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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Hatake_Kakashi/Namikaze_Minato
  Character:
      Hatake_Kakashi, Namikaze_Minato
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-27 Words: 3605
****** Stopping All Stations ******
by chibi_zoe
Summary
     When puberty hits Kakashi, it does so with a vengeance. Luckily his
     sensei is there to help make everything better.
Title: Stopping all Stations
Author: chibi-zoe
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Yondaime x Kakashi
Rating: NC-17
Summary: When puberty hits Kakashi, it does so with a vengeance. Luckily his
sensei is there to help make everything better.
A/N: Written for the 'Summer of Smut' crack-fiction contest on aarinfantasy,
and won XD
When Kakashi made chuunin, he should technically have been counted amongst the
adults, but seeing as he was only five years old, his colleagues tended to
forget that part. As he grew older and puberty started to set in, he realised
that his genius had isolated him. His fellow chuunin were much, much older than
he was, and tended to resent his presence. The genin and pre-genin ninja, who
were his own age, were so far beneath him in ability, that he couldn’t bring
himself to even interact with them, let alone create some kind of intimate
situation to explore.
As his rising hormones started attacking his dreams at night, Kakashi noticed
another startling thing. His dreams only ever contained other boys, never
girls. It was just another reason for him to feel isolated and alone. He tried
desperately to tamp down the feelings, to stay in control of his rebelling
body. The last thing he wanted was for his sensei to realise that there was
something wrong, especially something so horrifyingly embarrassing. He could
just imagine that conversation, it sent horrifying shivers shooting down his
spine.
The more that he tried to hide his problems from his sensei, the more his
sensei invaded his thoughts. Kakashi started having vividly detailed dreams
about his sensei, so vivid that he often woke up with the sticky evidence
congealed in his sleeping pants. He tried desperately to act as normally as
possibly around the man, but it was hard when he could feel a blush rising on
his cheeks whenever his sensei looked at him. He would do anything to stop his
sensei from realising that something was affecting him.
Rather depressingly, his sensei seemed to have noticed anyway, and Kakashi
found himself catering to his sensei’s rather formidable appetite after
training one evening. As he carefully fried up the last of the fish that he’d
been saving, he heard the unmistakable sounds of his sensei’s stomach
grumbling. The man excused himself, with a flustered chuckle, before rising to
stand directly behind Kakashi. He could feel the body heat emanating from his
teachers’ body, and was hard pressed not to lean back into the muscular chest.
Something must have flared in his chakra, because Minato-sensei laid a gentle
hand on his shoulder and laid his chin on Kakashi’s head, sighing deeply as he
did so.
“What’s bothering you Kakashi-kun?” he murmured, as the hand on Kakashi’s
shoulder slowly slid down his arm. The butterflies in his stomach were going
into riot mode, and Kakashi stared fixedly at the fish, afraid that if he let
his attention slip he would throw himself into his teachers’ arms and beg him
for a kiss.
When he stayed silent, Minato-sensei sighed again, the exhalation ruffling
Kakashi’s hair. The hand on his arm rubbed his bicep consolingly for a moment,
before sliding down to take control of the fish.
“I’ll finish these if you want to set the table Kakashi-kun.” Kakashi took the
opportunity, as he slid out of Minato-sensei’s half-embrace, to brush against
the deliciously hard body.
As he set the table, he scolded himself for letting his hormones run away with
him, again. He should definitely not be fantasising about his sensei. The man
was the Yondaime Hokage, the most revered man in Konoha, and engaged to be
married. There was no way that he would be interested in a pubescent boy,
especially one that he appeared to see as a younger brother.
Dinner was awkward and stilted, despite his sensei’s many attempts to lighten
the mood. The man was usually charming and funny, but Kakashi’s blues seemed to
have affected him badly. Despite the uncomfortable atmosphere, Kakashi found
his attention continuously drawn to the other mans’ face. Minato-sensei was
more than pleasant to look at, and as his hormones raged, Kakashi found himself
thinking that the blond was the most attractive person that he had ever met.
Something of his feelings must have shown in his face, or been noticeable in
his chakra, because immediately after dinner, Minato-sensei moved around the
table to crouch in front of Kakashi, stared into his eyes and laid a warm hand
on his thigh.
“Don’t be embarrassed Kakashi-kun, I know what you’re going through. If you
ever need anything,” the hand on his thigh squeezed him gently “I’ll be happy
to help.”
Tentatively, Kakashi laid his own hand on top of his sensei’s and directed a
tremulous gaze into dazzling blue eyes.
“Thank you sensei, but I’m fine for now.” It cost him a lot to say that in the
face of Minato-sensei’s apparent offer, but he needed to sort his feelings out
first. There was more to consider than just raw lust, even if Kakashi couldn’t
remember what it was whilst his sensei was kneeling in front of him, and
staring up into his eyes.
