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Naruto's apartment was small, located near a drug store that I often avoided.
His little hand lead my own as we walked through the monolithic sidewalks. Passersby smiled at us in endearment. At the guiltless, fascinating sight of him and I.
I knew that we looked perfect together. In my eyes, and in the eyes of all others.
We were for one another. He deserved me. Was worthy. Was lovely.
We climbed a flight of stairs as he planned away our day. I watched him discretely from the corner of my eyes, fascinated at how his lilliputian lips rapidly moved to make and form his childish chatter. I could feel my eyes involuntarily narrow. He was turning me on.
The lithe sheen of his mouth glistened underneath the fog for me to feast upon, causing me to ponder.
I pictured my fingers in it. I pictured his red, little cheeks filled and swollen, encasing my prick until tears rummaged and ruined his delicious complexion. I pictured his mouth around my balls, taking them onto his tongue, sucking gently, playing, tasting..
I couldn't stop my persistent thoughts because he would not stop talking.
It wasn't my fault.
Before I knew much else, (aside from his tempting mouth and tight little ass), he asked me to step inside. I stared blankly at the open door for the luminescence of a few seconds, registering the delectable fact that we would be completely alone if I were to, indeed, step inside as he had asked.
I turned towards him, beneath me, and smiled.
He asked me to. I would simply comply.
He invited me.
He wanted it. Just as I.
Our feelings steamed and reeked of mutuality. Why else would this beguiling creature with blinding cobalt eyes take someone such as me inside his home? Someone he'd just but met a few days ago?
Because he wanted me. Because he wanted to be fucked.
I heard him close the door. I even heard him lock it. I watched as he grinned widely at me before he ran towards the hall. My eyes traced the array of his livingroom while he was gone. I did not like it. Distasteful colors, pink, stained curtains. Several portraits of a blonde woman labeled 'Tsunade', a little girl at her side with frightening green eyes.
Which was his 'mother'?
"Sasuke! Sasuke! Look!" the little boy shouted. He pushed me unto the couch with his lithe arms, and sat so close to me that it took all of my will to hold myself back. His thighs were touching my own. They were clothed, but I could still feel his warmth. "This is Gama-Sama!"
My breath hitched, my hands shook in lust.
I managed to register the faint outline of a plush toad from behind my hazing eyes. All I could see was Naruto. How wonderful he looked. The erotic feeling of him pressing against me. His blue, pining eyes..
"And this is Baa-chan!" He shoved another plush toy into my face, a poor replica of the blonde woman in the picture frame. I stared at it blankly, willing my growing erection to go away. I did not want to scare him just yet.
"Your grandmother..?"
"Well, she's momma's best friend! But I think she already died! Baa-chan's really, really old and stuff!" His voice was a childish shrill. My spine trembled at the sound, the warm feeling from before resettling between my legs again.
"Naruto.."
His coruscating eyes immediately found their place with my own. His mouth was slightly parted; his lashes brushed his skin erotically. A string of sweat surfaced from my face.
It was then that I knew that my wish was his command.
"Your room.. Might you show it to me?" My voice was uneven, my breath hitched within my throat. I began to melt from the outside in. I needed him then, to suck me.
He gave me what seemed to be a calculating look, but before I could consider my immediate leave, he nodded quickly at me. His yellow wheat locks tilted sensually as he stood, tempting me with the clasp of his hand to follow his lead.
His small, lecherous body left an aroma of baby powder and cheap ramen behind for me to secretly feast upon. I predicted that to be how his little asshole would taste like.
"This my room, Sasuke!" He sprinted into his cubical territory, letting go of my hand. I frowned. I hadn't told him that he could do that. "Do you like it? Do you like it?" His eyes were wide with hope and excitement, his supple body bouncing in place at an inhuman rate.
My dick hardened beneath my jeans. The muscles on my face tensed and ripped beneath my skin. I wanted him to jump, just like that, as he rode my seething dick.
His face would be a bright red, his entire body perspiring with sweat and fresh semen. For a fragmented second, I pictured myself and several other men taking turns to fuck and cum inside his tight little ass.
The thought immediately
disgusted me.
He was
mine.
"I like it," I said, closing the door behind me as I approached him. He watched with his big, blue eyes, grinning, as he blabbered on about several nonsensical things. His energy was boundless. I wanted that energy to myself. I wanted it then, I want it now. "Naruto.. Stop for a second."
He froze on his bed, our faces a mere six inches away. I could feel his sweet, baby breath tracing against my face. I wanted to pull him in, kiss him. My brows furrowed nervously. I wouldn't last much longer like this.
