
Something about the way Sasuke kissed was getting him hotter than anything ever
had before—even Gaara. He struggled to fight the growing urge to grind up
against the counter to relieve the pressure building in his balls. He knew it
was wrong to feel this way, but it was hard to care when it felt so damn good.
Especially with the way Sasuke kept pushing up against him like that.
“Fuck, Sasuke…” Naruto groaned, sounding hoarse and strange to his own ears—
reflecting the desperation he was trying and failing to hide. He needed to be
touched, longed to find relief without admitting it to Sasuke or himself. “Oh…”
And then it happened…Naruto’s fear came true when Sasuke cupped his arousal and
all he could fucking do was cry out in pleasure. God, he was pathetic. Weak. He
could tell that Sasuke was not expecting him to be rock hard by the way he
hesitated. Fuck, he was so embraced. He just wanted to hide under his fluffy
orange bed covers and never come out again.
“You’re hard,” he whispered huskily, sounding surprised and very turned on at
the same time. “You’re so fucking hard.”
No shit, Sherlock!Naruto turned his head away in shame, wishing he would just
shut up.
 “Since when are you so shy, Uzumaki?” Sasuke taunted darkly. His breath was
ragged and coming out in a harsh bursts. Soft lips traced over Naruto’s neck,
teasing and tickling the sensitive flesh. He pushed his knee between Naruto’s
trembling thighs—spreading them wide—as he roughly palmed the innocent boy’s
erection. His feet hooked around Naruto’s ankles, locking them in place.
“Ahh…Fuck, Sasuke!” Naruto groaned loudly, his hips jerked in response. He
somehow felt more turned on with Sasuke’s hand pinning his. Hotter with the
sheer strength of his older brother. “Asshole,” he hissed, trying and failing
to cover his need for release.
“I can tell that you like it, bro.” Sasuke swiftly unlatched Naruto’s belt,
pulling down the zipper and pushed the leather pants down his hips, freeing the
strained erection. “You like it when a man touches you,” Sasuke’s intense eyes
darkened with lust when he noticed hit little brother was going commando. “When
I touch you.”
“Sasuke, what are you…?” Naruto gasped when his cock sprung free, cool air
hitting his flesh. Shit, he was really going to touch him. A large part of him
wanted Sasuke to stop now, before he went off the emotional deep end, while
another (much smaller) part of him was curious to know what his hands would
feel like on him. “Just get off me…Oh god.”
“You like it, right?” Sasuke asked. His mouth puffing hot bursts of air with
every breath on Naruto’s neck.
“N-no…” Naruto lied, hissing when cool fingers curled around his shaft. He
groaned with every slow confident stroke of his member. All his muscles were
tight as he unconsciously bucked into his brother’s firm grip. “Just knock-it-
off already…stop fucking teasing me.”
“You think this is a joke?” Sasuke scoffed, black eyes blazing with lust. “I
want you, Naruto. I want you so fucking bad right now it hurts.”
But Naruto just ignored him, refusing to acknowledge that Sasuke could feel any
desire towards him. Too overwhelmed with the whole situation and too high to
fully comprehend exactly what Sasuke was implying. All that raced through his
mind was that his brother was touching his dick, jerking him off. And damn did
it feel fucking good.
He felt dizzy, hot, and a little nauseous. The room seemed to be spinning as
Naruto’s heart was beating so damn fast he swore he was going to have a pre-
mature heart attack. It was not just his brother’s hand jerking him off that
made him feel so hot—it was that…and everything else combined. How their bodies
were pressed tightly against each other. The way Sasuke’s hard muscular body
feels and how he smells so fucking good…so warm. The feel of his clothed
erection grinding into him. How his voice sounds so desperate and hoarse
whenever he talks, and holly shit, even the way he was binding his wrists.
Fuck, he’s got it bad. Naruto was not even sure if he wants Sasuke to stop or
not anymore.
“God, Naru, you’re so beautiful…so fucking perfect.” Sasuke continued, his
timber voice sounding raspy with need.
Sasuke tentatively released his vise like grip on Naruto’s wrists, as if he was
not sure if the feisty blond was going to lash out or not. Sasuke sighed,
content with Naruto’s silent submission. His thin pale fingers proceeded to
travel through Naruto’s sweat soaked hair, brushing back the bangs that
concealed beautiful azure eyes. His hand wondering lower—out of sight—and
settled on the back of Naruto’s tense thigh. 
Naruto let out a sigh when pressure on his wrists suddenly released, feeling
somewhat relieved. Flexing his sore wrists, Naruto spread his fingers wide and
tapped them on the marble surface, trying to get the blood flow back in them
but otherwise did nothing to show he wanted to escape. It would serve the
bastard right if he punched him right now!Perhaps he would have put up a fight
if he wasn’t so damn dizzy or could think clearly for more than two fucking
seconds, but as it was, luck was not on his side tonight.
 “Fuck, Sasuke...” Naruto exhaled sharply as Sasuke forced his thighs further
apart with one hand and swirled his palm around Naruto’s sensitive tip with the
other, causing electricity to shoot through his spine. “Oh...Hell!”
Lips tilted at the corner forming a barely noticeable smirk. “That’s it.”
Sasuke rumbled, his deep voice vibrating through his chest, sounding confident
and smug.
Naruto moaned wantonly and his eyes rolled back when Sasuke’s thumb pressed
into his leaking slit. Pearly white beads of pre-cum smeared around the head
before the raven stroked his silky shaft agonizingly slow again. Naruto’s back
arched, giving Sasuke better access to his bare ass, unknowingly.
Fuck…no one had ever touched him like this before.
It was so much more intense than touching himself when he jacked off—so much
fucking better. Every stroke sent a wave of intense pleasure crashing through
him, like an ocean wave crashing against a sandy bank, a wave that he was
quickly drowning in. But that didn’t mean it was right. They still shouldn’t be
doing this.
“Ahhh,” Naruto shouts out as Sasuke grabbed his balls, cradling and rolling
them in his palm.
Drool pooled from Naruto’s gaping mouth spilled out onto the kitchen counter
where his head still rested. A large hand gripped his ass firmly and Naruto
could feel how hard Sasuke was as his bulge drove rough fabric between his
crack. How much his brother wanted him…
He felt sick that it turned him on, a lot.
Naruto barely noticed Sasuke pause, shifting to reach something in a near-by
cabinet. He heard a cap screw open and briefly wondered what Sasuke could
possibly want in the kitchen at a time like this. His brother murmured
something incomprehensible in Japanese before adjusting himself in a slightly
different position, one which consisted of having Sasuke towering over his
prone form.
Naruto probably should have taken Japanese in school, but to be fair, Sasuke
rarely used his native tongue and when he did Naruto was able to pick up a few
key phrases. Most consisted of curse words.
Suddenly a cold, slick substance dripped between the crack of his parted
cheeks. Oh…oh, hell no!Naruto gasped loudly, eyes widened and cheeks flamed,
body jolting forward as much as possible, but his lower half was still pinned
against the counter wall. “Sasuke…hold on—what the fuck?!” Naruto drew up his
arms and blindly threw them back hoping to land a hit, missing the target
completely as he was not in the best position to fight.“ Get. Off. Me.”
“Shit…calm down, Naruto.” Sasuke grunted, quickly catching one of Naruto’s
flailing arms heading for his kidney while narrowly dogging an elbow from the
other. Learning from his mistake, Sasuke pressed his body powerfully against
the struggling boy, pushing Naruto even harder against counter than before.
“Just relax.”
Naruto grunted in discomfort as his head hit the hard surface from his
struggle. “Easy for you to say, bastard!” He yelled, muscles tensed when slick
fingers pushed between the crevice between his cheeks with clear intent.
“You’re not the one getting molested.”
“Just trust me, dammit.” Sasuke growled, voice sounding hoarse and desperate,
like he couldn’t stop even if he wanted too. “You will like this…I promise.”
Naruto froze at those words. He did trust Sasuke—with every fiber of his being.
But this…this was just so wrong. So fucked up. He was so confused. The idea of
anyone touching him like that is terrifying and yet arousing at the same time.
With a light kiss on the back of Naruto’s neck, Sasuke circled his oil slicked
finger around the blonde’s pucker. Teasing at the wrinkled entrance before
retreating and doing that process over and over again. Trying to get Naruto
used to the idea so he wouldn’t panic and hurt himself. His other hand
possessively gripped Naruto’s hip in a firm hold, preventing Naruto from moving
too much. “Fuck.” Sasuke whispered hoarsely, breathing too heavily and too
quickly as he rubbed around the puckered entrance before slowly pushing one
finger in the tight hole.
Sucking in a deep breath, Naruto held it when Sasuke inserted his large finger,
letting it out harshly when he felt it move inside him. Fuck, it felt weird.
Like a tight pressure, hot and strange. Not pleasant but not painful
either—thank god. Just…weird.
When Sasuke’s finger pushed in deeper, all the way up to the knuckle, Naruto
couldn’t hold back a cry any longer, his entire body shuddered as Sasuke
plunged into his clenching passage. His muscles tried to push out the foreign
object, but Sasuke just forced his finger in deeper. Pushing and stretching his
was in.
Naruto’s thighs were trembling as he desperately tried to find something to
grab onto, needing something to ground himself before he lost his fucking mind.
Of course there was nothing to grasp. That would be too easy. It would be crazy
to ask for something right to go his way.
“Fuck, you’re so tight…feel so fucking tight, bro.” Sasuke gave a strained
groan, slowly pumping his finger in and out of Naruto’s hole until it moved
freely inside and the walls were coated with lube. Sasuke shifted, spreading
his legs further apart to open Naruto even wider while pulling Naruto’s waist
further away from the countertop, giving Sasuke more access for his hand.
“Feels so good inside, Naru.”
“Fuck, Sasuke! It feels weird.” Naruto whimpered, his body tense and resisting
the pressure. Tears misted his eyes.
“Shhh, it’s okay.” Sasuke said soothingly, kissing down Naruto’s neck and back
with butterfly touches. “Just try to relax, Naru. Don’t to fight it.”
With great difficulty, Naruto took his brothers advice by closing his eyes and
took in a deep breath—exhaled a second later. His clenched muscles relaxed
enough that Sasuke’s large finger didn’t feel so big anymore as Sasuke
continued to slide into him knuckle deep, rest for a moment and then pull out
again. Repeating the process again and again until Naruto felt comfortable. Or
as comfortable as he could be considering his brother was inside him...fucking
his ass with his fucking finger.
“Good, just like that…open up, for me—for your big brother.” Sasuke grabbed
Naruto’s cock with his free hand while he teased the boy’s entrance with a
second finger.
“Just shut up, teme. Let me…” Naruto was abruptly cut off from thought as
another finger dipped in just far enough for the tip to break through before
gently sinking in deeper. “Oh, fuck…oh, fuck…oh!”
It hurts. It felt overwhelming and crazy…and fucking burned ten time stronger
than with one finger. And felt absolutely fucking insane. God, why was this
happening to him? Why was Sasuke doing this to him?
“Naruto, calm down. Stop fighting it.” Sasuke ordered sternly, stroking his
little brother’s shaft quickly, doing his best to negate the pain his fingers
were inflicting as quickly as possible. It didn’t take very long before he was
able to scissor his fingers inside Naruto. “Just give it a moment...it will
feel good.”
And damn him…the bastard was right. The pain turned into pleasure, not
completely though, there was still a lot of pressure. But it felt good, really
fucking good. Slick, wet and big…so big. It was overwhelming, he could feel
everything. It felt hot and oddly slick. With every push of Sasuke’s thick
fingers, his flesh opened up, allowing Sasuke to freely stretch him—forcing his
tight hole to stretch wider.
And holy fuck, did it feel fucking awesome to be filled so good.
“God, yes.” Naruto found himself pushing back on Sasuke’s fingers, spreading
his legs wider apart, aching in a way he never knew possible. His dick bobbed
with every trust of Sasuke’s fingers. Feeling embarrassed that he was getting
off on his brother finger fucking him in the ass. But Naruto couldn’t help
himself, couldn’t stop the continuous moans from spilling out of his gaping
mouth that only got louder with every push. He was so hard, so fucking hot.
Insane. He was losing it. Losing his fucking mind in front of his brother.
“F—fuck!” Naruto croaked, tears blurred his vision and his mouth gaped open,
screaming a silent cry. The room seemed to be spinning around him and the air
was suffocating. His breathing was ragged as he wasn’t able to catch his breath
fast enough.
As if reading his mind, Sasuke’s lifted his pressing chest off Naruto’s sweaty
back, making breathing much less difficult.
“Jesus, Naruto, you look so sexy right now…riding my fingers like a slut. So
fucking hot with your big brothers fingers buried deep in your tight little
asshole.” Sasuke growled, his voice so deep and thick with lust it was barely
unrecognizable. “I want to see you come. I want to see your face when I am the
one making you come.”
“Sick…you’re fucking sick, bastard. “ Naruto panted. His knees buckled when
Sasuke took out his fingers, only to plunge them in again roughly. Naruto would
have likely slid to the floor if it was not for the countertop he was half
lying on and Sasuke’s grip on his hip steady him. His dick leaked profusely
with each driving push. He was so hard it hurt. No way was he going to last
much longer.
Without warning a third finger drove into Naruto, spreading him painfully wide.
“Ahhh!” Naruto cried out and squeezed his watery eyes shut as all three fingers
filled him. It was too much. Too full and intense. The pain was immense and cut
off his nearing orgasm. It felt like he was being split in two.
With lust blown eyes, Sasuke’s cock dug into Naruto’s thigh as he watched
Naruto sob. Enjoying the unraveled, withering defeated look of his little
brother far more than he ever should. Broken. That was the beautiful look on
Naruto’s angelic face. And it was the hottest fucking thing he had even scene.
“You want this, don’t you? Tell me you want this.”
Before Naruto could tell him to fuck-off, a finger brushed up against something
inside him that had him seeing white. Electricity shot up Naruto’s spine and
air exploded free as his body withering and bucking uncontrollably. He had no
idea what was happening but it was the best fucking thing he has ever felt. And
he was not disappointed when Sasuke brushed against that sweet spot again and
again, driving him into insanity.
What the fuck was that?!
“Oh fuck. Oh, god, it’s…fuck…oh, fuck.” Naruto babbled, tears streaming down
freely from his face now. He stared at nothing in particular in the distance.
Completely lost in pleasure, from feel of his brother moving deep inside of
him.
Sasuke smirked with the knowledge that he hit Naruto’s prostate. “Shit, bro,
you’re so tight. So goddamn tight.” Sasuke grit as his fingers were clenched.
He continued to slam them in and out of Naruto’s tight heat at a much faster
pace. “Hasn’t your freak of a boyfriend ever stretched you good before?” Sasuke
sneered, never taking his eyes off of Naruto. “I would have suspected, with the
way you have been dressing lately, that he would not have been able to keep his
hands off you.”
“N—no…never this.” Naruto whispered, sounding so low and mumbled that it was
barely audible but Sasuke heard every word. “God…it’s too much…feels so big. So
full.”
God, it’s so fucked up…feels so fucked up, and crazy, and wrong. So crazy good.
“Fuck…fuck, if you were mine, I would never let you leave the house looking
like that without fucking you in your tight, sexy ass.” Sasuke replied
hoarsely, hitting Naruto’s prostate repeatedly with every trust. He quickly
pushed down his loose sweats and briefs, freeing his neglected angry red cock
that was leaking heavily. The air was musky and smelled heavily of arousal.
Naruto didn’t hear a word he said. All he could hear was his own pulse ringing
through his ears. He was so close. His muscles were tight and his dick jerked
every time Sasuke brushed against that spot he hadn’t know was even there. And
his ass clenched Sasuke’s fingers tightly, trying to keep them in deep. He
pushed back hard on the appendages relishing the feeling of being so full. So
complete. Like nothing mattered as long as his brother was hitting that one
spot.
“That’s it, Naruto. Come for me.” Sasuke demanded, lifting Naruto’s body up and
pressing his back against his chest while fucking him with his fingers. He
possessively wrapping a strong arm around the blond and held him there in a
crushing hold.
Naruto leaned against Sasuke’s sweaty chest. He was unable to support his own
weight on his trembling thighs. His sac tightened and convulsed, vibrating at
the edge of release, orgasm building quickly as he jerked into Sasuke’s firm
grasp. With a shout, Naruto came hard after a few more strokes of his prostate.
His vision dimmed and the room spun around him. Stream after stream of hot cum
erupted out of his pulsating cock and his hole tightened painfully around the
thick fingers. His hips bucked and jerked wildly as he coated the countertop
with his thick, sticky, milky wet seed. Never in his life has he come so
fucking hard.
Fuck, someone please tell him that this was just a dream…that he did not
seriously just cum from his brother’s fingers fucking his ass.
“Fuck, Sasuke…” He croaked, wincing when Sasuke pulled out his fingers from his
aching hole. It left empty without them and he couldn’t help but miss the
feeling of being so wonderfully full.
“God, Naru, you’re so beautiful…so beautiful when you come, little brother.”
Sasuke said as he reached around Naruto, swiping a pale finger through a line
of cum on the marble counter and brought it up to his mouth, licking the bitter
substance up with an eager tongue. “You taste so good…like sin. You taste like
fucking sin.” He groaned.
Naruto fell forward when Sasuke released him, bracing himself up on his elbows
before he landed on his own cum. He was dazed, sore and breathing heavily, his
body was still convulsing with shudders. But, apparently, that did not stop his
bastard of a brother from wanting to finish off as a hot hand grabbed his hip
harshly, fingers dug into Naruto’s hip bone with enough force to likely cause
bruising later. Naruto could fell something large and hot press up against the
curve of his ass, jerking in quick jolts.
Fuck, Sasuke was jacking off. Using his body to get off.
But he couldn’t talk anymore. Couldn’t voice how sick his brother was acting as
the endorphins spun through his bloodstream. His muscles going lax in the haze
of his post-orgasmic release. That, and on top of everything else—alcohol,
drugs, and fatigue—Naruto just wanted this day to end. To fall asleep and pray
that this day had never happened.
None of that happened of course, he was never lucky nor was he religious.
Sasuke spread Naruto’s cheeks apart with a slightly calloused hand, forcing his
hot, thick prick between his abused ass. Naruto flinched—but otherwise did
nothing—when he felt Sasuke’s hot flesh slide near the edge of his stretched
pucker. It was huge and dripping wet with pre-cum, easily gliding between his
cheeks.
He could not seriously be thinking of fucking me right now, could he? He just
fucking came, for God’s sake! No way could he handle that right now.
Naruto relaxed a little when Sasuke’s hard cock moved past his stretched, sore
pucker and brushed against his balls instead. His cock was so big it spread his
cheeks wide and pushed past his balls. If Naruto looked down he would clearly
be able to clearly see Sasuke’s dick drive between his thighs.
Naruto closed his eyes when Sasuke moved against him, rocking his hips back and
forth rapidly with low grunts. Both Sasuke’s hands had a crushing grip on his
narrow hips with each jarring thrust. Naruto’s cock twitched with interest with
every hip jarring thrust. Curse him and his teenage hormones!
He could feel Sasuke’s tip wet his balls and slick his crevice even more with
hot pre-cum. The trusting soon grew even faster—more frantic—and Naruto found
his body responding more rapidly with every sexy grunt and loss of control his
brother made. He couldn’t help but groan and press back hard when Sasuke’s
cockhead nuzzled close to his rim again, wanting to feel full again. Curious on
how it would feel to have something so large lodged deep inside his asshole.
Fucking him senseless with the force Sasuke was exhibiting on him now. Naruto
blushed fiercely when he realized that he wanted his brother’s rigid shaft to
be the one filling him—milking Sasuke’s cock for every drop of come he has.
Not Gaara’s dick but his fucking brother.
He quickly shook out of it, what the fuck is wrong with me?
“Shit…I’m close…” Sasuke buried his meaty cock between Naruto’s plump cheeks,
his harsh thrusts became more erratic, uncoordinated, and desperate.
Naruto moaned at the lust filled voice. He felt Sasuke’s shaft swell even
larger and jerk. After a few more thrusts, Sasuke grunted before his cock
pulsed and thick hot seed soaked Naruto’s balls and cock. Cum dripped off his
coated balls, running down smooth tanned thighs—leaving a trail of hot spunk
behind. Naruto’s panted and his cheeks grew hotter after realizing that he was
hard again and what Sasuke has done.
Holy shit, he got off on me…my brother jerked me off, fucked my asshole, and
got off on me.
And it was the most amazing thing he has ever felt in his life…
 
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Sasuke pulled Naruto’s body up when it refused to support itself, all Naruto’s
muscles were limp and lifeless. He tenderly spun Naruto around so that they
were face to face and pressed their lips together in a gentle, pleading kiss.
But there was no response from his little brother. None at all.
Shit, shit, shit!What the fuck has he done? He had completely lost it when he
felt how hard Naruto was. And the moans…The goddamn moans! His body just
reacted.
“Fuck!” Lust faded instantly from his body and his senses returned, Sasuke
panicked. “Naruto, are you okay? Snap out of it, bro.”
Nothing. Not a blink, not a scream, not a punch to his face. Nothing. Just
blank unseeing eyes.
“Goddammit!” Snapping his fingers didn’t work either, all Naruto did was slump
ever heavier in his arms. Like a corpse. Fuck, he didn’t mean to go that far…to
hurt his little brother. It wasn’t worth it. None of this was worth losing his
brother no matter how good it had been.
“Shhhh, babe, I got you. Just sleep now, I got you.” Sasuke repeated in a quiet
soothing voice as he pulled up Naruto’s pants but didn’t bother zipping them.
He needed to get his brother cleaned up and dressed for bed quickly.
Sasuke hefted Naruto up bridal style and was pleased when the boy made a
grunting sound. Good, he is just in shock. He will snap out of it soon.
Everything will be fine in the morning.Sasuke tried convincing himself. But he
knew better. Things would not be okay. He crossed the line by a fucking mile.
Their relationship could not go back to the way it used to be. He had royally
fucked up. Really, really fucked everything up.
With some effort he managed to get the blond in bed. Once Sasuke got Naruto
undressed, he used a damp towel from the bathroom to clean off the cum and oil
dirtying his smooth perfect skin. He was thorough and gentle with every swipe
of the cloth, not wanting to rouse the now passed out blond.
Fuck, he was such an asshole.
He didn’t deserve the beautiful angel. No one was good enough for his little
brother. Not with the way he lights up the room with his beaming smile,
forgives and trusts so easily when so many have hurt him, and where’s his heart
on his sleeve even after all the shit he has been through in his young life.
No…no one deserves to own such purity and innocence.
Innocence that he had just fucking ripped away from his little brother...
With teary eyes, Sasuke finished cleaning Naruto up, dressing him in orange
boxers before tucking him under the covers of his own bed. Sasuke then cleaned
up the mess in the kitchen and placed the now cold cup of ramen in fridge for
when Naruto wakes up in the morning. He ignored Kurama’s amused and knowing
look, opting to call Itachi instead of humor the fucking cat. He needed some
advice, and there was no way in hell we was going to get it from either of his
dads. They would kill him and make sure no one found his body if they found out
what he did to Naruto.
Dialing the rarely used number on his cell phone, Sasuke slid down the bathroom
floor and ran his free hand through his hair. It was late but he knew Itachi
would still be up. Both of them rarely slept much after their parents’ death.
After two rings the phone picked up.  
“Otouto, to what do I owe this pleasure—at one-thirty in the morning?” A low
purr came from the other line.
“Aniki…I fucked up. Really fucked up this time.” Sasuke croaked, unable to hide
the despair threatening to destroy him.
A long pause, “Get some rest little brother. Then come see me tomorrow when you
are thinking more clearly. Bring a bag.” Itachi’s voice was serious and
demanding, obviously sensing the distress in his brother’s voice. They were not
close and rarely showed any vulnerability towards each other. So he knew the
second Sasuke called as such an hour something truly horrible must have
occurred.
The call ended after that. And all Sasuke was left with his plaguing thoughts.
He didn’t remember crawling up in Naruto’s bed or when he finally drifted to
sleep holding his brother tight in his arms. It was a custom to sleep in the
same bed together when distressed. They both suffered from nightmares and often
found comfort being next to each other. He hoped to hell that Naruto could ever
forgive him someday. Knowing no matter what he would do anything to try and fix
this mistake.
Chapter End Notes
     So was it hot enough? ;) If you didn’t like this I highly recommend
     not continuing with this story. Shit gets more graphic then this.
     Next chapter we shall see how Naruto feels about what just happened.
     Still got a bit to go before the blackmail happens. Next few chapters
     I will be cooling things down a bit before kicking the heat up again.
     Hope you enjoyed it!
***** Morning After *****
Chapter Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him, and later uses
     it to blackmail Naruto into sleeping with him. What will happen when
     Naruto’s boyfriend Gaara finds out about their relationship? Lemons!
     Susu/naru and some Gaa/Naru.
Chapter Notes
     For all those who I haven’t scared away yet from last chapter, I want
     to thank you for reading this. The story is just beginning and will
     be more fun from here on out.
     No warnings for this chapter. Pretty clean for once. I know, shocker
     right? And I got it done really early! I have proofread it but there
     is bound to be some mistakes.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Naruto woke up abruptly with a shout. Confused, unfocused eyes scanned the
small room trying to pinpoint where the loud crash had come from. Bright light
streaming from the bedroom window immediately assaulted his vision. He squeezed
them shut again.
The next time he opened them it was at a much slower pace so he could adjust to
the blindingly sunlight. He didn’t recall opening the blinds recently so it
must have been from someone else.
Squinting, while turning his head to the side, he found the source of the loud
noise that so rudely had awaken him from his precious slumber—a broken alarm
clock with a damn kunai knife sticking out of it. The plastic face was
shattered into oblivion. Great, that’s the second one this month.He was so not
paying for the next one.
 “Dammit, Kakashi! Can’t you just wake me up like a normal person?” Naruto
yelled when he was finally put two and two together. It was way too early for
this.
“Maa, but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun.” Kakashi answered in a bored tone.
The older man yawned and folded his arm across his broad chest while he leaned
against the bedroom door frame. His long silver hair stood tall and tilted
towards the side and his lower face was always covered in some type of cloth
making his age a mystery to anyone who looked at him.
Yeah his dad was odd and he wasn’t exactly sure what Iruka saw in him. But this
alarm clock destruction bullshit needed to stop. It was costing too much.
“What time is it?” Naruto groaned and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
“Hmm…not sure with the only clock in the room in pieces. You really should be
more responsible with your belongings, Naruto. But, if I was to guess…” Kakashi
gave a long pause, pondering before his eyes squinted into frowns that
suggested he was smiling. “I would say late enough that you’ll need to walk to
school today.”
Shitshitshit!
Naruto panicked, tossed the covers to the side and ran to the bathroom to
quickly get ready for school. If Kakashi had been the one to wake him up that
meant classes had already started and he was going to get detention, yet again.
Iruka was not going to be pleased.
Why hadn’t Sasuke woken him up? He remembered waking up sometime in the middle
of the night to use the bathroom and knew Sasuke had slept beside him during
the night. So where the fuck was he and why did he not wake him up and take him
to school like usual?
Then it hit him like a freight train. Last night. The beer, brownies, Gaara,
and all the fucked up shit Sasuke had done to him. Everything flashed vividly
at once in his pounding head and bile quickly rose up his throat. Naruto ran to
the toilet and emptied out his stomach. He groaned and slowly got back up to
his feet to wash his face in the sink and brush his teeth.
Glancing up at the mirror, Naruto could barely recognize himself. His skin was
pale and pasty, lips chapped and colorless, hell, even his blue eyes looked
dead and rimmed in red. Rarely had he ever gotten sick so this was a new look
for him. Not a pleasant one either.
Hopefully some water and a bit of food would bring some color back.
Tentatively, he brushed one finger over his lower lip and winced at the cut
that Sasuke given him during a rough kiss.
Naruto wasn’t feeling any better than he looked either. His mouth tasted like
something crawled in his mouth and died. It smelled like it, too. His head was
splitting and felt like he woken up from getting knocked out in a fight. He
would know. It had happened once before.
But he didn’t believe for one second that he had gotten himself into a fight
last night. At least he hoped not.
All his muscles ached, demanding a hot shower to wash away the tension. A few
places—ones that he would rather not think about—were particularly sore.
“Late night?” Kakashi asked looking at his son with a knowing expression. He
stepped through bathroom door and handed Naruto some Advil and a glass of
water. “You know, when I was younger…”
“Not now, Kakashi.” He grit out but accepted the pain killers gratefully.
“Thank you for waking me up. Now, please go so I can get ready.”
Kakashi clicked his tongue and predictably vanished out of site while murmuring
something about ungrateful brats and some crazy things he used to do when he
was younger.
That guy was never one for confrontation…or anything emotional really.
Naruto sighed while continuing to get ready as fast as possible. He tossed on a
loose, faded pair of jeans that only had a few holes in them and a baggy old t-
shirt that was his personal favorite.
It was a gift from Iruka for his birthday. The first present he had ever
received from the man and so he cherished it dearly. It still fit a little lose
because it was originally XL to sleep in, but now he was able to wear the
thinly worn shirt casually. He didn’t care so much about style today, he needed
comfort.
He might not be in any shape to go to school today but if he missed one more
day he would get suspended from football and miss out on the big game coming
up. And football was the one thing he enjoyed in that god forsaken building
that was called his high school.
So he was just going to have to suck it up and get through the day. He could
always just sleep in class but the walk to school was going to be brutal.
Naruto already knew Kakashi would never drop him off because he needed to be
more responsible or some bullshit. In reality, the ‘old’ man was just too lazy
to take him.
 
