Four Legged Frolics in Surburban Tokyo

A/N: For people who like to know the pairings beforehand (which, I know, is mostly everyone), they will be Kisame/Itachi, Kakashi/Sasuke, Sasori/Deidara, Naruto/Sasuke, and, possibly, Kisame/Suigestu.


1. Anonymous Sex in a Public Restroom


"God. I can't believe summer's over. It's always too short."

If Itachi was the type of person to roll his eyes, he would have done so right then. He looked up from scanning food products to see that Deidara wasn't even paying attention to the order he used to pack the groceries. He had just dropped a carton of milk on top of a loaf of bread.

"Being back in school will be good for you," Itachi said, before focusing his attention on the customer. "That will be fifteen fifty."

The customer, a girl he vaguely recognized from the school, giggled as she handed him exact change. She grabbed her bag and ran off shortly thereafter, too shy to do anything else.

Deidara snickered as he watched her run out. "It's such a waste. All those girls going ga ga over a fag like you."

'That's a derogatory term, Deidara," Itachi replied, without missing a beat. "And as some one who's gay himself, probably not one you should be using."

Deidara stuck his tongue out at Itachi before slumping down on the counter. Thank God no one was coming into their little corner convenience store today. It meant he could slack off as much as he wanted. Of course, Itachi being Itachi, the other boy went to tidy up the already impeccable (to Deidara's naked eye) shelves. Asshole was a shoo-in for employee of the week again.

"So," Deidara said, deciding to tease Itachi a little bit, "any new cute guys on the soccer team?"

"I wouldn't know," Itachi replied.

"Oh yeah? I was walking by the other day when you guys were having your summer training. I saw a guy there that was totally your type. Tall and well-built. Kind of odd-looking, in my opinion, but you never did mind a butterface."

Itachi paused from reorganizing magazines for only a fraction of a second, but that fraction of a second was all Deidara needed to tell his instincts had been right. When it came to Itachi, after all, Deidara was almost an expert. They knew each other extremely well, despite the fact that they were pretty much friends by default. Itachi's personality was so far from Deidara's that they doubted they would have ever befriended each other if not for the fact that they had lived in neighboring apartments since they were kids. Plus, considering there weren't exactly that many openly gay guys running around their school, it was just easier to hang out with each other.

"Any chance he's gay?" Deidara asked.

"About a hundred percent," Itachi replied, expression never changing. "He kept checking out my ass during practice."

"Some guys have all the luck." Deidara really wanted a boyfriend this year. He was sick of jerking off alone in his room while watching free porn on the internet; he wanted some first hand experience.

"How are things going with Sasori?" Itachi asked.

Deidara blushed at the mention of his long-time crush. The president of the art club was as distant as ever, but Deidara was going to change that, now that he was acting vice-president. He'd definitely make use of the opportunity this year to get Sasori to notice him. "I'm working on it."

"Why don't you just pick up some one at The Shop?"

"Because I'm not a slut like you," Deidara replied.

Itachi didn't look at all nonplussed by the half-hearted insult. "I'm not ashamed of anything I do. Do you want to go after work?"

Deidara popped his gum as he considered it. Even if he wasn't looking to hook up, maybe he could find someone to make out with for a while. "Fine."

The location that the boys referred to as The Shop was actually your run-of-the-mill, neighborhood pornography store. However, only about one fourth of the building actually housed the store. The other three quarters, accessible via an unmarked back door, was an illegally operated gay bar. It was generally an older crowd, made up of quite a few closeted married men, but there was a small contingent of younger patrons as well.

Of course, technically, The Shop didn't allow boys under eighteen. It had been Itachi who had found out about this place, noting the discrepancy between the size of the pornography store and the surrounding stores. And it was Itachi who somehow talked the owner into disclosing the hidden knock that allowed access into the club. Deidara wasn't sure how he did it, but Itachi was an extremely resourceful, surprisingly scary guy. At times like those Deidara was glad they were friends.

They headed to The Shop right after their working hours were done. Itachi used the secret knock on the back door, and promptly after they were let into a dark, dank semi-labyrinth of a space. They walked through a narrow hallway, ignoring for now the doors, some open and some closed, that lined both sides. Most of the doors led to small adult video booths, complete with glory holes. The end of the hallway opened up into a small space that was crowded with more tables than should reasonably fit.

"I've got the first round," Itachi said. He headed to the bar while Deidara found them a table.

Deidara watched as Itachi made his way to the front. Of course, as soon as Itachi had placed his drink order some guy was coming over to hit on him. Deidara scowled at that. It really was unfair, he thought, for all that intelligence and good looks to be wasted on a personality-less robot like Itachi. It also wasn't fair that even with his long, sleek black hair, Itachi still managed to look like a guy. Deidara, on the other hand, was often mistaken for a girl. Deidara had contemplated cutting off his long hair, but he'd probably still look like a girl even if it was short.

At any rate, even in the darkness Deidara could see that the guy at the bar wasn't Itachi's type, and pretty soon Itachi was heading back to the table with their drinks.

"See any one you like?" Deidara asked.

Itachi nodded. He surreptitiously gestured to a man at a different table. The guy was probably in his late thirties at least, but he was decently good-looking. The t-shirt he wore stretched out across his chest, showcasing his broad shoulders and well developed pecs. And, sure enough, the guy was staring over at them. Itachi made eye contact with him, and with a nod of his head, they had come to an agreement.

"I'll see you later," Itachi said, getting up.