“That’s good, but I’m here if you ever need me Kakashi-kun.” With that, his
sensei stretched up and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, before rising to
his feet and taking the dirty dishes into the kitchen.
It took Kakashi more than a month to sort himself out sufficiently enough that
he felt comfortable talking to Minato-sensei about that evening. It was the
evening after his Jounin exam; he was tired, dirty and mentally roughed up. He
was almost swaying on his feet as he knocked on the door of his sensei’s house,
secure in the knowledge that Kushina-san was away on a mission.
When the blond answered the door in nothing but a towel, with water droplets
still clinging to his muscular body, Kakashi could feel his control slipping
through his fingers. He reached out with an unwashed finger and swiped a path
through the dampness from Minato-sensei’s chest to the top of his towel. In
front of him, his sensei visibly shivered and raised his hands to draw Kakashi
into the room, and gently shut the door behind him.
“Come with me Kakashi-kun, you need a bath.” The words were whispered into his
ear as his sensei leant in close, so close that their cheeks brushed. In
response, Kakashi rubbed his face against his sensei’s, and found himself
enveloped in a warm, damp, hug.
In the bathroom, Kakashi allowed his sensei to strip him off, relishing the
feel of calloused fingers over his tired body. The man pointedly did not
mention Kakashi’s half-hard erection when he eased the boys’ pants down his
thighs. Glancing down, Kakashi swallowed at the sight of his sensei on his
knees before him, his mouth a hand-span from rapidly engorging flesh. Blue
eyes, under blond bangs, looked up at him and leered.
The smirk remained in place as his sensei rose to his feet, and Kakashi noticed
a distinct bulge beneath the towel wrapped around his sensei’s hips. Then,
before his eager eyes, his sensei let the towel drop. His eyes drank in the
sight of his sensei’s slowly hardening erection. It was much larger than
Kakashi’s own, with heavy balls and a wild nest of blond hair. As he stared in
rapture, he could see blood pulsing along the exposed vein and the organ
visibly became harder.
He startled as heavy hands landed on his shoulders, and he dragged his eyes up,
drinking in the muscular body as he did so, until he was staring into the lust-
filled face of his sensei.
“Sit down Kakashi-kun, and let me wash you, then we can relax together.” The
words were low and had a husky overtone that went straight to Kakashi’s groin.
Swallowing the urge to just throw himself into Minato-sensei’s arms, Kakashi
slowly turned his back on the blond and moved to sit on the small bathing
stool. He deliberately made his movements slow and languid, bending from the
waist to reposition the stool before sitting on it. When he was seated
comfortably, he looked over his shoulder, to see his sensei’s eyes dilated with
lust, and his tongue absently whetting his lips in a rhythmic motion.
Kakashi felt his cock jerk in response to the look on his sensei’s face, and
barely swallowed a groan when the blond moved to crouch behind him, so close
that he could feel the heat from the larger body. When the wet washer began to
move in seductive circles, he shivered in anticipation. He didn’t know why his
sensei was doing such things, and at this point he couldn’t bring himself to
care. The man wanted him and found him desirable, if the hardness that poked
his ass in time to his sensei’s movements was any indication, and that was all
Kakashi cared about.
When his body was clean, aching with arousal but free of sweat and dirt,
Kakashi felt his sensei shuffle even closer until the man was plastered to his
back. Sensuous hands slid teasingly down his abdomen and began to play with his
sparse silver pubic hair, before dipping lower to lightly tickle his testicles.
Kakashi groaned and leant back against the man behind him, resting his head on
his sensei’s shoulder and turning slightly to nuzzle into the blonds’ throat.
Under his rarely-revealed lips he could feel Minato-sensei’s pulse pounding and
hear his quickened breath, he inhaled the unique scent that belonged to his
teacher and sighed lustily. Long, hard fingers wrapped themselves around his
aching erection and squeezed firmly, before beginning a slow jerking motion
that made Kakashi’s breath catch in his throat. Quite deliberately, he arched
his back and ground his ass against the hardness resting along his crack.
“Ahh, Kakashi-kun you’re a very naughty boy.” His sensei groaned into his ear,
as he took hold of his own erection and, ever so slowly, pushed it between the
globes of Kakashi’s ass. It felt strangely exciting to have that hardness
pushing against him, and Kakashi wondered what it would feel like actually
pushing into him. He imagined that it would be a wonderful mix of pain and
pleasure, just what he liked.
“Sensei,” he gasped as the man thrust his hips and Kakashi felt that hardness
rub across the sensitive flesh of his anus, “more, please. I want you in me.”
Minato-sensei’s arms tightened around his chest at his pronouncement, and for
one horrifying moment he thought that the man was going to get up and leave,
but then he heard a deep rumbling groan rising up from the chest pushed against
his back.
