In the shelter of their bedroom

AN: Right, this is where what I warned you about in the introduction begins. If you haven't read it you're in for a surprise.

Several months earlier

'No means no, Naruto-kun... Now can we pleas drop the subject?'

Naruto was sitting on the side of his bed with only a small towel shielding him from total nudity. He pouted, it would have been a rather comical sight if the atmosphere wasn't so tense. Beside him identically clad Hinata was obviously avoiding his eyes and was staring through the window with a thoughtful expression on her face. It wasn't that what he wanted her to do was trivial or petty, in fact he himself was aware that he asked for a lot, so he shouldn't have been so hurt with her refusal, but... But he was, even though, for the love of him, he couldn't tell why. And the truth was, it was because of fear. He was afraid to ask her from the moment the idea had crept into his head. He knew Hinata wouldn't like it, there were to many talks about it being painful, unhealthy, degrading for the female part and, at least for those that talked, utterly disgusting. So he planed and prepared for a thorough, one on one discussion, gathering as much information and facts as he could. But the moment they started talking all his carefully picked arguments went straight to hell. All that remained was fear of making himself look like some pervert and, what's worse, of making them both feel uncomfortable. But if he could convince her, that would mean his fear was unfounded, and everything would be fine again.

As for Hinata, she just didn't really want to try, not at all in fact. She wasn't afraid of the pain, Naruto wouldn't deliberately hurt her, besides pain was part of her daily life. And she didn't have any health related reservations, she knew too much about anatomy to believe all the rumors. It wasn't the degradation she feared either, what they did in their bedroom was their private matter, plus she was certain he wasn't trying to humiliate her. It was just.. not disgust maybe, only... The idea of having something inside her ass just didn't sit right in her head. No. No matter how she looked at it, it still seemed just wrong, like... like...

'Oh come on Hinata. You wouldn't do something like this for me?' The girl briefly glanced at his face and then took sudden interest in one of the floor tiles. That argument wasn't fair, Naruto knew. Of course she would if he insisted, she would do anything for him, she would die for him. He realized he was acting plain selfish now. 'Uh... look... if you don't want to...we could just do something else for now, and maybe come back to this afterwards... I mean... Surely you have some... secret fantasies. Maybe we could fulfill those, and you know, sort of... trade?'

That actually sounded a lot worse than he thought it would.

'I don't really...' then it came.

Suddenly, abruptly even, a thought was born in her mind. It was the kind that seems like a good idea, a perfect riposte, at the time you conceive it, but immediately after you realize it, you wish you hadn't and begin to feel guilty. Hinata considered the newly born idea for a second, and her face turned red. She was blushing so intensively her cheeks began to sting. It didn't escape Naruto 's attention. The boy brightened up.

'Hmmm? Well what is it?' The young Hyuuga shut her eyes tightly and furiously shook her head, trying to chase The Thought away. It didn't work, it was still there, smirking defiantly at her. 'Heh heh. C'mon tell me. I promise I won't laugh.'

Hinata motioned for him to come closer. He leaned towards her. She whispered in his ear.

Naruto jumped back as if he had been struck by a lightening, loosing his towel and dignity in the process.

'Wait... are you... are you serious?! You want me to... with another--'

'No!' Hinata cut him off with equally panicked voice and face as red as a beetroot. 'I mean yes... I mean you could use your shadow clone... If it makes you more comfortable.'

The boy opened his mouth and left it hanging for a moment before closing it again. He gaped it a few more times, like a fish taken out of water, unable to find anything appropriate to say. "Well, that was a mean thing to do" Hinata thought "But at least it will give him the idea of what anal sex sounded like to me. After all I'd rather not try it in the same way that he wouldn't.--"

'Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!'

A pouf of smoke briefly concealed the scenery, after it cleared Hinata saw that there were now two Narutos in the room. One, a clone as she could tell, was still sitting on the bed, while the other was knelling on the floor between his spread legs.

'Naruto--' the tip of the clone's yet flaccid member disappeared between the originals lips. '--kun?'

With awe the Hyuuga heiress consumed the act before her. Unable to move, speak or turn away, she watch as her lover sucked another, or more accurately "the same", man's dick.

Naruto reached out and grabbed his own manhood, he began jerking it, very slowly at first but gradually picking up the pace. The cock quickly began to grow forcing him to open his jaw wider. He closed his eyes and focused very intently on not thinking about anything, especially not about the taste in his mouth. It wasn't, as he had realized later, incredibly detestable, but the knowledge of it's source made it so.