"Yeah. Don't leave without me." Deidara watched as the man also got out of his seat, and the two of them left for the back rooms. He sighed, wondering why he had agreed to come here.

Itachi made his way towards the back room, aware of the presence of the man following him. The man was getting closer and closer, until they were separated by only a few steps. Itachi opened the door to a small bathroom and stepped inside. Before the door slammed shut he felt hands reaching under his t-shirt to rest on his abdomen and a hot mouth on his neck. The man's body was pressed against his back, and he could feel a hard cock already grinding against his ass.

"It's rare," the man said, his voice a hot murmur against Itachi's skin, "to see some one as good looking as you in a place like this."

"There's no need for pick-up lines," Itachi replied. He moved his hips back, slightly, precisely, just enough to elicit a moan from the man. "Just fuck me already."

The man moaned at the words before turning Itachi around so that they faced each other. Their mouths met in a harsh kiss, their tongues intertwining as Itachi let the man push him backwards. Soon he felt the back of his thighs hit the sink, felt their cocks thrust together through the denim and khaki of their pants.

"Hey," the man mumbled, backing away from their kiss. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen," Itachi lied.

The man looked dubious, but was probably more than happy to believe him. "Yeah. Okay."

The man shoved his tongue in Itachi's mouth again. His large hands fumbled at Itachi's zipper, and soon he was pulling Itachi's jeans and boxers off at the same time. They landed on the bathroom floor, and he pushed Itachi backwards so the boy was sitting on the edge of the sink. Itachi moved his hands to the bottom of his t-shirt, about to lift it up and off, when the man stopped him.

"Leave it on," he said, licking his lips. He looked down at the boy through heavy-lidded eyes. There was just something so hot about seeing the boy with just a t-shirt on, legs spread and pink cock jutting out from that nest of black curls. "You look good like that."

For his part, Itachi leaned back and spread his legs as wide as they could go in this position, putting his cock and ass on display for the man. Deidara could call Itachi a slut all he wanted, but Itachi didn't care. He liked this. He liked sex. He liked being fucked. So if he liked it, he was going to do it.

The man bent down between his legs, taking in the view.

"You've got such a gorgeous hole," he said, admiring that pink, puckered entrance before leaning forward to lick it. His lips moved reverently around it, his tongue moving in circles across it, savoring the taste. Finally he pushed inwards, and the hole seemed to open up around his tongue and let it in. He moved his tongue in and out, fucking Itachi with it, delighting in the boy's gasps and heavy breathing. He could eat the boy out all night, but his cock was hard and throbbing between his legs.

Itachi watched as the man stopped tonguing him and stood up instead. His hole felt so much emptier now, and he would have protested if he didn't know what was coming next. The man unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard sex, which Itachi was disappointed to see was only average size. The man also took out a condom and slipped it on, before lifting Itachi's left leg with his hand. His other hand held onto the base of his erection as he moved it towards Itachi's hole. He moaned as he pushed it in.

"You feel so fucking good," the man mumbled, leaning forward as he got deeper and deeper, "so tight and hot."

Itachi threw his head back in pleasure. There was nothing he liked more than a hard cock in his hole, and couldn't wait for the man to start fucking him in earnest. He didn't have to wait long, as soon enough the man pulled out and pushed, hard, back in. He started fucking Itachi with deep, almost violent thrusts. But that was just the way Itachi liked it, and he lifted his hips up to meet each thrust, wrapped his legs around the man in an attempt to get him even deeper inside of him.

Even though Itachi could come just by being fucked liked this, he reached his hand in between them and started jerking himself off in fast movements. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the cock pistoning in and out of him, enjoying the wet sounds of every thrust inward. He wasn't sure how long it went on like that, but eventually he could feel the man about to come, could feel his thrusts grow shorter and more erratic. Itachi could feel that crescendo build up in his own groin as well, and let himself go. His vision blurred as he came, seed spurting out onto his hand. When he finished he was aware that the other man had stopped and was pulling out of him, one hand on the base of his cock so that the condom didn't spill.

"That was great," the man said, as he pulled the condom off, "you've got a really great cock hole there. Tightest I've been inside of in a long time."

Itachi ignored the man as he cleaned himself off and put his clothes back on. That had been good enough, but. . .

"Can I get your phone number?"

"Sorry," Itachi replied, "I don't give my number to strangers."

Itachi left first, leaving the other man in the bathroom. He went back to the bar to look for Deidara, and found his friend sitting in a booth making out with some random guy. As he got closer he could hear snippets of conversation between their kisses, something about the guy wanted to go into a back room and Deidara protesting.

"Ready to go?" Itachi asked as he got closer. The man looked disappointed, but Deidara's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, what took you so long?"

Deidara extricated himself from the other guy's arms and joined Itachi as they walked out of the club.

"Man," Deidara said, "talk about a perv. Even though I told him I just wanted to make out his hands were wondering everywhere."

"He must have gotten the wrong impression," Itachi replied, completely deadpan. "After all, why on earth would some one come to a gay hook up joint in a sex shop for anything other than making out?"

"Oh, shut up. You're such an ass."

They had just walked out of The Shop when Deidara noticed Itachi's eyes light up. They stopped, and Deidara noticed who he was staring at. There, leaning against the wall of The Shop and smoking a cigarette, was Itachi's tall kouhei from the soccer club.

"Kisame," Itachi muttered.

The other boy looked shocked for just a moment before breaking out into a grin. "Hey, Itachi-sempai. What are you doing here?"