“Ahh, not here Kakashi-kun, you deserve better for your first time.” Kakashi
squirmed delightedly in his sensei’s arms.
“Suck me off first,” came the quiet command in his ear, “and then we can go to
the bedroom.” His sensei then licked his ear, before lowering his head to suck
on the side of Kakashi’s throat.
Twisting slightly in his sensei’s grasp, Kakashi slowly slid down and back,
beckoning Minato-sensei to sit on the bathing stool. As his teacher moved,
Kakashi was gratified to see beads of moisture gathered at the tip of his cock.
Unable to help himself, Kakashi leant in to lick at them before the blond had
finished seating himself. Strong fingers wound through his hair as he did so,
and he heard a wonderful whimpering sound rising to fill the small room.
The sound got louder as Kakashi licked attentively at the organ filling his
vision. It was difficult to know where to start, Kakashi had never touched
someone else’s erection before, and he’d never even seen fellatio being
performed, although he had read a brief description in a book that Jiraiya-sama
had given him. Opening his mouth, he slowly allowed the swollen flesh to pass
his lips and started to suck gently. The hand wound in his hair tightened,
almost painfully, as he suddenly sucked as hard as he could.
“Kakashi-kun, you’re so good to your sensei. This is only your first attempt
and you’re already better than Kushina.”
Hearing the name of his sensei’s wife almost caused Kakashi to stop what he was
doing, but then the meaning of his sensei’s comment penetrated his brain and he
had to fight the urge to smirk. So he was better than a grown woman, who’d
presumably had plenty of practice? Well, he wasn’t called a genius for nothing.
With the taste of his sensei flooding his mouth, and the musky scent of a grown
man filling his sinuses, Kakashi felt like he could cum without any stimulation
at all, he’d never been so turned on in his life. Abruptly, Minato-sensei
stiffened and warm liquid flooded into Kakashi’s mouth. He swallowed hastily,
trying desperately not to choke as his sensei’s hand kept his head still. The
stuff was thick and rather unpleasant, but the sound that his teacher let loose
made it all worthwhile.
Rising unsteadily to his feet, Kakashi stared down at his flushed sensei. He
watched, with wide eyes, as the man leant forwards and enveloped his own,
freely leaking, erection between sinful lips. Minato-sensei slowly ingested his
entire length, until the blonds’ nose was buried in silver strands, then his
sensei sucked and did something delicious with his tongue and Kakashi was lost.
The orgasm that thrilled through his body was the most intense thing that he
had ever experienced.
Kakashi slumped forward in his sensei’s embrace, as the man pulled back and
licked his lips. He felt almost boneless with pleasure. Minato-sensei wrapped
strong arms around his body and hoisted him into the air, as he rose slowly to
his feet. For the first time ever, Kakashi allowed the man to coddle him, and
merely wrapped his wiry arms around the man’s muscular neck for balance. The
blond moved slowly out of the bathroom and padded down the hall to the bedroom.
Kakashi was gently lowered onto the bed, and Minato-sensei smoothed a calloused
hand down his chest, coming to rest on his thigh. Looking up at his sensei, who
was hovering over him, Kakashi tried out his best leer, and was rewarded with a
wicked chuckle and his sensei swooping down to claim his lips in a heated kiss.
He couldn’t remember the last time that he had felt so wonderful, and he
realised instantly that he would do anything to keep the sensation.
Having released his lips, Minato-sensei slowly made his way down Kakashi’s
body, kissing and nibbling as he went. With a teenager’s natural ability,
Kakashi’s cock was already steadily hardening from his teachers’ attentions,
and Minato-sensei paused to huff hot air across the sensitive tip. Kakashi
shuddered in delight, and then allowed a small cry to escape his throat as his
balls were slowly sucked into a warm cavern and gently rolled about.
He was panting by the time his sensei released his sack with a lewd popping
noise, and had to grasp desperately at the sheets as those wet lips and
talented tongue delved even lower. He could feel his ass spasm as the warm
muscle probed him, and he parted his thighs as far as could, drawing his knees
up to provide his sensei with better access. He would never have believed that
something so dirty-seeming could feel so wonderful.
The tongue twirled and thrust in his most intimate place, saliva dribbling from
the point of penetration and dampening the sheet beneath him. His throat was
releasing the most perverse noises of pleasure that he had ever heard, and his
heart was pounding so loudly that he was surprised that Minato-sensei couldn’t
hear it. He writhed in the talented embrace of his most precious person and
knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this moment was the most perfect that
he had ever experienced.
When his sensei drew back, Kakashi whined in disappointment, and Minato-sensei
chuckled wetly at the sound.
“I take it you enjoyed that Kakashi-kun?” he licked his lips lasciviously as he
said it, making Kakashi’s heart pound even harder.