"Let's play a game," I whispered, watching him as a vulture would its dying meal. His attention was now mine. He stared at me in deep curiosity, nodding inquisitively as he listened to me quietly. "Let's play 'Doctor'."
He looked at me with an expression of explicit happiness. His eyes were wide and sparkling, his mouth tugged into a sexy grin of exotic elation, and his marked cheeks, puffed delectably. He threw himself at me, hugging me. Pressing his frame, his entirety, against me.
I am left without restraint. I could feel the warmth of his underdeveloped dick against my stomach, his chest against my own; his breath tracing the nape of my neck with the turbulent pattern of his excited giggles. It was my dream to have had him this close to me.
My arms found their place around him, pulling him in, closer, so that our bodies would have looked as one. He does not oppose. I could feel him smiling against me. He wants me as I want him. I knew it then, I know it now.
He'd been ready to be taken.
I pull away to further our mutual desire with my incoming commands. I smile at him, tracing the plump of his cheek with my palm. I then caught sight of a dam beneath his cerulean eyes, threatening to break. Tears of joy, tears for me. My dick twitched beneath me.
"What's wrong, Naruto?" I hardly cared, but I wanted to see his lips move with his eyes looking like that.
He gulped quietly, raising his tiny arm to his face to wipe the menacing tears away, but I pushed it back down just in time. I wanted the tears there. I wanted it all.
"J-just.. No one e-ever wants to p-play with me.." He sobbed between hiccups, "B-but you d-do, Sasuke.."
I smiled, watching him quietly. I wanted him to go on.
"You're my b-best friend.."
I held back a groan inside my throat. Yes. I was his special person. The one he wanted most. His only friend. His only comfort.
And he, my own.
"Undress yourself, Naruto," I whispered into the shell of his ear, gently petting his xanthous locks of hair with my fingers. I felt him stiffen against me, but not for long. "In this game, I have to check that you are not sick. Like a doctor would. There's nothing wrong with that."
He pulled away and gave me a bright, excited smile as if he were suddenly enlightened. Perhaps feeling foolish for his previous reaction. I took a few steps back to watch the intoxicating scene that was to come, my eyes tracing his little hands as they went about his orange sweater.
I let out a shaky breath as I watched the little sweater fall to the floor like a weightless feather. My hand found its way unto my crotch, pressing firmly unto the agitated cock beneath as he quickly proceeded to peel off his t-shirt. My eyes narrowed, my brows clasped, I wanted him to hurry, to take
everything off.
His tiny, corpulent hands trailed down towards his pants, his tongue stuck out to the side in concentration as he continued to attempt to unbutton them off. I watched, elicited, awaiting his call for my aid. I couldn't wait.
"Sasuke.." He began shyly, looking up towards me with a veil of reddened blush. "I don't know how.. Can you help me, please?"
And I did.
His pants fell to his knees, leaving behind only a pair of boyish briefs. I could see the outline of his dick underneath. Impatient, I tore them off of him, pushing him down to rid of any other clothing. He did nothing, and only watched. He was all mine.
Submissive, powerless, a virgin.
He looked up at me with those marvelous, blue eyes, widened in confusion as he wiggled lightly beneath me. It was then that I finally noticed that I had entrapped him below me. My weight showered him slightly, allowing me to feel every bare curvature of his frame.
I swallowed, completely erected, and overwhelmingly smitten.
"Sh sh sh, it's alright, Naruto," I eased, petting the side of his cheek. "I won't hurt you."
He nodded slowly, watching me intently as he relaxed and stopped moving. I could no longer stop myself the moment I leaned in and cleared the remaining space between us.
Our first kiss.
I never closed my eyes. I wanted to watch him as he writhed and melted beneath me. His cheeks lied showered in pink, golden brows quivering in confusion. I traced my hands against his naked body, feeling at his sides, the taut skin of his stomach, his thighs, his neck.. He whimpered as I kissed him, evoking me further.
The taste of him was unlike anything I'd ever had.
The women I 'd fucked in the past, the men that I dominated, the prostitutes that I hired, the transsexuals: None compared to Naruto's taste. This child of eight. A body, a mouth, the taste of absolutely no other.
All others were trash, disgusting, shit-eating maggots in comparison to my lovely creature.
I was in love. We were in love. His lips and his tongue began to dance nervously against mine. He liked it. I liked it. He wanted it, and I wanted it, too.
After him, I knew that there could be no other.
