Life's Individual

Shikamaru and Chouji, Part Two;


The kiss lasted two minutes, maybe less. Either way Shikamaru was shoved off the bed by a gasping and blushing Chouji. Chouji sat up, spluttering as he stared at Shikamaru in shock, ignoring his glare. "Y-you kissed me!!" He accused, glowering at him. Shikamaru sighed, getting up from the the floor. As much as he liked the floor, brown eyes rolled, murmuring troublesome, he rather not be lounging around on it.

Shikamaru ignored Chouji's spluttering and once satisfied with his own appearance, Shikamaru reguarded the boy. "Shut up."

That command alone quieted Chouji, eyes wide, and staring. "You...you yelled at me! And you kissed me!"

Shikamaru rolled his eyes, again. "Troublesome. Yes I kissed you and no I didn't yell at you." Shikamaru gave him a pointed look. "Your the one's thats yelling."

"Because you kissed me!"

"So?"

"So?! GAH!" Chouji flopped back onto his bed, grabbing his pillow and smacking it into his face in frustation.

Shikamaru chuckled slightly, trying not to find his friends stupid reactions cute. "Was it that bad?"

Chouji flushed just a little more and peeked at Shikamaru from under his pillow. "I'm hungry.."

Shikamaru snickered and moved over to the bed. 'He's not flinching from me...Thats good..So far..' Shikamaru took a cautious seat at the edge of Chouji's bed, not venturing closer. "Your always hungry."

Chouji glared at him. "Not always. I only eat when somethings bothering me."

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. "And I'm bothering you?"

"Yes! I mean...I.." Shikamaru shook his head and crawled over to Chouji, ignoring the panic look the boy gave him before laying down next to him.

"Troublesome. Look, I won't kiss you again." He muffled in the folds of his arms once settling down.

"Really?" Chouji whispered, watching Shikamaru nod his head. Shikamaru looked at him when Chouji went mute for too long and raise an eyebrow, again.

He keeps doing that a lot lately...When he saw the frown on his bestfriends face he asked, "Whats wrong now?"

"Nothing.."

Shikamaru's other eyebrow rose. "Really? Don't tell me your angry that I won't kiss you."

"No! Its not...Thats not it!"

Shikamaru sighed. "Then what is it? Your going to have to help me out here Chouji, because I don't know what you want." Shikamaru sounded frustated and he never was. It made Chouji's insides tremble and he licked his lips nerviously.

"I...I...want you to..k-kiss me."

Shikamaru's eyes darken and he gave a lazy smile. Scooting close to Chouji, Shikamaru purred. "Thats all you had to say Chouji."

The said boy flushed and shivered when Shikamaru was suddenly far too close to his face and body. Shikamaru caressed his cheek, brushing his nose teasingly against Chouji's. Chouji's hand grabbed Shikamaru's wrist, stopping its motion and tightening on the appendage. "Shikamaru..."

"Troublesome." He leaned closer, pausing before brushing his lips softly against Chouji's own.

Chouji murmured quietly, openning himself completely to Shikamaru's probing tongue. Chouji's hold on Shikamaru's wrist loosened and slowly their hands connected and laced together. They explored this territory slowly, the inexperience a little on both sides but patience and exploration of tongues sliding together made up for it.

Both moaned quietly, swallowing each others moans as lips contined to brush. Heat was starting to well up, teeth and tongue clashing as their lips brutally attack each other. Chouji forgot to be shy and Shikamaru forgot to go slow. Their lungs screamed for air but their need to continue wavered that option.

Chouji choked on his moans, curling his fingers in Shikamaru's hair and tugged slightly. Chouji's stomach twisted and he pulled his mouth forcefully away from Shikamaru, gasping heavily with Shikamaru as his eyes closed.

Slowly they re-opened and peered down when he felt a hand in a place it shouldn't be...Chouji groaned at the sight of Shikamaru's hand there...there inside his pants, his shirt riding up pass his belly. Shikamaru's hand wasn't touching him yet, thankfully, but he couldn't ignore Shikamaru's petting to his public hair.

Shikamaru chuckled lightly near his ear, making Chouji shiver and moan quietly when his tongue flickered out against the lobe. "I thought...your too lazy to do this kind of thing." Shikamaru nipped him for his troubles.

"Thats a character I play."

"But.."