“Get onto your hands and knees for me Kakashi-kun, and show me where you want
me.” His sensei’s eyes were dilated with lust, and his face was deliciously
flushed.
Kakashi slowly rolled over and rose onto his knees, pushing his ass into the
air, but leaving his arms folded beneath his head. Behind him, he heard his
sensei’s breathy laugh, before suddenly, that wonderful tongue was back – this
time accompanied by a slender finger, which probed deeply into his welcoming
body.
One finger shortly became two, and Kakashi was lost in a world of pleasure, so
lost that he barely registered his sensei drawing back and kneeling up behind
him. When the fingers, which had been stretching him so deliciously, withdrew,
he cast a desperate look back over his shoulder and was rewarded with a
strangled gasp from his sensei.
“Ah, Kakashi-kun, you’re so perfect, so delicious. I could eat you all night.”
A breath of cool air wafted across his achingly empty asshole and he wriggled
his hips. Behind him, he sensei groaned, sounding almost in pain, and then
Kakashi felt something huge lodge itself in the crater of his anus.
Minato-sensei thrust lightly against him a few times, teasing him until Kakashi
moaned and pushed back with his hips as the blond thrust forwards. There was an
unbelievable pressure and then a vicious spike of pain, before an odd feeling
of fullness slowly permeated his awareness. His teacher was panting, moaning
and raining endearments down on Kakashi as he slowly pushed his way forwards.
Determined to be an active participant, Kakashi pressed back with his hips,
ignoring the sting of his over-stretched flesh.
He could feel every tiny increment of flesh that was slowly forced into his
virgin passage, the blunt head gradually forging a path. The prominent veins on
Minato-sensei’s cock rubbed against the ribbed muscles that made up Kakashi’s
ass and sent little spikes of pleasure shooting up his spine. His sensei’s
hands were rubbing soothing circles on his lower back, and he could feel the
hairs on his sensei’s thighs brushing against his own.
When his sensei hilted, the man leant down to mouth at Kakashi’s neck, whilst
slowly swivelling his hips. His breathing was heavy, and Kakashi could hear it
hitch whenever he clenched his muscles. Smirking to himself, he clenched as
hard as he could, for as long as he could, relishing the pleasure that washed
through his own body at the action. Above him, Minato-sensei whined and wrapped
muscular arms around his chest, panting against his sweating skin.
The feeling of that hard, hot length slowly withdrawing was agony to Kakashi;
he whimpered and pushed back with his hips, trying to prevent the loss. Just as
the head of Minato-sensei’s cock nearly pulled free of his ass, the man drove
powerfully back into him. Kakashi grunted at the force, and turned his face to
bite into his own arm, trying to hold back the expletives that were threatening
to tumble from his mouth as the melange of pleasure and pain burned along his
nerves.
Minato-sensei laughed at him, reaching forwards to ruffle his hair
affectionately, and telling him to just let the words out, he wouldn’t offend
anyone. Raising his head slightly, Kakashi nodded his acquiescence, and let
loose a low moan as his sensei suddenly impacted with something wonderful.
Dreadfully perverted things dripped from his lips as his sensei pounded into
his prostate, reducing him to a being that pure sensation and no thought.
He lost track of time as his sensei thoroughly ploughed his no-longer virgin
ass, but Kakashi wished that it could go on forever. All too soon though, he
felt a large hand snake its way to the junction of his thighs and grasp a hold
of his throbbing erection. It only took three quick pumps before he sprayed his
essence all over his sensei’s bed. As his body tightened in orgasm, he felt his
sensei stiffen and exclaim loudly at the tightness of his body.
As the final spasms rocked through his body, he felt a strange vibration coming
from the length buried in his ass, it was followed by a harsh groan from
Minato-sensei’s throat, and a decidedly odd squishy feeling in his anus. The
heavy weight of his sensei’s body collapsing onto his own, clued him in that
the man had just cum, had released himself deep inside Kakashi’s body, had
filled him up in a way that he’d never experienced before but desperately
wanted to experience again, and soon.
In his ear, his sensei was whispering sweet nothings, and stroking slow hands
down his sides. He shuddered as he felt Minato-sensei’s limp cock slip from his
body in a flood of dampness, and shifted uncomfortably. His ass was tingling
unpleasantly, and his stomach was churning and roiling, but he had never been
as contented as he was in this moment. He wished that he could stay here
forever, wrapped in Minato-sensei’s arms, exhausted from their intimate
activities.
Kakashi stayed the night with Minato-sensei, and slept better than he had in
years, wrapped tightly in strong arms, lulled by the steady heart-beat. All too
soon though, the sun inched its way over the horizon and the two shinobi slowly
rose to begin their days. Kakashi felt like he’d been run over by a hoard of
academy students, but he wouldn’t trade the sensation for anything. He smiled
tentatively up at his new lover and felt his heart swell at the returning grin.
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