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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Jiraiya/Uzumaki_Naruto
  Character:
      Uzumaki_Naruto, Jiraiya_(Naruto)
  Additional Tags:
      Sexy_Jutsu!Naruto, Underage_Character, Sex_Between_Minor_and_Mentor,
      Vaginal_Fingering, Vaginal_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-04-22 Words: 2326
****** Terrible Life Choices ******
by mostlyharmless
Summary
     Naruto agrees to mess around with his Sexy Jutsu body and report back
     to Jiraiya on the experience. When unlocking the mysteries of the
     tuna taco turns out to be a lot harder than he expected, Naruto turns
     to his mentor for a hand.
Notes
     This is porn written for a requested prompt from Mina who was feeling
     poorly. Feel better darlin! I tried my best. This would be the
     definition of 'unrepentant porn' except there is a lot of repenting
     going on on my side. I apologise for everything. Please pay attention
     to the archive warnings and tags.
Naruto was having serious second thoughts about all this. He really had felt at
the time that he would do anything for a night under a roof and a hot bath, and
Jiraiya's deal hadn't even sounded that bad. In fact, it seemed pretty awesome
to Naruto, seeing as though all he had to do was make himself orgasm, which,
come on, where was the down side to that? He had thought that this would be a
piece of cake, but uh. Well.
For one thing, his Sexy Jutsu’d junk was really fucking weird. Like, of course
he had seen these bits before, plenty of times. In actual fact he'd had to
study them pretty hard to get the henge right in the first place. And it wasn't
like he was uncomfortable in this body, it was still his. But like, he had no
idea what he was doing. It was all just kind of... dry. And weird. Down there.
And another thing, Jiraiya was right there. Normally when Naruto did this he
sneaked off into the trees, he didn't just nut one out right in the campsite.
Here, Jiraiya's futon was an arm's length away. Naruto had no idea whether the
old perv was even sleeping. The deal had been a report! Not a show!
Naruto seriously doubted that even the most detailed knowledge of what it felt
like 'on the other side' would make Jiraiya's writing any more 'realistic' or
'compelling' but whatever, it wasn't Naruto's job to worry about that stuff.
Naruto's job was to train. That's what he had to focus on, here. This was just
part of training. So he could get stronger. So he could get Sasuke back. It
suddenly occurred to Naruto that focusing on that while rubbing one out was
probably actually kinda weird.
Maybe it would work better if he tackled this like he normally would and pulled
out some good old fantasies from the spank bank. Naruto threw his free arm over
his eyes and settled deeper into the futon. All right. Conjuring a really nice
picture of Sakura's ass in those tight black shorts. Rolling those shorts off.
Ino rolling those shorts off for her and kissing that little dimple at the base
of her spine. Long blonde hair brushing pale thighs. Mm.
He slid his fingers down through his folds, pressing lightly at the hole there.
Then the thought hit him, does Sakura do it like this? He felt himself clench
warmly and then his fingers were slipping more easily. Naruto's face went hot.
Okay. Sakura doing this. Sakura reaching up to play with her tits a little. Oh
wow yes.
Naruto slid his hand inside his yukata and cupped one of his own large breasts,
sucking in a breath at the little tingle of his hand against his hard nipple.
Were they normally this sensitive? He arced his back to push his breast harder
into his small palm, and the new angle of his hips made something feel really
fucking amazing down where his fingers were still sliding up and down.
Naruto couldn't stop himself gasping a little, his fingers suddenly incredibly
slick. It felt really good to just rub circles there, right over that nub of
flesh, everywhere felt tingly and nice but there it felt so good it was almost
sharp and the harder he rubbed the more he could feel something deep and
wrenchingly sweet clench down inside him. The feeling was kind of freaky but it
also felt so sexy he could barely stand it.
It would feel so good to be in there, Naruto realised, head muddled. It would
feel so hot and tight on his dick. It would feel so amazing to be clenching
around something thick and hard. He whined and rolled over, burying his face in
the pillow and clamping his thighs down around his own hand. His yukata was
damp with sweat, and the futon was way too hot. He wanted to throw it all off,
he wanted to rub himself all over it. He rubbed his smooth legs together and
tried to work his fingers inside.