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As expected, the three mile walk to school was brutal. It was slow going and
Naruto had a limp with each step he took. His stomach growled angrily from only
having toast for breakfast. But he wasn’t going to risk eating a proper meal
after emptying his guts upon waking up.
Once he finally made it through the solid doors of Konaha High, he was handed a
pink slip by the hall monitor before even reaching his locker. Naruto grumbled
to himself while crumpling up the detention slip, stuffing it in his pocket
while making his way to History class. At least the class held one of his
favorite teachers, Asuma Sarutobi.
Naruto peaked through the door labeled 107 before hesitantly entering the room.
He was not a shy person by any means but it was always embracing to interrupt a
class in session. His cheeks flamed red when all eyes landed on him.
Thankfully, a loud clearing of the throat brought attention back towards the
front of the room.
“Are you just going to stand there all day or are you going to come in and
grace us with you presence?” Asuma sensei said in a low baritone voice.
Scratchy from years of smoking.
Scampering in with his head held down, Naruto quickly took a seat next to Kiba
and Shikamaru. He winced when he sat down, a dull pain shot up his spine and
his friends took notice of his discomfort.
Kiba elbowed him lightly in the side and whispered if he was okay and that he
looked like shit. Naruto just responded with a nod and lipped later back. He
wasn’t really in the talkative mood this morning.
It didn’t take long after sitting down for last night’s events to play over and
over in his head once he was able to relax for the first time today.
 Sasuke had actually touched him. Himout of all people. He still had a hard
time believing it.
Sasuke is the most beautiful man Naruto had ever come across. He thought that
even BEFORE Gaara had awaken his sexual interest in men. But he was Naruto’s
role model. Perfect in every way.
Sasuke could easily get any man (or woman) he so desired. He had a huge trust
fund and was guaranteed a CEO position at Uchiha Corp. He was set for life.
While Naruto—a lowly orphan boy—was going nowhere with his would only be a
hindrance to such a prestigious person.
Naruto was a nobody, to put it plainly. He would likely remain a lowlife
spending his time working a minimum wage job. Possibly get a gig with a
construction company if he was lucky.
Following his father’s footsteps and becoming a police officer would be his
dream job. But with poor grades, attendance, and countless fights on his record
he didn’t think the chances were very high. Even with both of his father’s
influences.
Yeah…he was a fuck up.
Still, some of the things his brother had said to him had his mind reeling. Was
any of it real or was it just something Sasuke would say to anyone during
intercourse?
It certainly had felt real.
But Naruto couldn’t accept that’s how Sasuke truly felt about him. It was
impossible.
Sasuke was near graduating and leaving Naruto alone in an empty house again to
become a successful businessman. Bigger and better things and all that jazz.
A relationship between the two of them would be wrong on so many levels that he
couldn’t even list them all. It didn’t matter if there was some chemistry
between the two of them or not. It just wouldn’t—couldn’t—work out.
So why had Sasuke lost control last night and did the things he had? He never
lost it. Ever.
Naruto’s chest tightened at the thought of Sasuke just using him like everyone
else had in his life. Waking up alone only made his heart ache even more. He
felt cheap and used. Like a one night stand Sasuke was notorious for.
As long as he had known Sasuke, not once had he ever been in a committed
relationship. Sasuke was not into commitment so he just made up some stupid ass
one time only rule. With the exception being Suigetsu.
Unexpectedly, anger rose up from Naruto at the mere thought of the platinum
blond groupie touching his brother.
Suigetsu, who made up one of the three friends Sasuke had—the other two being
Karin and Jugo. And out of all of Sasuke’s friends, Jugo was the only cool one
in Naruto’s opinion. The huge man was always nice to him and his cat, Kurama.
Karin and Suigetsu on the other hand were sluts. And crazy. Completely crazy
whores. To Naruto’s horror, Sasuke would allow an occasional blow job from the
blond when he was feeling desperate or pent up. And his bitch of a friend was
more than happy to provide the service. He knew this because the asshole would
always brag about in to Karin afterwards.
Karin would be more than interested in sucking Sasuke’s cock too if he showed
her any interest. Thankfully, he did not.
Naruto could not ignore the fact that he was in a relationship with Gaara
either. And he was happy to be able to call the sexy rock star his boyfriend.
Yeah he was a little pissed at the forceful display last night but Sasuke blew
that out of the water with all the shit he pulled. So Naruto wasn’t nearly as
mad as he would have been normally at Gaara.
That didn’t mean his redhead was off the hook though. He wasn’t going to
tolerate being pushed around like that.
Speaking of which—where the hell was his boyfriend anyway? Gaara should be in
class today but he wasn’t anywhere to be found when Naruto glanced around the
room. Naruto knew he was going on tour with his band during the weekend but he
should have been at school today.
“Have you seen Gaara today?” Naruto asked Kiba, leaning in closer to keep the
conversation private.
“No, man. I thought you guys were making out in the janitor closet or
something. Or, at least until you came in late by yourself.”
“No. Just woke up late.” Naruto said and Kiba went back to playing a game on
his phone.
They were not the best students.
Naruto went back to drifting off in thought, as usual. Images of everything
that Sasuke had done to him kept flashing through his mind no matter how hard
he tried to stop them. And, too much of his shame…it came with remembering how
damn good it all felt.
Sasuke’s kiss was so hungry, desperate and all consuming. Easily one of the
most passionate moments of his young life. And his hands…how they were firm and
confident with every exploring touch and stoke of his body. How he masterfully
pushed Naruto’s senses and body into ecstasy—forcing him to respond.
Naruto groaned quietly at the memory-now-turned-fantasy. He adjusted himself in
the seat to hide his growing problem.
Fuck, just thinking about it made him hot and breath faster. Naruto closed his
eyes and laid his head down on his folded arms on the desk, hoping nobody else
would notice his condition or somehow read his thoughts.
He couldn’t lose it. Not right now. Not in front of the whole damn class and
his friends!
As luck would have it, Naruto’s body betrayed him. With how hot he felt he knew
his face was flushed. And his erection continued to grow until it reached rock
hard. Never had he been happier to be wearing baggy jeans then right now.
But Kiba did end up taking note of the unusual behavior as he lightly nudged
Naruto again.
“Seriously, man, you okay? Do you need to go see the nurse or something?” He
asked in a concerned tone and leaned in close to get a better view of Naruto’s
sickly appearance.
“No, Keebs…just—give me a moment. I’ll be fine. Promise” Naruto managed to
choke out. His voice was hoarse which made him only sound much sicker than he
actually was.
Even so, he couldn’t go see the nurse.
Karin (out of all people) happened to be the nurse at this school. Not only was
she Sasuke’s crazy friend, she was smoking hot with her crimson hair and huge
rack. To top it off she always wore a slutty nurse uniform that was way too
tight on her voluptuous body.
He might be gay right now, but didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate a hot female
body when he saw one. And he knew for a fact how slutty that girl could be. So
yeah…that is defiantly not what he needed right now.
 
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After History and Math class had ended, lunch period begun. Naruto grabbed his
tray that held some questionable food items on it and grabbed a seat with his
usually crew that consisted on Kiba, Shika, Choji, Hinata (Kiba’s ‘secret’
crush), Sakura, Ino, and Lee. Only Gaara was missing today.
“W-what happened to you, Naruto?” Hinata started out the questioning with her
stuttered words and concerned expression.
Naruto sighed when all eyes at the table landed on him curiously. Of course,
Hinata, out of all his friends would bring it up right away. She had some weird
shy school-girl crush on him since he could remember. He was fully aware of her
affections but chose to play oblivious. Hinata was way too timid for him to
feel that way for her even though she was beautiful and would make an excellent
wife someday.
That didn’t stop her from worrying about him whenever he got a bruise or looked
sick.
“Oh…nothing. Don’t worry about it, Hinata. I just got in a scuffle with Sasuke
when I got home last night and I think I might have had a few to many at
Gaara’s yesterday. M’fine. Really.” He said reluctantly, looking down as he
took a small bite out of the mystery meat. Avoiding everyone’s burning eye
contact.
“Ha! I knew Sasuke was going to whip your ass for that prank.” Kiba barked out
while taking a huge bite out of his sandwich, smearing mayo and bread crumbs
all over his chin.
Naruto winced at Kiba’s choice of words and lack of manners. He has no idea.
“Shut up, Kibbles! Don’t think for one second I cannot handle myself. You know
damn well I can kick your sorry ass any day of the week. And you, Choji—”
Naruto pointed towards the chubby boy eating chips at the table. “—you could
have mentioned you put pot in the fucking brownies. I look and feel like shit
because of you.”
Seeing several more sets of eyes from other tables look their way, Naruto
quieted down. As if he needed to draw more attention today.
A few crunches later, Choji responded. “I’m sorry, dude. I thought you already
knew. Everyone knows.”
“Well obviously not everyone.” Naruto grumbled. He stabbed his fork at a stray
pea that was rolling away on the plate. At least his color was back after
getting some food in him and his stomach no longer felt queasy.
But the ever observant Shikamaru could tell that Naruto was hiding something.
The genius saw the way the blond limped and had bruises on his wrists.
Shikamaru was not certain if Gaara gave him those marks or if something more
happened between the two brothers. So he decided to keep quiet about that
topic, at least for the time being. But he felt at least a little obligated to
give a warning about Gaara’s explosive temperament after the episode he had
witnessed.    
“Naruto,” he leaned back in the seat and locked eye with said boy. “You should
be careful with Gaara. Do you know anything about his past?” Shikamaru
suspected not. “Maybe some of the rumors about his…aggressive outbursts are not
all that false. Just…tread carefully around him, will ya?”
There, he said it. Now he could relax and go back to staying as far away
trouble as possible. His good deed of the day was done.
Blue eyes peered inquisitively at the lazy teen. Rarely did Shika ever butt
into other people’s business. So he had to at least take the advice to heart
even though he had no idea where this was coming from.
“Umm…okay. You know I can handle myself, right?” Naruto’s blond brow rose in
question. Shikamaru just shrugged and went back to staring at the ceiling
tiles.
Lunch was pretty uneventful after that. A few embracing jokes here and there
and a couple more concerned glances his way took place before the bell that
signaled the end of lunch rang. The gang split up after to go to their
prospective classes afterwards.
Only two more classes were left until the end of the day Naruto cheered
silently in his head. Well…if you didn’t count detention.
Naruto grimaced. Staying late was going to suck but he did get lucky that this
week Asuma was on detention duty. Meaning, Naruto would just sleep for the hour
long ‘punishment’. His chain smoking teacher doesn’t give a shit. He was cool
like that.
Naruto walked down the wide hallway that led to his locker. His boots echoed in
the empty hall with each step. One of the overhead lights flickered over his
head and the walls had several buff marks on them.  It could use a fresh coat
of paint—or ten. The rusty lockers had seen better days also.
While Naruto was busy fiddling with the combination of his lock, some asshole
roughly shoved his shoulder. He yelped in surprise as he was pushed into the
locker. “What the hell?” Naruto yelled and turned around to face the jackass
who shoved him.
It was Kabuto. A creepy older teen who had only recently started becoming
unfriendly towards him for some unknown reason. Behind Kabuto, stood Mizuki
with a sneer on his face. Ironically, both boys had grey/silver hair that was
unique for their age group. They looked like brothers when standing together.
Mizuki—Naruto’s tormentor since day one— was not surprising for Naruto to see
standing there. Mizuki had been laying off the bullying since Gaara hung around
him though. It was pretty obvious of how much a coward the teen was by the way
he would only show up when odds were in his favor.
Naruto almost felt sorry for him. Being such a scared, pathetic excuse of a
human being must truly be awful. But, he just couldn’t seem find the heart to
give two fucks.
“Well, well, well, what is it do we have here? Did your boyfriend leave you all
alone today?” Kabuto stepped in closer. Close enough that Naruto could sent the
pungent smell of tuna that he must have eaten for lunch on his breath. “I see
your little raccoon faggot of a boyfriend left some marks on his little fox.”
Naruto cringed when cold fingers brushed his neck. Over one of the hickeys.
“Fuck off, four eyes! What the hell is your problem anyways?”
“Why you, of course, you little whore. Flaunting your ass around…begging for
cock.” Kabuto sneakered and looked truly convinced of his accusations.
“What?! What the fuck are you talking about, creep?” Then it hit him.
Orochimaru.
This sick bastard was obsessed with the snake of a teacher and jealous that
Orochimaru had shown interest in him. Well he could have him. Naruto didn’t
want that creepy pedophile within a mile radius of him, goddammit.
Before Kabuto was able to respond, Mizuki took advantage of the temporary
distraction and cocked his right arm back and punched Naruto square in the jaw
with a solid hit.
“Fuck!” Blood seeped out of the cut that was previously on Naruto’s lip, now
reopening the wound. Now his lip was split and obvious for anyone to see.
Great. “Seriously? You pulling this shit again, Mizuki?”
Naruto spat out blood that was pooling in his mouth and flashed the cowardly
boy a wicked grin. Blood painted his lips and eyes were slit. He looked feral.
THIS is exactly what he needed—a good fight to take out some frustration and
the confusion he had been feeling all fucking day. But he had to be careful. In
no way could he be caught by a teacher or send either bully to the hospital.
Much as he would love too, he couldn’t afford to be suspended right now or have
Iruka find out.
Grabbing Kabuto’s hand that was pressed against his right shoulder—keeping him
pinned up against the locker—Naruto tightly gripped his palm with both hands
and spun around behind the grey haired boy. Effectively locking his arm in a
very painful twisted position. Any more pressure would dislocate the joint.
To his credit, Kabuto only grunted in discomfort. He must like pain.
A sharp yank of Naruto’s blond hair instantly brought attention back to the
other boy. Naruto’s scalp burned as Mizuki pried him off Kabuto by his head.
Who the fuck fights like that? Naruto reluctantly released the wrist lock and
drove an elbow strait back while using his other hand to hold the one on his
hair.
He was way too young to have a bald patch.
A satisfying thud alerted Naruto that his elbow landed exactly where he planned
it. The kidneys. Mizuki—like the bitch he was—howled in agony, doubling over
and released his vice like grip on his precious blond locks.
Naruto spun around to face the screaming bitch and graciously provided the
older teen a second to recover before launching the next attack. He was not the
one who was a coward after all.
Once Mizuki straightened up and lifted his arms, signaling another throw was
about to happen, Naruto swiftly struck his palm up, striking his opponent in
the nose with incredible force. That had to sting.
To make certain the fucker was down for the count, Naruto kicked hard, landing
hit foot on the side of Mizuki’s leg. Right beside his knee cap, taking out the
knee in one hit.
Mizuki dropped like a sack of potatoes. Tears streamed down his face as he
sobbed and spewed curses like a sailor. It was slightly garbled with all the
blood flowing out of his nose. It was probably broken.
Served the jackass right though. This was not their first fight and probably
wouldn’t even be their last.
What did surprise Naruto was the lack of backup used. Typically, Mizuki would
have only pick a fight when odds were highly in his favor.
One other person was not what he would consider much of a threat…
A quiet dark chuckle brought Naruto’s attention back to the present. He peered
over his shoulder and watched as Kabuto adjusted his glasses. Dark eyes danced
with mirth.
“Not bad, little fox. I see you know how to fight.” Kabuto glanced down at
Mizuki with distaste. “Well…at least better than this cockroach. But—can you
protect yourself with someone who actually knows how to throw a punch? I
wonder.”
A shiver ran down Naruto’s spine at the malice used in the creeps voice. There
was no time to respond before a round house kick was directed strait towards
his face. Naruto narrowly dodged it by twisting out of the way.
Shit, the bastard really knew what he was doing. Proper fighting stance and
all. No wonder why Mizuki was so confidant with only him around for back up.
Naruto just had time to get back into a proper stance before blocking a punch
aiming strait for his gut. The fucker was fast. Lightning quick punches kept
flying past his face as he twisted in perfect timing to doge a hit.
He needed a strategy and fast. If he kept playing defense he was surely going
to get creamed sooner or later. Probably sooner with the way things were going.
Thinking quick on his feet, Naruto did a black flip to avoid another kick. When
he landed in a crouched position he swept out his foot out, attempting to trip
the other boy.
Kabuto bounced back and safely geot out reach. “Nice try.” He said with an evil
looking smirk.
But that was only a distraction for the next moved lined up. Springing to his
feet, Naruto lunged, charging full speed at the unsuspecting boy.
Kabuto’s eyes momentarily widened in surprise. He shuffled back and nearly
tripped over Mizuki’s leg before losing his balance slightly and stumbled back
into a locker.
With a grin, Naruto leaped over the (still) weeping boy on the floor and
slammed into Kabuto. The older boy wheezed as his body was slammed but quickly
recovered and he punched Naruto in the stomach.
“Dammit.” Naruto gasped, grabbing both of Kabuto’s arms before the boy could
gain the upper hand again. He managed to pin Kabuto under his weight and strong
grip. “Will you fucking quit it now?”
“Get off me you faggot!” Kabuto spat. He struggled a bit but Naruto had a
really good hold on him.
“Oh, please. I know you are into Orochimaru. Cut the bullshit. Give up now and
don’t say a word of what happened here and I will keep your secret. If any
teacher or the principal finds out about this fight I will personally report
your ‘precious’ sensei to the authorities. Informing the police of his secret
affairs with underage student. And I have evidence of such affairs. Both my
fathers will make certain he will never step foot outside of prison again.”
Naruto lied. It was a bluff and not pretty one at that. But he needed this kid
off his fucking back to stay clear of suspension or even expulsion.
Survival of the fittest, bitch.
Kabuto eyed him skeptically but nodded once in silent agreement. He then picked
Mizuki off the floor and left the scene without another word.
Naruto slumped against the locker and sighed, brushing his bruised hand over
his face in turmoil. He straightened out his clothes as best he cloud and wiped
the blood off his lips. He was going to be late for class or he would have
spent more time cleaning up in the bathroom to look more presentable.
Running to his next class, Naruto left his books in the locker. Oh well, not
like he was going to be able to concentrate anyway…
Upon entering the room, a few kids did a double take on his rough looking
condition but otherwise ignored it. He was grateful none of his friends were in
this particular class or he wouldn’t have ever heard the end of it.
 
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After classes ended and detention was served, Naruto was able to join in on the
second half of football practice. Coach, Might Guy, had everyone running laps
and doing 100 pushups afterwards. Or at least tried to get everyone to do 100
pushups.
The coach was crazy like most every other teacher at this fucking school.
Once practice was finished, the teamed got cleaned up and changed into fresh
street clothes. Naruto met Kiba outside the locker room. Pleased that he looked
much better physically after taking a shower. Kiba was not able to tell that he
got into another skirmish. The only blemish that was noticeable was the split
lip.
Naruto was busy texting Sasuke that he was done with practice and needed a lift
when Kiba broke the silence.
“So, foxy, what’s your plans tonight? It’s Friday, but I’m guessing you are
partied out from last night?” Kiba asked casually.
“Ha. You wish, old man.” He joked, but in all honesty he would probably die if
he went to another party tonight. “But nothing really. Gaara’s probably getting
ready for tour…so I got nothin.”
Naruto frowned when his brother didn’t respond or pick up when he decided to
call him instead. Yeah, crazy shit happened last night between them that will
most likely change their relationship—but he still needed a fucking ride,
dammit.
Huffing in annoyance Naruto pocketed his phone but continued where he left off.
“What’s going on with you? You look excited to go somewhere.” He eyed the
brunette curiously and shuffled his foot out of boredom.
A beaming smile nearly spit Kiba’s face in two. “Getting a tattoo in…” he
glanced down at his watch. “One hour and forty-five minutes from now.” Kiba
exclaimed excitedly.
“What? Since when? And why haven’t I heard anything about this? Fuck, man, I
thought we were best friends!” Naruto pouted dramatically but was secretly just
as excited about the news.
“What day is it, Naruto?”
“Um…Friday? I thought we went over that already.”
“No. The date.”
With Naruto’s confused expression Kiba sighed but spilled anyway. “My birthday,
Naruto. Today is my birthday. Making me 18 and at the legal age to get a tat. I
have been planning this day for months!”
“What!” Naruto yelled and waved his arms around animatedly. His eyes were so
vibrant they shined like crystals and his smile was bright and genuine for the
first time that day. “All day long has been your big day and you kept it from
me?”
Kiba winced at the volume the boisterous blond used. He should have expected as
much. Naruto was terrible with dates so his surprise was no surprise to Kiba at
all.
“At least tell me it’s with Pain at Akatsuki Ink?” Naruto was so excited he was
practically vibrating. This was a perfect distraction that he desperately
needed to get his mind off Sasuke, Gaara, or his shitty life in general. But
mostly Sasuke.
“Hell, yeah. Only the best, my man.” Relief took over Kiba’s features at
Naruto’s change in mood.
Naruto had been looking so down all day long. Kiba just about dyed from the way
Naruto looked coming into class late this morning. He had even considered
cancelling the appointment that took six months to book to buy a pint of ice
cream and take Naruto to Ichiraku’s—Naruto’s favorite place in the world. But
with the boys current cheery demeanor it didn’t look like that needed to
happen. “You wanna tag along?”
“And miss you whining like a kicked puppy when that needle touches you? You
couldn’t stop me even if you wanted too.” Naruto said with a shit-eating grin.
“You know, I could go for another piercing…”
“Yeah? And where would you want it?” At bright blush blooming on Naruto’s
cheeks Kiba could take a guess. “No way! You can’t be serious?” Kiba let out a
howling laugh, scaring the other students who were still lingering near the
school building.
Both boys ignored the stares and made their way to Kiba’s car.
“Shut up, mutt. It would be hot and you fucking know it. You’re just jealous I
got the balls to do it.”
“I’m the one getting a tattoo. If anyone has got the balls today it’s going to
be me, got it? And I don’t need a nipple ring to look hot. I’m all natural,
baby.” Kiba said playfully with a wink. He struck a dramatic pose with his arms
reaching above his head and brought them down slowly. Attempting poorly at a
flirtatious, sensual look. He failed epically.
“Yeah, yeah hot stuff. I will let this side just once since it’s you birthday
and all. But you’re treating me to ramen before we go.” Naruto snuck the last
part in there hoping to get a free meal out of it.
Chapter End Notes
     Next up Kiba and Naruto get tats done. And find out what happened to
     Sasuke.
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***** Akatsuki Ink *****
Chapter Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him, and later uses
     it to blackmail Naruto into sleeping with him. What will happen when
     Naruto’s boyfriend Gaara finds out about their relationship?
Chapter Notes
     Gaahhh! Sorry I’m so late getting this chapter out. I was struggling
     a bit with this one, wasn’t sure of what I wanted exactly with this
     chap. Probably going to be the same way with next chapter so that one
     probable won’t be finished until late Dec. So Happy Turkey Day in
     advance!
     Not super happy with chap but oh well. It’s gotta get done and has
     some relevant parts for upcoming, more exciting, chapters. So I hope
     this chapter didn’t turn out lame for you. It will get better soon, I
     promise.
     I want to thank everyone for all the love I received with the
     previous chapter. Makes me so happy! So I made a special treat for
     everyone. You can see it at the end of the story. But if you can't
     view it, I posted a link for the drawing on my profile. Or if you
     just want to view it a a separate page.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Chapter 5: Akatsuki Ink
 
Blacked out windows greeted the two teens as they walked up to the tattoo
parlor. Akatsuki Ink was written in a fancy white font above the door. The
place didn’t need a big flashy sign or tattoo designs littering the windows, it
held the three of the best artists in the country. Some customers had traveled
from out of country just to get some work done from the world famous owners.
Walking inside the shop, Kiba and Naruto were greeted by a spiky purple haired
female named Anko (according to the name tag). The woman had an unusual trashy
outfit that consisted of a fishnet shirt—that did nothing to hide all the
tattoos covering her body—and a beige trench coat with an orange mini skirt.
She looked like she just got finished working the street…or a pedophile. Naruto
couldn’t really decide which.
At least the small lobby was much classier than the receptionist. Lined with
dark hard wood floors that held comfortable looking black leather sofas and a
glass coffee table with books resting on the surface for waiting clients. A
water cooler and snack vending machine was located near a door that was labeled
as a restroom. Nickelback played quietly in the background while the buzz of
the tattoo machines could easily be heard. The walls had a unique airbrushed
texture containing vibrant orange, yellow and red hues, making the room appear
modern and eye popping. Framed paintings and previous clients showcased the
artist raw artistic talent and style. But in Naruto’s opinion, the most
impressive part of the room was the massive aquarium that made up an entire
wall, which blocked the view of main tattooing area with colorful fish and
coral.
All in all, Naruto thought the place was stunning and looked as expensive as
fuck as it probably was.
“May I help you?” The annoyed receptionist standing behind the onyx desk asked
with disinterest.
“Yeah, I have an appointment with Pain for a tattoo and my friend here is
interested in getting a piercing done.” Kiba answered excitedly, feet bouncing
left and right with eagerness.
Arching up a thin purple eyebrow, Anko glanced away from her phone for the
first time and looked up at the two potential clients. “Name?”
“Kiba Inuzuka…and my friend here is Naruto Uzumaki.” A wide grin nearly split
the brunettes face in half as he slung an arm around Naruto’s shoulder.
Naruto glared back at the rude receptionist. You would think a place as fancy
as this could afford a better secretary.The only reason he didn’t speak up was
because it was Kiba’s big day and there was no way he was going to fuck that
up.
Tapping the keyboard on the state of the art desktop, Anko brought up the list
of appointments. “Go ahead and take a seat, Pain will be with you shortly. And
you, Blondie, I will check who is available at the moment. What are you looking
to get pierced?”
“Umm, chest.” Naruto answered quietly.
Her eyes glanced down to stare appreciatively at his chest while she licked her
bottom lip. Definitely pedophile Naruto decided.
“Good choice, pick out a stud that you want while I find someone.” She pulled
out a case behind the counter and placed it on top and opened the wooden box up
to display all the piercings. “And I will know if any are missing so don’t even
think of stealing.”
He growled under his breath and fisted his hands from being treated like a
petty criminal. God, he really wanting to punch the bitch.
Meanwhile, Kiba missed the whole exchange as he left to sit on the sofa and
scroll through one of the books on the table. Naruto muttered bitch quietly as
Anko walked away and into the main room.
“I heard that.” The hooker yelled over her shoulder.
A light blush spread over Naruto’s cheeks for getting caught. He didn’t regret
it for one second though, she deserved it. Actually, she deserved far worse. He
grit his teeth but walked up to the case anyway to browse the selection. Naruto
already had a piece in mind so it didn’t take him very long skimming through
all the different types of piercings to find the type he was looking for—a 10
gage titanium barbell.
Picking up the shiny piece of jewelry, Naruto inspected it closely before
placing it on the counter for purchase. Peaking over the desk, he saw that the
hooker lady was busy talking with another client who getting a tattoo done. He
decided to go take a seat with Kiba instead of wait for the poor excuse of an
employee to come back.
What a bitch.Naruto was definitely going to let Pain, the owner, know what kind
of service they were receiving. Or in this case, lack of.
He personally knew Pain, Konan and Yahiko from the orphanage even though the
three of them were several years older than him. They had occasionally visited
the orphanage from time to time to tell stories and volunteer, more so during
the holidays. All three grew up in that orphanage after losing their parents in
the military so they still felt like it was home to them, abet a pretty shitty
home.
Now, the inseparable trio are legends when it comes to the tattooing community.
They have also developed a very complex polyamorous relationship while being
open to sexual relations with outsiders.
Naruto’s head hurt just thinking about it. How could anyone handle that much
emotional strain in a relationship? It would be hard enough to be in a three-
way relationship, but to allow casual sex with others on top of that? Fuck
that.
“So, since we finally made it here, are you going to spill and tell me what
you’re getting?” Naruto plopped down on the sofa next to Kiba and eyed him
curiously.
“Hell no. You’re gonna have to wait and see just like everybody else.” Placing
the book down, Kiba stretched out his arms and legs and reclined back. “Damn,
these chairs are comfortable.”
Naruto nodded in agreement. “I don’t see what all the secrecy is about. You
know I won’t judge.”
“You’ll see it soon enough. Now, if you want to talk about secrets…you could
start by answer my question on why you looked like shit this morning. And how
you’re all mopey…truthfully this time. No bullshitting, Naruto.” Kiba give him
a stern look, hoping his friend would finally open up now that they were alone
together. He was greatly disappointed as Pain walked in at that moment.
“Sorry to keep you waiting…Kiba, is it?” A tall slender man with dark red hair
walked in and addressed the boy on the chair. “First time seeing you around
here. Hey, long time no see, Naruto. Still causing trouble?”
To an outsider, Pain might appear intimidating and freakish with his unique
fashion sense and tattoos. He wore creepy purple contacts with black rings in
them so he looked like some sort of creature from another planet. Unlike
Gaara’s messy red locks, Pain had strait, long bangs that covered part of his
pale face in a more gothic fashion. The man’s clothing style often consisted of
blacks and occasional reds.
Today, he had worn black skinny jeans with a studded belt, a chain hooped that
came across the side, combat boots along with an ever-present tight, leather
black vest embroidered with red clouds. The sleeveless vest showed off his full
sleeved tattooed arms and one large one on his chest.
Like seriously, how many of those custom vets did the man own the ware them
every damn day? Naruto just hoped his friend would never commit a crime because
his unique appearance would make the easiest lineup in history, if caught.
Naruto was relieved for the sudden distraction. He couldn’t lie for shit so he
really didn’t want to finish that conversation with his friend. Talk about
perfect timing. But in all honesty, he was more happy to see an old friend.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Pain. You damn well know I’m a happy-
go-lucky ray of fucking sunshine. It’s not my fault shit burns up when left
unsupervised.” Naruto said in a sickly sweet voice and putt on his best puppy
dog look.
The burning part was an inside joke from when he accidently set the Christmas
tree on fire during one of Pain’s visits at the orphanage. Not his fault the
keepers left a hyperactive 10 year old version of him alone in a room with a
burning fireplace and a tree…
A deep chuckle rumbled out of Pain’s throat in a pleasant way. “I see that
mouth of yours has only gotten worse.”
Now that Pain owned a shop, he was usually too busy to visit the orphanage or
keep in contact with old friends. It was refreshing for him to see the bright-
eyed, sunny boy.
“Pshh…nothing you can’t handle. Anyway, who is that bitch who is working the
front desk? She seriously sucks ass at her job, man.”
Pain sighed and leaned against the wall. “Oh? That’s Anko, she’s just a temp.
Our real receptionist is out of country right now apprenticing at another shop
for a few months. She will be back soon…hopefully. But, in the meantime…” He
left it off there with a shrug. “So, Kiba.” Pain turned his attention back to
the brunette listening in on the conversation attentively. “I got the sketch
all ready to go from the information you sent me via email. Let’s go in the
back to see if you like it. And Naruto, Yahiko will be the one giving you
you’re piercing today after he finishes with a client. Nice seeing you
again…you look good.”
Kiba jumped out of the chair and eyed the blushing blond curiously. He had no
idea how his best friend knew someone like Pain on a seemingly very personal
level? He was a little star-struck and pissed that Naruto failed to bring up
info that import.
Later, he mouthed out and pointed to Naruto, his eyes set in a glare.
“Yeah, whatever. Try not to scream so loudly that you will scare off all the
clients.” Azure eyes danced with mirth and a wicked grin brightened Naruto’s
cheery face. “And Pain, live up to your name for me will ya?”
Naruto laughed when Kiba paled and slapped him on the ass for good measure. The
squeak that came out of the dog lover’s mouth made his day.
“Play nice, Naruto. That’s not how I got my name, and today’s not the day you
will finally get to find out. I don’t want to have the virgin running off
before the fun has even begun.”
“Hey! I’m not a virgin…” Kiba quickly piped in, his face crimson with
embracement.
“In my world you are. Now, come on and let’s get started. I don’t have all
day.” Pain interrupted right back, turned around and walked towards the back
without glancing behind to see if the flustered boy was following or not.
Kiba composed himself before speed-walking after the man. He ended up in a
small open-faced room that contained a dentist style chair in the center of it.
A small table sat next to it with all kinds of ink, cleaning solutions, the
tattoo machine and a few other items Kiba was unfamiliar. His stomach twisted
in knots knowing he was about to permanently change his appearance.
Not to mention the pain involved…
He didn’t know exactly what to expect, but from what he had heard from
others—it would hurt. Bad. And now his little shit for a friend just had to
bring up the scary name at a time like this! Now he was dying of curiosity on
how Pain got such a name but was terrified to know at the same time.
He was so going to pay back his ‘best friend’ when this was all over.
“Take a seat, get comfortable. And you can stop looking like I’m going to skin
you alive, it really won’t hurt that bad. Naruto was just pulling your chain.
He was most likely trying to get a confession out of me on how I got my name.
It’s not the first time he has tried that, but if he simply asked I might have
indulged him.” Pain said in a reassuringly with a hint of fondness and humor.
Reaching over and grabbing the stencil on the work table, Pain walked over to
the nervous boy. “Now, first I’m gonna shave the area before I place the
stencil on to see if you like the size and placement.”
After shaving was done, two stencils’ were placed on each side of Kiba’s
cheeks, outlining the skin. Pain and Kiba were both happy with the alignment
enough to start the tattoos. After a few minute of preparing the matching,
ointment was applied to Kiba’s skin for sterilization and for smoother
application of the ink.
“This will help with the process.” Pain informed before turning on the machine.
A loud buzz filled the room, nearly muting out the music that had been playing
in the background. “I will do a small line at first to get you adjusted. Let me
know if it hurts too much anytime and I will stop to give you a break. Don’t
talk or move your face while I’m working. Tap anywhere on me if you need a
break or it hurts too much. Do you understand?”
Nodding his head, Kiba leaned back into the chain and tried his best to calm
his nerves. One of his biggest fear was to pass out from the pain—that would
seriously loose him some man point with the ladies. He had heard a few stories
from friends about passing out during a session. Fainting would also provide
Naruto enough ammo to last months. And if he was going to win over Hinata this
year he needed all his masculinity intact, dammit!
Squeezing his eyes shut when the needle approached his face, Kiba braced
himself securely by the armrest and held on tightly. Once the first poke
touched his skin he relaxed slightly. It’s not too bad.
 
