Ultimate Submission

Kiba couldn't helpbut feel a sense of elation and euphoria as he looked upon Naruto’s severedsack as it sat in the last of the blond’s spent and wasted seed. The thought ofthe life that had once pulsed within those orbs, the potential of an entire lineagesnuffed out in a single, brutal act, was almost overwhelming.

It was sooverwhelming that Kiba risked blowing his load in his pants. The sight of theblood, the smell of fear and arousal in the air, the sheer power he had wieldedwith the knife in his hand—it was all too much to handle. The urge to claim hisprize, to bury his cock deep within Naruto's eunuch ass, was like a wild beastclamoring to be let free. So, being the impulsive Inuzuka he was, he couldn'thelp but try to move things along.

"Hey, cansomeone untie the blond's legs so I can flip him over and start fucking his assbefore I pop?" he called out, his voice filled with a mix of excitementand urgency. The room was still for a moment, the only sound the heavy, erraticbreathing of the boys. It was as if the very air had thickened withanticipation.

But Shikamaru'swords brought them all back to reality with a jolt. "Absolutely not,"he said, his voice firm and unwavering. "You'll wait until we're assuredNaruto is alright. Only then will we continue."

Kiba's eyes narrowedat the rejection, but he couldn't argue with Shikamaru's logic. He took a deep,calming breath, trying to ease the raging beast within him. The room remainedtense, the air thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and sex. The silence wasbroken only by the sound of their own ragged breathing.

Shikamaru's gazeflickered to Sasuke, his expression unreadable. "Naruto did say you coulduse your fire jutsu to cauterize the wound," he began, his voice steadydespite the chaos around them. "But I think it would be more prudent ifNeji uses basic medical ninjutsu. We want to ensure he's safe and healsproperly."

Sasuke nodded,stepping to the side to allow Neji closer. The black-haired boy was a pictureof calm efficiency, his Byakugan eyes surveying the scene with an almostdetached interest. "Kiba," he said, his voice low and firm,"you're done here."

Kiba took a momentto appreciate the view before him, the blood and seed mingling with the sweatthat coated Naruto's abdomen, the stark white of the bone-handled blade stillgripped in his hand. But he knew when to obey. With a grumble, he stepped back,allowing Neji to move in.

Neji's hands glowedwith chakra, the medical ninjutsu at the ready. He had observed the ritual witha cool detachment, his Byakugan missing nothing. Now, he leaned over the boundand exhausted form of their classmate, his focus solely on the task at hand.Carefully, he applied gentle pressure to the wound, the green chakra seepinginto the torn flesh like a healing balm.

The sight wasmesmerizing, the raw, gaping hole in Naruto's groin slowly knitting itselfclosed as if by an invisible hand. The flesh pulled together, the edges sealingwith nothing remain but a small scar as a grim reminder of what had transpired.It was a testament to Neji's skills that the procedure was swift and painless,his movements sure and precise as he worked to close the gaping wound.

"Thank you,Neji," Shikamaru murmured, his voice thick with relief. The tension in theroom seemed to ease slightly as the Hyuuga stepped back, allowing the others tobreathe a collective sigh.

Shikamaru approachedthe bed with a solemn air, his eyes never leaving the exhausted form of theirfallen comrade. He reached out a gentle hand and touched the side of Naruto'sface, his thumb brushing against the tear-stained cheek. The blond was still bound,his body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure and pain, his chest risingand falling in deep, uneven breaths.

With a nod to theothers, Shikamaru leaned over and removed the soiled underwear from Naruto'shead, tossing it to the side with a look of mild disgust. The act was a silentacknowledgment of the trust and respect they had for each other, even in theface of such an extreme ritual. Lee caught the discarded fabric with a snicker,his face flushed with excitement.

Next began tocarefully unbuckle the leather strap that held the gag in place. His movementswere methodical, almost tender, as if he were afraid to break the spell thathad been cast upon them all. The strap was wet with saliva and sweat, thematerial sticking to the skin, but Shikamaru was patient, working it free witha gentle touch. Slowly he slid the penis shaped gag from Naruto's mouth beforesetting it to the side.

As the gag wasremoved, Naruto gasped, his mouth opening wide to draw in a deep, shudderingbreath. His jaw worked back and forth, popping and crackling as he tried torelieve the ache that had settled there.

Finally, Shikamarureached for the blindfold, his hand shaking slightly as he untied the knot. Hetook a moment to look into the eyes of the boy before him, expecting to findfear, pain, perhaps anger, or regret. But what met his gaze was something entirelydifferent.