"Hush." He kissed him softly again, satisfied to see Chouji panting when he pulled away. Shikamaru grinned and pulled his hand out of Chouji's pants before shifting on top of the boy. Shikamaru gave him a slight peck to sooth him before he started to crawl down the trembling body beneath him. "Troublesome Chouji." He grasped the hem of his pants and boxers, tugging them down slowly.

Chouji protested, staring at him wide eye as he flush. "Your not really going to...to do that are you?"

"Thats the fun part Chouji-chan." He playfully said, grinning a little more. "I want to taste you." The boxers caught momentarily on Chouji's stiffening arousal before they, with the pants, were tossed aside onto the floor somewhere.

"Shikamaru." Chouji called weakly, not able to look at him.

Shikamaru murmured as he smoothed his hands up and down from the back of Chouji's thighs to the inner part of his legs. "Its okay Chouji." He promised. Chouji gripped the sheets tighter, holding in a whimper while Shikamaru parted his legs further than they were. "I'll make you feel good." The brunette whispered hotly near Chouji's swelling cock. If possible Shikamaru's admission and nearness seemed to make the other tremble more while tried getting his breathing under control.

The sudden brush of Shikamaru's tongue over the head of his cock had Chouji arching, crying out Shikamaru's name before clamping his mouth shut shiffle them. Shikamaru shot him an amused stare but doubted Chouji could glare at him at the moment. Seeing how desperate Chouji was becoming. Shikamaru took pride in seeing Chouji this way.

With every run down and swipe around the organ he made, Chouji moaned. Shikamaru, as he did with anything else, took his time in getting familiar with the feel and taste of Chouji. The taste was bitter but not salty. Shallow but swallowable. Shikamaru was addicted. Shikamaru's hands pumped him firmly with even strokes, squeezing now and again as he watched him.

Chouji's reactions were music to his ears and his most ecrotic fantasties. Shikamaru needed more...Dipping his head low, he ran the back of his tongue wettly up the bulging vein at the side of his cock, all the way up to circling the patch of skin just around the head before swiping at the slit.

Chouji's reaction was violent and loud as he screamed up to the heavens, lurching forward into a sitting position and grabbing onto Shikamaru's flaming hair. "S-shikamaru! No! I....I...oh gods!!!" He sobbed, trying to warn him and trying to stop from cumming so soon but he couldn't help it anymore.

With a long wanton moan and shallow thrust, Chouji came in white, hot spurts. The intensity of his release brought tears to the average boy's eyes as his body trembled with contractions of his organism before he dropped back onto the bed. Shikamaru swallowed every last drop, tightening his lips to not allow one more substance to escape pass them.

Chouji, realizing he still had a hold on Shikamaru's hair in a death like grip let him go quickly when realizing Shikamaru wasn't able to move himself from his lap and after his breathing calmed down. Flushing and looking away, he found the wall to be quite interesting instead of the situation he brought himself in.

How embarassing. He refused to look at Shikamaru in the eye, knowing just seconds ago he was choking Shikamaru's mouth with his...It's too embarassing to say!

Shikamaru chuckled slightly near Chouji's ear, making the other shiver while Shikamaru's smirk widened. He licked his lips, catching more of Chouji's flavor that was utterly him. "Your blushing." He pointed out, not really paying attention since his mind was else where...like more importantly at the chest before him. 'I can see Chouji's nipples...' Indeed he did since the dampened shirt was clinging to him.

"I'm not blushing." Chouji grumbled, hating that he was still blushing after that.

"Shut up Chouji."

The slightly larger of the two's heart fluttered, his light brown eyes darting up to Shikamaru's and shivering at the look in Shikamaru's eyes. Those intense eyes and lustful leering face were making Chouji hard again.

"How...how can you not be embarassed?" Chouji whispered just as Shikamaru brushed his lips softly against his. Lips parted underneath lips, tongues peeking out and glazing against each other slowly once more as hands began to roam again. The owner of those hands undentified.

Breaking the kiss slowly, much to Chouji's dismay, Chouji was being nudged to gett his shirt off. The last, last of Chouji's clothing was gone...and Chouji was finally bare, nude to the world and Shikamaru's eyes. Chouji blushed but didn't try to hide himself, less he wanted more teasing from the teen above him...No...he wanted Shikamaru to want him...to continue looking at his body like this like fine piece of art...the most sexiest thing he ever seen. He just wanted Shikamaru to WANT HIM.

But more importantly and embarassingly he wanted Shikamaru's clothes off. Coaxing Shikamaru back a little, he sat up partially and started to tug his shirt off. He did want Shikamaru naked and being that the lazy teen wasn't going to move fast enough for his tastes he was going to have to take things into his own hands and cast aside his fears.