I dug my tongue into his throat, rendering him powerless. Probed at the walls of his mouth, sucked on his diminutive tongue, droned out his childish moans. I ate and tasted all he had to offer. My hands roamed at his sides, pushing harshly against his impossibly soft skin.
I quickly pulled away the moment I felt his little prick pressing against me.
"Hah, hah.." I watched as he frantically caught his breath, his face wet and reddening. I swallowed and reached down below me to caress my unattended cock. I wanted to fuck him. "Sa-Sasuke.. I.."
"It's okay," I reassured him, shushing him with a finger against his panting mouth.
"B-but my-"
"It's normal. See?"
I pressed my dick against his naked one so he could feel it, and he squirmed lightly beneath me, a puzzled expression on his virginal face.
"Ah-hh-"
The moment my finger accidentally brushed against his heated skin was the moment that I knew that I could no longer hold back. My hand quickly wrapped itself around what he had to offer, fondling and pumping his fermented skin gently. He dug himself deeper into the mattress, his mouth wide open in surprise. A choked noise escaped him as he clenched his blue eyes.
My tongue darted out to lick my lips. My hand encased the totality of him. He was so small.
My mind spun. I needed to taste him.
I slipped beneath him slowly, watching his overwhelmed expression as he watched me in return. My eyes finally met with his adorable pole of hardened meat, and I had to force myself back from coming.
It was sweet, pink, untouched, and promising. My dick stabbed furiously against my jeans.
I leaned down to lick it once, and he screamed out loudly.
"N-not there, S-sasuke.. That's w-where.." His blue eyes lied narrowed in foreign pleasure and indescribable confusion. A thin string of drool slipped from the edge of his mouth. My mind flared. My body flared. I wanted to suck him off.
"I know," I said, rubbing him there so he could see. "It's okay, it's just me."
Before I could let him speak I engulfed him deep into my mouth, allowing him to scream his little heart out.
The taste was astonishing. Scrumptious. Recherche, leaving even the taste of honey undesirable.
I pressed and pushed my tongue underneath his dick, sucking wildly on every inch of skin. My fingers toyed with his childish balls, tracing the liniment skin as it heated and thawed.
I moaned onto him, causing vibrations that would in turn cause him to whimper and scream. I watched from below as he covered his eyes with his miniature arms, tears spilling rapidly from his cheeks. He squirmed and writhed beneath my suctioning, his muscle twitching sporadically against my tongue.
My need for him was ravenous. My need for him resonated and squelched shamelessly within the small room.
"Sa-Sas..ahh-.." He looked below him, meeting eyes with my own. Tears fell from his blazing blue eyes, an embarrassed expression gracing his lustrous complexion. I continued to suck. "I-I feel.. I'm g-gonna.. P-please stop, S-Sasu-"
My eyes widened and immediately closed to concentrate on the meat inside my mouth.
I wanted him to explode in pleasure, to cry, to beg for me to stop. The tip of my tongue traced his miniscule slit, allowing him to see everything with his pretty blue eyes. My hand slipped underneath him on its own accord as I watched him intently, the end of my finger probing and tracing at his puckered orifice without much of a warning.
The results were amazing.
He gave a choked, gurgled moan when I encased him again. He shook violently beneath me. His body writhed, and he cried out helplessly one last time when I pressed my finger against his corked little hole. I sucked on him more to try and swallow whatever he might have spilled, but nothing came out.
He was too young to cum.
I pulled off of him, sliding towards his face to watch him. He was bathed in red, debauched, embarrassed; ashamed. My skin flared as I kissed every corner of his face. His breath was harsh and cut. Powerless. Submissive.
Mine.
"You taste so good, Naruto," I whispered to him between kisses. "You're beautiful. Your smell is.. intoxicating."
He sniffled, wiping his nose.
"B-but it's dirty.." he sobbed, tears frantically spilling from his eyes. "It's yucky stuff..!"
Partially annoyed, and my temper rising, I stood from the bed as I quickly undressed myself before him. He watched shyly as he backed up against his bed, plush toy hiding half of his endearing face. His eyes widened in unision with every article of clothing that fell off of my body until there was not a piece left.
He stared, shocked, between my legs.
"Come here, Naruto," I beckoned, pumping the extensive length of my thick, aching cock before his pretty eyes. He hugged his toy tightly, looking from side to side. His golden brows furrowed in confusion, in possible fright, as he pondered inside his little mind if this was alright.
I began to grow impatient. I felt a frown forming. He must have noticed because he slowly began to push his toy aside to go about my command. He would do anything that I told him. He did not want to lose me.