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Meanwhile, Naruto continued to wait patiently—or not so patiently—in the
waiting room. It had been one hell of a day and he really didn’t want to be
felt alone with his wondering thoughts for any length of time. He was mentally
and physically exhausted. He believed that this would make the perfect
opportunity to stay distracted, but here he was, scrolling through tattoo
designs bored out of his fucking mind…
So, when an obnoxiously loud mountain of a man barreled through the door, and
shamelessly flirted (or sexually harassed depending on the point-of-view) with
Anko, Naruto immediately took interest.
He would have felt bad for the woman if she was…well, not such a bitch. But as
it was, she was still very much of one.
Towering over the poor woman, the white haired pervert kept his eye’s locked
onto Anko’s DD breasts while asking her if she would like to do a photo shoot
for ‘research’ purposes.
Seriously, had a pickup line like that ever worked?
Naruto guessed the only ‘pick up’ a guy like would receive would be from the
nearest police officer to the station.
Much to Naruto’s surprise, Anko handled the situation better than he could have
imagined. She was either really a whore, used to pervy old men ogling her
breasts, or she had known the man very well already. He imagined it was a bit
of all three. A smirk crossed his face when he overheard the conversation while
he pretended to look busy.
“What do you say about doing a nude photo shoot in one of the back rooms?” The
mountain man shamelessly asked the lady.
Naruto’s eyes widened in shock.
Anko crossed her arms over her large breasts, causing them to appear even
larger. The movement did not go unnoticed by the creep. “Why don’t you just
tell me what it is you’re here for so you can fucking leave?”
Naruto had to give the girl some credit for not punching the pervert in the
face…or balls.
“Now, now…let’s not get ahead of ourselves. A guy could use a drink and a fine
woman such as yourself would make perfect company, don’t you think? Business
could wait a few hours.” He continued to flirt even with the obvious hostile
arura radiating off the woman.
“What I think,is that I’m working.” She glared.
“Come on now. A beautiful lady needs a break, those double D breast of yours
must be taxing. You don’t want to get back pain from carrying around those
melons for too long. Just a drink or two at the bar across the street will work
wonders.”
Holly shit, was this guy for real?Naruto was about to stand up and kick the
Mountain man out, even if he was only half his size. But what Anko said next
paused him from standing up and getting all heroic.
“My back is just fine,” she leaned over the counter top and locked eyes with
Mountain man. “Unlike yours, old man. Even if you somehow managed to get
anywhere with me—and believe me, you can’t—you couldn’t handle me.”
Mountain man grinned wide enough to rival Naruto’s on a good day…and that was
saying something. He looked like a cat that had just caught the canary. “That
sounds awfully close to an offer, little miss…”
“Little miss?” Anko sneered. “I don’t think you would be calling me ‘little’
when you’re hoisted up in my leather swing while I fuck you with my 12 inch
black strap on dick. Your fat ass probably couldn’t fit in the swing anyway,”
At the snicker she heard coming from the waiting area, she added with a
predatory glint in her eyes, “unlike Sunshine’s over there who would fit
perfectly.”
Naruto and Mountain man both paled. This woman was terrifying.
“Oh…Errr…Yeah, I agree that Sunshine might be a better fit.” The man stuttered
while Naruto sunk deeper into the couch to hide himself from the scary lady.
“I’ll just go take a seat over there. Tell Pain, when you get the chance, that
I brought over some new designs. No rush, take your time.” He added nervously
before marching over to where Naruto was seated.
“Sure thing, Jiraiya.” Anko tilted her head in acknowledgment. She gave one
last lingering look towards the blonde’s direction before a bored expression
crossed her features now that the ‘fun’ was over.
Jiraiya? That must be the name of the Mountain man, Naruto thought.
“Well, boy, aren’t you a bit young to be in a place like this?” The man named
Jiraiya asked.
Up close the guy appeared even more massive. He had a large frame and facial
features similar to that of a Native American. Red stripes streaked down his
face like teardrops. Naruto wasn’t sure if it was some type of tribal makeup or
a tattoo. The man had long white hair that was tied in the back, nearly
reaching his ass while sporting some truly unique garbs. Top half of his body
was covered in a green robe type shirt. In addition, he wore sweatpants with a
long red sleeveless overcoat and wooden sandals.
Who the fuck wore wooden sandals?
Naruto cleared his throat and brought his eyes back up to meet the man’s
curious gaze. He clenched his jaw and glared before answering, not wanting to
have a creepy pervert as company. “That’s none of your business, pervert.”
Jiraiya coughed loudly, startled by the name calling and boldness of the
pipsqueak. “What did you call me?”
“PERVERT!” Naruto punctuated each syllable loudly. “Couldn’t you hear, or are
you going deft too, old man?”
“Watch what you say to me, little brat. Don’t you know who I am?”
The man struck a pose which only added to the oddness of the man. He didn’t
know anyone other than Guy or Rock Lee to strike a pose.
Jiraiya’s eye twitched when he got no response from the angry looking boy. “I
am thee,Jiraiya Sage. You know…owner of Sage productions, bestselling book
series Icha Icha Paradise, and…one of the best tattoo designers in the world!
This shop you are sitting in, I own it.” He said smugly, expecting the boy to
be star-stuck instantly.
He was disappointed.
“So, Pervy Sage…that sounds like quite the resume— but, that doesn’t give you
the right to treat women that way.” Naruto squinted his eyes and pointed in the
direction of the lobby. “No matter how rude some are.”
In the background Anko chuckled at Naruto’s brashness.
“Ha! You got balls kid, but don’t be calling me that. That was…ummm…just to
gather research for my book.”
“Sure…” Naruto peered up at Jiraiya skeptically.
“Anyways, scoot over my boy…”
“Not your boy.”
“You’re going to help me with a little project.”
“Not interested.”
Naruto ended up moving out of the way involuntarily when the hulk of a man
plopped down on the chair beside him. What the fuck is wrong with this guy?
“So, I’ve been working on these masterpieces for a while now and could use a
youthful opinion. It’s so very rare that I come upon someone as young as
yourself in shop like this. I need to keep things fresh for the new generation
of teens thinking about getting tattooed. And you look like you would be
popular with the ladies, kid. So come, don’t be shy. Take a peek at my work.”
If only being popular with the ladies was true, things would not be so damn
messed up right now. Naruto reluctantly took a look at the man’s work. Mize
well since there is nothin better to do…
Flipping through a sketch book, Naruto was surprised on how good most of the
drawings were. There was a variety of styles ranging from tribal, to realistic
and even cartoon. Each drawing had immaculate detail. He found himself
captivated by one in particular. It was one of the more simple designs of a
swirl shaped pattern with tribal designs reaching around the outside of the
whirlpool like center. He had no idea what drew him to this particular sketch,
but he loved it.
“Oh, I see you like the ‘Eight Trigrams Seal’. That an interesting choice, kid.
It is said to protect you from your personal demons. Or so that’s what a voodoo
priest told me in New Orleans’s during Mardi Gras.” He paused with a wistful
look in his eyes. “Damn, those were some of the best nights of my life…”
“Umm, okay…well I like this one allot.” Naruto pointed to the Eight Trigrams
Seal. “The frog one is great too.”
Jiraiya snapped out of his train of thought, “I’ll tell you what, boy. If you
could advertise your tattoo—preferably to all the pretty ladies—I can arrange
it so you can get it, seeing as you are probably too young to get one.” He said
after scanning Naruto’s body up and down. Naruto shifted uncomfortably from the
assessing gaze.
“Hmm…I think the perfect spot for the tattoo would be right here.” Jiraiya
lifted up the boy’s shirt so quickly Naruto couldn’t stop the assault.
Naruto froze in shock for a moment as large hands pressed against his stomach
before snapping out of the temporary stupor. “What the fuck, Pervy Sage?! Get
your hands off me!”
“Chill out, kid.” His hands retreated when Naruto jumped back.
“It’s Naruto!” He grit out with clenched teeth and blazing eyes. He was sick of
being called kid. Fuck it, he was getting sick of this creepy old man who
seemingly had no boundaries.
 “What? Fishcake?”
“My name is Naruto Uzumaki. Not kid.”
“Oh. Well, Naruto, I was only trying showing you wear a tattoo like that would
look perfect on you.”
“Did you have to touch me? You know, you could have just pointed in the general
area like a normal person would have.”
“I’m a physical kind of guy…anyways, enough arguing. How ‘bout it, Naruto, a
tattoo for advertising to the ladies?”
“I don’t have enough to cover the price of something that nice in a place like
this.” Naruto bowed his head in shame. A place like this was not cheap. It
would take him a full summer working part time to cover the cost.
“Well…I think we can work around that. I will cover the cost if you think you
could get—let’s say, a particularly large breasted woman into the shop for a
conciliation?”
Principle Tsunade flashed through his mind. “I think I can manage that.” Naruto
said hesitantly. He rather keep all his bones in tact this semester but the
offer was too damn good to pass up.
Jiraiya’s eyes lit up with excitement and something else. “Great!” He bellowed
loudly and slapped Naruto on the back. “It’s settled then. I’ll inform Pain of
the plans. Just sit here and wait until someone calls you back.”
“Seriously?” Naruto’s eyes shown like sapphires glittering in the light.
Naruto could hardly believe his luck. An hour ago he had no plans and now he
was getting a tattoo done by one of the best artists in the country—if not the
world—for free. This shitty day was looking considerable brighter.
Naruto listened in over what sounded like an argument between Jiraiya and
another man which he guessed was Pain by the voice. A few minutes past before
Jiraiya emerged from the back and told him that everything was taken care of
and that he better not back out of his deal on bringing in some ‘hot chicks’
for business. Naruto promised his word was good and then the strange man left.
Hopefully that was the last time he would ever see him.
Yahiko entered the waiting area about ten minutes later to take Naruto into a
small cove next to the room Kiba was in. Perfect. Peeking around the wall,
Naruto tried to make out what Kiba was getting tattooed but all he could see
was the back of Pain blocking the view. Bummer.He still couldn’t figure out why
his best friend was being all secretive about it. Not like he wasn’t going to
see it in a few hours anyways for fucks sake!
“Take off your shirt, Naruto.” Yahiko said in a deep masculine voice.
Naruto shivered when he heard the command spoken with a sensual voice. Dammit.
What the fuck is wrong with him? Now his body reacts to every hot male in
proximity? Fucking teen hormones. Hopefully Yahiko didn’t take notice of his
reaction or this was going to get embracing real quickly if he couldn’t keep it
together. Composing himself as best he could, Naruto quickly pulled off his
shirt and set aside before taking a seat.
“So, you’re up for double the pain today, I see? Quite the little masochist,
aren’t you? I’m impressed. A tattoo and nipple piercing is quite daunting for
someone so young and new to the field. One ear piercing isn’t exactly the same
thing.” He winked at the wide-eyed boy before slowly sauntering over. “But I
get it, little Naru… I’m a bit of a masochist myself—if you couldn’t already
tell by my many piercings. Don’t worry, you’re in good hands.”
Yahiko’s voice deepened further into husky pure and his hazel eyes darkened a
few shades.
 “I’m not little boy anymore, dammit! Do boys carry around a six-pack?” He
shouted angrily. If one more person referred to his as a little kid again he
was going to fucking lose it.
“I suppose so…” Yahiko leisurely looked the blond up and down. “But, you got a
lot of…thingsto learn before I no longer view you as little Naru.”
Naruto fidgeted nervously at the implication and heated gaze Yahiko was giving
him. His heart beat rapidly and cheeks heated when the sexy orange haired man
leaned in closer, hovering only inches away.
It has been about five years since he had seen Yahiko last. Before he was ever
sexually attracted to males or females. Now it seemed the hormonal floodgates
had been blown fucking wide open in the past six months.
He could now fully appreciate Yahiko’s features in new light. The man had
gotten several facial and ear piercings since then, which had only enhanced his
natural beauty. Naruto had also noticed he had filled out more and added a full
sleeve on his right arm. While he had always been an attractive guy, he now
screamed fucking sexy bad-boy with confidence and the attitude to back it up. A
tight, black tank-top and skinny black jeans completed the look.
Crist, he really some needed uglier friends…
“Are you sensitive?” Yahiko continued.
“Ummm, what?” Fuck. He was practically drooling with Yahiko hovering so close
over him. A light brush on his nipple made him gasp.
“Guess that answers my question.” He smirked when Naruto’s nipple turned hard
instantly. “This might hurt a little more with how sensitive you are. Any
preference to which side you want pierced?”
Naruto’s stomach twisted into knots and was closer than he would like from
growing wood. Why the fuck was his hand still on my nipple?
“R-right?” Naruto stuttered out. It sounded like a fucking question.
Get-it-together, get-it-together, get-it-together…Naruto chanted over and over
in his head, keeping his eyes focused on the wall. Think of Jiraiya naked!
Squeezing his eyes shut, he pictured the creepy old man naked in the high
school boy’s locker room. It worked. All the blood threatening to pool in his
groin receded immediately. He breathed out a sigh of relief.
Yahiko slowly slid his teasing hand resting on Naruto’s left nipple to his
right side. This time, Naruto failed to stop a moan from bursting out. So much
for that plan working...
“Uh…Yahiko, w-what are you doing?” He panted.
A throaty chuckle escaped the man’s sensual lips. “Can’t a man have a little
fun? Just relax, Naruto. I find it easier to pierce when the nipple is erect.”
That’s not going to be the only thing going to be erect if he doesn’t hurry the
fuck up!
Before Naruto was forced to adjust himself, Yahiko marked the each side of the
nipple with a dot and applied betadine over the sensitive skin. With practiced
ease, he placed on clamps to stretch the skin tight. It looked a little kinky.
“Okay, you ready for this?” Naruto nodded his response before Yahiko proceeded
to the next step. “Take a deep breath.”
Grabbing the sterilized needle on the work bench, he quickly inserted the
needle through one of the marked spots on the nipple. Naruto’s only reaction to
the pain was a sharp gasp. The titanium hoop was quickly inserted right after
while plyers sealed the hoop ring shut.
“Nice job, Naruto. Now we can have some real fun and get started your first
tattoo. Jiraiya already gave me the outline, so give me a few to sketch it to
size.” Yahiko said soothingly then walked out of the room.
Naruto gave a shaky smile, the piercing stung like a bitch so he was pretty
nervous about the tattoo right after. Both from the spontaneousness of it and
how much it was likely going to hurt. It was such a sudden decision he hoped he
wasn’t making a huge mistake. But really, how often does some lucky bastard get
a free tattoo designed by a top artist in field by the best shop in the country
without paying a dime? The answer was never.
Fidgeting in the seat out of boredom, Naruto decided to get up and check on his
friend while he waited for Yahiko to come back. Walking over to the other room,
he could see Kiba struggling to keep his cool by the way his hands were
clenched tightly on the armrest and continuous stream of whimpers.
Much to his delight, Naruto could now tell where the tattoo was located—his
face. What the fuck is he thinking?
“Uh, Kiba? You know I love you and all, man…but seriously, a face tat?! Are you
tryin to lose every job opportunity before you have even started a career yet?”
Pain immediately stopped the machine at Naruto’s intrusion. Kiba let out a
pained moan now that he could speak freely.
“Fuck that hurts!” Kiba shouted. “Fuck off, Naruto. You know I’m going to be
working at my families vet clinic once I graduate from vet school. They won’t
give a shit if I’ve got a tat. Well…my mom might be a little upset, at first.”
“A little?! I think your underestimating both your mother and sisters reaction.
They are crazy on a good day, but this!” Naruto waved his hands up and down in
erratic movements around his face.
“Naruto,” Pain sighed with irritation. “Please leave give my client some
privacy. You’re already testing my nerves with the little deal you somehow
managed to strike with Jiraiya. Tattooing a minor is something we take very
seriously in this shop. I have no issues with kicking your ass out if you start
disrupting paying, adult clients.”
“Tattooing a minor?” Kiba asked. His face scrunched up in confusion before
hissing out in pain from the sudden movement. He looked between both men
standing in the room, seeking answers.
Naruto immediately glanced down to hide anything his expressive eyes would
surely give away while taking a few steps backwards out of the room. “Err…I
should go now.”
“You’re shittin me,” Kiba’s eyes widened in sudden realization.  “Please tell
me you are not that minor? Dammit, Naruto! You have—not one—but twopolice
officer dads plus one fucking psycho of a big brother. Once they find out—and
they fucking will—that you came here with me, I will be framed for murder! I’m
too young to go to prison. I just turned 18…I don’t want to spend the rest of
my life getting ass-raped behind bars! You may like cock up your ass, but I
sure…”
“ENOUGH!” A loud roar silenced the panicked boys on the spot. “Kiba—Shut. The.
Fuck. Up. And Naruto, leave. Now. Goddammit…this is why I don’t tat kids.”
Kiba winced and Naruto ran back to his seat. The room was silent and the
atmosphere intense.
Rubbing his face in exasperation, Pain continued. “Now, keep quiet so I can
finish this damn piece. You and Naruto will be fine. God only knows this is not
the craziest thing you have done if you’re friends with that kid.”
The machine buzzed back to life before Kiba could say anything.
“Causing trouble already, Naru?” Yahiko walked into the room holding up a sheet
of paper with a stencil on it.
“Wasn’t my fault!” He pouted childishly, arms crossed.
“Whatever, I don’t really give a fuck. Let’s just get this fitted on you so we
can start already. I’d rather get this over with quickly before Pain loses his
shit any more than he has already. He’s a nightmare to deal with when he gets
in one of his moods.”
Yahiko placed the stencil flat on Naruto’s lower stomach. After a small
adjustment both were happy with how it looked to start tattooing. Naruto forced
himself to relax after the few initial pokes of the needle. It felt like an
annoying pin pricking you over and over again.
“Jiraiya must’ve taken quite the liking to you.” Yahiko started the
conversation casually while tracing the lines of the stencil. “That man doesn’t
take much interest in anyone without a massive rack anymore. Pain, Konan and I
were his only apprentices actually.”
“Donno,” he shrugged. “Maybe he’s got this pity orphan thing going on.” Naruto
grinned and relaxed fully now that his mind was tuned in on the conversation.
It was nice to be able to casually talk with an old acquaintance again. The
conversation flowed naturally.
“Hm.” Yahiko huffed. “Unlikely that he knows about you’re street rat history,
even with the few town hunts to find your scrawny ass when you ran away from a
foster home. That man has been traveling for a while now. He only showed up a
few months ago and is now more of a pervert than tattoo legend.”
“That much was obvious…”
“Yeah, sorry about that. We try to keep him out of the shop so he won’t pester
any female clients. He’s scared a few women away before by asking to take
photos of their tattoo…nude shots only.
Anyway, enough about him. How have you been doing? It’s been so long since I’ve
seen you last. Pain mention you finally got adopted a few years back,
congratulations.”
Naruto hisses when the needle went over a sensitive spot on the hip bone.
“I’m doing pretty good, things have been a little…complicated recently. But
nothing I can’t handle. Try to keep it down with the history though, my best
friend’s in the next room. I would rather not have the entire fucking school
know that I’ve been homeless. No buddy I’m around with has known me as long as
you have, some things I would rather keep secret.” Naruto peered solemnly at
Yahiko.
Naruto’s youthful face suddenly looked much older than how any 17 year old
should look. Eyes that shown loss, betrayal and horror. Eyes that appeared all
too familiar as they were the same as his every time Yahiko looked in a mirror.
“Fair enough, kid.” His hands flew up in surrender. “But do you seriously think
no one in your life knows about it? You were in the paper a few times under
missing person, if I recall.”
“Not that I know of. There is a chance my adoptive father, Iruka, knows. That
is, if the orphanage bothered to put it on my file. But he has never brought it
up, so I don’t know. I had a large file after all…”
“Ha. I’ll bet. You were always getting into trouble. But that’s not what is
bothering you, is it? I can tell somethings wrong. Your smiles are strained
enough to rival the Mona Lisa and you are way too fucking quite. So spill.”
Yahiko demanded.
“Dammit. Why can everyone read me like a fucking book?” Naruto groaned and gave
a long pause before deciding to unload. He needed someone to talk to, and
Yahiko would make the perfect candidate. “About six months ago I started dating
a guy.”
Yahiko raised an eyebrow urging Naruto to continue.
Naruto sighed, he spoke quietly while Yahiko branded him with a needle. “Then
last night…another man came on to me. Like, hard. Someone who I care deeply
about. Someone who I can’t lose. I don’t know why he did it or what going to
happen between us now or how the hell am I going to confront my boyfriend when
I see him next.”
Pausing the machine, Yahiko looked directly into Naruto’s panicked azure eyes.
“Wow. That’s more than I expected you to reveal. It must be serious for you
then... Are you sexually interested in this special person?”
Naruto nodded shyly.
“Hmmm, and you probably are thinking ‘does he like me,’ am I right?” Yahiko
continued after a flush betrayed the boy’s face. “Look, I know you are not used
to being in a family—having people who love you, but you got to get used to it
now. You are a good person Naruto, you gotta leave your past behind and allow
others to love you and think more highly of yourself. They aren’t going to
leave you, or hurt you. Don’t be pushing everyone who gets close away. Just go
with what feels right.”
“Hmph, did you get that from a book or something?” Naruto looked to the side
while fidgeting his fingers.
“Probably,” he smirked. “But that doesn’t make it any less true, no matter how
cliché it sounds.”
A familiar buzz filled the room as Yahiko continued on with his work. Naruto
pondered over everything he said. Did that mean Sasuke really liked me, more
than a brother? If so, why hadn’t he mentioned it sooner or gave any hints of
his attraction? And would it even make a difference if we both liked each other
like that?After all, Sasuke still had a company to run after graduation while
he was still in high school and had no future plans. And what about Gaara?
Naruto groaned loudly and Yahiko stopped the needle. “Are you okay? We can take
a break if you need it.”
“No…no, keep going. It’s just my brain, so much to process and too many
questions left unanswered.” Lifting up a hand, he rubbed his tired eyes.
“You should talk to this ‘mystery’ guy. If you’re as close as you suggested
earlier, the guy must have been wanting you for a while now. I bet my career
that he stillwants to be with you. You have a special way of making everyone
want to a better person whenever you’re around. Don’t of think yourself as
being unworthy of someone else’s love. But if you don’t believe me, ask him
what he feels for you for yourself. You will get your answer and can make a
decision on who you really want to be with.”
“You make it sound so easy.”
“It really is once you man up and get past your self-sacrificing ways. You
deserve a family and to be happy.”
“Sounds like you know a bit about this from personal experience.” Naruto
observed him curiously.
“You could say that. Being in a committed relationship with two partners makes
me a fucking seasoned vet when it comes to relationship issues. Now…how bought
we leave the therapy session for another day and get this tat done, than I can
close this damn shop and have hot angry sex with my man.” Yahiko winked and
gave a wicked grin. His gaze shown a hint of lust and malice.
“Dammit Yahiko! Why did you have to go there?!” Naruto screeched while Yahiko
laughed wholeheartedly.
An hour and a half later both Kiba and Naruto were walking out the door with
huge smiles on their faces. Well…as much of a smile as Kiba could muster with a
new tattoo on each cheek.
“I can’t believe you were able to get a tattoo, and for free! You are one lucky
son-of-a-bitch. But there is no way in hell your crazy family can find out
until you’ve turned 18. So keep your fucking shirt on until then, got it!” Kiba
wacked Naruto on the shoulder playfully.
“Yeah, yeah. I think I can manage. But, seriously, a face tat? What the fuck
were you thinking?!”
Both boys jumped into the car. “Hey, I love it, don’t be hating. Where to next,
my friend? The night is still young…unless you got somewhere else to be on a
Friday night.”
Naruto thought for a minute before responding. “How bout some ice cream?”
“Sounds great!”
“And while we are at it, you are telling me exactly how the fuck you know Pain.
I want to know everything, no skimping on the deets!” Kiba demanded firmly as
they made their way towards Cold Stone Creamery.
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Chapter End Notes
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***** What is love? *****
Chapter Summary
     Sasuke has the hots for his stepbrother Naruto. After Naruto comes
     home wasted one night Sasuke takes advantage of him, and later uses
     it to blackmail Naruto into sleeping with him. What will happen when
     Naruto’s boyfriend Gaara finds out about their relationship?
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Chapter 6: What is Love?
 