The angle wasn’t right, and even though he was soaking wet he still burned
uncomfortably with the stretch. It wasn’t enough. Naruto pulled his fingers
out, feeling more slickness roll out down his thigh, and ground his palm
against his swollen clit. It wasn’t enough, either, any more. That throbbing
pull deep inside him only ached worse. His whole body felt tight and shaky and
needy. Naruto humped his palm again, and had to stop with a sob. It was too
much, sensitive to the point of pain, and he had no idea if he was even close
to coming. He felt tears prickle in his eyes. Holy shit, this was kind of
scary. What if he was stuck like this?
Naruto pushed the futon back and crawled shakily towards Jiraiya, feeling his
pussy squish as he shifted. He’d just have to wake the old man up and tell him
he couldn’t do it.
He stilled, blinking back the tears and gritting his jaw. No. He never went
back on his word.
When he looked over, though, Jiraiya was already looking right back at him
through the darkness.
“Uh! Y-you’re awake!” Naruto gasped, momentarily thrown by the higher pitch of
his own voice.
Jiraiya snorted. “You weren’t exactly being quiet, kid.”
“Shut the hell up!” squealed Naruto, punching at Jiraiya’s futon. He felt too
wobbly to bother with putting on the simpering act that usually went with this
form.
“Ow, that was my ribs!”
“Good!” Naruto hissed. He could feel the tears coming back. Even Jiraiya being
dumb wasn’t enough to kill his arousal. “This is all your fucking fault.” He
felt damp and achy and stupid.
“What?” Jiraiya’s voice was deep and scratchy in the dark. It was weirdly
comforting, even if Naruto would never admit that.
“I can’t... It’s not working right.”
“Ah,” said Jiraiya, solid and warm and strong and Naruto realised he was about
to do something really fucking stupid at the same moment he realised he had his
hands on Jiraiya’s shoulders.
“Um, kid, I don’t think you want to do this,” Jiraiya said, but his eyes were
glued to Naruto’s swaying tits. Pfff.
“Don’t get any weird ideas,” said Naruto, shoving the futon down and deciding
he wasn’t going to be embarrassed about this, “I just need a hand is all.”
Jiraiya wheezed with laughter as Naruto swung a leg over to straddle him. “A
hand, huh?” Naruto definitely wasn’t going to be embarrassed about the wet
patch he was leaving on Jiraiya’s yukata.
“And don’t you say a damn word about ‘training’ I swear.”
“Aw,” whined Jiraiya, but his big warm hands were rubbing firmly up and down
Naruto’s back, which felt really nice. Yeah, this was going to be okay.
Jiraiya’s arms wrapped around him, pulling Naruto down until his boobs were
squeezing interestingly against Jiraiya’s chest. Naruto wasn’t really all that
shorter in this body, but his shoulders were a lot narrower, and Jiraiya
surrounded him easily. It was actually kind of nice, though. For a few seconds
he let himself sink into the rare feeling of being held, feeling himself calm
down.
“What did you need help with, then?” Jiraiya rumbled in his ear.
“Well, I kind of. Feel like I need it in. In there. But my fingers aren’t
enough.”
Naruto felt Jiraiya shudder. Whoa. It was kind of thrilling, knowing he could
make such a powerful shinobi react like that. Well, Jiraiya made no secret of
liking the Sexy Jutsu, but it was one thing to watch him huff and yell like an
idiot, and another entirely to feel his breath stutter hotly in Naruto’s hair.
“It’s okay, kid, you can just lie there, I’ve got you.”
Naruto shivered, feeling something spike warm in his belly.
“No,” he said, pushing himself up and breaking the circle of Jiraiya’s arms. He
felt kind of cold now.
“All right,” said Jiraiya, placidly, watching Naruto’s tits bounce again. Urk.
“I said I just needed help. I’m not a baby.”
A really weird look passed over Jiraiya’s face, but it was a bit too dark for
Naruto to figure it out. Not that he actually got Jiraiya all the time, anyway,
the weirdo. A weirdo who Naruto was currently straddling sans-underwear, tits
hanging out. That hot bath so wasn't worth this. Okay no it totally was, it was
amazing.
“Right then,” said Jiraiya, “what do you want me to do?”
Actually saying it was harder than Naruto had anticipated.
“…Can you stick your fingers in me or something, I dunno. Yours might reach
better.”
“Sexy,” Jiraiya huffed.
“Pleeeeeease,” Naruto said, breathily, biting his lip and fluttering his
lashes.
“SEXY!!” Jiraiya yelled.
“Shut up!! Other guests are sleeping, you idiot!”
Jiraiya cackled (quietly) and reached down to cup Naruto’s crotch with his
palm. Naruto sucked in a breath.