Nor him, I.
"No, Naruto," I said, "Bring it with you. Hold it."
He complied.
I watched as he approached me in all of his childish nudity until he stood directly before me. My dick met conveniently with his mouth without him having to kneel down. My cock twitched as he watched, his chromatic, yellow-lashed eyes broad and curious.
"Take it into your mouth. Suck it. Just like I did for you." My voice was broken. I couldn't wait. His tongue underneath the base of my dick, bringing me to the edge. I heard him swallow, and he looked up at me one last time, his plush frog held tightly in his arms.
"Will you.. be m-my best friend f-forever, Sasuke..?" His voice was shaky. Unsure and nervous. A single tear fell from his face. "Will you..?"
I couldn't possibly become any harder than I was then after that.
I quickly nodded as I took a firm hold of his head, pushing him towards me. My cock nudged greedily against his opening mouth, pre-cum pouring frantically, falling unto his little chin. He took in the head, and his brows scrunched and slanted at the taste.
He looked perfect like that.
"Go on, Naruto. Faster, harder, as much as you can.." I used my hand to help him bob his head against me, his mouth curious and devoted to please me.
Me.
His only friend.
His
best friend. The only one who would accept him.
I felt him weaken below me as he continued to suck, not even half of my cock inside of his mouth. I grew frustrated. Annoyed. He was doing it all wrong.
I took a rough hold of his yellow wheat hair, pulled on it hard, and his eyes immediately snapped open wide. Before he could look up towards me, or pull away, I gored myself all the way in until his throat lied choked with my cock.
It made a wet, delectable noise with a violent, ardent
pop.
My balls tensed and retreated against me. I was moments away from emptying myself inside of him.
I looked below. He looked totally destroyed. Taken. His cheeks were bloated with my unforgivably thick prick, tears marring his face; the blue of his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
He tried to pull away, but I forced him back in, fucking his face as his eyes retreated into his skull again and again. The sounds were delicious. He couldn't say a word. I watched hungrily at his throat, the outline of my cock sliding in and out of his
wet, miniscule gullet.
His little arms held tightly at his toy, holding on for dear life. I doubt he could have been able to breathe since I was,
am, so terribly big.
"You like that, Naruto..? My dick rubbing the insides of your throat..?" I pushed his head all the way against my pelvis, the feeling unforgiving. My cock pulsed, twitched, and engorged inside of him, reaching the second before release.
I brought both of my hands to his head, violently pulling his hair, pushing him in,
carelessly,
frantically. My thrusts were merciless. He was a ragged doll against me, moving at my own selfish pace.
My mouth snapped open, and I let out a loud, howling moan.
I never make noise.
He choked on me, I could feel his esophagus tightening, begging,
pleading, for air, and that was all I could possibly take. I forced the entirety of myself all the way into him once again, his chin pressing deliciously hard against my balls.. and I came.
I came so
fucking hard.
A different world, a different
centripetal, that I hadn't known before overrode my mind. My body. My dick.
My prick spillaged and squeezed every last drop of cum I had in me right into Naruto's mouth. Directly into his throat, right into his stomach; filling him. The thought almost killed me. And I would have gladly died.
When I regained some reason, some
life, I immediately pulled away, fearful that I had injured him.
A long gagging sound filled the room the moment I slid out of him, and he fell roughly onto the ground. A lifeless doll. His eyes closed lazily, his breaths deep and feverish. Thick, white rivers of fresh semen slipped from both corners of his mouth.
He coughed up several clumps of my seed out of himself.
I must have filled him to the brim.
My eyes narrowed, nearly completed, but not nearly enough. He held his toy weakly against himself.
He resembled a wingless angel. Defenseless. Powerless. Mine.
I fell beside him, brushing against his parted lips with my own; each with a kiss. He opened his eyes, revealing a slit of gleaming blue that never failed to take away my gloom.
Only he could do that.
"S-Sasu.. ke.." His voice was gone, his yellow hair splayed like a field of sunlight rays. His throat must have ached so bad. I gave him an ambiguous smile, tracing his thigh with the palm of my hand.
I wanted to fuck him. To fill all of his holes.
"Naruto.." I whispered, our lips almost touching, "I-.."
A cursed noise had stopped me from telling him. A voice.
Of a woman.
"Naruto! Baby! I'm home!"
I watched nervously, restlessly, as Naruto lost consciousness.; the loud clicking of heels approaching where we were with each second that passed by.
He smelled of sex, of semen, of sweat. He was drenched in all of it. He had fainted.
But it
wasn't my fault.
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