Chouji got as far as removing Shikamaru's shirt before he was pushed back into bed and held there. Shikamaru tsk'ed, smirking lightly a little more when Chouji's eyes seemed too busy paying attention to his body instead. "Cho." He teased, making brown eyes reluctantly meet his..."This is your first time...I want to make it memborable..." He brushed a light peck on his parted lips. "And that means preparing you."

Light brown eyes blinked. "Preparing me...?"

Shikamaru chuckled."Yes..pairing you for..other activities..."

Chouji swallowed thickly."Will I get to see you naked?"

That was the last thing Shikamaru was expecting him to ask but was none the less pleasing. His darker eyes glaze over a notch or two as his eyes, once again roamed over Chouji's nude form. Oh what a delectable boy."Yes..you'll get to see me naked...VERY soon." He promised, wondering how soon that would be?

He was at his limit already and by the time he was done preparing he'd already be a goner. Fuck he could just cum right now just staring at him like this. Shikamaru sat back on his haunches and finally nudged Chouji's legs open a little more when the other tried to clamp them shut. "Shika...?"

"Shh...I promise you'll like it..." The other teen nodded weakly and tried not to squirm.

It wasn't something uncomfortable but not too pleasureable either when it came down to it. When Shikamaru finally found something they could use to stretch him with he froze up, stiffening when a slick finger teased near his puckered entrance but not entering. Shikamaru promised he wouldn't hurt him and he wouldn't. He kissed each thigh lightly and his other free hand, wrapped around his cock and pumped it slowly.

Tense muscles slowly loosened and Chouji gave him enough time to press a finger inside him down to the knuckle. No pause. It hurt...a lot..Chouji bit his bottom lip to keep in his whimpers, pain and pleasure coursing through his veins at every pump made on both ends. "Shika...it hurts..." He whined/moaned as he arched toward both sensations.

Shikamaru didn't pause in his strokes, staring up at Chouji as his one finger tried to find that one spot, that one place that would bring Chouji nothing but pleasure. Chouji suddenly tensed as a loud cry echoed in the usually silent room when Shikamaru accidently brushed up against something wonderful. Shikamaru chuckled. 'Found it.'

Chouji, forgetting about the weird experience of having a finger up his butt and discomfort, started to thrust downwards, wanting Shikamaru to hit that spot again. "Shikamaru!" He begged, Shikamaru pressed in a second finger, scissoring and thrusting deeply until he was repeatedly stabbing that spot. Chouji covered his mouth with both his hands, muffling his cries as much as he could as his body kept moving on its own accord.

Faster and faster he pumped, thrusted, and stroked Chouji until the boy was withering, panting, completely stretched, and ready. Shikamaru ignored his protesting pleads for him to continue and withdrew from Chouji so he could undress completely. Chouji opened his eyes and looked to see where Shikamaru went to before his breath caught and his cheeks flamed.

By sheer lust alone he stared and watched Shikamaru wiggle out of his pants. Shikamaru was beautiful...His body was pale, toned, and hairless, save for the patch of hair surrounding his cock. His body ached on reaction when Shikamaru was bared to his light brown eyes...Shikamaru raised an eyebrow at him, feeling himself swell from the looks Chouji was sending him. That did it for him.

Shikamaru pounced, ringing a startled yelp from Chouji that was soon smoothered by eager lips and a tongue invading his own mouth. Chouji, recovering from his sudden shock at being attacked and kissed to death responded to his kisses just as hungrily. Shikamaru shifted, positioning himself over Chouji fully as his left hand braced himself near the side of Chouji's head.

His right hand reached for the lotion once more, uncapping, and pouring some of the subtance into his palm again. Without caring where the bottle landed, he went to work on slicking himself up for entrance. Both males panted when they broke for air before Shikamaru leaned down and teased his throat with light nips as his arms hooked under Chouji by the knee's. "Chouji..."He whispered breathlessly. "Deep breaths for me.."

Chouji groaned, reaching out and gripping Shikamaru by his biceps tightly as Shikamaru breached through his entrance. A pause, a deep breath, another inch of Shikamaru's cock filled him...Breath catching, Chouji flushed with painfilled pleasure as Shikamaru entered him another couple of inches.