 
Unlocking the front door of the mansion with an old set of spare keys, Sasuke
entered his once called home and headed straight towards the liquor cabinet to
pour himself a drink. Preferably something very strong.
While it was considered rude for him to barge in unannounced after not seeing
his older brother in nearly a year—since he last packed up his belongings to
move in with his new family—but he ready didn’t give a damn at the moment. He
was fucking exhausted, and there was no way he was going to be conversing with
Itachi sober. Especially after the painfully long day he already had.
After waking up at five in the morning, he couldn’t go back to sleep after what
he had done to Naruto. While it had been one of the most spectacular 20 minutes
of his life, it was also the worst. Even so, when he woke up in a spooning
position with his erection digging into Naruto’s perfect ass, it took
considerable effort not to side the blondes boxers down soft thighs and burry
his cock deep into that delicious tight heat that he only got a taste of last
night.
And that scared him.
Uchiha’s don’t lose control. Ever. And losing control was exactly what happened
last night, in epic proportions. Now he was terrified that it might have cost
him the most important person in his life. Naruto.
So he got up and ran. Ran like a fucking coward until his lungs felt like
bursting and muscles burned with fire. His intentions were to clear his head
and hopefully bring a sense of clarity with answers to his problem, but it
didn’t. It only managed his fatigued body even more.
After the run, Sasuke swiftly grabbed his book bag from the bedroom and shoved
in his laptop, assignments, and a few days’ worth of clothes in before silently
exiting the house on the back of his Kawasaki H2. All before Naruto even opened
his eyes.
He wasn’t so sure that was the smartest move—running away from his problems,
but at the time he needed to escape before he did something he would regret.
Like finishing what he started with Naruto last night…
So now, here he was…breaking into his brother’s liquor cabinet and chugging a
glass of Crown Royal like some goddamn teenager trying to sneak into their
parents liquor stash. It was fucking pitiful. Not the highlight of his life, at
all.
A clearing of the throat alerted Sasuke that someone else was standing behind
him. It didn’t take even a second to guess who.
“My, my Sasuke. Make yourself at home why don’t you? Are you taking up drinking
as a sport now, because I really must advise you that doesn’t usually end very
well. You could have said hello by the way—or knocked— before deciding to empty
my liquor cabinet.”
Sasuke bristled at the familiar deep voice coming from behind, near the main
hallway. He shook it off and poured himself another glass of whiskey.
Immediately bringing the glass to his lightly chapped lips, he shot the smooth
amber liquid down, loving the comforting warm feel it left in his stomach after
the initial burn going down. Only after shooting the courage boosting drink did
he acknowledging his brothers presence. “Itachi.”
Dressed in a dark robe and looking as intimidating as ever, Itachi gracefully
walked up from behind the younger raven haired man. He reached over, grabbed a
crystal glass from the shelf and poured himself the same thing Sasuke was
having. “Oh, come on now. Am I really that horrible of company? You are the one
who came to me for advice, after all.”
“Not in here, Nii-san.” Sasuke grumbled with a clenched jaw. It was bad enough
he had to resort to getting help from his devil of an older brother, but there
was no fucking way he was going to have any nosy house staff eavesdropping.
God…he hated asking Itachi for advice—or anything really. He was ruthless on
the best of days and downright demonic at the worst. Itachi’s lack of morals
was the main reason why Sasuke wanted to work in his families company instead
of choosing a field more to his liking. He wanted to build up the families name
in a more positive light. Erase the ruthless cutthroat style his father and
brother had created.
Sasuke had learned long ago that nothing comes free when dealing with Itachi,
and the price was rarely worth it. On the other hand, Naruto was worth any cost
no matter the price or even his dignity.
“Let’s take it to the office, shall we?” Taking a long sip of the whiskey,
Itachi then turned back toward the hall where he had appeared from and walked
away without glancing back to see whether Sasuke followed or not.
“Bastard,” Sasuke muttered under his breath.
Following his brother close behind, he paused a moment before entering through
the door that leads to his father’s old office. Not much had changed in over a
decade. The walls still hung old family portraits that went back many
generations. Bookshelves took up the left sides of the room. And in the center
of the room showcased a massive oak desk worthy of a president. It even smelled
the same.
Sasuke despised this office and Itachi knew it. Not only did it hold many bad
memories of his father spending most his time in there and scolding a younger
version of him in here, but it was also the place where he had found his
father’s mangled corpse lying in a puddle of his own blood. He shivered and
grimaced at the gory memory but followed Itachi in like a good little duckling
anyways, but not before bringing in the bottle of whiskey with him.
“Take a seat.” Itachi ordered as he made his way to sit on the chair behind the
desk. Looking very similar to a king sitting on his thrown. “Now, tell your
Oniisan what’s causing you to drink like a fish out of water. I don’t recall
ever seeing you drink much.”
Sasuke frowned, pondering as to what and how much he was willing to share as he
took a seat in a comfortable arm chair. The hint of humor lacing Itachi’s voice
worried him a little. He had already given away too much by his actions and he
could tell by the warm feeling in his stomach that was calming his nerves, he
was going to end divulging more than he would like.
Fuck it, he decided. Just tell him what he wants to know and get this shit over
with.
“It’s Naruto. I…did something, something bad. Bad enough that I don’t think he
can ever forgive me.” Shit.Did he just shutter?
Itachi reclined back in his chair. His piercing red eyes stayed locked onto
onyx as he studied Sasuke’s expressions carefully. His perfectly chiseled face
remained in an ever present expressionless mask that gave nothing away.  
“I thought this might have something to do with Naruto.” He sighed, his tone
softened after hearing the vulnerability in Sasuke’s voice. “Do you honestly
believe that what you have done could tarnish a bond as seamless as yours? Not
to mention, we are talking about one of the most forgiving and trusting person
that I have come across. Have you even tried talking to him? I’m guessing not,
or you would not be here right now. You were never one to apologize or talk
things out, Otouto.”
Sasuke glared harshly at his older brother, hating the condescending tone in
his brother’s voice. Most men would cower under such a look, but of course
Itachi wasn’t fazed in the slightest.
“Do you honestly believe that I would be here, talking to you—out of all
people—if I thought a simple conversation and apology could fix what I have
done?” Sasuke growled, he didn’t have patience to beat around the fucking bush
with him.
Leaving sounded really good right now. Maybe find a hotel and shack up for the
night until he found a way to fix this himself. Coming here was likely a
mistake. But in the end, he decided to stay a little longer to see where this
was going anyway. After all, he promised himself that he would do anything to
win over Naruto’s trust that was surely destroyed last night.
“Well, you didn’t give me exactly allot to go on. I am left to assume you used
your go-to-pattern of shutting everyone around you out…in this case, Naruto.
Naruto is a sensitive person…he is not like us, Sasuke. I know you have little
experience in this, but telling him how you feel will get you better results
than you think.”
Sasuke narrowed his eyes dangerously. “How I feel? How the fuck will that
help?”
 “How do you feel about him, Sasuke? Why did you hurt him?”
Itachi continued to keep his expressions guarded and he spoke calmly. Like they
were discussing the goddamn weather.
Sasuke hated how calm and collective he always appeared to be.
“Who said anything about hurting him?”
“I can read it all over your face, Sasuke. Your mask is slipping, little
brother. Quite frankly, it is unbecoming to see you in such a state.” Itachi
said smugly with a barely noticeable smirk.
“Fuck you, Itachi.” Sasuke quickly downed another glass of the smooth amber
liquid and focused on the burning warmth it brought. Before giving Itachi an
answer, he absently traced the condensation that built on the glass as he
debated on a proper response. “I didn’t hurt him, not physically…not exactly
anyway. It’s…more complicated than that.”
“So, you fucked him?” Itachi raised a fine eyebrow in question as his sharp
eyes watched Sasuke’s like a hawk—analyzing every micro expression that
appeared on his brother’s flushed face. He knew he was pushing his limits, but
he needed to confirm his suspicions.
Sasuke’s eyes widened fractionally and he choked on spit.
“No!” Sasuke spoke to quickly. “Why the fuck would you say something like
that?”
“Ah, I see I’ve hit a nerve. Maybe you didn’t go all the way, or you had, I
don’t know and do I give a fuck either way. I must admit though, I thought this
would have happened much sooner. You seem to have more restraint than I if I
were in your shoes, Sasuke.” Itachi finally took a sip of the smooth amber
liquid for himself as a reward for his victory.
“Fuck you, Itachi! I’m not going to play one of your sick mind games. I’m
leaving.” He spat venomously and stood up, stumbling a little bit from the
alcohol and blood rush.
“Sit.”
The single word was spoken clearly and held enough power to command a hundred
men. The intensity in his eyes said it all. Even Sasuke could not refuse the
overpowering presence that his brother held when the occasion called for it.
When Itachi gave an order, everyone listened. Period. He was no exception, so
he sat the fuck back down.
“I’m not finished yet, Sasuke. You came to my house, drank myliquor, and asked
for my advice. You’re not leaving this room until you hear what I have to say.”
Itachi voice was deceptively calm voice, one that left no choice but to obey.
Sasuke swallowed down a thick knot forming in his throat and gave a silent nod.
He felt very much like a child getting disciplined by a parent. Uncomfortable.
Small. Being in his father’s old office only made it that much worse.
“Good,” Itachi relaxed a little and continued on as if the tension in the air
wasn’t suffocating. “I know we don’t talk often to each other or see each other
very much in fact, but I am your brother—you’re only blood left. You may not
believe me when I say this, but I love and care about you more than anything
else. I have obvious made some mistakes in my decisions when it came to running
the company in order to provide you with financial stability instead of being
the brother you wanted…needed. Naruto is the brother you never had. All the
more reason you need to get back to your real family now. You need Naruto as
much as he needs you.”
Sasuke’s eyes widened in surprise that his brother was actually opening up to
him for once. After their parent’s death, Itachi had been always so cold and
focused all his attention on running the family company. No I love you’s or
affection ever came from him. Not once had they talked about the day their
parents died or had any heartfelt conversations since. It was odd and left an
unfamiliar warm feeling in the pit of his stomach.
“I…I don’t know what to say.” That was all he could blurt out. He felt stupid
for not having a comeback, but what could he say if everything he perceived
about his brother was wrong? That Itachi really loved and cared for him.
Fuck, he needed another drink. He felt like his world had turned upside down in
the past 24hrs.
“Well it’s the truth, chose whether to believe it or not. Makes little
difference to me either way. Just know that I keep tabs on what is important to
me. You may think that I know nothing about your life and what is bothering you
so much, but I know more than you think.”
There it was, the catch. He knew Itachi was being too sweet for nothing. “What
the fucking hell does that mean, Itachi?”
“Language, Sasuke. And it simple means that I have been getting weekly updates
on you since you left this house…monthly before that. After all, how am I going
to know whether you’re alive or not if you don’t ever communicate with me?”
Sasuke caught the brief quirk on his lips before it disappeared.
Son of a bitch!
Punching that porcelain face sounded like the best damn thing in the world
right now. Sasuke took a few seconds to relax enough to unclench his jaw and
compose himself before replying. “Who? Who is it that you sent to fucking spy
on your own brother!”
“That’s not important. What is important, is that I think I can help you with
your current situation. And I also have some information regarding the hurdle
you will surely encounter if you choose to continue your pursuit of Naruto any
further. After all, Naruto is an important part of your life so it is only
natural to keeps tabs on his as well.”
Itachi was silently chuckling in his head. He took great satisfaction in
watching his little brothers expressions go from brooding, to flustered, to
rage, and now curious. It was rare to see the younger raven show so much
emotion and he took full advantage of it. It was almost worth losing his spy
over now that he knows he is being watched and will surely find out who.
That peaked Sasuke’s interest. “Go on,” he urged reluctantly, he didn’t want to
come off as too desperate. Hell, he might even consider forgiving years of
being fucking spied on if Itachi could somehow fix his relationship with
Naruto.
Might being the key word.
Itachi gave a deep chuckle after hearing the hint of desperation in Sasuke’s
voice. “First of all, Sasuke, you must understand your true feelings for
Naruto. You love him.”
Love? Of course he fucking loved him. Naruto was the single closest person in
his life. His family. His source of light and happiness in this dark and
unforgiving world. Without Naruto—his little brother—he would be nothing.
“That’s not exactly news, Itachi. I chose him to be my little brother years
ago, even with you as my blood related sibling. I’m a grown man and can easily
be on my own right now. When Kakashi and Iruka got married, I could have stayed
here but I chose to live with them in a cramped small house just to be with
him. They are all my family that I have come to cherish deeply and chose to be
part of.” Sasuke clipped impatiently. His finger traced the lining of the
crystal glass idly, producing a low hum from the vibration.
“That’s not what I mean. What I’m trying to say is that you’re in lovewith
him.” Itachi gave a pause to let his words to sink in before continuing. “And
you have been in love with that boy since the day you decided to rescue him.
The day you two met.”
Sasuke glared at his older brother impatiently. “What the fuck are you talking
about? I am attracted to him, yes. But it’s just lust…you’re suggesting some
type of love at first sight bullshit? No. It’s not that kind of love, it can’t
be. Uchiha’s don’t do that kind love.”
Anger was burning deep within his stomach. How dare hesay that to him.  He
shouldn’t have come here in the first place. A hotel with a bar would have been
a much better choice. Then he could’ve cleared his thoughts with booze and then
go fuck some guy so hard that he no longer desired to shove his dick up
Naruto’s perfect ass. If that were even possible that is.
Not a perfect plan, but a shit ton better than getting relationship advice from
Itachi right now.
“Tsk. Foolish little brother, do you honestly believe that? If anything, it’s
the exact opposite. When an Uchiha finds love—true love—the bond can be
inseparable. It is considered a great asset as well as a major weakness. After
our great Uncle Madara went mad and killed dozens of people after losing his
partner Hashirama, the Uchiha clan discouraged such bonds by arranging
marriages. While it is not an ideal situation, you can eventually learn to love
your selected spouse, lust as mom and dad had done. The benefit being that the
potentially destructive bond of a soulmate will not be there. From what I have
seen thus far, the love you have for Naruto is strong enough to rival that of
Madara and Hashirama’s, if not stronger.”
“What the hell are you talking about, Itachi?” Sasuke spat out angrily and
slammed the glass he was holding on the desk, ignoring the sharp sting from the
glass shattering on impact. Itachi didn’t even flinch. “Not only are you
accusing me of being in love with Naruto—which I’m not—but you’re saying I’m
soulmates with him—not to mention—that I might go mad and start fucking
slaughter people? Bull. Fucking. Shit. You hardly fucking know me, even with
your shitty spies. Don’t pretend you know my feelings about Naruto.”
“Calm yourself, Sasuke! You will not disrespect me in my house and break
mythings.” He roared as he bolted out of his seat.
Hardly having ever heard Itachi raise his voice, Sasuke quieted down
immediately.
“Now,” he continued more calmly and sat back down. “As I was saying, you love
that boy and that is why I need to bring up something that might upset you in
regards towards your little brother.”
Sasuke didn’t like the tone of this brother’s voice and it made him anxious to
know what caught his brother’s attention. Itachi had his undivided attention,
even though his skin crawled with the need to run out of the room and drink
himself to sleep.
“Again, it’s about that guy he is dating…Gaara. Well, I had Kisame do a
background check on that boy and found out the kid has a pretty shady past.”
Itachi reclined back with a serious look on his face, eyes never leaving
Sasuke’s. “It turns out he has a history of being in a mental institution, much
like you after our parents death. Unlike you, however, he’s killed his own
father.”
Gasping, Sasuke’s eyes widened in surprise and he cursed under his breath. The
only thoughts running through his head were of Naruto’s safety. There was no
fucking way he was going to allow his little brother to date a killer.
“God dammit, Itachi. Why didn’t you tell me this sooner? I have got to go back
and warn him.”
“Don’t jump too quickly to conclusions, Sasuke. You don’t know the whole story
and should know better than to judge prematurely.” Itachi paused for a moment
as he took a sip the whiskey. “In the police records…it was reported that Gaara
was abused both physically and emotionally by his father after his mother
pasted away from cancer. Then one night, he snapped after being beaten
particularly bad and ended up stabbing his father in self-defense. Afterwards,
he ended up in mental institute for a few years before being released and
started fresh here in Konaha with his older sister Temari and brother Kankuro.
Who both are apparently terrified of him, by the way. He also has the
tendencies of being suicidal, extremely violent at times, and has been in
gangs. Unfortunately, since he is not from around here, I was unable to dig up
more info.”
Sitting ridged in the chair, Sasuke ran a hand through his hair in frustration
as he went over all the new information. His heart was rapidly pounding in his
chest and he suddenly felt dizzy.
On one side, he felt a brief flicker of sympathy for Gaara’s hard past and the
other was to bury him 6 feet under. He knew damn well how unpleasant it was to
have a neglectful father and the psych ward was a living hell, to put it
nicely. He was grateful that his father had never beat him, but that morbid
fact only concerned him even further. Gaara was used to violence.
Sasuke’s need to protect Naruto beat down on his tired mind.
“Fuck. Fuck, I need to tell Naruto. He has the right to know. He’s got to
know.”
“You shall do no such thing.” Itachi said sternly. “If he wishes to know
Gaara’s past all he has to do is ask him. If Gaara refuses to divulge that
information then you may intervene. It will not do your current situation any
good if you appeared to be snooping around his boyfriends past. You will look
desperate and lose Naruto’s trust even further. On top of that, you are by no
means sober enough to going running off to save your little brother from the
big bad wolf. Now, go upstairs and sleep it off—preferably before you puke all
over my Persian rug. While this has been an enlightening conversation and great
brotherly bonding experience, I must ask you to leave as I still have work to
do.” And with that statement, Sasuke was dismissed.
“Bastard,” he grumbled under his breath.
When Sasuke stood up to exit the office he could feel all that alcohol take
effect. His head swam and he stumbled a little. Maybe Itachi about him having
too much to drink, as much as he hated to admit.
When he managed to stumbled into his old room, he stripped down to his boxers
and flopped heavily on the soft luxurious bed and sighed. The day had been one
of the most emotion days he has ever had, and right now, he needed time to
process all this new information.
God, he missed having his own room…
The day’s events kept playing through his troubled mind but the thing that
replayed over and over the most was when Itachi told him that he was in love
with Naruto. Did he really love Naruto like that? He wasn’t so sure. He had
known he had a stronger bond with him than anyone else—including Itachi or his
deseeded parents. But, love as in soulmates? The attraction was obvious but he
wasn’t convinced it was more.
Slowly his eyes closed and he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
 
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“God dammit, Kurama, I’m so fucking bored.” Naruto groaned while petting
Kurama’s fluffy body curled up on his lap. He tugged on the tail out of boredom
until his feline companion swatted and hissed at him.
It was Saturday and Sasuke still wasn’t home. Kiba was grounded from getting a
tattoo on his face, Gaara was on tour this weekend, and while Iruka finally
made if home, pervert Kakashi was not letting him leave the bedroom for reasons
he would rather not think about.
“Were the fuck is Sasuke? He never just disappears and ignores my texts. That
asshole has a lot of explaining to do when I see him. I’m not just some cheap
one night stand he can get off on and then fucking vanish on me. Fuck.” He
whined childishly and fell back on his bed.
Truth be told, he missed Sasuke immensely. For years now, every weekend they
spent it together. They often sparred and trained for hours in the dojo setup
they had made in the garage. Followed up by video games, chatting or hanging
out. It was their time and Naruto was pissed, sad and a little anxious that
Sasuke was nowhere to be found.
He didn’t know what to think or do now that Sasuke was gone. The house was too
quiet, even with Kakashi and Iruka just in the other room. He tried playing
some video games by himself but got bored quickly. Watching TV had the same
results. He even did his fucking math homework. Not that it will matter
anyway…the teacher will probably accuse him of cheating since he never turns in
homework. Oh well.
Throughout the day he had sent multiple texts to Sasuke and got zero responses
back. It was getting to the point he was worried that something horrible might
have happened to him.
Wanting to keep himself busy to keep from worrying, Naruto decided to go for a
jog to clear his mind. It always seemed to work for his brother.
Pushing Kurama to the side, the cat leaped off the bed as Naruto changed into
some sweats and a T. He then grabbed his IPod and earbuds before heading out
and went for a long run.
By the time Sunday afternoon rolled around and Sasuke was nowhere to be seen,
Naruto was fucking pissed. Not one fucking text back from Sasuke. God help the
bastard if he was okay, because if nothing horrible had happened to him, he
sure as hell was going to make him fucking pay.
Even Iruka kept his distance after one glance of the fuming blond in the
morning.
It wasn’t very often for Naruto to stay angry for long. Sure, he could be
spastic at times and go through bursts of anger but that was what it
was—temporary. On the rare occasions his mood stayed sour everyone kept their
distance, not wanting to provoke the beast within him.
After the run yesterday, his mind had cleared a little. Enough to get him to
view the situation in a more positive light after he considered Pain’s words.
At one point along the run he pasted a couple making out on a park bench and he
imagined what would a future with Sasuke be like? It surprised him on how much
he liked that idea. It should’ve freaked him out as he stilled viewed Sasuke as
his protective older brother, but it somehow didn’t.
Ever since Sasuke touched him so intimately, he couldn’t stop thinking about it
now matter how much he wanted too. He kept thinking about how fucking good it
felt. Heat coiled in his stomach when he recalled the words Sasuke said to him.
No matter how much he wanted to deny it, he was attracted to him and his body
craved to be touched by those skillfully sinful hands again.
But the question remained, if Sasuke held romantic interest towards him, where
the fuck was he now? And the more Naruto thought about that answer, the more
likely it was that Sasuke had used him like he has done to so many others in
the past.
And that made him fucking pissed…
So, after a long day of taking his anger out on the punching bag in the garage/
dojo, venting his opinions on how much of a bastard Sasuke was to Kurama, ate a
pint of ice-cream and five packets of Ramen, Naruto crashed in bed from both
mental and physical exhaustion.
The next morning he woke up to a loud blaring sound coming from the alarm clock
on Sasuke’s side of the room.
Groaning with annoyance, he flipped over and covered his head with the thick
covers as if it would magically make the god awful sound stop. For once, the
gods came through and granted his wish as the blearing noise suddenly stopped
assaulting his poor eardrums. He was too tired to realize how inaccurate that
thought really was. That was until he heard shifting coming from across the
room.
 “Wake up, Usuratonkachi.” A rough baritone alerted Naruto of a familiar
presence in the room before a set of clothes were rudely tossed on him. “You
got 15 minutes to get ready.”
Naruto was suddenly very awake and his heart was racing like a hummingbirds.
His body went rigid with tension after hearing that sexy, condescending husky
voice after so many absent days.
“Sasuke…”
Chapter End Notes
     Hoped you liked it! Please remember to review.
     The upcoming chapters are going to be more exciting now that Sasuke
     is back and as we get closer to the anticipated blackmail scene.
     Sexiness is sure to follow. ;)
     I hope I did an okay job writing Itachi. I love him so much. Right
     now the brotherly relationship is rocky but that will change in the
     future.
     Hope you all had a great Christmas and have a Happy New Years!!!
***** Hot and Cold *****
Chapter Notes
     Holly shit this turned out to be one long ass chapter! And a
     wildcard, meaning mostly just for fun and anything goes. Some parts
     weren’t even supposed to be in it but I got carried away and had fun
     with it. A lot is going on in this one and there are some time skips
     and forwarded scenes to pick up the pace a bit. I know you all want
     me to get to the blackmailing bit already, and we are close. Just one
     more chapter after this. Hooray!
     Warning: This chapter is rated R for sexual content.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
A week had passed since leaving Itachi’s house. Almost immediately, Sasuke
could tell things between him and Naruto had changed and it pained him. At
first, it started out as Naruto being more quiet—almost shy even. Then he
noticed Naruto stopped dressing in front of him and wore baggy shirts to bed
instead of only his usual boxers. While some changes were to be expected,
Sasuke wanted desperately fix his horrible mistakes and get his little brother
back.   
Neither one of them had yet to talk about that night. For the time being,
Sasuke decided to unwisely ignore Itachi’s advice and continue acting as if
nothing had happened. They were both too stubborn to discuss their true
feelings to one another...
Every day that passed by with Naruto giving him the cold shoulder was torture.
Yes, he deserved it but that didn’t make it any fucking easier. His day’s felt
as if dark storm clouds suddenly formed and blocked out all the brilliant
warmth from the sun. It felt lonely without Naruto’s happiness. Dark.
Depressing.
The nights were the worst though. Ever since he got a taste of his delicious
little brother, sleeping in the same room with him made him damn near insane
with lust.
Whenever Naruto fell asleep his pretty, pink lips would part. And he knew
exactly what he’d like to do with them—side inside and have those full, sexy
lips wrapped around his thick cock. Bury himself in so deep that he could see
his throat bulge.
Each and every fucking night Sasuke’s desire only grew until he was so damn
turned on, his dick threatened to burst from the seams of his pants.
Never had it been so difficult to keep his hands off someone before. He wanted
to touch and explore every inch of Naruto’s body, not just his mouth and ass.
The planes of his shoulder blades. The crevice behind his knee. The swells and
contours of all his beautifully toned muscles. Every inch of that smooth
caramel skin until Naruto would beg him for release. Which he would happily
do—in so many different ways.
Sasuke had to grip the sheets to keep from touching him.
When mornings arrived, Naruto’s shirt would ride up a little and the blanket
would inch down, revealing the fucking happiest trail in the world. God, he
wanted to rub his face in those soft blond curls. Breathe in the musky sent. It
was like the world was playing cruel joke on him.
Deciding he needed relieve some tension and hopefully break the ice, Sasuke
asked Naruto if he would like to spar. And what he got in return was the most
beautiful flicker of light that he had seen in those dazzling blue eyes in a
long time.
It was so unexpected that his dick instantly hardened.
Once they both got changed into a pair of workout clothes, Sasuke’s gaze ran
leisurely over Naruto’s body. His eyes lingered on Naruto’s groin a little too
long, causing the boy to blush cutely. He flicked his eyes back up before he
would need to relieve himself in the restroom. Again.
The training went smoothly, like everything between them was normal. Just two
men working out and honing in on their skills. Adrenaline pumped through their
veins, urging them to fight harder—longer.  Sweat slicked their skin as they
kicked, dogged and threw punches. A warm buzz of excitement filled Sasuke’s
stomach whenever their skin touched. They never once hurt each other with their
held back blows. It was fun…familiar, and they both had wide grins on their
face as time went on.
Everything went perfectly until Sasuke pinned Naruto into a wrist lock against
the wall. Then suddenly Naruto started to panic and breathe heavily like he was
hyperventilating. He immediately let go after sensing something went horribly
wrong. Once he did that, Naruto twisted around and punched him squarely in the
jaw, connecting a powerful fist right below his left eye.
The frightened blond ran out of the room and left him behind to deal with his
wound and worried mind.
Fuck. It wasn’t the sting from the punch or the warm blood swelling from his
split skin that hurt the most—it was his chest. All he could feel was the
shattering of his heart after seeing that terrified look in his little
brother’s eyes.
He fucked up. He fucked it all up. And he didn’t know how to fix it…
 
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Ever since Sasuke woke Naruto up nearly a week ago, things have been awkward
and tense around the house. He was still too outraged to say much to him. And
Sasuke—like the bastard he is—acted all calm and cool as if nothing happened.
Bull shit. Like the fucker hadn’t molested him and then disappear off the face
of the fucking planet.
Asshole.
The disappearance only confirmed his suspicion that he only wanted him for the
night and nothing more. Fine. Whatever. He was strong enough to get over it.
Either way, Naruto decided not to bring it up if Sasuke wasn’t. He had a
boyfriend to focus on anyway. A potential relationship with his brother
should’ve never even crossed his mind.  
While he was pissed off and still planning on giving Sasuke hell to pay, right
now his priority was to get things back to normal. As it stood now, tension was
high between them and building every day. He wasn’t going to let his anger
problems and Sasuke’s stupid judgement ruin what they had together.
So, after a long tense week had passed, he was excited when Sasuke offered to
train with him in the dojo. It would be the perfect opportunity to blow off
some steam and get back on a normal track. He only wished he thought of it
first.
After changing into his workout closes, he met up with Sasuke near the entrance
of the garage. When he noticed Sasuke’s hungry eyes checking him out, heat not
only rushed up to his face—but his entire body. One fucking look and his
traitorous body lit up light a fucking Christmas tree.
God. Fucking. Dammit.
Placing all his focus on how pissed he was at Sasuke for using him like a cheap
whore, he quickly snapped out of the trance. He was not going to allow
something like that to ever happen again. And with that thought in mind, he
sauntered in the dojo with his looming brother following close behind with
determination. He did not want to know whether Sasuke was staring at his ass or
not.
It felt fucking fantastic to stretch his legs out and spare with Sasuke again.
All the tension between them instantly disappeared as they leaped around
fluidly on the mat and traded blows. This is exactly what they needed. What
they love to do. Naruto got a thrill from the challenging gleam in Sasuke’s
eyes when he tried a new move or combo. He never felt more alive than when he
trained with Sasuke. Well, that was until he got unexpectedly pinned against
the wall.
Immediately his heartbeat started hammering in his chest and his breathing
picked up to a nearly painful pace. He had no idea what was happening to him.
In his panicked state his body just reacted, and before he knew it, he lifted
and swung a fist—smashing Sasuke’s startled face.
When reality came rushing back, he was mortified. Never had his body reacted on
its own like that before. He hurt Sasuke. Guilt and embarrassment flooded him
as he ran out of the room. 
 
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A week had pasted and thing weren’t looking so good. Naruto hated to think of
the dojo incident and cringed every time he saw the large bruise marring
Sasuke’s angelic features. It was fully healed now, but the wary look in his
onyx eyes made Naruto angry and sad at the same time. Angry because he hated
Sasuke looking at him as if he were a fragile porcelain doll that would break
at the slightest touch. And sorrow because he was responsible for that look.
Since things weren’t going so well between them, so Naruto decided he needed to
come up with something to patch their friendship. He couldn’t stand another
fucking day of Sasuke moping around, looking like a kicked puppy. It wasn’t a
good look on him.
After coming up with a genius plan, Naruto asked Iruka for some help to carry
it out. Okay, a lot of help. He was not skilled in the kitchen. The two of them
spent hours working together in the kitchen preparing the perfect meal. They
cooked Sasuke’s favorite (creamy tomato and spinach pasta), baked fresh dinner
rolls that made his mouth salivate and stomach growl from the heavenly aroma,
and Chocolate soufflé for dessert. It turned out fantastic.
His goal was cheer Sasuke up with a nice family dinner, which was a very rare
thing in this household with everyone’s busy schedules. After all, the saying
goes ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.’ It was true for him at
least. Naruto just hoped his brother would not be in a particularly foul mood
when he came home after spending 12 hours on campus.
While Naruto couldn’t cook worth shit, Iruka was quite the accomplished chief
so the meal both looked and smelled amazing. Even the side salad his Iruka had
insisted on at the last minute looked delicious.
Iruka managed to get Kakashi to set the table after threatening the lazy man
with no sex for the night. Naruto had never seen him move so quickly before.
When Kakashi was placing the silverware on their small dining room table,
Sasuke entered the house in perfect timing. Naruto took pride in his hard work
once he saw the hungry look in Sasuke’s eye. And it wasn’t pointed at him this
time!
With bags under his eyes, he could easily tell how exhausted his brother was.
Probably starving too. It was pretty common for him to skip lunch, even on the
days with long back-to-back classes. Like today. Naruto didn’t know how he
managed, his stomach was an endless pit.
“What’s all this?” Sasuke asked roughly, like he hadn’t used his voice in
hours. He proceeded to strip off his leather jacket and placed his motorcycle
helmet on a small side table near the front door. As he walked further into the
house he groaned loudly from the wonderful smell that only got stronger the
closer he got. “God, it smells amazing in here.”
Naruto’s face heated up after hearing Sasuke hot-as-fuck groan. It should be
illegal for someone to sound that fucking sexy. As if reading his thoughts,
Sasuke turned his gaze from the food being placed on the table to stare
directly into his. He felt pinned by the intensity of that look and was unable
to look away.
Thankfully Iruka broke the moment by barking orders for everyone to get cleaned
up for dinner. No one objected.
The dinner went smoothly and better than expected. The atmosphere was light as
they enjoyed the meal together. Naruto would tell funny stories about Kiba and
Sasuke would laugh quietly and give his own snarky comebacks. It felt like old
times and Naruto was loving every second of it. When dinner was finished and
all cleaned up, all of them took a seat on one of the sofa chairs in the living
room. As they were digesting the fantastic meal they’d just ate, Iruka picked
out a movie on Netflix that everyone agreed on.
The family night was turning out so perfect that Naruto had temporarily
forgotten all the drama between him and Sasuke as he sat next to him. The two
of them were squished together on a love seat. So close together that their
hips touched while Iruka and Kakashi cuddled on the other chair. Overall, the
entire scene would appear very intimate if anyone were to walk in on them.
Right before the movie started, Naruto remembered the chocolate soufflé in the
fridge. “Hold, up. Pause the movie Iruka, ‘m gonna grab some dessert. Anyone
want any?”
Three heads shook a negative while Kakashi and Sasuke grumbled something about
his endless pit of a stomach.
He was a growing boy goddammit!
Springing out of the chair, he grabbed the decadent chocolaty goodness—that had
taken nearly two fucking hours to make after a few trial and errors—from the
fridge along with a spoon.
When Naruto approached the comfy loveseat that he was sitting on only a minute
ago, he noticed that Sasuke shifted into a more relaxed position with his feet
propped up on the low coffee table and his arm draped over the headrest on the
couch. Giving him much less room than before.
“Hey, Bastard. Move over.” He nudged the content looking raven with his foot.
“Hn. Make me.” Sasuke eyed him mischievously.
Naruto was happy to see him in such a playful, light mood. The family dinner
had really payed off. Grinning widely, he plopped down on the seat and shifted
so that his back was leaning against the armrest and then lifted his legs and
plopped them down on Sasuke’s lap.
Naruto didn’t expect the position to be so damn comfortable. He moaned and
wiggled his ass on the cushion in happy pleasure. “Okay guys, we can start
now.”
Sasuke stared wide eyed at the blond.How could he flop his legs so casually on
his lap? It was so innocent and trusting. And that moan…
God, that fucking moan should have only been caused by him. If Naruto did
anything else suggestive he was seriously going to have a problem.
It was surprising enough to see his little brother in such a joyful mood that
he wasn’t going to allow his dick ruin the mood. So, he placed all his focus on
the movie and not the heat of Naruto’s body sprawled on top of him...
As usual, Naruto animatedly commentated on many scenes during the movie. His
expressive face worked overtime during every action, scary or funny bit. He was
so distracted by the awesome flick that he had nearly forgotten the dessert he
had left on the table. He also didn’t noticed Sasuke running his hand
soothingly up and down his legs in a very affectionate manor until he glanced
over to watch his reactions whenever Naruto’s favorite part played on screen.
Butterflies filled his stomach from the intimate touch and he could feel his
cheeks warming. Even though the touch could be viewed as sexual, he didn’t stop
Sasuke once he saw the far-away look in his eye. Naruto knew that look, his
brother was somewhere else entirely. He didn’t want to disturb him so he choose
to view the petting as being friendly and nothing more.
Leaning over, Naruto anxiously picked up the dessert from the table. This is
what he needed. Stabbing the soufflé with a spoon, he greedily shoveled the
chocolate cake into his mouth, a little bit of chocolate oozed out onto the
corner of his mouth.
In one bite all his senses exploded in pure ecstasy as the gooey center melted
in his mouth, coating every taste bud. He closed his eyes and moaned lewdly. He
couldn’t stop the moan from escaping even if he had wanted to. If was so
fucking delicious. Orgasmic even.
A cough came from nearby and Naruto felt his legs being lifted as Sasuke placed
a pillow over his lap before setting his legs back down on top. Naruto peaked
open an inquisitive eye and noticed Sasuke looked a little pale. Paler than
usual anyway.
“You okay, Suke?” He asked lazily.
Hooded dark eye lowered to stare at his mouth.
The only response that Naruto could hear from him was a grunt and a stiff nod.
Naruto shrugged and continued to eat while watching the movie. He missed the
‘calf message’ that suddenly stopped.
About an hour and a half later, the movie came to an end and Sasuke looked a
little more composed but he was still stiff as a damn board.
Naruto’s eye lids felt heavy. Like they had lead weights attached. He was ready
for bed after all that good food and being in a cozy, relaxing house with all
the people he loved most in the world. A lazy smile played on his face as
thoughts of how amazing this day turned out. He felt happy, content, and loved
as he got up to stretch and head for bed.
He didn’t see a feverish set of eye’s watching his ass as he shuffled out of
the room… 
With ever watchful eyes, Kakashi noticed Sasuke’s not-so-subtle stare and
cleared his throat. The silver haired man narrowed them and raised a brow once
he got his son’s attention.
Sasuke glared at the disruption. He was enjoying the view. Looking over to see
who dared to interrupt him, he saw his ‘father’ shooting a glare right back at
him. Aww…shit. Once he caught the knowing and very disapproving look in
Kakashi’s eye’s he cursed under his breath for getting caught.
Not wanting so stick around for a lecture, Sasuke adjusted himself before
placing the pillow to the side and got up to leave. On his way out, he made
sure to politely thank Iruka for the dinner and stalked off after his favorite
blond.
 