Naruto's eyes wereglazed over, a sheen of sweat and tears glistening in the dim light. Yet,within them, there was a peace that Shikamaru hadn't anticipated. His pupilswere dilated, a clear sign of the intense pleasure he'd just experienceddespite the pain. There was no anger, no betrayal, no recrimination—just anunspoken acceptance of his new reality.

"Youokay?" Shikamaru couldn't help but ask, his voice tentative. He wasn'tquite sure what to expect.

Naruto nodded hishead, his voice hoarse and dry as he managed to croak out a simple,"Water." His throat was raw from his screams, his body trembling inthe aftermath of the intense experience. The request was met with a flurry ofmovement as the others rushed to fetch a cup, eager to help their comrade.While a glass of water was being poured, the ropes binding his hand and feetwere removed.

Choji carefullycradled a cup of water to his lips, his eyes filled with a mix of concern andawe. As the cool liquid trickled down Naruto's parched throat, the room seemedto come back into focus. The pain was still there, a dull throb that pulsed intime with his heart, but it was a distant echo of the agony he had felt justmoments before.

Leaning his headback, he took a moment to process everything that had happened. His mind feltlike it was racing at a million miles an hour, trying to make sense of thejumbled emotions that were fighting for dominance. But as he stared into theeyes of his classmates, the reality of his new state began to sink in.

With tremblinghands, he reached down to touch the cold, lifeless flesh that was once part ofhim. His fingertips grazed the sack, feeling the familiar texture of somethingthat had been so integral to his identity as a man. The sensation was strange,almost alien, like touching a part of himself that was no longer truly his own.He felt a pang of loss, a twinge of something akin to grief, but it was quicklyoverridden by the intense rush of adrenaline and endorphins that still floodedhis system.

What are you goingto do with them?" Choji asked in curiosity.

The question broughthim back to the present, and he looked up to find his classmates watching himwith a mix of fascination and concern. He knew they were all curious about whatwas to become of his severed testicles. They had all played a part in this ritual,and now they were all invested in the outcome.

"I'm guessingthere really isn't some secret and forbidden Akimichi recipe that uses humantesticles is there?" Naruto's voice was a hoarse whisper, filled with amix of hope and sarcasm as he tried to lighten the mood in the heavy room. Thequestion hung in the air, a bizarre and macabre attempt at humor in the wake ofhis castration.

Choji looked at himwith a mix of shock and confusion, his cheeks reddening at the mention of theAkimichi clan's secret jutsu. "I...uh... I don't think so," hestammered, trying to keep his voice steady. The idea was absurd, yet the wayNaruto spoke about it made it sound like a real possibility. “There are acouple for animal balls but they are all so plain and uninspiring. Nothingworth of something so precious as your balls.” A nervous laugh escaping hislips. "But I can ask my mom if she has any recipes that call for them.Maybe she'll know something we don't." His voice was shaky, and hecouldn't quite meet Naruto's gaze, his eyes darting to the side as if searchingfor an escape from the uncomfortable situation.

Naruto couldn’t helpbut chuckle despite the pain. "Thanks, but I think I'd rather not havethem in a stew." His voice was light, a stark contrast to the gravity ofthe situation. He took a deep breath, the air in the room feeling heavier than ever."But honestly, I haven't given it much thought. They're... just no longera part of me now." He shrugged, his voice trailing off as he tried to findthe words. "I guess we could... I don't know, bury them or something.Maybe put them in a jar and display them."

The room fellsilent, the weight of the statement hanging in the air like a thick fog. Thethought of his former manhood being displayed like a trophy was both terrifyingand exhilarating. The idea of his classmates seeing him so vulnerable, so...changed, was something he hadn't truly considered. Yet, the thrill of the taboowas a potent aphrodisiac, and he felt his cock stir despite the pain and theabsence of his testicles.

Inspiration suddenlystruck the blond, his eyes lighting up with a twisted smile. "Iknow!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a newfound enthusiasm despitehis weakened state. "Sasuke, since you didn't get to do anything yet, howabout you incinerate them with a fire jutsu? Then we can bury the ashes."He paused, the room still, his words hanging in the air like a dark cloud."The last funeral rites of my manhood," he added, his tone a peculiarmix of excitement and solemnity. The room was silent for a moment as they allprocessed the absurdity of the situation.

Sasuke could onlyshake his head in exasperation, his eyes never leaving the pathetic lump offlesh that was once a symbol of his rival's power. "Whatever you want,Dobe," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate with thevery essence of the room's tension. "But for now, how about you use somestring and make a necklace you can wear for the rest of the evening? I don'twant to have to smell burnt flesh for the rest of the night." His wordswere a strange mix of mockery and camaraderie, a reminder that despite theextreme act that had just taken place, they were still classmates bound by atwisted sense of unity.