The clone's penis quickly stood to full attention. And it was big. Not enormous though. Not painfully huge, just BIG with all the positive emphasis on woman's pleasure and comfort a word can have. Big. Both Naruto and Hinata knew that much, and each of them in their own way was content with having it. Not that it was making him feel any better at the moment.

The boy stopped his jerking motion and moved his hand to grab the cock at it's base. Here it goes. He gently clasped his lips around the tip and sucked the air in experimentally creating a faint moist-like sound that sent shivers down his and his clone's spine for entirely different reasons. He pushed, leisurely sliding the length of his penis into his mouth until he felt the cockhead press against it's back. He withdrew with equal sluggishness causing the fake to gasp. Well, at least SOMONE was having a good time. He repeated his movements slightly faster this time. Up, down, up down. He bobbed his head, slowly finding his rhythm. Naruto on the bed was briefly lost in the moment, he placed his hand on the back of his counterpart head, which made the boy stop. He glared at the clone and growled threateningly. The hand disappeared.

'Sorry man.' the original continued to glare. 'As if I could help it!'

Naruto resumed his blowjob. He was beginning to stop minding it, and feel rather indifferent about the whole thing. His jaw muscles were painfully stretched, but well, the worst had probably already happened, what's done is done. "In fact" he thought while taking the cock out with a loud plop "If I'm doing it anyway, might as well make it a nice show for Hinata. AND when the clone disappears I'll get his experiences so--" Well he was trying to look at the bright side! He extended his tongue and drove it along the cock in front of him a few times. There was a long, pleasure filed moan.

'Dude, I mean it, shut up.' he murmured. There was no anger in his voice, but the Naruto on the bed knew better than that, so he stifled the sounds.

The original focused on the underside. While licking his way down to the very base he only slightly brushed his tongue against the scrotum but it already made the recipient twitch. That was his "target", he knew his body better than anyone, he knew all of his weaknesses and this was one of them. With his free hand he tilted the cock slightly upwards moving it out of the way and stroking it at the same time. He teasingly licked it just above the base a few times before moving to his objective and licking the ball sack all the way from the bottom. The clone barely managed not to moan as Naruto administered his treatment. He took one of the balls in his mouth and sucked it gently. Left first, then right, then both, then licked them again. The fake couldn't sit still any longer, the pleasure was to much, he could not last long like this.

Hinata was sitting beside them and watching. Strangely even for her she found the view quite arousing. She never would have thought she was into gay sex ("It isn't actually gay, when you think about it" she reminded herself). Or maybe this wasn't it at all. Maybe it was the domination over the usually stronger Naruto-kun that she liked... Or, more likely, she enjoyed the mere idea that he would go this far out of lust for her body. (She didn't expect him to actually do it when she asked him, she just wanted to wriggle out of the tight situation she was in). Well for whatever reason, she was horny now and wanted release.

Almost motionlessly she slipped out of her towel and let her right hand amble down her body until it reached her already moisten folds. She inserted one finger inside emitting a squishy noise and a moan. Second finger joined in. She began moving them about, creating more wet noises (the kind that would have driven most men crazy), while at the same time gently rubbing her palm against the clitoris. Her second hand began massaging on of her large breasts. She was beginning to feel really good, real fast.

Naruto heard Hinata shift and briefly paused, their eyes met. The boy smiled in his mind. "Now this was the sight to kill for." All of his remaining doubts disappeared the moment he saw his lover pleasuring herself, obviously enjoying what he had been doing, even if she wasn't a direct target of his actions. To hell with this! He might get one step further than he originally intended.

He let go of the ball he was currently sucking and returned up to once again engulf the cockhead with his mouth. Immediately he started working on it with his tongue, coating the dick with as much saliva as he possibly could. Lubrication was important. At least he thought so and he would be damned if he even tried without it. It could ruin the whole show. Not to mention that the friction could hurt and it could hurt something more then just his pride.

He braced himself and forced his head down, the clone's cock slide in until hitting the back of his throat. Naruto pushed harder, but it was no use it wouldn't go in any further. He withdrawn a bit and stuck his tongue out just a little, getting at least one obstacle out of the way. He tried again but the result was the same. This wasn't getting him anywhere. He adjusted his neck trying to put it in a straight line with his mouth and did his best to keep relaxed. Third time's the charm. He went in for another plunge again being halted in about a middle. This time though he didn't stop and pushed persistently onwards. He felt the head going past his tonsils and into his throat. He kept taking it further in until the fake's balls rested on his chin.