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It took only a few minutes for Naruto to crash in his bed after changing,
before Sasuke had even time to enter the room. The day went perfectly, much
better than he could have ever imagined. Over the night however, it went a
little differently…
Naruto woke from his deep slumber after hearing a strange noise. It sounded
like a light rocking sound on a bed. Odd. Maybe Sasuke was using the technique
to try and fall asleep? He did that on occasions himself. But, there was
something more jerky about the way he was rocking.
Fuck, was he jacking off?
Lying on his stomach, Naruto peeked one eye opened and looked towards Sasuke’s
side of the room. Through the darkness of the room he could only make out his
brother’s nearly glowing face and silhouette from a faint glow of a tablet
resting on his chest. Oh, god. He was watching porn and touching himself.
Shit!
His previously sleepy, limp dick sprang to life after watching Sasuke’s hips
trusting up into his hand—fucking himself. He was covered up by a thin sheet,
but it left little to the imagination. Naruto could see nearly everything. The
impressive tent from his erection, bent, spread opened legs lifting his narrow
hips up in down. And the occasional outline of a fist stocking the tip of his
shaft.
Fucking Crist, that was hot.
Naruto felt his blood boil and his breath turned shallow and raspy. Now that he
was wide awake and his senses were on full alert, he could hear more sounds.
Like the slick, wet squelch from whatever lube Sasuke was using and his heavy
panting.
Fuck, there was no way he was going to get back to sleep with a hard on.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Naruto shifted so that his legs were spread further
apart and he cupped his boxer covered erection with his palm.
Shit, was he really going to do this? Rub one out in the same room as Sasuke?
Fucking masturbate to the sound of his brother? This was wrong on so many
levels.
Then Sasuke started moving faster, thrusting harder, small whimpers escaped his
lips.
That’s when he decided yes. Yes, he was going touch himself in the same room as
him…thinking only of him. Out of curiosity, Naruto wondered what the young
Uchiha was watching to cause such a needy, despite sound. Whatever it was, it
made his dick leak like a faucet.
Doing his best so stay silent, Naruto slowly rolled his hips, quietly humping
his hand. The friction felt amazing. In fact, it felt so fucking good that he
had to squeeze his lower shaft to keep from coming. He did his best to keep
quiet, but there was nothing he could do about his heavy breathing and drumming
heart. He just hoped Sasuke was too distracted to notice.  
A few moments later, Sasuke’s body shuddered and head ached back with a grunt.
Naruto’s own orgasm was triggered. He bit the pillow to keep from shouting out
as jets of cum erupted from his pulsing cock. His body shook with release. Jizz
soaked through his boxers, coating his hand with his warm seed.
Holy shit.That felt fucking amazing but a little embarrassing at the same time
from how quickly he came. Thankfully he was too breathless to really care.
Rolling onto his side to keep from soiling the sheets, Naruto faced his back to
Sasuke. Only when he heard the man get up and walk into the restroom did he
pull off the blanket and wiped his sticky, cum coated hand onto his soiled
boxers. They were ruined. Before his brother finished cleaning up, he changed
into a fresh new pair of boxers.
He fucking reeked of sex.
If he would have taken a second to look at the tablet laying face up on
Sasuke’s bed, he’d see images of himself wearing only swim trunks on the
screen...
                                        