Lee's eyes lit upwith excitement at the idea, and before anyone else could react, he'd alreadyfound a suitable length of string and was eagerly tying it around the severedend of the sack. His movements were almost childlike in their enthusiasm, hisgrin wide and predatory as he worked. When he was done, he held up his creationwith a flourish, the dead mass dangling from the makeshift necklace like agrotesque piece of jewelry. One Naruto happily put around his neck.

Before Kiba couldonce again interject, Shikamaru asked if Naruto wanted something to eat,causing Kiba to huff in annoyance that it seemed everyone was trying to blueball him. The question was met with a chuckle from the exhausted blond.

"Nope! The foodis for you guys. The only thing I want to eat tonight and as much as I can inthe future is your guy's seed," Naruto exclaimed, his voice still hoarsefrom the screams that had torn from his throat moments ago. He playfully trailedseveral of his fingers through the puddle of his own cold seed that had pooledon his stomach. Bringing those same fingers to his mouth and licking them cleanwith a dramatic flair. His expression was changed to one of disgust."Yuck, cold and salty," he murmured before giving a small laugh.

"Have you nevereaten seed before, Uzumaki?" Neji asked.

"Nope!"the blond chirped.

Choji's astonishmentgrew as he stared at Naruto. "Then why are you limiting yourself toit?" he blurted out, unable to comprehend how anyone would choose such afate.

Naruto's eyes tookon a dreamy quality as he explained his newfound purpose. "Because it'swhat I want," he murmured, his voice taking on a serene tone that seemedto resonate with a strange kind of inner peace. "I want to be the best sexslave I can be, and that means embracing all that comes with it—the pleasure,the pain, and everything in between." Naruto looked up, his eyes sparklingwith mischief. "That means lots of practice sucking you guys off, and ofcourse I'll be swallowing your seed each and every time so I might as well getuse to it."

The room erupted inlaughter, a tension-breaking sound that washed over them like a wave of relief.Even Kiba couldn't help but chuckle, his frustration momentarily forgotten ashe watched the blond lick his fingers clean. The laughter grew louder as eachboy in the room imagined the absurdity of the situation, the shared experiencebringing them closer than they had ever been.

But despite thelevity, the moment of truth had arrived. Kiba had reached the end of hispatience, his desire to claim his prize now burning with the intensity of athousand suns. "Enough," he growled, his voice a deep rumble thatsent a shiver down the spines of everyone present. He pulled his meshundershirt over his head, revealing his muscular torso, the fabric sticking tohis skin with a mix of sweat and anticipation. His cock was already hard,straining against his pants as he stepped closer to the bed. "Be a goodbitch and roll over," he ordered, the playfulness in his tone replaced bya dominant edge. "It's time for me to fuck that ass."

The room grew silentas the seal on Kiba's wrist pulsed with a deep crimson light, his words andwill being transformed into a power that resonated within the very fabric ofthe room. Without a word of protest, Naruto's body obeyed, his muscles movingwith a grace that belied his exhaustion. He rolled onto his hands and knees,presenting his naked ass to Kiba like a trophy on display.

The air was electricwith anticipation as Kiba stepped closer, his eyes never leaving the prize thatawaited him. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and, with aswift motion, they dropped to his ankles, revealing his nakedness to all. Hiscock sprang free, a proud and pulsing testament to his arousal. The tip wasslick with pre-cum, a clear sign of his eagerness to claim his right over thecastrated Uzumaki.

But as he moved toposition himself, Shikamaru's voice cut through the silence. "Kiba, areyou going to prep him first?" His tone was curious, yet there was anunderlying concern for their friend's wellbeing despite the extreme nature ofthe ritual. "And, you know, use some lube?"

"Na. Bitchesdon't need either, but if you're worried I can at least give him a littlehelp," Kiba said, his smirk as sharp as the knife that had just taken awayNaruto's manhood. He stepped closer to the bed, grabbing hold of Naruto's hipswith a firm grip, his thumbs pressing into the soft flesh. With a swift motion,he yanked the blond's body upwards, lifting his hips and spreading his butcheeks presenting his exposed, vulnerable entrance to the room.

Hacking up a thickloggie, Kiba leaned over the bed, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He tookaim, his eyes locked onto the pink, puckered hole before him. He then spat aloggie, watching with sadistic glee as it arced through the air, landing with awet smack right on Naruto's anus. The blond's body jerked at the sudden,unwelcome intrusion, and a low moan of disgust and anticipation rumbled in hischest.