"Almost there Chouji." Shikamaru murmured sweetly, pressing soothing kisses all over his flush cheeks. Shikamaru couldn't be any prouder of Chouji for not crying. He knew he was hurting him but the other refused to show any discomfort. And Shikamaru was greatful. He would not be able to continue otherwise.


Swallowing a moan/groan of his own, Shikamaru slid the rest of the way in, stilling afterwards, and panting heavily. Chouji never felt so full, it felt foreign and weird to him but...he liked this feeling of being filled so deeply. The fact that it was Shikamaru inside him made it a lot better.

Pain subsiding to a mere dull quake, Chouji lifted his arms and wrapped them around Shikamaru's neck. The sudden movement and change of position pulled Shikamaru in deeper, making both teens groan loudly at the sensations. Dark brown eyes met light ones...Eyes that were begging Shikamaru to start.

To. Fuck. Him.

Blood boiling, Shikamaru did just that. Pulling out until only the tip remained, he thrust back in, rotating his hips at just the right time to hit his prostate dead on. Shikamaru grinned when Chouji cried out and dug his nails into his skin. Shikamaru covered his lips in frenzy of kisses as he pulled out and slammed back in. Chouji sobbed, lifting his legs up higher to give Shikamaru more access.

Thrusting up, Shikamaru pounded into him, pushing him harder and harder into the mattress until the bed was repeatedly squeaking. Chouji moaned and groaned, rolling his hips up savagely to Shikamaru's as his cock rubbed in between their bellies sweetly. Limbs were tangled together, dampened with sweat, and skin smacking against skin repeatly as they fucked.

Shikamaru didn't have time to show his shock at being shoved down. Chouji straddled him, not once breaking contact as he rode him. Shikamaru squeezed his eyes shut and cried out Chouji's name in harsh pants as his hands grabbed on desperately to those bewitching hips. Chouji clawed and raked his nails down Shikamaru's chest, leaning down at times to run his tongue over the wound. Faster and faster Chouji rodw him, up and down, up and down, he was repeatedly shoved down and fucked onto that delicious cock.

"AH! AH! AH! Oh gods!! Shikamaru harder!! I want it harder!" Gone was his shyness, replaced by a needy bitch in heat. Shikamaru liked it. A lot. Shikamaru gave him what he wanted. Bracing his feet apart on the mattress and tightening/bruising Chouji's hips more, he shoved upwards, fucking him harder and harder repeatedly until he was hitting his prostate over and over again. Chouji saw stars, he could feel himself coming to an end...

'Not yet...oh mother of god...not yet..' He chanted even when he arched and reached down his body and cupped himself. He stroked himself harshly, pumping furiously until it looked like his cock was going to fall off. Shikamaru watched, fasinated by the sight.

His stomach tingled and he felt himself stiffening for that on coming release. He cried out Chouji's name, choking partially as Chouji's cum half way filled his mouth, and half way covered his and Chouji's chests. With one last cry and clamping of muscles, both teens came with another shout.

Neither moved, for good ten seconds before Chouji, panting heavily with his heart in his throat, collasped on an equally panting chest. Arms immediately hugged him and pulled him close even when it was still too hot to cuddle. Chouji's panting slowed down to a gentle breathing as did his heart.

Damn he's never had this much excerise before. It was a good kind of excerise in a way. Chouji felt himself smiling stupidly even while he blushed. He couldn't believe what just happened. He had sex with his best friend, a guy on top of that. Could things get any weirder? As Chouji felt Shikamaru's heart rate slow to a gentle thump, he looked up to meet closed eyes and relaxed face that looked ready for sleep.

"Hey...Shikamaru...?" He asked, watching the other sigh after a moment and open sleepy brown eyes to peer at his questionally.

"What?"

Chouji's blush deepened. "Just because this happened Shika, it doesn't mean we're gay."

"Tch."

"I mean it."

"Troublesome."

"SHIKAMARU!!! I'm not GAY! Hey?! Don't you dare fall asleep on me!! Shika!? SHIKAMARU!!!"

And they lived happily ever after.

THE END!!!

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Like it? Hate it?? GAH! That’s it guys!! I know I left it there at that certain ending but you did get a lemon like promise so...Yeah Chouji is in denial over his sexuality BUT Shikamaru will always be there to make sure our chubby friend gets the HELP he needs along the way! HAHAHAHA LOL. Sorry it took me so long to get part two out but I still hoped you guys enjoyed it ^^

A big, BIG THANK YOU TO Oni_chan!! Thank you girly for beta’ing for me! You’re totally awesome! ^____^


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