                                —4 Days Later—
                                        
Friday night came quickly around the corner. The wind was howling out and it
was a cold, gloomy day in early April. Since the weather sucked so much, Naruto
invited his friends over for a game night. Even antisocial Sasuke invited
Karin, Jugo, and Suigetsu over.
Buzzing with excitement, Naruto placed an order for 6 extra-large pizzas of
different varieties, a hoagie and breadsticks using Sasuke’s credit card. Then
he went to change into something much less casual. This would be the first time
Gaara would be visiting and he wanted to make a good impression.
Scrounging through his limited wardrobe, Naruto chose tight, black leather
pants that Gaara had bought for him and a few-sizes-to-small blue T-shirt that
made his eyes pop. After adding a thin layer of eyeliner and some hair gel for
more of a sexed up look and less bedhead, Naruto looked himself over in the
mirror. He didn’t consider himself being a vain person, but damn. He looked
fucking hot. A pair of leather boots, his favorite crystal necklace, and few
squirts of his brother’s most expensive cologne (his broke ass couldn’t afford
the good shit) completed the ensemble.
His sexy boyfriend was going to love it. He was not dressing like this because
Sasuke’s occasional lover going to be over.  
Descending down the stairs to wait for the arrival of the guests and delivery
man, Naruto pasted by Sasuke. He was snacking on cherry tomatoes in the
kitchen. Healthy bastard.
Sasuke glanced up and immediately started chocking on the small ripe fruit. His
pupils dilated and sweat started beaded down his neck. When Naruto approached
even closer his nostrils flared. “Is that my cologne?”
“Um, yeah. It that okay? I won’t use it again if you don’t want.” Naruto asked
nervously.
“No. Keep it. I like it when you smell like me.” Sasuke replied hoarsely. He
set the pint of tomatoes down and quickly left the room.
Naruto heard him mumble something about bathroom and cold shower.  Confused, he
shrugged off his brother’s odd behavior and sat on one of the chairs closest to
the front door. He played a game on his cell phone and sent out a few texts
while he waited for everyone to arrive.
It didn’t take long for his friends to start trickling in. First it was Kiba
(big surprise) with two cases of beer in hand, followed up by Sakura, Hinata
and Ino who all came together. Karin and Suigetsu also arrived together, they
bickered as they walked through the door. Next up was Shikamaru and Gaara, who
arrived within 10 minutes of each other. And the pizza arrived just before the
Gaara showed up. All in all, it was a great turn out. The only people who were
missing was Choji and Jugo. They ended up skipping for family reasons.
“Hey, Babe. You look hot.” Gaara greeted huskily, wrapping his arms around
Naruto’s waist, pulling him in closer to his body. “Nice place you’ve got here.
Cozy.” He nuzzled and pressed his lips against Naruto’s.
Naruto opened eagerly, his body melted against his boyfriends. “Mmmm…missed you
too.” His breathy response encouraged more kisses from the Gaara. Pressing
harder against him, Naruto wrapped his arms around his neck and deepened the
kiss.
Placing peppering kisses along his jawline, Gaara kissed and licked his way
down his lover’s neck. He nuzzled his collar bone and smirked when Naruto
arched his head back, exposing his venerable neck for more. He was tempted to
bite the pulse lying below the soft skin between his neck and shoulder.
“God, you smell good.” Gaara growled.
They haven’t had any time alone together in a while and were both craving more.
But, they had company…lots of company. All eye in the room were on them.
“Fucking hell, get a room you two.” Kiba shouted over his shoulder, the girls
were all blushing and giggling.  
“I think we better stop now.” Gaara mumbled while he still continued on sucking
Naruto’s tender flesh.
“Hmm? Since when do you care what Kiba says.” Naruto moaned. He was not done
yet.
“Since your brother is wielding a large knife and glaring at me like he might
use it for purposes other than cutting a steak hoagie in half.”
“Shit!”
“Yeah, exactly. Now let’s join the rest of your friends before we take this
party somewhere more private… As much as I would like that idea better, I doubt
Sasuke will let me get within 50 feet of your bed.” Naruto blushed hotly at the
suggestion. It did sound good.
“Uh, yeah. Let’s do that…get back to the party I mean. Not the bedroom part.”
A dark chuckle rumbled up Gaara’s chest, flustering his sexy blond even more.
He grabbed Naruto’s had and dragged him towards the others who were all
lounging in the living room, chatting and munching on greasy pizza. He took a
seat at the only available chair left—a small loveseat, how fitting—he pulled
Naruto down with him. He practically forced him sit on his lap. Just the way it
should be.
“Awww. You two are so cute together. I wish I had a man to cuddle with too.
What about you, Sasuke?” Sakura gushed, hearts filling her green eyes as she
stared hopefully at her one true love.
Sasuke huffed. “Yes. I too wish I were snuggled up next to a man.”
Suigetsu burst out laughing and Sakura frowned.
“Well come ‘er then. Daddies got a warm lap with your name on it.” Suigetsu
grinned pervertedly while patting his lap.
“I’ll pass.” Sasuke looked disdainfully at his friend and grabbed a seat
directly in front of Gaara and Naruto’s. Perfect for keeping a close eye on the
two.
Suddenly, Naruto felt anger creep up his spine from Suigetsu’s suggestive
comment. His eyes narrowed dangerously at Sasuke’s friend. He wasn’t sure where
these feelings were coming from, all he knew is that he didn’t want that fake
blond anywhere near hisbrother. Touchinghis brother.
What the fuck. Was he jealous of him? No. That couldn’t be right. He had Gaara.
As in—his crazy hot boyfriend who currently was wrapped tightly around his
waist. Suigetsu just rubbed him the wrong way.
Yeah. That had to be it.
For next few hours they talked about many things. Shared stories, roomers, and
all the drama that was happening in their young lives. They had also spent a
great deal of time stuffing their faces with breadsticks and some mouth-
watering pizza from a small local pizzeria down the block. Chips with dip and a
variety of sodas were available to choose from on the table, although the chips
were hardly being touched.
Everyone except Gaara, Sasuke and Hinata had a few beers. This was not a ‘get
drunk’ party and there was only enough alcohol to help everyone to loosen up a
bit.
For the most part, the atmosphere was relaxed and everyone was enjoying
themselves, with the exception of Gaara and Sasuke—who seemed to be having a
war with their glaring eyes.
Whatever, the two grumps can glare all night for all he cared. He was social by
nature and love having so many friends around. No one was going to ruin this
party, goddammit.
Cards Against Humanity was the first game to be played. Many of the answerers
were very inappropriate and hilarious. Even Sasuke and Gaara broke a smile or
two and laughed on occasion. And much to everyone’s surprise, Hinata one the
round. Who knew the shy girl had such a dirty mind?
When the game ended the talking resumed. But, it didn’t take long for someone
(Karin) to suggest that they should play Truth or Dare. Before the guys could
grumble out a no, Sakura, Ino, Suigetsu and Karin all shouted “In” or a “Yes,”
deciding for the group that it was on.
While Naruto had no problems with playing the game, he was a little concerned
about some of the other players. From past experiences, he knew Kiba would dare
someone—probably him— to do something crazy. He wasn’t so sure about Suigetsu,
but he seemed like the type that would request very inappropriate things. But
the two that worried him the most were Gaara and Sasuke. With the way things
have been between them, shit could get ugly.
Before Naruto could suggest a different game, it was already too late. The
girls had started…
The first round ended up being pretty mild. Almost everyone picked truth as if
wanting to test the waters first. Once the second round started—all bets were
off. Things got allot more interesting.
Karin started by daring Sakura to make out with Ino for 3 minutes. The two
girls got way more into it than expected once they started groping and tonging
each other vigorously. It was definitely not their first time doing that. Kiba
and Naruto cheered from the sidelines, enjoying the show a little too much.
Sasuke looked as if he was going to vomit and Shika just looked bored.
Next up, Shikamaru asked Hinata if she was a virgin. She shyly replied yes with
a blush staining her delicate porcelain skin. Kiba looked as if he’d just won
the lotto.
Wanting to give his best friend a shot at happiness, Naruto dared Kiba to kiss
Hinata. The poor girl was so nervous it looked like she was about to pass out.
Even Kiba looked scared shitless yet ecstatic at the same time. Naruto actually
thought they weren’t going to go through with it and switch the dare to truth.
But Kiba finally manned up and pecked her on the lips. The surrounding players
clapped and cheered when they finally went through with it.
Both of them had small smiles on their face for the rest of the night.
Then it was time for Naruto to do a dare. Kiba dared him to take an ice cube
and run it up and down Gaara’s body until it melted. Without using his hands.
Sly bastard.
Sasuke actually growled at Kiba but Naruto ignored it. The dare could have been
much worse, so he happily accepted the challenge. It wasn’t anything that he
didn’t want to do anyways.
Naruto asked his boyfriend to take off his shirt and lay on the floor while he
went to grab an ice cube from the freezer tray. With a fox like grin, he
seductively sauntered over to Gaara who was waiting patiently on the floor with
a sexy grin of his own.
Fuck yeah. It was on. They were going to give their audience a show.
Crouching down like a feline, Naruto gripped the frozen cube between his front
teeth and slowly crawled up his Gaara’s lethal frame. Their eyes locked on each
other, Naruto paused for effect before lowering himself down. His face
centimeters away from a very cute belly button. Gaara gasped and scrunched his
abdominal muscles when the ice made contact with his heated skin.
Naruto giggled and continued his task, enjoying how sensual it was. He really
wanted to try this again sometime. But in a much more private setting…with
allot less clothes on.
Slowly sliding up the latter of ribs, Naruto swirled his tongue and the ice
cube around each nipple until they were pebble hard and the ice nearly melted.
The redhead groaned and withered helplessly underneath him. He could clearly
see Gaara’s pulse pounding visibly in his throat and his irises were nearly
swallowed by the black pits of his pupils.
Fuck, he liked that. Allot.
“That’s enough, Naruto.” Sasuke growled, eyes flashing red.
“Huh?” Naruto clumsily rolled off Gaara and turned a confused gaze towards his
brother’s outburst. The mood was ruined.
“I said. Get. Off. Him.”
Naruto’s eyes narrowed in challenge. What the fuck was his deal?!
“It’s okay, Naruto.” Kiba butted in before a family feud started. “I’m calling
the dare complete. I got what I wanted.”
“What the hell, Kiba.” Naruto pouted but swallowed down the ice cube anyway. “I
was almost done.”
“Good enough. Now, your turn…Sakura.” Kiba averted the close call expertly. He
knew how to handle the two brother’s when conflict arose.
“Oh! I choose Sasuke. Truth or dare?” Sakura pitched in excitedly. After Sasuke
answered truth the pink haired girl continued. “Have you ever had more than one
sexual partner at a time?”
“Yes.” He answered flatly.
“What?” Sakura squealed. “How many?”
“Hn. I already answered your question. You don’t get two. Don’t you know how
this game works?”
“Aww, fuck! Ino, it’s your turn. You ask it.” Sakura passed it off to her best
friend.
Ino picked it up faithfully. “Umm, okay. Well, how many Sasuke?”
“First off, you didn’t ask me truth or dare…but, I’ll humor you idiots anyways.
Although, I have more than one answer to that question. If we are talking about
a private encounter I must say only two others. In a more…public setting, I
have been in a group of five at a BDSM club. And then there was the two orgies
I was invited too. I have no idea how many people were in either of those. Does
that answer your question?” Sasuke asked in a confident bored tone.
The room went silent for a moment for everyone to process what he said.
“Damn, player!” Kiba hollered and slapped Sasuke on the back of his shoulder.
Sasuke grunted and glared at the familiar touch. “Naruto, my man. We’ve been
going to the wrong parties.”
“Orgies?” Suigetsu piped in. “Fuck, Sasuke. Why didn’t you invite me?!”
Holly shit. Naruto thought to himself as he coughed up his drink. He was aware
that Sasuke got around, but damn. His dick twitched as he thought of all his
brother’s sexual experiences.  
“Okay, enough about my sex life. You’re up next, Shikamaru.” Sasuke attempted
to direct the unwanted attention away from him. Why did anyone care anyway?
“Hmm?” The man half-asleep answered lazily. “Okay, I guess. Suigetsu, I dare
you too strip off all your clothes and run around the yard yelling, I love
goats!”
“What? What the fuck, man? Are you crazy?” The blond whined as he stripped off
articles of clothing. “And what’s the deal with the goats?”
“Donno,” Shika shrugged with a smirk on his face. “Just thought it would be
funny.”
“Fuck. Whatever.” Were Suigetsu’s last words before he ran out the door naked.
After everyone was finished laughing, Suigetsu came back cursing like a sailor.
Afterwards, Gaara dared Sasuke to make out Sakura. To Sasuke’s credit, he put
on a good show. Good enough that the bubblegum pink girl had actually fainted.
Naruto suspected Sasuke did on purpose so he wouldn’t have to kiss her for very
long.
Sasuke came back with a vengeance by asking Gaara whether or not he had ever
committed a serious crime. Never had Naruto seen the man turn so frigid. Gaara
asked for a dare instead but Sasuke looked like he had already won. He then
dared him to French kiss Shika. Both guys grimaced but followed through. It
made a very disturbing sight that Naruto wished he never saw.  
It was Suigetsu’s turn next. He ended up daring Naruto to ride Gaara for 15
minutes.
Naruto thought that was an odd request but did it anyways. What Naruto didn’t
know was that Sasuke and Suigetsu had left the game during the time he was
mounted on his boyfriends lap. The game continued on and when the 15 minutes
were up he had notice their absence.
Immediately growing concerned, Naruto excusing himself and went to go look for
them. Walking through the house, he checked the dojo, downstairs bathroom, and
the small shared office they referred to as the ‘computer room.’ Nothing.
Deciding they had on the upper floor, Naruto climbed up the stairwell and froze
when he reached the landing. Light streamed through a crack in their bedroom
door, illuminating the dark hallway with a faint glow.
Fuck.
With silent footsteps, Naruto creeped slowly across the hallway until he was
near the foot of the door. His heart hammered wildly in his chest as he
eavesdropped. No words were coming from the room, but he could hear a wet
squelchsound.
Dammit, that couldn’t be good.  
Approach even closer, Naruto shifted his body so that he stood directly in
front of the cracked door and peeked inside. What he saw in there made all the
blood rush from his head strait to his dick.
Holly fucking shit.
Standing at the base of the bed, Sasuke stood facing just to his left and
Suigetsu was down on his knees directly in front of Sasuke. Sasuke’s pale hands
gripped bleached-out, platinum blond hair like a handle as he buried his cock
deep inside his friend’s eager mouth. Lewd slurping and occasional choking
sounds, followed up by low grunts permeated the air every time Sasuke rammed
his steel rod down his abused throat.
With the limited angle, Naruto was only able to get a glimpse of Suigetsu’s
face and the base of Sasuke’s thick shaft before it disappeared into pale lips.
But it was enough. No one could mistake what the two of them were doing.
Fuck. Naruto closed his eyes and took in a deep labored breath. He rubbed the
back of one hand over his eyes, as if to erase the images in his mind. It was
no use, he knew they would haunt him every time he closed his eyes from now
on.  He gripped himself firmly through leather pants as he continued to observe
the blowjob happening before his innocent, virgin eyes.
Watching his brother fuck another man’s face was the most erotic thing he’d
ever seen.
This was not like any porno he’d ever seen before—not that he’s ever watched
gay porn before. Even so, this was a lot more brutal then any blowjob he had
ever seen online. Sasuke was ruthless. He was fucking Suigetsu’s face like he
wanted him to suffocate on his meaty cock. And he was. The man would choke
every time Sasuke held his full length down his throat. Even then, Sasuke
wouldn’t pull back until he squirmed desperately for oxygen. On top of that,
the firm grip in Suigetsu’s long hair must have hurt like hell too. It seemed
almost…punishing.
Shifting his blue eyes up, Naruto looked up at Sasuke’s expressions. That’s
when he realized that he had to be right. It must have been punishment. No man
getting his dick sucked and swallowed up like there was no tomorrow would have
a scowl on their face like that. Not only angry faced, it also looked as if
Sasuke wanted Suigetsu to be someone else entirely. But that didn’t stop the
scene from being hot as fuck.
Whatever Sasuke’s fucking deal was, at least it appeared like Suigetsu was
loving every second of the rough treatment by the way his arm was jerking near
his groin. Naruto couldn’t see his front but it was obvious that the man was
jerking off to Sasuke forcing his cock down his throat. The brunet’s anger only
seemed to turn him on even more.
Jesus Fucking Christ.
Naruto’s throat felt dry and his body felt hot, as if he’d been walking
underneath the desert sun for hours. Naruto grabbed the doorframe to better
brace himself while his other hand rubbed his straining erection.
Fuck. He needed leave. He shouldn’t be spying and stroking himself while
watching his brother getting head like some fucking creepy-ass peeping Tom. But
his feet wouldn’t budge. They were like lead weights attached to his quivering
thighs.
The noise from his movements must have caught Sasuke’s attention. Suddenly,
hard, blazing eyes locked onto his.
Oh, shit!
Sasuke’s glare turned from icy to smoldering as soon as their eyes met. The
heat in his gaze was so intense that Naruto forgot how to breathe. When his
lungs started burning he finally remember how. Gasping for air, Naruto dropped
his gaze to break the trance, but it only brought his blue eyes back down to
stare at Sasuke’s saliva drooling cock.
Fuck. Was that what it was like to have a large cock filling your mouth,
blocking your airway—not being able to breathe?
Naruto had the sudden desire to find out. He licked his lower lip and watched
unbashfully. He noticed the thrusting became faster—harder when he watched with
interest. His breath hitched when he rubbed against the head of his leaking
dick. His hips rocked in time with Sasuke’s thrusts. Just when he thought it
couldn’t get any hotter he looked back up in Sasuke’s eyes and nearly blew a
load in his fucking pants.
Oh, Fuck. How many times was he going to cum for his brother? No. He wouldn’t
let it happening. Not again. He made a fucking promise to himself that he
wouldn’t allow anything like this to happen ever again.
Pealing himself away from the wall, Naruto straitened and was about to turn and
run off when he heard his brother shout his name. Looking back, he saw Sasuke
jerking erratically into the other man’s mouth, pumping his thick, hot seed
down his esophagus. It wasn’t his friends name on Sasuke’s tongue when he came.
It was his.
Oh, god. Fuck…just, fuck! He needed to leave NOW. And he did. He ran down the
hallway and into Iruka and Kakashi’s shared room. They were at work so it was
empty. He made sure to lock the door before anyone could bother him.
Breathe. Just breathe. In out, in out, in out…Naruto focused on taking deep
breaths. See? It’s not so hard.
A few minutes later he hear knock on the door. It could have been 10 minutes or
30. He had no fucking clue nor did he really care right now.
“Naruto? I know you’re in there. Look…I’m sorry you had to see that.” Sasuke
spoke softly. Like he was trying to calm a frightened child. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Naruto clipped.
A long pause. “You don’t sound fine.” Sasuke choked out. Naruto could hear him
brushing against the other side of the door. “I sent everyone home. Gaara
really wanted to see you but I stopped him. He told me to tell you he said
goodnight and that he will see you tomorrow. Kiba too.”
“You didn’t need to do that…I was about to go down. I could have handled it.”
He mumbled as he shifted his weight against the door.
“Well, I took care of it anyway. Can you please come out now?” Sasuke pleaded,
his voice so thick with emotion that it was almost unrecognizable. When there
was no response he sighed heavily. “Talk to me, Naruto. Tell me how to fix
this. To fix us.”
Hearing his brother sound so lost and helpless felt like a knife stabbing his
aching heart. “I don’t want to talk about it right now. Not when I close my
eyes and see that blond cockslut sucking you off. Just…give me a moment. I
really will be okay.” He lied. How could this ever be okay?
“Okay…” He could hear the disbelief in Sasuke’s voice but he ended up stepping
back after a moment of hesitation anyways, giving Naruto some much needed
space.
Naruto was thankful for that. His mind was a mess. And not the, warm dirt under
his fingernails after planting flowers in the garden, kind of mess. No. It was
a complete goddamn shit show.
Mostly, Naruto felt disgusted with himself. Disgusted that he was still
attracted to his brother. Disgusted that he was jealous of Suigetsu. He had no
fucking right to be. Sasuke was a single man and he was definitely not.He hated
himself for not being able to look away even when he knew he should. That he
had got so turned on that he would have been on his knees in a heartbeat if
Sasuke had asked…
Fuck, he needed a shower or something. Maybe that would make him feel less like
a dirty slut?
Stepping under the hot spray of the master bath, water beat down on him,
covering him from head to toe. Naruto sighed and closed his eyes, savoring the
heat—the quiet. Images of Sasuke standing naked in front of him flooded his
mind. But, this time there was no Suigetsu in the room.
It was just the two of them.
In the privacy of the shower, he let his fantasies play out and grew hard
again. Not wanting to waste another second, Naruto grabbed his throbbing shaft
and began to stroke. He hissed at the touch. In his mind’s eye, he saw Sasuke’s
heated gaze staring right at him, coaxing him over with the curl of a finger.
His heavy dick stood erect between his creamy thighs, making it clear he was
interested.
Moaning under the pounding spray, Naruto’s breath hitched as he pictured Sasuke
kissing him deeply. He couldn’t remember how his brother tasted from that
night, he had been too high. And now he wished more than anything that he could
remember it. He was certain he tasted as good as he imagined.
Naruto didn’t let the fantasy end there. Images of Sasuke’s sinful body
collided with his present as he gripped his dick tighter in his palm. As the
scene unfolded, his breath came faster. He could see Sasuke guiding his head
down gently, urging him take his cock in his mouth. And Naruto would. God,
would he ever.
Fuck, he had never wanted to taste anything so badly in his life.
Lust shot through him as he thought of wrapping his lips around Sasuke’s
sensitive tip. His brother’s cock would jump in his mouth as he took him
deeper, stretching his lips wide. And when he looked up, he would see pure
desire pouring out of Sasuke’s blazing eyes, melting him to his every core.
They would not be the dark, steely glare that the blond whore received.
He would take him as deep as his body would allow. Naruto trusted fully that
Sasuke would not harm him with bruising thrusts like he had done with his
friend. He would allow him to take control and explore his body in any way he
so desired.
Naruto shifted his legs apart and bent forward so that his face was pushed up
against the tiled wall. His hand snaked behind him and he gasped as he inserted
a digit into his tight ring. Standing directly underneath the soothing spray,
Naruto’s mind ran wild as he imagined himself on his knees begging for Sasuke
to fill his aching hole once again.
God, he wanted that. He wanted it all.
Sasuke would pull him up by the wrists and growl minebefore plunging two
fingers all the way inside him. In his fantasy, he did not need any prep or
lube, it was just pleasure. All he wanted—needed—was for Sasuke to fill him the
only way he could. Their two bodies slid hard against each other as their
tongues fought for dominance. Hands exploring flesh, grunts piercing the air,
moans growing deeper—louder.
Naruto’s balls constricted as the first twinge of a climax began to bear down
on him. He shoved another finger inside of him and hissed. Water was not a good
lubricant. The friction burned his insides but he didn’t stop. He needed to
find that sweet spot that had Sasuke found so easily. But he couldn’t. Not at
this awkward angle or with his small hand. Frustration built inside him until
he gave up entirely and gently pulled out to stroke his cock instead.
Imaging all the filthy things Sasuke would say to him made him stroke faster.
Harder. His sac tightened and convulsed, vibrating on the edge of release. He
slammed a hand on the shower wall, bracing himself, as he worked his dick hard
and rough. His palm beat an erratic rhythm on the wall.
Fuck, he was close.
Arching his back, electric shot through his spine. Pleasure ignited in his
bones. With a guttural shout, Naruto came so fucking hard that when his cum
shot it slashed against the ceiling tile.
“Holly shit,” he groaned as he milked the rest of his orgasm out with a shaking
fist. Naruto shuddered and slid down the shower wall to his knees.
Fuck that was good. So good.
He sat a while longer to catch his breath. He wanted to get up before the water
ran cold but he was worried that he would fall if he tried standing up right
now.
Jesus. What the fuck was wrong with him? What was happening to him?
Chapter End Notes
     So, what section did you like most in this chapter? Do you like when
     I write Sasuke’s or Naruto’s POV better? Please let me know by
     leaving a comment, it helps me know what my audience likes.
     Hope you guys were cool with a little Suigetsu/Sasuke action.
     Obviously it was just for effect and won’t be happening again. Just
     wanted to show innocent little Naruto what he was missing and get him
     hot and bothered. I’m a sadistic pervert…I know.
     The smutty goodness continues from here… ;)
***** Don’t Play with Wolves, Little Fox *****
Chapter Notes
     You guys have blown me away with your awesome comments. I want to
     thank everyone again who took the time to review. It means the world
     to me. This time I even got requests for story suggestions. I’m
     always happy to work with requests as long as they don’t interfere
     with the story line too much. So, if you want a specific sexual act
     played out drop it in the comments.
     I promised smut in this chapter but it ended up being too long so I
     had to split it. But don’t worry, next chapter is close to complete
     and I will have it out by the end of the week, fingers crossed.
     For those who are concerned about Gaara, I know you love him and want
     him to be the one with Naruto or get out of the relationship now, but
     I gotta keep him with Naruto for a while longer. He is an important
     part to the plot. After the blackmail, there will be some more Gaa/
     Naru. At this point of the story Naruto still likes Gaara, he is just
     lusting after Sasuke now but doesn’t see a future with him, yet.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Fuck. That wasn’t supposed to happen. Naruto should never have seen him with
Suigetsu. He had only invited the older man over to help relieve all the built
up sexual tension that was driving him mad. Plus, he really hoped it would take
his mind off his little brother.
Only it didn’t. No. It had backfired in the worst fucking possible way when
Naruto walked in on them.
Sasuke’s not a fool, he knew damn well that his ‘friend’ baited him by giving
that dare to Naruto. Suigetsu was a slut and liked it hard and rough that often
came from when he was angry. The little bastard made a sport of getting under
his skin whenever an opportunity presented itself. He also knew that Naruto was
a big sore spot for him.
There was no way he was sticking around and watching his little brother accept
anothersexual dare with his boyfriend. So, while Naruto was distracted on top
of Gaara’s lap, he grabbed Suigetsu’s arm and led him into the bedroom. Leaving
the door cracked open was a mistake on his part. He was too focused on figuring
out a proper punishment for his deviant friend.
The plan was not ideal from the start, it only grew worse once he unzipped his
fly and popped out his dick. Not surprisingly, Suigetsu swallowed it down like
a greedy whore. And all Sasuke could think about was Naruto. He didn’t want
Suigetsu or anyone else for that matter.
Trying to fight these feelings, he started imagining Suigetsu’s shoulder length
hair go from bleach blond to a more golden hue and cropped shorter in length.
Contact purple eyes morphed into sapphire blue gems. Pale white skin darkened
into perfectly bronzed. His weak lanky body filled out with beautiful lean,
hard muscles. It look some convincing on his part, but once he envisioned all
the subtle differences he was able to let go and fuck Suigetsu’s mouth with
renewed vigor.
But it still didn’t feel right. It still wasn’t what he truly desired, that
was, until he heard a noise coming from the door.
When he looked up and saw the boy he’d been fantasizing about—plaguing his
dreams at night—watching him with a hunger in his eyes, Sasuke almost came on
the spot. Never had he seen that look appear in those dazzling blue orbs
before. The look of raw desire. It was the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He
couldn’t peel his eyes away even as he was fucking another man’s face.
It looked as if Naruto was going to jerk off right in front of him. Because of
him. Not Gaara. No. It was him who Naruto wanted at that moment.
Then something changed all of a sudden, like an imaginary switch turned off in
Naruto’s brain as he made a move to leave. Fuck. He wanted to know what it was
but it was already too late, his orgasm approached and came bursting through
his lions. He came hard down Suigetsu’s throat with Naruto’s name on the tip of
his tongue.
That is when everything took a turn for the worst.
Naruto ran off—likely horrified—and Suigetsu was less than pleased with him, to
put it mildly. After finishing off the rest of his load, Sasuke immediately
zipped back up and ran out to handle matters.
First, clear out the guests.
Secondly, find out if Naruto was okay. It would probably be the last time his
friend would ever allow or ask for any more sexual favors. Especially after
leaving him high and dry.
Obviously, Gaara proved to be a bit of a challenge to kick out. But after
pulling the fiery redhead aside, he tore down his large sport cufflinks
covering his wrists, exposing dozens of track marks along the underside. A few
of the lines were light pink, indicating that they were fairly fresh.
Gaara seemed more inclined to listen after that. It was a bit of a risk but
Sasuke knew all the tell signs, after all, he had a few old scars on him
himself. Sasuke threatened him with exposure if he didn’t back off and leave
now. With some hesitation and lots of glaring, the boyfriend submitted to his
demands and walked out.
It was a bluff but it worked. Sasuke wouldn’t actual ever tell Naruto about
that.He knew firsthand how humiliating and private something like that could
be. Life was shitty enough as it is, no need to expose his moment of weakness
and dark world to someone as pure, and innocent as Naruto.
Kiba was also hesitant to leave without checking to see if his best friend was
okay first, but the dog lover had always been scared of him so it look little
effort on his part to make him to leave. Thank God.
Suigetsu was already gone by the time he got upstairs. The only thing left was
to confront Naruto, now that they were the only people left in the house.
First, he checked the bathroom in the hall, and then Kakashi’s and Iruka’s
room. It was locked, some rustling could be heard behind the door. Bingo.
When he tried to talk things out with Naruto, things didn’t go so well. Instead
of getting down to the root of problem, Naruto shut him out completely. That
had hurt Sasuke more than he would like to admit. They’d been doing pretty good
recently, it was like taking one step forward and being pushed two steps back.
So goddamn frustrating.
That was days ago. Now, Sasuke was in the dojo going at it with a punching bag.
It had been a long day, his skin itched with unease. Naruto had left hours ago
to go to a party, with his boyfriend, in celebration of the bands release of
their first album. Sasuke had a bad feeling about it, and as time went on the
nervous tension only grew. There would be a ton of booze, dirty dancing and
probably even drugs. It was for a rock band for fucks sake.
Growling in frustration, Sasuke punched the bag with all his strength for the
last time, the heavy bag swung, nearly reaching the wall before returning back,
the chains suspending it strained and rattled. Unraveling the white sports wrap
coving his fists, Sasuke found his knuckles bruised and red, but at least the
skin wasn’t split.
For nearly two hours he had been on the bag. His joints were stiff and sore,
body worn and tired, but he still felt antsy, like ants were crawling up his
skin. It wasn’t something he could explain, there was no logical reason why he
felt this way. Stomach turning, Sasuke could sense that something bad was going
to happen tonight. What and when, he didn’t know.
Taking a quick whiff of his pits, Sasuke scrunched his nose up. The smell was
repulsive. First thing first, he needed a quick shower. The hot water would
feel nice on his sore muscles too. Then he would decide what to do next to keep
the paranoia out of his head before he went mad.
He was not going to turn into a stereotypical jealous stalker and follow Naruto
everywhere he went.
If anything we to happen between the two of them again it had to start with
Naruto. He’s seen look of interest in the blonde’s blue eyes, all he had to do
was wait. When the prize was as large as this, he had all the patience in the
world, so long as he got what he wanted in the end.
Stepping out of the shower, Sasuke quickly dried himself off with a towel,
steam fogged the bathroom mirror white. The hot water did help rejuvenated his
sore muscles but it did little in clearing his mind.
While he was in the shower he decided on taking a drive down to one of his
favorite places, the beach. It was actually more like a small cove blanketed
with soft black sand and plenty of wildlife located in a hidden nook along the
Oregon coastal highway. Massive rocks jutted out like statues in the rich blue
seas of the Pacific Ocean made for some truly spectacular scenery.
Often sea lions, sea otters, and porpoises could be spotted not far off shore.
And a little cave on the water’s edge would fill with crabs, varieties of sea
stars and urchins, and countless other small marine life during the low tides.
It was easily his favorite place to go when he needed to clear his mind. Even
with it being 11 at night, would be too dark to see much and cold, the smell
and sound of the ocean held a magic of its own.
Putting on a pair of indigo jeans, a white undershirt and a dark grey V-neck
sweater, Sasuke combed his fingers through his hair a few times before deciding
he looked presentable enough—not that he planned on running into anyone. Once
downstairs, he picked up his motorcycle keys instead of the car, thinking the
fresh salty air along the coastline would calm his nerves just as much as the
beach would.
The days have been getting warmer but the nights were still frigid, especially
near the breezy ocean. He made sure to grab his thickest leather jacket, a pair
of soft lamb skin gloves, helmet and put on leather riding chaps—for extra
warmth and safety. Locking up, he made sure to leave the porch light on just in
case Naruto made it home before him. Not very likely but a guy could dream.
Sleek black metal, chrome and custom leather seats glinted in the dim lighting
as he walked over to the high performance bike. Wordlessly, Sasuke started the
engine and listened to it roar to life. Beautiful.Pulling out of the driveway,
he fired out of the cul-de-sac at a much high speed than the posted limit. It
would take approximately 30 minutes to reach the destination…if he went fast.
The chill air hardily seeped through the riding gear, but anywhere else that
was exposed he could feel the bite on his skin. He hardly noticed, his mind
focused on the road ahead instead and getting too see the ocean again for the
first time this year. It was simply too cold to visit during the winter months
and he was always swamped with essays to write for class.
It was different riding at night. Peaceful. More relaxing without all the
traffic or accidents that daylight brought. The wind whipped around him, he was
in his element as he sped down the quiet highway, never needed to stop or slow
down even once.
In record time he reached his destination, the gravel pullover along the
roadside marked his spot. It wasn’t like a popular beach with a real parking
lot or anything like that, more of a scenic view pullover. A small grassy path
lead down to the sandy shoreline. Sasuke took a seat on the one loan bench
perched on a dune overlooking the magnificent view. It was…romantic, and he
would love to take Naruto here one day. Waves crashing on top of massive
boulders soothed his troubled mind almost immediately. He sighed as he watched
the moons light sparkle on the water’s surface. He could stay out here forever
if it were possible.
Sasuke closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, his chest rose and fell as he soaked
it all in. The salty air, the feel and smell of the volcanic sand, the fishy
sent of the ocean and seaweed, the cool breezy air all reminded him of one
thing. Of his old home far away…of a small coastal village in Japan.
Completely zoned out, he missed the first vibration in his back left pocket. A
few minutes later another buzz came, but this time he felt it. Grabbing the
cell phone from his pants pocket, he squinted when the LED light shone brightly
over the night sky. Fuck. What time was is? How long has he even been here?
Looking at the phone it read 1:18. Oh good, not too late. It hasn’t even been
two hours yet, although, it only left like a few minutes had gone by. Now that
he was back in the present, he shivered from the chilly gusts coming in from
the ocean. They were relentless. He squinted down and read the text that came
from Kiba a moment ago.
From: Guard Dog: hey man shud cum pick up ur bro. hes totally shit faced and
makin friends n a bad way.
Sent at 12:55 am
What the fuck? The message didn’t make much sense but it did cause Sasuke’s
blood to run cold. He read the next one. 
Guard Dog: U around? id take him home if I wernt  fucked 2. Come get him plz
Sent at 1:16 am
Sasuke growled. Dammit, it sounded like Naruto was in big trouble if Kiba
needed him to come get him. His hands shook when he sent a text out to Naruto
asking if he was okay. After waiting five minutes with no answer the feeling of
dread from earlier came smashing back with a vengeance. He opened Kiba’s
messages back up and replied.
Send me the address, I’m on my way. Keep him in your sights at all times. Don’t
fucking leave his side if you want to live to see another day.
That should drive the point across and keep his little brother safe a little
while longer. Waiting impatiently for the next text to arrive with the address,
Sasuke tapped the phone with a finger. His riding gear was back on and he was
sitting on the seat of the bike when it finally arrived.
Shit. The address came from the rich side of town that was filled with million
dollar houses and strictly gated communities. Also, about a 50 minute drive
from here. There was no fucking way that was Gaara’s place or any of Naruto’s
friends that he knew of. Being in an unfamiliar house only made the situation
that much more dangerous for the kid.
“Goddammit!” He swore.
If he drove over a hundred he might make it in twenty or twenty-five. It was a
risk, but one he was willing to take. Firing up the engine once again, Sasuke
punched the gas and flew across the black tar pavement with speeds that only a
high performance sports bike—or car—could handle with ease. For the first time,
he’s never been more happy that Itachi bought him the $50,000 bike for his 21st
birthday.
He silently prayed there were no cops along the way.
Racing down the freeway, cold air blasted against his riding gear. With all the
adrenaline pumping through his veins he felt nothing. His only thought was
getting to Naruto in time.
Kiba’s texts were vague and sloppy, he wasn’t sure exactly what was happening,
and his imagination conjured up the worst case scenario. He’d seen firsthand
that bad things happen to good people in a crowds like that. Fuck. Hehad been
that person once or twice, ruining innocent minds. Sasuke would be damned if he
let anything happened to his little brother.
When Sasuke approached the address Kiba had sent him, a large gate and security
booth stood in the way. He flashed his ID and the officer buzzed him in with
wide fearful eyes.
Sometimes it was good to have Uchiha as a last name—but not always. Fear or
respect was generally the most common reaction when someone found out his last
name. At least in this instance, it worked in his favor. Sasuke gave a nod of
thanks to the underpaid security guard and drove strait though the large gate.
It wasn’t necessary to double check the address on his phone, the huge line of
cars parked outside of a beautiful mansion a few houses down was the only clue
he needed. Even as far away as he was, he heard music blaring from inside the
house, see stumbling teen make their way to their cars, some of them not even
reaching their goal as they just passed out on the freshly cut lawn.
How the fuck did the home owners association not shut a party of this magnitude
down?Places like this have strict rules against noise violations and curfew’s.
He would know, he had grown up in a place like this. One explanation he could
think of would require major payoff.
Driving up to the front lawn, Sasuke parked his bike on the expensive lawn.
Fuck it. He wasn’t going to park a block away which was the nearest available
spot.
The front door was cracked open so he didn’t bother knocking and invited
himself in…not that he would’ve done so if it were shut. Scanning the large
mass of moving bodies, Sasuke scrunched his nose from the stench.
Damn. There must be hundreds of drunk assholes here. How the fuck was he going
to find his Naruto in this?
The entryway was large and would’ve been gorgeous if not for the hundreds of
barely dressed teens and young adults dirtying up the place. But as of right
now, it smelled of cheap booze, sweat, Tabaco, vomit, and even a hint of piss.
Beer bottles and red cups—both empty and half full—littered the floor and every
available surface. The cleaning bill was going to cost a small fortune.
Fuck. It was worse than he thought. He couldn’t hear a damn things over the
eardrum bleeding speakers blaring out shitty punk rock music, the vibrations
from the base made his heart pound.
Cigarette smoke filled the air with a thick haze. Add the wall of bodies to the
mix, and he could barely see a damn thing. People swayed and the walls pulsed
in rhythm to the base.
He needed to reach higher ground, and fast. Shoving his way through the shit-
faced teens was never his idea of fun, but here he was, plowing through overly
touchy girls like a bull running through the city streets in Mexico during
Running of the Bulls.
Sasuke finally reached a set of stairs and climbed up for a better view. He
sighed. How the fuck did Naruto get himself into this mess? This was not the
type crowd he would ever expect to find him in. It was the type of crowd that
would quickly use up someone innocent like him and toss him out like a used
condom.
Nerves had his heart beating at a rapid pace as he searched everywhere for a
mop of blond hair. There were plenty of blonds here but most were female. Every
time he thought he saw one it turned out to be somebody else. He started to
panic, thinking that maybe it was already too late. Naruto could be passed out
somewhere and all alone. Or worse, in a room with a stranger that had slipped
him a Ruffy.
God he hoped not. Heads would fucking roll if that happened.
He called both Kiba and Naruto’s number, praying for a small miracle that one
of them would answer. Neither one did. Then Sasuke grabbed a few party goers
and asked if they’d seen a blond, blue eyes male or even the fucking host of
the party. While he didn’t place much hope in that, he wasn’t expecting the
girl to shriek like a banshee in his ears. Maybe he needed to tone down the
glare a few notches. The other person was a male and responded by asking him if
he had any coke. Fuck. This was useless, he was wasting precious time. He gave
the room one last sweep before he decided to search every goddamn room in this
fucking mansion.
Yeah, he was fucking pissed, he could practically feel his blood pressure
rising.
As he scanned the room for the final time Sasuke spotted a flash of yellow hair
near the stage that hosted some rented band. He squinted his eyes for a better
look. Could it really be him? The blond mop had disappeared once again but he
spotted bright red hair near that same location. Gaara. Zeroing in on the
familiar pale face, Sasuke found Kiba and that Hinata girl standing close by.
That had to be where Naruto was.
Sasuke made his way down the stairs as quickly as possible, stepping over a
body here and there along the way. He shoved, dodged and squished his way
through the river of people standing in his way. It was slow going, and
frustration grew with every step he made.
By the time he reached the stage area he was fucking murderous. Even the more
sober partygoers parted for him after taking one look at his face. Smart
people.
His fists clenched painfully at his sides, a deep growl rumbled up his chest
once he finally spotted the blond he’d been looking for. Standing on the dance
floor, Naruto swayed to the beat of the drums. Behind Naruto stood a ghostly
pale male with black hair similar to his own waring a cropped shirt and
painted-on, black leather pants that road low on narrow hips. Naruto’s front
was plastered against his boyfriends, who had his hand palmed over his ass.
The worst part was that Naruto barely looked able to stand, yet alone be
coherent enough to stop anyone from taking advantage of him if they chose too.
The only reason he wasn’t plastered on the ground right now was because his
arms were wrapped around Gaara’s neck and the redhead had a firm hold on his
hips.
Their lips were locked in a sloppy kiss, the unknown dark stranger ground his
hips into Naruto’s ass and had his hands up Naruto’s shirt. The kid looked like
he was being eaten alive and fucked at the same time by these two men.
To top it off, a long haired brunette with pale eyes stood closely to Naruto’s
side and stared hungrily at the boy, occasionally reaching out to cup a feel.
Judging by the uniquely colored eyes the man must have been related to Hinata
Hyuga.
Kiba watched on side nervously as Naruto got groped and manhandled by all three
men. When it looked bad, he would step in and interfere when one of them got
too frisky and tugged on Naruto’s wrist, probably to take the party to a more
‘private’ area. But otherwise left Naruto to the wolves.
Fuck that shit.
Scowling, Sasuke charged over with a thunderous glare and yanked Naruto out of
the other man’s grip without warning. Naruto yelped and nearly fell over, but
Sasuke caught him and secured the boy’s unstable body with his chest and strong
arms. A powerful wave of relief flooded through him that Naruto was safe in his
arms, he were anyone else he would be in tears.
Naruto gasped at the sudden change of partners, his eyes were bright and
unfocused. “Bro? What ‘r youuu doing her?” He slurred, his body heavy and limp
in Sasuke’s arms.
Sasuke ignored his question and directed his icy glare to the three men
standing nearby. “Come any closer to him and I will call the cops for attempted
rape and serving alcohol to underage kids.” He growled at the three men glared
back at him for taking away their ‘toy’.
A small crowd formed around them, some took out their cell phones as if
expecting a fight to break out any second.
Who knows what would have happened if he showed up a little later? Sasuke
shivered at the disturbing thought of Naruto being dragged into a private room
with one or all of those boys.
The only reason he didn’t put up a fight was because he had to take care of
Naruto right now more than anything else. He would have a little chat later
with his shitty boyfriend though. But for now, he needed to get the kid safe at
home.
“Shit, Sasuke. Chill out. What’r you talk’n bout?” Naruto pleaded.
“Quite, Naruto. I’m taking you home, right now. You’ve had way too much to
fucking drink, this party is over.” His eyes softened and a smirk formed on hip
lips when Naruto pouted cutely at him. So fucking hot.
Gaara and the two strangers wisely left him alone without causing any further
trouble and allowed Sasuke to pull Naruto out of the crowd, into safety. 
Getting him out, on the other hand, was easier said than done.
Naruto’s strong arms constricted painfully around his neck as he tried dragging
him out. The blond head was tucked snugly in the dip of Sasuke’s collarbone.
Naruto’s arms wrapped tightly around him like a koala bear hugging a eucalyptus
tree. Sasuke would have thought it was adorable and sexy if the circumstances
were different, the unusual behavior concerned him greatly.
How much did he have to fucking drink? Sasuke refused to think of what could
have happened to him if he never opened that text.
God, he weighed a fuck ton. Sasuke thought as he awkwardly shuffled the limp
body outside. He half carried, half dragged Naruto over to a bush located not
far from his bike and pried his arms off. Naruto immediately shot out and tried
to grip hold of him again, but Sasuke was faster and dogged it easily. Naruto
groaned and swayed on his feet.
“Naruto, listed to me. It’s going to be okay now. You are safe with me. I’m
about to take you home, but I need you to do something for me first. You’ve had
too much to drink and need to empty your stomach. It’s that, or I take you to
the hospital where they will have your stomach pumped. It’s not pleasant and
will require a police report…possibly social services…and one guardian to get
you out since you’re a minor and were given alcohol illegally.” Sasuke coaxed
quietly while he repositioned Naruto’s body to face the bush.
Fuck, he was furious! He wanted to go back and punch those mutherfucker’s in
the face for taking advantage of Naruto while he was in such a poor condition.
“Huh?” Naruto scrunched his face in both confusion and of horror. “T-that’s
disgusting! Can’t do it.” Naruto slurred heavily and stumbled just from
standing still.   
Having lost all patients, Sasuke shoved two fingers into his mouth, pushing all
the way back until he reached the gag reflex. “I’m not asking.” He growled.
There wasn’t enough time to be angry or surprised, Naruto heaved immediately
after getting his tonsils tickled. Fluids bubbled up his esophagus, burning his
throat, as he emptied out his stomach contents onto a trimmed shrub. It was
clear from all the alcohol he drank.
“Good,” Sasuke patted his back. “Feeling a little better?”
Naruto nodded back but said nothing. His throat being too raw to speak.
“Now let’s get the fuck out of here before I change my mind and calls the cops
anyway.” Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s shoulders and escorted him towards the bike.
He looked at the small motorcycle. Damn. He really wished he took his car
instead.
“I only brought one helmet so take mine.” Sasuke handed it to him, but when
drunk boy failed to figure out how to put it on he helped him out. And then
Naruto fell of the off the seat when he made an attempt to get on.
Shit. This wasn’t good. Not at all. How the fuck was he going to get them both
home alive?
“Goddammit, little brother. Keep it together. Wrap your arms around my waist
and hold on as tightly as you can. I’ll go as slow as I can.” He obeyed the
order and wrapped himself tightly against him.
The trip home was painfully slow and nerve-wracking. And getting a stubborn,
drunk Naruto inside and into bed was nearly as taxing. Apparently, he wasn’t
tired yet and had other things on his mind…not so brotherly things by the way
he continued to clinging onto him like a leech.
Little fucker.
Any other night—or day—he would be more than happy to handle a handsey Naruto.
It would a fantasy really. But not tonight. Not like this. It had been a close
call for the kid and Sasuke was still pissed about it.
“Mmm…you smell…like the sea. Wize that?” Naruto giggled and sniffed his neck.  
“And you smell like vomit. Here…take this.” Handing him a toothbrush, Sasuke
finally managed to get the blond to let go.
“Hmm…wonder why? Maybe because you shoved your hand down my fuckin throat?”
Naruto grumbled between the bristles stroking his teeth, saliva drooled onto
his chin.
God, Sasuke wished it were something other than his fingers that went down his
throat. At least he was sounding more coherent. “Glad you’re feeling well
enough to argue, now fucking brush so you can get to bed already.”
Naruto stuck his white, toothpaste covered tongue out childishly.
Real mature.Once again, Sasuke gaze was brought down to that delicious looking
mouth. Ah fuck. It was wet. So fucking red and wet looking. Walk away. Just
walk away.
Taking his own advice, Sasuke turned around and left their shared bathroom and
changed into some pajamas. A shower before bed would have been nice—he still
like salt from the ocean—but he didn’t trust Naruto to be on his own right now.
Once he heard the faucet turn on and Naruto spit, he went back in and took care
of his own dental hygiene. Once he was finished, he saw Naruto sitting on the
edge of his bed, trying—and failing—to take off one of the ridiculous leather
boots. Those bastards were laced all the way up to mid-calf. Getting them off
sober would be tricky enough.
It was kind of hilarious to watch Naruto’s face scrunch up in focused
concentration but not quite hitting the mark as he was still shitfaced. With a
huff, he finally gave up his pathetic attempt at untying the boots…after he
fell on the ground.
“I think I broke them.” Teary eyes looked up at Sasuke for help.
For the love of God. “You’re really are something you know that?” Sasuke
chuckled softly at his sniffling little brother and went over to help, tugging
off the nightmare boots then perched him back on the bed. At times like these,
he felt ages older than the kid. “And you’re sleeping on yourbed tonight by the
way, not mine.”
The last thing he wanted was a remake of the last time Naruto came home drunk.
They were still not over it.
Golden lashes and misty eyes blinked up at him. Ah, shit. Those baby blues hit
him like a fucking freight train. “Pleaseee, big bro? I need to be near you
tonight.”
Goddammit. “Don’t call me that, Naruto.” It made his balls tingle.
Sasuke closed his eyes and counted to ten, deciding on what to do with the
needy boy next. How could he say no when Naruto begged so cutely like that? He
gave in and patted the top covers once he got settled.
The toothy grin he was rewarded with was well worth it…almost.
Chapter End Notes
     Oh what will Naruto do next? :P
     I would like to clarify why Sasuke goes from protective to being a
     predator so often. He will, first and foremost, always be Naruto’s
     caring older brother. But now that his eyes are set on having him,
     Sasuke is on the hunt.
     For now, it’s more about getting what he wants—in Naruto’s pants. And
     he is getting pretty desperate.
***** Just a Taste *****
Chapter Notes
     Hehe. Don’t be hating on what Naruto does in this chapter. He is
     drunk as fuck. And remember this is not a story about good decisions
     or morals. ;) With that being said, enjoy!
     Song for this chapter: Attention by Charlie Puth
     Warnings: Rating MA. This chapter contains sexual conduct with a
     minor who is under the influence.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
All of a sudden a large mass landed right on top of Sasuke. “Oomph!” Sasuke
exhaled abruptly from the sudden weight crashing down on his stomach and chest.
What the hell?
“Dammit Naruto, this isn’t the time to rough-house. Get the fuck off me.” He
grunted breathlessly, but couldn’t stop the corner of his mouth from tilting
upwards.
The blond only giggled and wiggled around playfully like a puppy. A fucking
sexy puppy. Naruto’s hands were spread wide on his pecks, his face pressed into
his abs, and his chest grinding against his groin. Suddenly all of Sasuke’s
senses were on high alert, he inhaled sharply when Naruto looked up at him.
Stunningly blue eyes gleamed with mirth, lush lips twisted in a rueful smile
that could only be defined as sinful.
 “Naruto...” He was being annoying as fuck, but Naruto’s smile was heartwarming
and made his eyes sparkle. 
Sasuke tried pushing him off, but it only ended up with Naruto sprawled out on
top of him…and now the kid was licking his neck. His warm breath and nibbling
teeth sent sparks racing through his body.
Jesus Christ.This could notbe happening right now.
While he desired Naruto like no other, this wasn’t the first move he’d been
waiting patiently for. The kid was horny drunk and damn fucking confused. When
he wakes in the afternoon, it won’t be Sasuke’s touch he wanted. As depressing
as that was, his body was having a really difficult time not responding.
Fuck this was bad.
“Get. Off. Me.” Losing his patients, he growled. Using both hands, Sasuke
gripped Naruto’s shoulders and carefully pried the boy back. Naruto grumbled in
protest and clung on harder like a leech, his teeth sinking into the tender
flesh surrounding Sasuke’s pulse. Sasuke froze as their hips shifted, aligning
crotch against crotch.
His little brother was hard. Holy Fuck.
“Eh…Sorry, bro,” Naruto snickered softly, his face nuzzled into Sasuke’s neck.
“You’re just really…really pretty. Like a model.” Hands moved down to push off
the cover that had been protecting Sasuke. “You have the most flawless skin
I’ve ever seen.”
Right. That was something a sober Naruto would never admit to. “Naruto, quit
rubbing you dick over mine and get the fuck off me.”
“But it feels so good…and…I like the way you taste.” Naruto's hips continued to
grind against his. It was intense, and dirty, and Naruto really needed to get
the off of him before he lost his fucking mind. “You like it too. You’re just
as hard.”
For the love of god, the kid was going to be the death of him.
Sasuke brought his hands down to stop his little brother’s hips from moving,
but it only made things worse and pulled their bodies closer together. A dirty
moan escaped Naruto’s lips, his dick went from semi to rock hard instantly.
“Fuck,” Sasuke groaned, his eyes squeezed shut and teeth grinded together. He
had to keep it together. Needed to stop him. He really, really should stop him.
The hands that had been holding Naruto’s hips slowly drifted upwards and rested
on top of round globs of flesh. He couldn’t help but squeeze each cheek with
his hands. God, he felt good. 
“You really shouldn’t be doing that.” Sasuke said after Naruto tore the blanket
off the bed completely. He suddenly felling allot more exposed even with all
their clothes still on. Naruto answered by licking up his neck.
Shit, he had to stop. He was just drunk and didn’t know what the fuck he was
getting himself into. This was exactly what Sasuke had been trying to protect
Naruto from just minutes ago at the party. Naruto would never forgive him if he
lost control againwhile being in such a vulnerable state. Too much was at stake
to fuck it up all over again.
With a hard shove, Sasuke finally got Naruto unlatched from his neck. But what
the blond did next pushed his control to a whole ‘nother level. Naruto sat up
and straddled his waist, his hands gripped the hem of his shirt and slowly
pulled up, exposing his abdomen, midriff, and chest until the shirt was pulled
all the way up and over his head. Everything happened in slow motion and Sasuke
held his breath.
Sitting on top of his waist, a half-naked Naruto mischievously peered down at
him with a large crooked grin. That’s not what knocked the wind out of his
sails, had his mouth watering, and dick swelling with desire. No. As hot as
fuck as that was, what really got is blood flowing south was the very
noticeable, sexy-ass tattoo on his lower abdomen, cradled temptingly between
the pronounced V. That was new.
Holy fuck.
Sasuke growled low in his throat, the vibrations sending a shivers up Naruto’s
spine. Eye’s darkened as he look in all the intricate detail that seemed to be
made just for the kid’s body. The black ink was fresh and appeared alive every
time Naruto moved, twisted, or tensed his abs. Sasuke bit his lower lip and
grabbed the boy’s waist, flipping their positions around so that he was the one
on top now.
“Fuck,” Sasuke rasped, right before he cupped Naruto’s face and tackled him
backward onto the bed.
Naruto moaned. “Fuck…Do you like it?” Fuck yes, he liked it. Liked it allot. It
sparked something dark inside him, something primitive and raw.
A brief thought flickered through his lust filled haze. “Shit, Naruto…Is that
why you’ve been sleeping with a shirt on? To hide this?” Sasuke traced the
swirls of ink with the tip of his finger.
“Er…yeah, didn’t think you would noticed that.” Naruto chuckled and wrapped his
legs around Sasuke’s waist, moaning lewdly as he rocked their erections hard
against each other.
Fucking hell, he was done thinking. The blond whimpered when he crashed his
lips against his. Just a taste. That’s all he needed, a small taste.
Naruto didn’t disappoint, he parted his red lips eagerly for him like he
craved—needed—it just as much. Sasuke sucked in his bottom lip and nibbled
before sliding his tongue inside. Swirling it around, Sasuke mapped every
detail and memorized it as he devoured his brother’s mouth like a starving man.
Using one hand to caress Naruto’s nape, Sasuke used his other to tilt his chin
up for better access while Naruto fisted the collar of his shit. He licked,
thrusted, explored, and sucked on Naruto’s tongue, savoring every moment of it,
tasting remnants of minty toothpaste, fruity sweetness from the mixed drink he
consumed at the party, and another sweet flavor of honey and citrus that was
the unique to Naruto.
The first time he had kissed Naruto he had tasted that same honey-citrus
flavor. It felt so long ago that he’d nearly forgotten how exquisite and
addictive the kid’s flavor was on his tongue. Was he just as sweet everywhere?
He knew he shouldn’t, it was definitely considered crossing the line, but as he
soaked up all the flavors of his little brother’s mouth, he was left wanting
more. He wanted to taste all of him.
Climbing off the bed, Sasuke made quick work of Naruto’s belt, unclasping it
and tearing through his button and fly. Sasuke tugged the skin tight leather
pants down with a little help from Naruto lifting his hips, then pulled down
his underwear seconds later.
Panting heavily, Naruto’s face was flush from alcohol or arousal or both,
Sasuke wasn’t sure. The heat in Naruto’s eye was enough to make him cum if he
looked long enough. He look a moments to stare down and appreciate the work of
art displayed so temptingly on his bed before him, his leaking red cock lay
heavy on his stomach. It made one of the damn hottest sights he’s ever seen.
Tempting and seducing him like forbidden fruit from the Bible. He thought as he
pried Naruto’s knees apart, his pink little pucker winked shyly at him.
“Pretty baby,” Sasuke whispered gently, and yet so possessively.
Blazing blue eyes tried to focus on him as Sasuke’s smoothed his hands down his
thighs, causing Naruto’s body to shudder. He kneeled between his spread legs
and placed a chaste, tender kiss on his plump, luscious lips before pressing
them to Naruto’s ear. “I’m going to make you feel so good. Have you screaming
my name with my fingers up your ass,” he promised and nibbled on Naruto’s lobe,
the possessive tone was unmistakable.
“Oh god…Fuck, yes!” Naruto groaned, whimpered, and withered under Sasuke’s
touch.
“Would you like that, Naruto?” Sasuke purred in a thick Japanese accent. God,
he wanted him so badly. To stop his icy behavior, and just give in. To allow
him to provide all the pleasure and safety he could ever need.
Before Naruto could begin to answer, Sasuke sealed his lips over his once
again. He couldn’t get enough of the taste. It was addictive and driving him
fucking mad with lust. The sounds they made were loud and slick as he kissed
Naruto relentlessly. The boy’s reactions became slow and uncoordinated the
longer he suffocated him with every smothering press of his lips and thrust of
his tongue.
He sucked in the wet appendage before letting go, and turned to bite Naruto's
pink lower lip bruised and swollen.
It was so hard to hold back, so hard to not make every fucked up desire he
tried desperately not to want from his little brother come true. But he did
want them. He had wanted Naruto for the longest time. And by the way Naruto’s
was moaning, Sasuke wasn't so sure he was alone in that fucked up fantasy.
Feet hooked around his waist, their erections rubbing together. “Fuck
yes...Touch me….please, Sasuke. I just…I just need you to touch me.” Naruto
groaned into Sasuke’s mouth.
Fuck. How could he say no to that?
Sasuke growled and he lowered his body, attacking the boy’s neck, throat,
collarbone, and finally nipples with his teeth and tongue. Pink lines formed
down Naruto’s arms and sides with the scrape of his nails. Sasuke enjoyed how
his muscles would jump and flex under his touch. His hands were trembling by
the time he reached Naruto’s erection.
“God, do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
It was unlikely. Naruto was drunk and horny—too shitfaced to know any better.
Shit, he might not even remember any of this tomorrow. If Naruto did remember,
Sasuke could only pray that he would forgive him someday for this. For fucking
up once again.
“Ahh!” Naruto shouted and arched his back from the double assault on his nipple
and cock. So beautiful. So fucking beautiful.Sasuke circled his tongue around
the boy’s areola, lightly tugging the dusky peak between the tip of his teeth,
all while stroking his shaft in full, long tugs. “Fuck, Sasuke…need…need you
inside.”
Christ. Those were the damn sweetest fucking words he’s ever heard in all his
21 years of life.
“Shhh…quite, baby. Just…give me a minute.” He looked down at Naruto as he said
it. The sparkling blue orbs were so full of desire, of trust, that Sasuke swore
he felt his heart breaking a little.
Naruto had no idea what he was saying, didn’t know what words like that meant
to someone like him. How filling his insides meant with his cock and not his
fingers. He would have said never said such a thing if he knew how much Sasuke
wanted to fuck his ass raw. Watch hungrily as Naruto sobbed at having his
little virgin boy cunt wrecked with his massive cock, leaving it gaping and
full of cum.
Groaning, Sasuke had to bite his lower lip to compose himself. He could not
hurt Naruto. Tonight was all for him. Pushing all the dirty thoughts aside,
Sasuke focused on pleasing Naruto. He closed his eyes and kissed from one
nipple to the other, his large hand leisurely stroked up and down the shaft.
A cold metallic object brushed over Sasuke’s tongue when he licked the other
nipple. Surprised, Sasuke paused what he was doing and took a better look
closely at Naruto’s chest. On it, a hooped ring circled around the perky bud
before disappearing into the sensitive flesh. How had he missed that?
“Fuck, Naruto. I see you have been busy. When did you find the time or place to
give you all these body mods?” He tugged on the piercing with his teeth.
Naruto gasped from the enhanced sensation it brought. “Nnngh! You’re one to
talk.”
It was true. He had a couple tattoos and piercings of his own. But damn, how
was he ever going to look at Naruto again without wanting to fucking rape the
kid?
Sasuke tugged the ring hard in punishment before edging down his body. Placing
kissing down the center, he used the tip of his tongue to trace along the black
outline of the tattoo once he reached it. Large palms drifted down to squeeze
and knead Naruto’s inner thighs like a content cat.
The fine lines and intricate detail of the tattoo looked so much better with
his face only centimeters away. Naruto giggled, his tummy quivering ticklishly
from Sasuke’s teasing tongue, moaning when he place a wet open mouth kiss on
the centered swirl.
The bristle from his chin, the warm exhale from his breath, and the bobbing
apple of his throat caused Naruto’s cock to jump at the slightest touch. He
love the way the blond squirmed and thrusted his hips, trying desperately to
get some relief that he lost when Sasuke moved his hands down.
But he wouldn’t allow it, Sasuke was going to take his time. He wanted to hear
Naruto beg, watch his expressions change as he grew desperate for release, to
never fucking forget how good it feels to be with him. To belong with him.
Fuck. Where the fuck had that come from? He did not do relationships. When he
got what he wanted and he left before any attachments were made. It worked for
him, kept him safe from getting hurt again. He had enough on his plate, he
didn’t want the extra shit that came with relationships. His life was fucked up
enough as it was.
But here he was, kissing and thinking about how nice it would be to have Naruto
as more than his little brother and friend. To take care of his every need,
grant his every wish, and be the one to fulfill his every desire. Own him in
every sense of the word. Naruto had always been special to him. Sasuke lived to
see his eyes light up with joy and not sorrow, sparkling with trust, love and
adoration whenever theirs met. Even his goofy smile that split his face in two
made Sasuke’s heart flutter.
Ah, fuck. Maybe Itachi was right.
Tossing the dangerous thought aside, Sasuke licked from the base of Naruto’s
shaft to the tip. He was rewarded with a shuddering gasp and tremor. Fucking
delicious. The tip was shiny and wet already with precum. It tasted salty and
sweet, far greater than the any of the finest wines, for it came from his
precious Naruto.
Kissing the bulbous head, Sasuke slid the tip of his tongue into the slit
before opening wide and engulfing the entire shaft in one go, using his mouth
and throat as a sheath for Naruto’s cock. It lay hot and heavy on his tongue,
filling his mouth completely. Naruto spasmed around him and cried out, he
bucked up but Sasuke held his hips down. He sucked hard, his cheeks hallowing
out as he gave the best damn blowjob of his life.
“Ahhh…Sasuke! Holy fuck,” Naruto thrashed and whimpered, gripping the sheets
with clenched fists. Humming, Sasuke sent vibrations shooting through his balls
and up his spine.
Flattening the tongue, Sasuke fought back the tears that threatened to spill
and gag reflex as he bobbed his head up and down the shaft, not pulling back
until his nose reached blond curls. By the animalistic sounds flowing out of
Naruto, it had to be his first time getting head. A deep sense of gratification
and desire ran through Sasuke’s veins at the thought of being his first. His
balls fucking ached.
He could feel the tightening of Naruto’s balls, the pulsing and twitching of
the shaft on his tongue as he deepthroated him. He wasn’t going to last much at
this rate. But Sasuke wasn’t done, wasn’t going to let him come just yet. He
made a promise to have Naruto coming with his fingers buried in his tight ass
after all. Which he had no plans of breaking. Sucking hard, Sasuke pulled off
the cock with a squelching pop. The beautiful red prick glistened with a thick
coating of saliva.
Mine.
“Gwah! Don’t stop…Don’t you dare fucking stop! Was…s-so close.” Naruto growled
in frustration.
Bossy bottom.Sasuke smirked and chuckled softly, his dick lewdly tenting his
pants when he stood up. A damp spot where is cock would be showed just how
aroused he was. “Shut the fuck up and just let me do my thing.”
The lusty haze in his brother’s unfocused eyes had his blood boiling. Sasuke
quickly striped off the ribbed muscle shirt, and a second later his pants and
underwear. His fully erect cock sprung free and bobbed up. He was so fucking
hard for his little brother. Crawling back on the bed, Sasuke settled in-
between the warm heat of Naruto’s thighs.
God, he felt really good.
Naruto’s dick jumped when Sasuke breathed puffs of warm air on the back of his
balls, his scrotum, and over the sensitive ring around the anus. He gasped when
Sasuke sank his teeth into smooth hairless flesh of his inner thigh. “Oh…shit,”
he moaned.
Sasuke grabbed hold of his asscheeks, spreading them wide enough to force the
boy’s hole open, the wrinkled pucker winked in invention. Just a taste. That’s
all he needed. Just one taste.
With hungry eyes he wasted no time and plunged right in. Face buried between
the fleshy cheeks, Sasuke ran his tongue up over Naruto's perineum and into his
hole. The musty smell turned him on so much he had to grid his hips against the
mattress to relieve the building throb between his legs.
“Gnnngh!” Naruto grunted, bucked his hips forward while Sasuke devoured his
ass. “Oh god…No, Sasuke! Ahhh…Oh, fuck…dirty. Sstop it…So dirty.”
He couldn’t have be more wrong. Nothing about Naruto could ever be considered
dirty. Impure. He was a fucking angel.
The boy continued to squirm and buck, but Sasuke wasn’t going to have it. His
insides tasted just as sweet, just as addictive, as the rest of him. Refusing
to end now, Sasuke grabbed his struggling legs, the entire bed rocking as he
yanked him back. With large palms, he spread and lifted Naruto’s ass up in the
air, buried his face in the fleshy cheeks again, and speared him with his
tongue, over and over again—practically fucking his hole with it.
Heat wrapped heavenly around his tongue, Naruto’s muscles clenched and pushed
as he stretched and soaked his innards until they were juicy and slick with
saliva. Once enough saliva built up in his mouth, Sasuke spit as much as he
could into the orifice. He knew he wasn’t hurting him, his tongue was too wet,
too soft to cause any real pain.
All too soon, Naruto’s distraught whimpers turned into sobs of pleasure.
Sasuke’s tongue flattened out and rasped over his tender hole over and over
again, his stubble rubbing against the smooth round cheeks, leaving the tender
skin pink and irritated. Licking and plunging his tongue deep inside, Sasuke
looked like a bear gathering honey from a small opening in a tree. He gently
nibbled along the ring and sucked hard, Naruto let out a slew of undignified
noises as he ate him out.
One hand left Naruto’s round glob and a finger dipped into him. Inserted
underneath the drooling tongue it went in easily to the first knuckle, then was
pushed through the silky resistance inside him until it was as deep as it could
go. It circled and trusted in opposite rhythm of the thrusting tongue, so that
Naruto could constantly feel something entering and leaving his body, filling
him.  
“Oh god…Holy shit, bro.” Naruto groaned, his voice was breathy as his chest
heaved.
Sasuke drew his finger back out, and then thrust two in the very next time,
Naruto’s walls clenched tightly around him. He whimpered at the pain but
quickly relaxed when Sasuke reached for that particular spot inside him. He
pressed hard on that spongy nub of nerves, swirling his tongue around where his
fingers were buried inside of the boy. Naruto screamed, growled, moaned, and
clawed like a wild animal.
“Nnngh! Ah! Ah!” Naruto’s back arched as he gasped and spasmed uncontrollably,
the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. “C…c-lll,” he bit off with a
cry.
“Mh?” Sasuke replied, his voice muffled by Naruto’s ass.
Naruto shouted when Sasuke reared back and bit him on the curve of the ass,
hard enough to leave an imprint. He never stopped fucking him with his fingers.
The force of each penetration combined with the tightness of Naruto’s ass and
the wet saliva around his ring created a lecherous slurping sound with each
withdrawal. 
It was filthy and made Sasuke’s cock ache.
God, he wanted to see him come so bad. He was the sexiest fucking thing ever,
and Sasuke wanted to watch as his brother’s face contorted in pleasure when he
came. Just for him. For this one moment. Just this one night Naruto would be
his.
“Say my name, Naruto. Fucking say my name when you come.” Sasuke growled, his
voice sounding like he swallowed gravel.
As if Sasuke’s words triggered his’s climax, Naruto shouted and came like a
fucking freight train. “Ah! Fuck…S-Sasuke!” Spurts of cum shot out of his cock,
covering his chest and abdomen with the sticky white substance. Naruto grunted,
growled and yelled, his head flipped violently from side to side, fists
clenched the sheets tightly, hips bucked and body convulsed savagely as he rode
out the orgasm.
Beautiful. So goddamn beautiful.
It was so much better than Sasuke ever imagined. His features twisted in want
as he gave Naruto a moment to ride it out before grabbing underneath the boy’s
shoulders and hefting him up against the headboard, so that he was in a leaned-
back sitting position with his head resting against a pillow. He couldn’t wait
any longer.
Climbing over his body and straddling his chest, Sasuke’s breath hitched when
his hand wrapped around his cock, the other hand braced the top of the
headboard. The tip of his iron hard shaft was aimed an inch away from Naruto’s
swollen red lips. Fisting the base of his cock, Sasuke pumped hard and fast,
frantically working his cock in front of his little brother’s face.
He wasn’t going to last. He was too fucking hard.
Naruto stared wide-eyed at his cock like he’d never seen one before, then they
flicked back up to meet his. The way those blue eyes looked at him made Sasuke
moan. He could read everything in them, all the time. Right now he was party
shocked and party aroused. He had been aroused the entire time Sasuke had his
tongue up his ass.
Sasuke jerked his dick and watched eagerly as the blond swiped his tongue
across his bottom lip, ghosting over the head and slit of Sasuke’s cock. His
leaking cock dripped precum and smeared on his lips and chin, glistening like
the sexiest fucking lip gloss.
“Tell me what you want, Naruto.”
“To…t-taste it.” He replied uncertainly.
“Fucking hell. Your mouth is a goddamn menace.” Sasuke exhaled shakily and
pressed the head against the crease of his brother’s lips.
Naruto licked the tip once more before tentatively separating his pouty red
lips and engulfed the fat, mushroom shaped head into his hot, wet mouth like he
wasn’t sure if he was allowed or not. Once he had a taste, Naruto grew bold and
sucked on it like it was full of cream and he was starving. It was sloppy and
messy and the boy gagged himself a few times, but holy fuck, what he lacked in
experience he certainly made up for in enthusiasm.
Naruto knew nothing of true pleasure. There were so many things Sasuke wanted
to do to him that would leave Naruto begging for more, never wanting to leave
the bed again. It made Sasuke want to pick him apart. He wanted to watch Naruto
wither under his touch, wanted to drive him mad with lust, wanted to see him
craving and begging and submitting to his every touch. To unravel him piece by
piece as he watched that frightened reluctance give way to shocked desire then
deep, carnal pleasure. But he was not ready for that yet. He was only
reluctantly willing.
“Oh, God.” Sasuke groaned hoarsely, his freehand trembling as he drove if
through Naruto’s sweaty blond hair before placing it on top of the wooden
headboard parallel to his other. Clenching the curved top of the board, he
slowly pushed forward. “God, that’s it…Fuck, fucking take it, baby…Open wide
and take my big cock down your throat.”
Tears rolled down his pretty flushed face, black eye liner that he had
forgotten to wipe off bled down, stopping at the arch of his high cheek bones.
Sexy red lips stretched thin around the thick base of Sasuke’s thick shaft.
“Good boy…You’re doing so good, Naruto.” Fuck. He was only going to taste, and
now he was actually fucking his little brother’s mouth.
Saliva pooled out of the corner of Naruto’s mouth every time he pulled back and
pushed in a moment later. Sliding in all the way until his tip reached the
tonsils then retreat back again. It was painfully slow and tortuous on Sasuke’s
control. He needed more. Deeper. Harder. Needed to feel the tight squeeze of
Naruto’s esophagus convulsing tightly around his cock. To gorge himself all the
way in until he took the kid’s breath away from his massive girth. He needed to
make sure that Naruto knew he belonged to him.  In the next stroke Sasuke
thrusted deeper, past his tonsils, and into the back of his brother’s throat.
Naruto whimpered and moaned and gagged, his cheeks were bloated and his throat
bulged unforgivingly with Sasuke’s thick prick dipping in and out, over and
over again. It made a wet, exquisite “pop” that sounded oh so filthy. Naruto
placed his hands on Sasuke’s thighs and tried to push away as his brother
fucked his mouth hard and deep.
“Oh, shit. Do you like that, little brother?...Do you like my dick grinding the
insides of your throat?” Sasuke looked down, his gaze hungry as he watched the
outline of his cock sliding in and out. Thick web-like strands of saliva and
precum clung to the base of his shaft, some hanging off his balls like stringy
webs.
This was defiantly crossing the line. A million fucking lines. But Sasuke
couldn’t stop, couldn’t fucking think with Naruto’s lips wrapped around him,
throat so tight around his pulsing cock. He was close. So close. At any second
he would come inside his brother’s mouth. His orgasm so close he could nearly
fucking taste it.
“Fuck, Naruto…I’m about to come. Swallow it, baby. Can you do that for me?
Swallow all my nasty spunk until your tummy is full of my cream. Milk my cock,
little brother.” He didn’t really expect a reply, the kid was unable to speak.
 