“This okay?"
“Yeah, do it.”
Little shocks of pleasure run through him as Jiraiya worked his finger down
between flushed folds and wriggled in the thick wetness down there, other hand
stroking Naruto’s thigh. He screwed his eyes shut tight, waiting for some
stupid comment, but none came. Then something blunt was pushing inside him.
It still burned slightly, but Jiraiya’s practiced fingers got the angle right
away, and Naruto couldn’t stop a helpless sound escaping him as it slid right
up inside him. He clutched at Jiraiya’s wrist, and Jiraiya stilled.
“Okay, keep going.”
The wet sounds were loud in the quiet room.
It felt so much better than doing it alone. Jiraiya’s fingers pressed and slid
and lit him up inside, slow and careful and driving him out of his mind. He
tried to bounce his hips, force things to speed up, but it made Jiraiya’s
crooked fingers twist funny and pain twinged through him.
“Ow.”
“Sorry. It’s just not a good angle for what you’re trying to do.”
“H-hang on.”
“Oh. Are you okay?”
Jiraiya’s fingers slipped out of him, leaving Naruto clenching and empty.
“Yeah just, I need more, I need more…” He yanked at Jiraiya’s obi. “Can I…”
“Yeah, yeah, anything sweetheart, anything.”
Naruto was feeling wobbly and oversensitive again, shaky like he was going to
fly apart. He freed Jiraiya’s cock all by himself as Jiraiya’s hands rested
heavily on his thighs. He couldn’t look at it. This was starting to freak him
out a bit. But it was also kind of exciting, too.
“I’ll hold it,” said Jiraiya. Naruto was weirdly grateful, he had been kind of
stuck as to how to actually. Do what he was trying to do. Sit on a dick. Or
whatever you’d call this.
His hole had been worked open pretty well by Jiraiya’s fingers, and he was so
wet that as he managed to ease himself into a good position and leaned back,
the thick blunt length slid deep inside him in one rush.
Naruto’s harsh gasping was the only sound in the room.
He held still for a moment, feeling his muscles clamping down in satisfaction
around the intrusion. He felt full and it was weirdly good. It was better than
good. It was fuckin’ awesome, especially when he let himself bounce like he had
wanted to before. The rapid dragging and sliding deep inside him as he filled
himself over and over felt amazing. The harder he rocked, the hotter and
brighter something built down where they were joined, spreading through his
whole body and driving higher and higher.
He knew he was making some pretty stupid sounds, breathy squeaks and desperate
porn noises, but he couldn’t clamp down on them, and who cared, anyway, this
was sex and this was awesome. Wow, this really was sex. He was having sex.
Then Jiraiya’s hands were on his tits, squeezing them tight and pushing them up
and down. Naruto whined louder and his hips ground down hard, not sure whether
he wanted to arc into the sensation or pull away. The older man tweaked his
nipple just as Naruto angled himself away, and the zing of pain and the tug of
his heavy tits made him moan and bounce harder, edging even closer to the peak
of that bright bright knot of pleasure coiling tightly inside.
“What does it feel like?” asked Jiraiya, but Naruto could only groan.
Another bounce, his own motions tugging his nipples in Jiraiya’s hands, and
then all Naruto could do was grind, and grind, and then that knot of pleasure
burst, an overwhelming wave of clenching white pleasure rushing through him as
he wailed sharply and curled forwards with deep shivers.
He didn’t even realise what he was doing until Jiraiya’s face was glancing to
the side and his mouth was pressing into a sweaty palm instead. Something like
shame twisted inside him, but he was too drained to really feel the bite.
“You don't want that,” was all Jiraiya said. And then he pressed Naruto’s face
into his neck instead, rubbing his back until the singing in his body died down
and his breathing steadied, mind pleasantly blank.
Jiraiya chuckled and then Naruto was squirming and twitching, a finger pressed
against his oversensitive clit, brushing a pleasure electrically close to pain.
Naruto realised as the sparks jolted through him that what he could now
recognise as the edge of orgasm was still hovering close enough to reach again,
maybe close enough to fall into helplessly, if Jiraiya kept doing that.
Which he did.
*
(And then he did again. On his prompt Naruto tried his best to describe how it
felt while it was happening, but in the end he just screamed a lot and then
fell asleep, releasing the jutsu. Jiraiya didn’t come at all and was super
blue-balled and stomped around in the morning. He ended up getting Naruto to
write the chapter for him instead. It was a huge success.)
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