Now it should be explained that Naruto didn't just miraculously loose his gagging reflex, nor did he ever tried to get rid of it. It's just that he WAS a ninja, not the brightest one maybe, but a ninja all the same. And, as such, control over the body was his key to survival. Staunching the bleeding with sheer will, slowing the heartbeat to deter a poison from spreading, a shinobi could control muscles most people didn't know they even had. Compared to that suppressing the need to vomit, even given the size of intrusion. was nothing. It's not as if he didn't feel it though, he just figured that if he keept it in for just a little longer the sensation will fade away and his organism will just shrug and say something like: "Ok. Have it your way then. Just don't blame me if you choke yourself to death on that thing." At least that's what he hoped would happen, because this sure didn't feel nice.

Naruto, his lips still resting on the base of his clone's dick, wondered briefly what his next move should be. Taking it out seemed like a jolly good start. The shaft reemerged covered with a lot more saliva than before. The original took a quick breath and forced the entire length back in, a little smoother now that his throat had adjusted to it's size. The clone wriggled and shifted on the bad, it was way too much. He babbled something incomprehensible and one could barely make out the phrase "Oh shi--". His mind couldn't think straight anymore. He lifted himself up just a notch and as Naruto went back for another breath he moved slightly, forcing himself back in almost choking him. The original was startled, he wasn't expecting this to happen. He was sure he didn't want him to do that, but then again, poor guy probably couldn't help it anymore. He waged a quick mental battle with himself from which sympathy emerged triumphant.

He withdrawn a little, took the deepest breath he could and waited. The fake looked at him slightly puzzled, and then tentatively lifted himself up. Naruto nodded and braced himself. His "partner" put both hands on his head and with a quick motion drove his dick into his throat. He didn't go all the way at first, but with each trust he went deeper and deeper, eventually face fucking him all the way to the hilt.

Hinata was nearing her climax. Her hand was moving frantically, spilling some of her juices on the bed sheets and floor. Her breathing had gone fast and shallow. She hadn't taken her eyes off of her lover for one moment. Every time the clone's dick slide in his mouth, she could see his neck adapting, showing her exactly where it went. The sight sent her over the edge. Her body had gone rigid, her eyes shut, she clenched her legs together and pushed her fingers as far in as she could. It never stopped to amaze Naruto how quiet her orgasms were, at least compared to those of porn stars. There was no scream of passion, no sultry moan, even her breathing stopped, no sound at all. She would just remain almost completely silent and motionless for a moment and let up a happy sigh as the feeling washed over. Though he did think that it actually fitted the "shy girl personality" quite well. And he was more than glad to hear that quiet sigh and see that little smile. When her senses returned from their short trip to heaven, she could hear the fake Naruto whimpering through clenched teeth. His fulfillment was nearing as well, it was just a matter of a few seconds now.

Naruto could recognize the symptoms as well and wasn't certain what to do. He was focused so hard on making his clone come, that he didn't even take one moment to think about what will happen when he succeeds. Now he had one blink of the eye to decide. Curiosity once again took over his actions. He pushed the fake back, making him loose his balance and sit heavy on the bed. He pinned his hips down with his left hand and immediately put the tip back into his mouth. His right hand vigorously pumped the shaft. Something warm and sticky hit his palate. He was expecting this, of course, but it still came a little bit as a surprise. Another wad of sperm landed on his tongue, and another. The clone shot five streaks total, grunting and struggling to thrust himself further in with each one. He finally relaxed but was still panting like crazy. Naruto took the dick out with a slurp.

'Shit' was all the clone could wheeze, his contours were becoming blurry as his chakra control began to fail*. His entire existence exploded into a pouf of white smoke.

Naruto collected the experiences gathered by his counterpart in the last few minutes. Memories appeared in his head. The sensation of his tongue caressing his balls, the wetness and warmth of his mouth, the tightness of his throat. They were all so fresh and vivid he immediately got hard and almost blew his load right there and then. Embarrassment and disgust were born in his mind, at the thought he was actually quite good at something a straight man shouldn't even try.

He was aware of a strange, salty and rather unpleasant taste on his tongue. The clone's cum remained. He didn't want to think about it in case he would change his mind. He swallowed it all with a loud gulp.

* You can't control chakra during and after your orgasm. It's actually one of the basics, that tutors stony-faced explained to the mass of sniggering and blushing students at the academy A lesson most peepers wouldn't remember until finding themselves surrounded by a mob of angry women in a girls-only shower, after their camouflage technique had been suddenly dispelled.