Sasuke tighten his grip on the headboard as he fucked Naruto’s face carelessly,
violently. His pelvis pressed against his nose, balls slapping his chin, thighs
pumping and pushing Naruto higher up the wall.
With a final thrust, Sasuke’s stilled, his cock twitched and swelled, balls
drew up tight and he came. His head fell back and mouth opened wide as he let
out a deep, howling moan. Naruto’s poor face was buried in his trimmed curls,
choking, suffocating on cock and cum. He had nowhere to go and was forced to
swallow every drop that Sasuke emptied into his stomach.
When Sasuke regained some reason, he immediately pulled out and held Naruto’s
face softly in between his hands, caressing him with utmost care. Brushing a
finger soothingly over flushed cheeks, Naruto gasped, taking deep breaths to
fill up his oxygen starved lungs. He coughed, cum choked up his esophagus and
drooled out of the corners of his lips.
Oh god. What had he done? He had been so rough. Could’ve hurt him so easily.
Sasuke leaned down and whispered into his ears. “Naruto, are you okay?...Did I
hurt you? Oh, god…Please tell me you’re not hurt.” He wiped the tears and black
smudge marks away from Naruto’s cheeks and placed a gentle kiss on his
forehead.
Instead of pushing away, Naruto leaned into his touch, he was practically
purring. Glazed blue eyed looked up at him, his tongue lazily licked the cum
off his sweet red lips then pressed them to Sasuke’s.
Sasuke’s eyes widened in surprise when he felt Naruto’s tongue slide across his
bottom lip. It shocked him enough that he hesitated for a moment before
responding back. This time, he allowed Naruto to take some control and explore
his mouth as he pleased, although, he was still fucking confused about the
affectionate behavior. Naruto should be pissed off by the rough treatment, yet
he was practically vibrating with pleasure.   
The kiss was uncoordinated and sloppy and lazy, his tongue tasted strongly of
cum as Sasuke languidly rolled his tongue around the boy’s. The position was a
little awkward for kissing so he moved down to straddle Naruto’s waist. Seamen
and sweat mixed together, slicking their skin as their abs pressed together. It
was filthy and dirty and Naruto’s stream of moans started to spur Sasuke’s cock
back to life.
Fuck. He needed to stop. The kid was drunk, covered in jizz, and damn fucking
easy prey for all the many things he could easily do. Reluctantly, Sasuke
pulled back and looked Naruto in his eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Kissing you, of course.” He snickered like he’s just been told a funny joke,
his voice was raspy and hoarse from just being engorged with cock.
“Yeah…But why?”
“I just…just needed to be touched.” Naruto pulled him into a tight embrace and
latched onto his neck like before, nuzzling the dip between his shoulder and
neck.
Sasuke’s eye’s darkened, but it wasn’t from lust this time. “What are you
talking about, Naruto?...What exactly are you saying? Oh, god…Please don’t tell
me what I think you’re implying. Naruto…Naruto listen to me goddammit!” He
pulled the clingy blond off his shoulder. “Tell me why you got so shitfaced at
that party and why you let those strangers touch you. Why you wanted…me to
touch you.”
“I wanted to fuck…Lose my V-card, you know? So, thank you…for…you know, giving
me what I needed. Wasn’t my virginity, but close enough.” Shrugging like what
he said was no big deal, Naruto yawned tiredly and snuggled into the warmth of
Sasuke’s chest. The waves of euphoria finally diminishing and leaving his body
burned out and feeling sate. “And the dark haired kid…Sid, no…Sai, kept given
me these really yummy drinks.” He snickered again, his eyes squinted
inquisitively as he scanned Sasuke’s features. “Kinda looks like you.”
Sasuke exhaled sharply, felling like he’d just been sucker punched. “Holy shit,
Naruto. Do you know how fucking stupid and reckless that was?! You could have
been seriously hurt! Possibly gang raped! Why didn’t you come to me about this
earlier? I…could’ve taken care of you…of what you needed, safely.”
Naruto laughed darkly, his eyelids drooping as he struggled to stay conscious.
“Now why would I do that? I’ve got a perfectly capable boyfriend…Who, by the
way, is going to be fucking pissed that you stole me away from him, again!...
‘M not some fragile china doll that needs your protection anymore.”
He damn sure needed protecting with harmful actions like that. But he wouldn’t
argue that point right now, the boy was slipping away fast.
Hurt…anger…betrayal all surged through Sasuke’s veins. “So you used me?” He
sneered. God, how had he been so blind?
Naruto lifted and dropped a shoulder, his words slurred heavier the closer he
got to dreamland. “Why not? It’s what you would do. Getting what you want by
any means necessary is kinda your moto actually.”
Is that what Naruto thought of him? And…was it true?
Sasuke tore off Naruto’s body and left to splash water on his face, ignoring
the boy’s calls to him. Grabbing a clean washcloth from a side closet, he wiped
off the sticky cum on his stomach and limp penis. His motions were stiff and
precise like a robot, his mind numb as his body seemed to move through the
notions on its own.
Before leaving the bathroom, Sasuke grabbed a second cloth and soaked it with
lukewarm water for Naruto. He remained speechless and lost in thought as he
cleaned up the barely awake blond who smelled strongly of sex. Once they were
both semi-clean, Sasuke put on a pair briefs, and with some effort, got Naruto
dressed in boxers and a baggy white T-shirt with a cartoon picture of a fox
with nine tails on it. Grabbing the blanket that had been tossed haphazardly on
the floor, Sasuke crawled in bed and covered both of them up.
Naruto curled and placed his head on Sasuke’s chest, breathing deeply as he
slept. Staring up at the ceiling, it took Sasuke hours to finally fall asleep,
his mind plagued with thoughts of Naruto…Of what he said.
Chapter End Notes
     The last part with Naruto using Sasuke was totally last minute and
     unplanned, but I love it. Giving Sasuke a taste of his own medicine,
     haha.
     Hope it turned out hot enough. I’m so picky when it comes to writing
     smut. And then some of the stuff…I’m like, Gwah! I can’t believe I
     just typed that. Some parts didn’t turn out quite as steamy as I
     wanted, but I can’t have all the details in every sex scene or they
     will turn too similar.
     Next up, blackmail! I know you all have been waiting patiently for
     it. Just don’t get your hopes up too much, it’s not going to be
     really aggressive or extreme.
***** Boiling Point *****
Chapter Notes
     Finally, the next chapter is up! I know, I’m late. I’m sorry my
     lovelies. I’m not even going to lie, I’ve been a thirsty bitch
     obsessively ready smut the past month. Too caught up with story after
     story to write. But that’s what made me contribute writing this in
     the first place—as appreciation to all the hard working authors out
     there! There would be no more delicious Sasu/Naru if no one wrote
     anymore, and that…is unacceptable.
     All your wonderful comments keep this story always on my mind, and
     the pressure to post faster. In all honesty, I’m surprised how many
     hits, subscribers, kudos and comments I’ve gotten so far. I know this
     is not a story everyone would want to read. And it’s my first one.
     Just want to say how honored I am for the support of all my fans.
     Thank you so much!
     Now, that being said. This chapter is a long one—a very long lemon
     scene. If the blackmail makes you uncomfortable, skip to the end at
     the warning break. The rest of the sexual encounters will be lighter
     and not as forced. In fact, after next chapter the entire story will
     take a lighter tone. But still remain steamy. ;)
     Warnings: Contains explicit sexual scenes between a minor and adult,
     Non-con and Dub-con. Continue with caution.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Naruto! Turn off that game right now and get to bed. It’s 11 o’clock on a
school night, you should have your bag packed and ready to go for tomorrow
already. Have you taken a shower today yet?” Iruka hollered from the kitchen
where he was preparing healthy lunches for everyone a head of time.
“But, Iruka…just let me finish this mission. I’m almost done, and then I will
turn it off. I promise.” Bullets zipped past the player on the screen as Naruto
smashed buttons on the PS4 controller, dogging and killing a dozen or so
opponents firing at him from all directions.
“How many times have I heard that before? Huh? Get your ass to bed before I
take the controller away from you, and you won’t be getting it back this
weekend either.”
“Five more minutes.” Naruto whined.
“Have you done your homework yet?” The tip of a sharp knife sliced an apple
cleanly in half as Iruka questioned the boy while chopping.
At that, Naruto froze. “Er…yeah?”
“Mmmhmm,” Iruka hummed suspiciously. “And what did you learn from
your…assignment?” When no reply came back he clucked his tongue disapprovingly.
“That’s what I thought. Do you want to work at a place like Walmart for the
rest of your life because you don’t care enough about your grades? You won’t be
joining the police force like you dream about if you never graduate high
school. Your brother works his ass off to get a perfect 4.0 GPA, you could at
least finish your damn homework…Maybe he could tutor you.”
Blue eyed bulged comically wide, Naruto gasped. Anything but that. Sasuke was a
major hard-ass when it came to studying. “No! I mean…yeah, I’ll make more of an
effort. No need to bring Sasuke into this, he is busy enough as it is.”
“Yeah, you’re right…but if you don’t turn off that game right now I’m going to
ask him anyway. And he will get payed for it…from your allowance.” Iruka
smirked knowing that he won as he diced up and the rest of the fruit.
“Gah! It’s off, it’s off. Going to bed now!” Hitting the power button, Naruto
leaped up off the couch and scampered away as quickly as possible, trying to
escape this conversation.
“And take a damn shower first.” Naruto heard over his shoulder as he ascended
the stairs.
Grumbling, Naruto made his way into the bathroom, completely forgetting a
change of clothes in his haste. After a quick 5 minute shower, Naruto finally
realized he had nothing to ware. Swearing under his breath he marched out of
the bathroom wrapped only in a small towel.
The bedroom light was on. Sasuke was sitting at his desk typing away on the
laptop. When Naruto entered the room, the pattering of the keys immediately
paused and an odd chocking sound came from his brother mouth while Naruto
scavenged in pile of clothes on the floor for something clean-enough to ware.
He really needed to do him damn laundry.
Arching a golden brow, Naruto looked at him strangely before throwing on a
wrinkled t-shirt that didn’t smelltoo bad. “What, did something finally stump
your genius head?”
It was possible that he sounded a little spiteful. The threat of Sasuke
tutoring him still lingering in his head.
But instead of giving a proper answer Sasuke mumbled something in Japanese.
“English, bastard. You know I hate it when I don’t know what the hell you’re
saying.” Removing the towel, Naruto quickly put on some boxers while facing
away from him.
“Nothing you want to hear,” he replied and continued typing. “You could always
just learn Japanese if you’re so curious.”
Well, if that doesn’t make it suspicious. Naruto thought with a glare. He
flicked the light switch off and jumped into bed.
“I was using that.” Sasuke growled.
“Too bad. Dad said I had to go to bed. Use the desk lamp.”
Naruto purposely left out the tutoring part. The tension between them was bad
enough lately—could literally see the taught outline of Sasuke’s shoulders. At
this point, Naruto wasn’t even sure where all this tension was coming from
anymore. All he knew was that working closely one on one would drive them both
fucking insane.
A few hours later, Naruto stirred in his sleep after feeling the mattress dip,
but he didn’t wake up. In his dream, he imagined his boyfriend sneaking into
his room through the window like some cheesy high school romance movie for
girls.
Gaara was laying on the bed, spooning Naruto’s back while placing tender kissed
along his neck and shoulder. Hands roamed all over Naruto’s body, eventually
drifting under the hem of his shirt. Naruto moaned and arched back into the
firm warm body. The curious hands froze and Gaara’s breath turned ragged. Not
liking the sudden stillness, Naruto whimpered and leaned in for more. The hands
resumed their movement, hesitantly at first, then desperate and full of need.
The caress was possessive. The touch hot.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Naruto knew something was wrong. He
shouldn’t be able to feel the heat radiating off Gaara’s body in a dream.
Shouldn’t be able to smell a spicy cinnamon sent that reminded him more of his
brother and less of his boyfriend. And he shouldn’t be able to feel hot puffs
of air from Gaara’s lips on his nape. It was all too real.
But, he didn’t want to wake up. Didn’t want the fantasy to end.
A muscled arm snaked underneath his neck and wrapped around to his chest while
the other held onto his hip like a seat-belt. He could feel the hard length of
an erection pressing against his ass. Naruto groaned and pushed back, leaned
his head back onto Gaara’s shoulder as his hand came up and rested gently on
his throat. Hips rocked, nestling the hard dick deeper into the seam of
Naruto’s boxers.
Damn, his heart was racing out of control. Even in his dream, it was dark. All
he could do was feel. It was thrilling and made his cock ache between his legs.
God, he needed more. Needed Gaara to fucking touch him there. As if reading his
thoughts, his boxers were peeled down past his waist, freeing his leaking cock.
Tender kisses were placed along his neck and shoulder before a hand reached
down and grabbed his cock. Naruto gasped and cried out Gaara’s name.
“No.” A deep baritone voice growled out instead.
What the fuck?
Naruto’s eyes shot open in a confused haze. Reality came crashing down on him
like a motherfucking sledgehammer. He was not dreaming. And that was not his
boyfriend’s voice. The room was dimly lit, similar to the dream. The only light
being from the street light streaming through the bedroom window.
“S-sasuke?” He stammered out. He couldn’t hear a goddamn thing past the blood
rushing past his ears.
“You remembered.” His brother’s voice was so low it was barely recognizable.
Naruto shivered.
“W-what? What are you talking about? What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”
Anger cleared the initial haze and confusion, turning his stutter into clear
clipped words.  
Naruto grit his teeth and swallowed back a groan as Sasuke squeezed his cock.
His shirt was pulled up past his nipples and his boxers were down to his knees.
One arm was wrapped around his chest, locking him against his brother’s body.
The position was similar to that of a wrestlers head lock.
Just like in the dream. And like the dream, he could feel the poke of an
erection buried in the crack of his ass. Fuck.
“You remember.” Sasuke repeated in a clipped tone, like he was making all the
fucking sense in the world. Then squeezed Naruto’s shaft almost painfully
tight. “Don’t play dumb with me, Naruto. You fucking remember everything. Don’t
you?”
Fuck, this was not happening. He couldn’t think past the pressure of Sasuke’s
hand on his dick. How the fuck was he supposed to remember whatever the fuck it
was his brother wanted him to remember?
Anger increasing, Sasuke bit Naruto’s earlobe before whispering harshly into
his ear. “It’s been three days…Three fucking days and you’ve pretended as if
nothing happened on Saturday after getting smashed.” He laughed humorously.
“Well, guess what? You slipped. You fucking forgot to hide your little secret
from me.” As if to clarify any confusion, he patted Naruto’s lower stomach.
Over the black ink etched permanently in his skin.
The tattoo. The shower. Entering the bedroom in only a towel. Shit. It had
completely slipped his mind when he left the bathroom.
“I don’t…Not all of it anyway.” It was true. Naruto remembered going to the
party with the intentions of sleeping with Gaara for the first time that night.
That’s when he met the rest of the band, Neji and Sai. Sai was kinda creepy and
very handsey. The other man was handsome and seemed nice enough. Then the
drinks came. One after another. Sai made sure a full dink was in his hand at
all times for some reason. Creepy, yeah. It quickly became a blur once they’d
hit the dance floor.
Naruto remember at some point that Sasuke was at the party somehow, pulling him
away from the dance floor. He doesn’t remember how he got home, only that he
found himself in Sasuke’s bed and extremely horny. When he woke up sometime in
the late afternoon fully clothed, alone and on his own bed, he thought it had
all been just a dream. After all, he had been having more and more of those
types of dreams lately—much to his displeasure.
Apparently it wasn’t a dream.
“G-get off me. I’m not just some leg for you to hump anytime you feel like it.”
Damn, the breathy stutter was back.
One stroke of his cock and Naruto’s legs squeezed together unconsciously as the
heat in his stomach nearly overwhelmed his senses. God, why couldn’t he stop
his body’s traitorous reactions? No matter how hard he fought it, his body
light up like a fucking Christmas tree whenever his brother touched him. 
Apparently, Sasuke didn’t like that answer. “No, little brother,” He whispered
into his ear and pushed him on his back. “I don’t want your leg. I want to fuck
you until your tight, virgin ass is full of my cum.” Sasuke said while his hand
continued pumping Naruto’s cock hard—almost painful. His grip perfect, just
right.
Fucking—damn.
Naruto eye’s widened in shock. He fought to swallow the saliva building in his
mouth, finding it really hard to breathe with Sasuke staring at him that way.
His breath sped up impossibly fast and his stupid dick jumped at the crazy
idea.
Sasuke couldn’t really be serious could he? Was this some kind of sick joke?
“You can’t be serious. It…it’s not possible. I have a boyfriend. You are my
brother for Christ sake!” His pitch increased towards the end. Sasuke shushed
him by wrapping a hand over his mouth.
“Sshhh…keep it down. Do you really want Iruka or Kakashi to walk in on us right
now?” Waiting for some kind of acknowledgement, Sasuke continued in a hushed
tone once the blond head shook. Just another reason to add to the list of why
this is so fucking wrong.“I am serious. I can’t get you out of my fucking head.
I’ve wanted you for…Never mind. Now that I know the attraction between us is
mutual, and that we are so comfortable using each other, I find it fare that
both of our needs get met.”
Ouch. He said that the other night hadn’t he? He could dimly remember telling
Sasuke that before passing out. 
What the fuck had he been thinking? That’s right, he hadn’t been.
The only thing on his mind that night was the need to get laid. Naruto could
remember only vaguely the kisses they shared among…other things. Apparently
when he was drunk he had no shame and wasn’t above using his brother’s body to
get off. The memory alone made him cringe. He’d never thought he could be so
desperate and pathetic and needy, but apparently he was.
He was swearing off drinking.
“Mphf!” Naruto mumbled against the hand covering his mouth. Sasuke slowly
released his hand like he was hesitant that Naruto was going to scream or bite.
Maybe both. Probably both. “Are you fucking crazy?! This—us, needs to end now.
You are sooo not fucking me.” He hissed quietly.
“Oh?” Sasuke smirked, his hips grinding down, pushing his steely bulge against
Naruto’s now that he was on top of him and straddling his waist. “I think you
will change your mind.”
God, he was serious. He seriously thought he was just going to let him fuck
him?
“You’ve gone mad if you think I will say yes to you.” He grunted, trying to
ignore the pleasure coursing through his groin from the friction.
Sasuke stared at him for a moment as if searching for something. Then he
abruptly took his mouth, he kissed Naruto—kissed him hard and achingly hungry.
Kissing Sasuke was allot like being struck by lightning. Naruto’s entire body
responded instantly. The kiss was angry, primitive and devastating, savage and
forceful, a man staking his claim. It probably shouldn’t feel so damn good but
it did, his own dick grew rock hard in response. When Sasuke finally released
his lips, Naruto frantically sucked in air.
“Oh, god.” Naruto moaned.
Sasuke’s grin was feral as he held Naruto beneath him, his voice purred in the
boy’s ears, “I am mad for you.” He teased the shell of his ear before tugging
on it with his teeth. “All I think about is you. Even when I’m in class. Your
hair…your eyes…the way you taste, and…God, those fucking lips.” He said in
between kisses, his voice low and thick with desire.
Groaning at the desperation in those words, Naruto felt himself responding to
his need.
Past his better judgment he started sucking lightly on Sasuke’s tongue. There’s
that part of him that wars against what he’s doing and reminded him of what a
shit idea it was. Another part of him couldn’t deny the lust between then. The
passion that burned his core with sexual desire stronger than he’d ever felt
before—including Gaara. He wondered if there was really something different
with him or if part of what he found so arousing was how fucking wrong it all
was. Actually, he surprised that Sasuke was even interested in him. Regardless,
when he felt Sasuke’s tongue on his lips, he didn’t deny him. Just opened up
and let it slide in, sweeping across his own tongue. Sasuke grabbed the back of
his head and pulled him closer, forcing their lips tight together as he
selfishly took his mouth. And he allowed it.
Naruto moaned. He didn’t even mean to. It just spit right out of his fucking
trap and into his brother’s greedy mouth. Sasuke’s tongue stroked inside him
while hot fingers grasped his dick and pumped in rhythm to his thrusting hips.
Heat stealing his thoughts away, Naruto found himself rocking up into the
touch, groaning when Sasuke’s hand traveled down to his balls.
Then Sasuke pulled back and started kissing him everywhere. God. Naruto’s
eyelids closed slowly, his lips parting as he panted. His touch was so warm.
His fingers felt so good, the way they glided across his muscles. He’d never
been touched like that before, like Sasuke was trying to devour all of him and
couldn’t get enough.
He should push him away. He should remind him of all the very valid reasons
this needed to stop. Lust was not a good enough reason to get together.
Especially when there was so much on the line. Not to mention how fucking wrong
it was. Even so, there was a sick part of him that just wanted to give Sasuke
what he wants again and again and again…as much as he wanted it.
Fuck—he needs to get a grip. He wasn’t drunk now. He had no excuses now.
“Sasuke…” Naruto moaned. Goddamn it, why did he have to be such a good kisser? 
“S-stop. We can’t do this.”
Sasuke slid off of him and Naruto thought his words had finally got to him. He
couldn’t help but groan at the sudden lose. When Sasuke came back with a bottle
of lube in his hand, he realized how stupid that thought really was. Sasuke was
never one to give up so easily.
Naruto scrabbled up the bed go get away, but Sasuke lunged for his boxer shorts
that were already down to his knees, pulling them off in one swift motion.
Suddenly he felt a lot more vulnerable, especially with the way Sasuke was
looking at him.
Tugging his ankles, Sasuke spread Naruto’s legs open and pulled him back
towards the center of the bed. Before he lost his ever-loving shit and kicked
the motherfucker in the face, Sasuke bent down and engulfed his flagging
erection without hesitation—like a pro.
Holy shit!
Naruto bit back a cry and bucked into his mouth. Iruka and Kakashi were in the
other room, if one of them were to wake up and check on them…well, let’s just
say he didn’t want that happening. He struggled to stay quiet as Sasuke bobbed
his head up and down on his now very hard shaft. He didn’t stop except long
enough to gulp air into his lungs before he dove in again.
“Sasuke—” he tried again, his heart thundering in his ears. This was wrong. So
fucking wrong. And yet he couldn’t push him away.
Only when he tasted blood did Naruto resize how hard he bit the inside of his
cheek as Sasuke sucked on the crown, his tongue sliding up and down before he
dipped lower, following that thick vein on the underside with the tip of his
tongue. All the way to the base, where he sucked Naruto’s balls into his mouth.
One at a time. Then he went back to swallowing his cock.
“You’re so hard, baby.” Sasuke kissed his crown. “You’re going to always be
hard for me. You’re going to know who you belong to once I mate you.”
Naruto couldn’t hear a single word he said, his mind fogged with lust. Hi hips
jerked. And again. He couldn’t stop. Soon, he had both hands in Sasuke’s hair
and was yanking his big brother’s mouth onto his aching, throbbing dick. The
feeling of wrongness was still there, but it was only making everything
hotter—sharper. What the fuck was he doing? What were theydoing?
Naruto writhed on the bed, thighs vibrating. Growls and groans muffled by the
pillow he brought to his face. He didn’t shy away from Sasuke’s touch, though.
He spread his thighs wider, arching. Offering.
Greedy bastard that he was, Sasuke took. Licking him until he was wet. Soaked.
That hole back there that no one should ever venture too? Sasuke put his mouth
over it. Put his tongue on it. All over it while Naruto spasmed uncontrollably
like he was having a seizure.
Apparently he was insanely sensitive down there. Who knew? Yeah, he didn’t even
know that about his own fucking body.
The feeling was both humiliating and amazing. Like his body with floating on
the soft pillowy clouds of heaven while his soul was getting torn apart alive
by little demons with little pitchforks in the blazing pits of hell. It was
conflicting to say the least.
He was twitching so bad Sasuke might as well have been using a taser on him
instead of a tongue. Fuck—it even felt like it. Like every nerve in his body
felt like an electric current was running through it. He tried to escape at one
point, but Sasuke held his hips down with enough force to leave a bruise. Not
like he had anywhere to go anyway, they shared the same fucking room.
“I’m gonna eat you. The fuck. Alive.” Sasuke growled, pushed one leg backward
and fucking dined. Tongue pushing in and then a finger, brushing against the
boy’s previously untouched prostate.
The words jolted through him like a shiver, shaking like a leaf, from his
shoulders to his curled toes as Sasuke took full advantage. It was crazy. So
fucking crazy. Naruto clutched the sheets, tears and sweat stinging at his eyes
as he fought to comprehend just what the hell was happening to him. It felt so
strange. Intense, dirty and so fucking good.
Naruto arched, tossed his head back, and he was coming. His mouth opening in a
silent moan. Everything white behind his eyelids, inside his head. Blinding
white. Wave after wave after wave, mind blanking. God.
After what felt like a small eternity, he could think again. He could see
again. It still felt surreal like a dream. Like he had never woken up and this
was all one big elaborate fucked-up fantasy. Except he knew better. He wasn’t
an idiot.
 When he finally looked up at Sasuke, he saw him staring at him with the
strangest expression. Then he popped open the cap of lube and smeared some on
his fingers, giving Naruto barely anytime to calm down from the unexpected
orgasm before inserting two fingers into his spasming hole.
 Naruto gaped and arched his back at the sudden intrusion. His muscles clenched
and then relaxed around the fingers. He was still too sensitive. It was nearly
painful when he hit that spot in him again. His not-fully soft dick hardened
again.
 Fuck. Was that even possible?
Three fingers entered him and anger sparked down his veins, washing away the
post-euphoric haze. “Sasuke, get the fuck off me. You got what you wanted. You
humiliated me and taught me a lesson. Are you happy now?”
“You think that is what I’m doing? Trying to humiliating you?” Sasuke glared
down at him with dark, hard eyes. “I want you, Naruto. I’ve wanted you for the
longest time, but I thought you were straight…until Gaara.” His said with
pinched look. “But now I can’t stop thinking about you. About touching you.
Kissing you. Tasting you…Fucking you.”
“You can’t have me. Not only do I have a boyfriend who I care about…don’t give
me that look. Whatever is happening between us is wrong and could never work.
It just wouldn’t. And you know it.” He admitted solemnly.
“You don’t understand. I need you and I’m going to have you. Tonight.” Kneeling
in between his legs, Sasuke was rubbing his erection slick with lube. His other
hand still stretching Naruto’s asshole.
Wait. When had he taken off his pants?
“Fuck off, bro. Just…jack off or something.”
“You’re hard.” He breathed heavily.
Sasuke leans over him, pressing his hand down beside his shoulder, his heated
eyes scanning his. Naruto was vulnerable beneath him and he appeared to like
what he was seeing. He watched Naruto closely, reading him as he continued
playing with his hole.
“Well, you keep touching me.”
“You want this. You want me.”
“I don’t.”
“That’s a lie. You’re fucking my fingers right now.”
For the first time Naruto noticed he was pushing back on Sasuke’s fingers. Well
Shit.
Sasuke pulled the fingers out, and Naruto whined, his hole clenching
convulsively. So empty. He never thought it was possible to feel so empty. He
squirmed, wanting.
Sasuke teased his fingers over his hole. Naruto tried to impale himself on
them, but he took the fingers away, laughing softly. The next moment, Sasuke
rolled on top of him and he felt something slick and blunt touch his hole.
Naruto exhaled in a blast when he realized it was Sasuke’s dick.
“This is my cock,” Sasuke said hoarsely. “If you want it, you will ask for it.
I’m not going to give it to you if you don’t ask.”
“I will never ask for it.” Naruto’s mouth and throat went dry, like he was
chewing on a mouthful full of pretzels.
“You will. I know you want it. I know how badly you want to be fucked. Enough
to let a stranger to take you at a party while your ‘boyfriend’ watches.”
Sasuke’s eyes flashed. “Tell me you don’t want me.” Naruto’s thighs burned and
trembled under him. “Say that you don’t need me.”
“I don’t. I…can’t.” Naruto shook beneath his weight, avoiding eye contact.
Naruto was lost in a sea of confusing thoughts. He had to remind himself of the
many facts and issues that stood in the way. But that didn’t keep the desire
away. Sasuke stirred a curiosity deep inside of him, and now he wants to know
about how it would feel. But it shouldn’t be with him.
“That’s too bad,” Sasuke said, holding him tight while the thick, blunt, and
hot object slid smoothly between his crack.
God, he was really going to fuck him. He was actually serious.
“Sasuke,” Naruto warned dangerously, something hot and wet was dripping down
his ass. It was his Sasuke’s precum, too much to be normal. His brother was
grunting as he rocked forward and rubbed his cock up and down the length of his
crack, wetting it with his precum until it was slick and coated.
“Say you want this,” Sasuke repeated.
“No.” God, he almost did.
“What do you think will happen when I tell Iruka about that tattoo you’re
sporting? You know…orphan boys don’t get the same punishment as a real son
might get. What do you think the punishment for something like that would be?
Summer of boot camp that Kakashi teaches for the new recruits? I hear he can be
a hard-ass.” Naruto’s eyes widened. He was immediately sweating. The tiny
droplets slid down the length of his spine. “And what about your boyfriend? I
wonder what would happen if he knew how much you liked gagging on your
brother’s big cock. How beautiful you looked swallowing all my cum. You think
he would still want you after that?”
“You…you wouldn’t.” Naruto’s face flushed with rage. It was hard to breathe.
“H-he wouldn’t believe you. He knows you hate him. He wouldn’t believe a word
you say.”
“I suppose not.” Sasuke continued in the matter of fact tone. “But a seed of
doubt can easily grow over time. You haven’t been with him very long. Fuck, you
haven’t even slept with him yet. You are both still young. Do you really think
your newly formed relationship will last after being away for a summer? He is a
goddamn rock star, he won’t wait for you. Then you’ll come crawling back to be,
and I will be waiting. But that doesn’t have to happen…all you have to say is
yes.”
“You’re extorting me? How—how could you? Why?” Naruto chocked out desperately,
his mind at war with the difficult choice he has to make.
“I told you already. I want you. And I’m going to have you.” As if to prove his
point, Sasuke nudged the tip of his cock into the tight ring of his anus. “But
I need you to say yes.”
Fuck. How could Sasuke do this to him? Yes, he’d always been a bastard. Always
got what he wanted when he put his mind to it. In most cases it was admirable.
Sasuke wasn’t one to give up on his goals. But this? This was ridiculous, even
for him.
Iruka would defiantly send him to boot camp. As much as he hated that idea it
wouldn’t be a deal breaker. But if Sasuke told Gaara that they got together
their relationship would never last over a summer of being in a long distance
relationship. One that he couldn’t even make skype calls with. He would lose
everything.
On the other hand, how bad could it really be? He was practically begging for
it the other night. Sasuke was experienced, Naruto trusted that he would make
it feel good, that much was certain. So far, every time they have been together
he has only experienced mind numbing pleasure like no other. Heck, maybe this
would curb their curiosity and lust for each other so they could go back to
being like normal brothers again. Like scratching a proverbial itch.  
He could practically smell the heaping pile bullshit forming in his mind now.
Who was he kidding? Nothing could ever be the same.
But this was his virginity they were talking about. While he didn’t really give
a fuck about saving it or anything, Naruto never expected his brother to be the
one to take it. It was Sasuke. His brother. And not just for the year they’ve
lived together, but ever since the very first day they met all those years ago.
After Sasuke rescued him in a shady ally from a group of assholes, he pretty
much imprinted on the pale, stoic boy like a baby duckling. Sasuke was his
hero. Brother. Best friend. And now—apparently his future secret fuck buddy. He
wasn’t going to lie, he was nervous as fuck.
But what choice does he have? So he said yes.
God. He can’t believe he just said that. Agreed to fuck his brother.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Sasuke came at him swiftly. His
lips pressed against his in no time, and he’s shoving him flat against the bed
with his legs spread open.
Oh, those fucking lips, his hot breath, the scent of his cologne. Naruto’s
senses were overwhelmed, his cock rock hard. He could feel Sasuke poking at his
pucker. Naruto surrendered by opening his mouth, a tongue slid in.
“But only once. Only this one time.”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to negotiate. If I want you again, I will
have you.” Sasuke said in between kisses.
Goddamn that motherfucker.
 