"There,"Kiba chuckled, "he's lubed up and ready for my fuck." His handgripped his cock, stroking it once, twice, before he positioned the headagainst the spit-slicked entrance. He paused for a moment, savoring the powerhe held, the absolute control over his once-formidable rival.

Shino couldn't helpbut nod to himself as if he'd expected such a crass response from Kiba beforeturning to Lee. His glasses gleamed with a hint of amusement as he consideredthe situation. "Lee," he said, his voice a gentle purr that seemed tocaress the air, "If you would, could you please begin working up a sweat?Why because Naruto seemed to really love your smell and would equally love thetaste of your sweaty balls."

“Yosh!” Lee blinkedin excitement, a hint of surprise crossing his face before he nodded, a wickedsmile playing at his lips. He knew exactly what was expected of him and hewasn't about to disappoint. He quickly stripped off the rest of his cloths andbegan to do a series of push-ups, his muscles rippling and sweat alreadystarting to bead on his forehead. The room was silent except for the sound ofhis grunts and the wet slaps of his body against the floor. His cheeks grewredder with every passing moment, his breathing growing heavier and morelabored.

“Yosh!” Lee blinkedin excitement, a hint of surprise crossing his face before he nodded, a wickedsmile playing at his lips. He knew exactly what was expected of him and hewasn't about to disappoint. He quickly stripped off the rest of his cloths andbegan to do a series of push-ups, his muscles rippling. The room was silentexcept for the sound of his grunts and the wet slaps of his body against thefloor.

"Now,"Kiba murmured, his voice thick with lust, "it's time for the real fun tobegin." He couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness, a primal claim overthis new territory. The idea that he would be the one to first claim Narutoafter castrating him was intoxicating.

As he positionedhimself, his hands trembling slightly with the intensity of his emotions, heguided his cock towards Naruto’s entrance. The tip, engorged and slick withanticipation, touched the puckered skin of Naruto’s anus. The sensation sent abolt of lightning through Kiba’s body, and he could feel his own pulse in thehead of his cock as it nudged against the tight ring of muscle. This was it,the moment he’d been waiting for, the ultimate power play.

With a deep breath,Kiba began to push forward. At first, there was resistance, a tightness thatmade him feel like he was trying to force his way into a locked fortress. Butthen, with a pop, the head of his cock slipped past the guardian muscle, and hewas in. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of victory and awe, as he felt thewarm, velvety embrace of his rival’s body. He could feel the blond’s musclesclench around him, a silent protest that only served to spur him on.

For Naruto, theinitial penetration was a flood of sensations. There was the sharp sting ofbeing stretched open, a visceral reminder of vulnerability that sent a shiverdown his spine. But as Kiba’s cock slid deeper, there was a deep, almostgrounding warmth that began to fill him, a sensation that was both alien andcomforting. His body was still trying to process the loss of his manhood, butthis new fullness was a balm to his soul. It was a mix of pleasure and the echoof pain, his body adjusting to this new reality as it accepted Kiba’sdominance. The sensation was unlike anything he'd known before, a strangerebirth that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

As Kiba’s cock slidin deeper, both he and Naruto felt a symphony of sensations. For Kiba, it was aheady mix of the overwhelming tightness of Naruto's ass, the heat that seemedto radiate from his very core, and the psychological thrill of dominance mixedwith the physical pleasure of penetration. For Naruto, the feeling wascomplex—a blend of the physical sensation of being stretched, filled, and theemotional weight of this act. There was a deep, resonating pleasure, not fromthe physical act alone but from the connection, from the affirmation of hisdesirability despite his changes. His body adjusted, the initial discomfortgiving way to waves of pleasure as Kiba’s cock found new depths, stimulatingareas that sent shivers through him.

Kiba finallybottomed out, his cock fully sheathed in the warm, tight embrace of Naruto'sass. He took a moment to savor the sensation, his eyes rolling back in his headas he reveled in the feeling of being inside his rival. The pleasure was unlikeanything he had ever felt before—far better than the fleeting release of hisown hand, and even better than the fantasy of taking someone like Hinata. Thereality of fucking the now-castrated Uzumaki was a heady cocktail of power anddesire, a thrill that sent electric currents through his veins.

Slowly, he began towithdraw, watching as the tight pink rim of flesh clung to his cock in anattempt to keep him inside. Each inch that pulled out was met with a gasp fromthe blond below, his body visibly trembling with the effort of holding back thetears. But as the cock retreated, so too did the pain, leaving only the memoryof the stretch and the anticipation of the next thrust. It was a dance of agonyand ecstasy, and one that Naruto was all too eager to perform for his newmaster.