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Sasuke just smirks at his glare and wraps his arm under one leg, positioning
himself for better access to his ass, clearly so that he can get inside it. He
crawled forward, and Naruto felt the head of his dick at his hole again.
Anxiety wracked his mind. All of a sudden he just remembered how big Sasuke’s
cock really was. It wasn’t a problem until he realized that thing was supposed
to fit in his tiny asshole. He felt like a little mare about to be mounted by a
raging stallion.
“Relax, baby. You’re too fucking tense.” Sasuke gritted out as he nudged
against the boy’s clenching pucker. 
Easy for him so say. His heart was beating so hard against the bed, Sasuke had
to feel it. He must be shaking the foundation of the damned house with his
pulse alone. And what’s with all the pet names?
Naruto closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcing his body to relax.
The second Sasuke pushed past the initial tight ring of muscle, Naruto was hit
with the sting and burn. Fuck. The pressure in his ass was unlike anything he’d
ever felt.
Just as his cock was beginning to soften, and he was about to take all it back
and take his chances with the fucking blackmail, one of Sasuke’s hands wrapped
around him and started to pumping his cock.
“Breathe, bro. Your ass is so damn tight—so fucking hot. Jesus Christ.
Breathe.” Sasuke continued stroking him, his eyes sharp and watching every
expression while his face was pinched like he was the one in agony.
Naruto bit his bottom lip to keep from shouting. Or swearing. Maybe claw his
fucking face. Tears welled up in his crystal blue eyes. The pain was fucking
immense. He felt as if he were being skewered alive. Like his ass was being to
split in two. And Sasuke wasn’t even all the way in yet.
Jesus. How many inches was he?! It had to be a good ten.
Focusing on the hand on his cock, the dirty talk helped a bit. Naruto found
that they distracted him from the burn inside him as Sasuke continued to lower
himself. His felt his insides stretched wider and wider as he sank in even
deeper. Naruto snarled and cursed like a caged animal under until a hand
clasped over his mouth.
“Shhh, baby. As much as I would love to hear your screams right now, we can’t
tonight. Kakashi and Iruka are in the other room.” Sasuke whispered hoarsely in
his ears, his hot breath ghosting over his neck.
God. He wanted to bite his fucking hand. He wasn’t the one with a giant cock in
his ass! And was he implying that this was going to happen again?
Naruto squeezed his eyes shut, doing his best to get used to the feeling of
being filled, but it was so foreign and felt so different that he didn’t think
it would ever feel right. There was no way anyone could get used to this. It
felt strange and crazy and hot. And so fucking wrong that he almost laughed.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, dammit!
“It’s too fucking big,” he said, the sound muffled by the large palm loosely
pressed against his lips.
Naruto remained as still as possible, trying to get used to the invasion in his
body.
“I take that as a compliment.” Sasuke gave a strained laugh. He smirks before
continuing his work, moving a little slower this time, which Naruto
appreciated.
Inch by painful inch, Sasuke’s dick steadily marched forward in his rectum. His
belly felt taut and full by the time Sasuke finally hilted himself inside him.
Sasuke also kept very still as he waited for Naruto to adjust. Their heavy
breathing filled the air. The only movement coming from either one of them was
the occasional shutter. After a moment the presence of the oversized cock
inside his little hole hurt less and less, but was far from painless. He felt
so…full. His asshole was stinging.
Resting his sweaty forehead on the boy’s, Sasuke panted out in a strained
voice, “Please tell me I can move now.”
Naruto nodded and forced his body to relax even more. The minute Sasuke had
moved, the shaft inside him shifted, and the pleasure that shot through him was
surprising. Then Sasuke gently pulled his cock out, he moaned. Sasuke withdrew
so that the tip was brushing just inside Naruto’s stretched ring and then
slowly pushed back in. Naruto tensed involuntarily, expecting more pain, but
all he felt now was a satisfying burning, aching fullness in his bowels. The
sting had turned to heat.
Sasuke was moving at a steady place, his hips pistoning in and out. Breath
exploded past Naruto’s lips, followed by grunts and a shit ton of other
blissed-out sounds. Sounds that couldn’t even begin to describe just how good
Sasuke’s meaty dick felt. There was so much mass—he could barely stand it, and
yet he wouldn’t give up an inch.
Naruto’s eye rolled to the back of his head as Sasuke hilted inside him again,
his brother’s cock stuffing him to the last millimeter of its great length.
Sasuke would repeatedly pull his cock out and push it back in slowly, forcing
him to get used to being so filled. Naruto started to feel his tense muscles
relaxing and Sasuke seemed to sense it because he started to put more force in
each inward stroke. His large hand continued to jack Naruto’s prick.
Remembering how to breathe again, Naruto let out a large burst of air like he’d
been punched in the gut. His lips that were pressed against Sasuke’s palm
released a loud drawn out moan. “Oh fuck, Sasuke. Fuck!”
“How does it feel, having me inside you?” Sasuke smirks like he’s thrilled to
have this effect on him, the prick. But as he buried himself deep inside,
Naruto tensed up, pondering the question.
Though it’s a strange experience—and wrong. So fucking wrong. There’s something
nice about the way it feels to be filled by him, the sensation of him pushing
inside. And the way he felt Sasuke’s dick jamming into his prostate the way his
fingers had…“Good. Really good,” he managed to croak out.
Sasuke leaned down closer, his lips lightly brushing over his own. He was still
watching him carefully, gauging his reaction. Studying him. Reading him like a
book. His hot breath hits Naruto’s lips before he slams his mouth down over
his. God. Naruto eagerly accepted the kiss this time. Sasuke’s tongue invades
his mouth, pushing in, and picking up his pace. The discomfort Naruto felt
before was mostly gone, his body must have adjusted to the impressive size.
“Good, because I need to move inside you the way I’ve been fucking dying to.”  
And that was all the warning Naruto got.
The next thrust was so powerful the bed groaned, rocking violently. Naruto’s
entire body shifted upwards with the force. The way Sasuke slammed inside of
him had Naruto breaking their kiss and moaning. Over and over again. Desperate
groans and growls were swallowed up by Sasuke’s mouth. They sounded more like
wild animals rutting than two people getting it on.
He lost the ability to form coherent speech—lost his fucking mind. Not that he
could really talk anyway, with Sasuke still covering his mouth and all.
Probably for the best.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight.” Clenching his teeth, Sasuke’s nostrils flared as
he fucked Naruto, pounding into him with eyes narrowed to slits. And god did it
feel fucking amazing.
Hooking his heels around Sasuke’s waist, Naruto gasped and arched his back as
the position drove Sasuke’s cock in deeper, hitting that same spot again and
again, each time pushing him higher and higher. So good. Crazy hot. Thick and
hitting him right where he needed him.
Pinning his wrists to his sides, Sasuke’s weight crashing over him. With every
thrust, the hard abs of the man on top of him brushed against his leaking
erection. He felt utterly dominated as Sasuke took him. Claimed him. Possessing
him. Teaching him. A wet squelching sound filled the room every time Sasuke
pulled out and slammed back in, his balls slapping against his ass-cheeks. It
was lewd and filthy. And exactly what he would expect coming from Sasuke.
Naruto’s dick was leaked pre-cum profusely, pooling around his navel. Wet lips
trailed away from his mouth, across his face, frantically moving about like
Sasuke couldn’t get enough—making him feel desired and appreciated. It was an
odd but good feeling. The softer side of it confused him.
Wasn’t this just a quick fuck? A fucked up way to release sexual tension. It
didn’t feel like that anymore. And that was…strange.
The more Sasuke fucked him, the easier it was to take, the less he felt that
overwhelming pressure, and it became more about the intense pleasure racing
through his body. He was lost in a sea of sensation, his nerves on fire. He
tossed his head back as the raven haired man licks and nips at his neck. The
only noises coming out of his mouth were soft needy grunts and moans.
“God you’re beautiful. So perfect.” Sasuke muttered into his neck. The hand
holding down Naruto’s on wrist released and trailed down the length of his side
and around to the small of his back that was still arched in the air. “Like
you’re made for me.”
Affectionate words meant only for a lover, but they helped his body relax and
surrender to the rush that pulses through him as Sasuke continues to blow his
mind. If this is what having sex was like he should’ve fucking jumped Gaara’s
bones on day one.
“Ahh…Yes! Right there. Don’t stop. Faster!” Naruto shouted out as he neared
another orgasm, earning him a hand on his mouth. Again. Dammit.
Happy to fulfill his desires, Sasuke picked up the pace and brutally slammed
against his prostate. Feeling the heat his brother’s body was giving off,
combined with the way he grunts into his ear as he fucks him, it all forced
pressure to build in his sac, higher and higher to a point where it felt
painful.
“Come for me. You’re going to come so many times by the time I’m done with
you.” Sasuke purred in that sexy voice of his.
Fucking hell. Why did this have to be so wrong? Why did Sasuke have to be such
an asshole and force this upon him? Because let’s face it, Naruto was never
going to be able to ever look at him the same again. Whether in a good or bad
way, he wasn’t sure. But they defiantly couldn’t go back to being brother’s
after this.
“Ngh!” His muscles clamped painfully tight around the swollen cock buried deep
inside him. The fullness of it one again took his breath away.
In the next moment, Naruto’s vision nearly black-out, the world blurring
dangerously close to unconsciousness as lightning scorched him between his legs
and he came harder than the first time, his cock shooting untouched. It was
enough to coat their chest and stomach in sticky white cum, mixing with the
sweat, it smeared over his skin like sunscreen as Sasuke continued to push into
his quivering body. A musky sent was thick in the air.
Pleasure wracked his body, ripping through him like an earthquake as he
continued to ride out the orgasm. It just kept going. He screamed and wailed
into Sasuke’s firm hand. Thank god it was there.
Naruto’s eyes flew wide as Sasuke’s hips snapped forward again. The head of his
cock rammed against that special place inside him. After just climaxing it was
extremely sensitive. But the fucking bastard just kept driving into it like a
goddamn battering ram, until his cock was hard again, drooling in the wet
puddle of seamen that it already made. All Naruto could do was lie there and
take it as his brother pounded in-between his legs, keeping him spread open.
There was nothing he could do.
Sasuke dragged his cock over Naruto’s prostate, nailing it with every thrust as
he held Naruto beneath him, legs spread, skewered like a pig on a stick.
Forcing him to accept every inch of his meat.
Fuck.
The added sensitivity made him acutely aware of everything, from the rigid head
of Sasuke’s cock, thumping and bumping the tender walls inside him, to the
prickle of Sasuke’s trimmed pubic hairs scratching against his balls. The
sensation each time Sasuke’s struck his pleasure spot was almost too intense.
It wasn’t quite painful, but it made his stomach twist into knots and his body
shudder.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, Naruto felt close to pass out. From
exhaustion or too much pleasure he wasn’t sure. Maybe he wasn’t getting enough
oxygen with Sasuke’s hand still clasping his damn mouth. Before his vision
dimmed, Sasuke pulled back and raised up on his knees, sliding out. The brief
pause allowed some strength to come back in his shaky limbs. But it was short-
lived as his right leg was lifted up and placed on his brother’s opposite
shoulder. Naruto’s body twisted with the movement, and Sasuke grins darkly
before grabbing his other leg, forcing him onto his stomach. He pulled Naruto’s
leg off his shoulder and placed it on the mattress beside him. Then the
motherfucker yanks his hip back, ushering him onto his knees.
Face in the pillow, ass up, Sasuke traced his shaky hand over Naruto’s lower
back. Like he couldn’t believe that he was able to finally touch him like this.
In reality, he wasn’t. Sasuke should never have been able to touch him in such
an intimately way. But that line has obviously been crossed now. By miles.
As both hands cupped his cheeks apart, Naruto knew he was staring at his red
gaping hole and viewing his insides. Fucking embarrassing.
Fuck, he still could hardly believe this was happening.
Naruto held his breath as Sasuke raised a hand and slapped it firmly across his
ass, his round globs giggled and stung like a son-of-a-bitch.
“Oww! Fuck, Sasuke! What the actual fuck? That hurt, bastard,” he hissed,
looking over his shoulder with a venomous glare.
Raising a fine brow, Sasuke had the nerve to smirk, but his heated eyes were
dark and never left the glowing pink mark left on his behind. He leaned down,
resting his chest against the boy’s back and whispers into his ear, “You like
it, don’t you? Admit it. Look how hard you are…how much you’re leaking. I
thought you might be dry by now, but it looks like there is more cum left. And
I want it. Every. Last. Drop. I’m going to milk you until you have nothing
left.”
Shit—damn. The provocative and filthy words went straight to his groin. It
truly is a wonder how they haven’t woken up Kakashi or Iruka yet.
Before Naruto could figure out a smartass reply, he felt the pressure of
Sasuke’s cock as he enters him again, and, oh fuck, it felt even bigger at this
angle. And Sasuke didn’t even try to be gentle, he just rammed right in like he
owned his ass. Like that cock belonged inside him.
A strange animal sound left Naruto’s throat when his ass was speared. He hadn’t
even know he could make that sound. And once again, his mouth was covered,
because apparently he was being too loud. Fuck.
Sasuke slid his other arm around Naruto and pushes it against his chest. His
hold was possessive. He fucks him hard and fast from behind like a beast in
heat. Naruto being the bitch. He licks and bites behind his neck and shoulder
while he growls mineover and over.
Naruto was close to fucking losing it again. For the third time. Never in his
wildest dreams could imagine sex being like this. Even when he watched porn, it
never prepared him for this. This raw passion. This need. In this moment, he
felt like Sasuke owned of his mind, body, and soul. And maybe he did.
Somewhere in underbelly of his mind, Naruto knew how wrong that was. Some part
of him keep calling out to remind him about Gaara, about how this would affect
their relationship.
Could he really look into those intense emerald eyes and act like everything
was normal?
Would he think of Sasuke kissing him whenever their lips touched?
He didn’t want that. He truly cared for Gaara and would never want to hurt him.
And yet, he didn’t want to go back to being just brothers with Sasuke either.
Not after this. How could he? In a selfish way, he wanted both. But that was
just a foolish dream he saw threw his fuck-colored glasses.
He felt like a shitty person. Dirty and unworthy of anyone’s love. A terrible
brother and an even worse boyfriend.
Then Sasuke put pulled him back until he was upright while hammering away at
his insides. All thoughts flew out of his mind as he literally got his brains
fucked out by his brother. Each powerful thrust jerked his cock up and down,
slapping his already soiled stomach every time Sasuke seated himself in fully.
Sasuke pants as he continues thrusting. His breath hot and heavy. The sound was
so erotic. Something about it felt raw and uninhibited. He tucks his face low
and whispered into his ears, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”
That makes the both of them.
Naruto’s cock ached to be touch, needing release, but Sasuke hooked his arm
around his so that they were locked in place by his sides. He couldn’t touch
himself. Just take it in the ass. With some effort, Naruto forced himself to
relax, giving Sasuke complete control over his body as he dominated him. It
finally pushed Naruto over the edge once again, the pain and pleasure sharp and
fine and hot in his head.
“Oh, god! Oh, fuck. Fuck…Sasuke!” The orgasm ripped through his body with
little warning, and Naruto fell apart. Crying and screaming and sobbing, or
that’s what he was doing in his head. In reality, it sounded like chocked gasps
and muffles behind Sasuke’s firm palm. His release almost hysterical with its
intensity. His core felt as though it was trying to turn itself inside out as
every last drop of cum was milked from his balls. It burned and his hole felt
like it was one fire as the sore, tender flesh clamped down hard on his
brother’s cock.
With a grunt, Sasuke’s thrust in frantically. His hips jerked and stilled as
his balls drew up and cock swelled into the tight channel. Naruto could
literally feel Sasuke’s dick pumping jets of hot cum into his abused ass,
soaking his bowls, filling his belly up with seed with every pulsing twitch of
his massive cock until he collapsed on top of him.
Without Sasuke’s support holding him up, Naruto fell face first into the pillow
in a boneless heap. His body sate and completely worn out. Moving an inch
seemed an impossible task. Even his dry throat wouldn’t work well enough to
tell Sasuke to get the fuck off of him—it was hard to breath like this and it
he was lying in a wet puddle of his own cum. Gross.
 They lay like that for a while, still breathing hard. Sasuke was too heavy,
but Naruto grew to love it. It felt good. Warm and protective. He could still
feel his brother inside him, but the expected freak out didn’t come. Not yet,
at least. At last, Sasuke pulled out and rolled onto his side, tugging Naruto
against his chest.
“Fuck you were amazing,” he gives a deep, husky huff next to his ear.
“Were?” Naruto gave his best cocky reply, although sleep was tugging at his
consciousness.
Sasuke growled again and then nipped at his earlobe. Like even though he just
fucked Naruto’s brains out, he wanted more. He was still filled with this
frisky, electric energy…like he just couldn’t get enough of him. The potent
sexual energy was enough to transfer to his warry and abused body. Naruto
turned to him and pressed his lips against his. Sasuke eagerly accepted his
kiss, resting his hand against Naruto’s face, holding it steady as he devoured
him.
 Sasuke fucked him two more times that night.
On the bed and in the shower after deciding they needed to wash off all the
sweat and come. And Sasuke held his word about milking every last drop of cum
from his body. He had nothing left when he came for the last time in the shower
and passed out from sheer exhaustion while Sasuke was still fucking him.
Chapter End Notes
     So…hope the wait was well worth it. ;)
     Next up it’s going to get intense when Sasuke goes to encounter Gaara
     one on one about the party. And Gaara’s dark past becomes reviled.
End Notes
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