The next thrust washard and heavy, Kiba snapping his hips forward with a grunt that was almostferal. The sound echoed in the room, a declaration of his dominance as heburied his cock to the hilt in one swift motion. The force of it caused the bedto shake, the sound of their bodies colliding a symphony of pleasure and painthat filled the air.

Naruto’s eyessqueezed shut, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he felt his ass stretcharound Kiba’s thick length. It was as if every nerve ending was on fire, hisbody both fighting and welcoming the intrusion. The pain was intense, but therewas something... more to it. Something that made him crave the feeling of beingused, of being owned by his classmates. It was a heady mix that made his cocktwitch and leak onto the bed below, despite his castrated state.

As Kiba began tothrust, the room became a symphony of carnality, each stroke a note in aperverse melody that filled the air. His grunts of exertion mixed with the wet,slapping sounds of their bodies coming together, creating a rhythm that seemedto resonate through the very walls. The sound of skin on skin, the subtlesquelch of his cock sliding in and out of Naruto's abused hole, and the harshbreaths of the two locked in this dance of power and pleasure, became thebackground music to their shared experience.

Wanting to changethings up, Kiba leaned forward and laid his chest on Naruto's back. The extraweight caused the blond's arms to collapse and Kiba followed, his muscular formpressing the smaller boy into the mattress. His hands found purchase on the bedframe, his grip tight as he pulled himself back before slamming into him again.The shift in position brought their hips closer together, allowing Kiba toangle his cock in a way that hit a spot inside of Naruto that made him cry outwith each thrust.

At the same timeKiba couldn't help but open his mouth and reinforce his position of Alpha. Hiswords were like a knife in the dark, designed to cut deep into the fabric ofNaruto’s identity. "What would Hinata think if she saw you likethis?" he panted, punctuating each syllable with a hard thrust of hiscock. "What do you think she’ll do when she finds out you’re now mycastrated sex slave?"

Neji's facetightened at the mention of his cousin's name. The thought of her seeing Narutoin this depraved act of dominance and submission was a slap to the face, astark reminder of her weakness. "Do you know she's had a crush on you foryears. Hell, I'd bet if you'd asked her she would've willingly spread her legsfor you by now. What do you think about that?"

The room grew tenseas the unspoken rivalry between Kiba and Naruto over the affection of thegentle Hyuga heiress was laid bare. Kiba's words hung in the air, a challengeto the very core of their friendship.

"You know what?I want you to ask Hinata to dinner first thing Monday morning," Kibabreathed into Naruto's ear, his words a seductive whisper that sent a shiverdown the blond's spine. The room was a haze of passion and dominance, theirbodies moving in a rhythm that was as ancient as it was taboo. "Then afteryou take her out to eat, I want you to bring her to my place and introduce herto my cock."

"Hinata wouldprobably thank me," Kiba growled, his teeth grazing the shell of Naruto'sear. His words were a declaration of victory, each syllable a caress of powerthat sent a shiver down the blond's spine. The room was thick with the scent ofsweat and lust as he continued, his hips pistoning into Naruto with a fervorthat was both punishing and possessive. "Finally, she'd have you where shealways wanted you—by her side and underneath me, begging for more." Hisbreath was hot and heavy, each exhale a testament to the pleasure he took inthe blond's submission.

The idea of beingwith let alone sharing Hinata had never occured to him. But the thought ofwatching her be claimed by Kiba, sent a thrill through Naruto. It was a darkfantasy, one that played on his deepest insecurities and desires. He knew hecould never truly satisfy her, not in the way a real man could now. But asKiba's cock pounded into him, filling him in a way that his own never could, hecould help but imagine Hinata getting swept up in his subjugation and become aslave herself. He couldn't help but wonder if this was the closest, he wouldever come to that kind of power.

“I’d bet you’d evenbe able to convince her to become my slave as well,” Kiba murmured, his voice adark promise that sent a tremor through Naruto’s body. The words hit him like asledgehammer, echoing a fantasy he’d never dared to voice. His mind reeled withthe image of the sweet, gentle Hinata, her eyes filled with a mix of horror anddesire as she watched him serve Kiba. The idea of her being drawn into thisdepraved world was both thrilling and terrifying. "The both of you withUzumaki slave seals, doing everything I want," Kiba's words painted apicture that was hard to resist. "Wouldn't that be nice? I’d even let youwatch as I bred her, knocked her up with my child," he added, a smug grinplaying on his lips.

Kiba's own fantasy,coupled with his inexperience as a virgin, began to overwhelm him. His bodytensed, each muscle coiling like a tight spring, poised on the precipice ofrelease. His thrusts grew erratic, driven by a desperate hunger that had beenfestering for far too long. The room was a blur of passion and sweat, the airthick with the scent of their shared experience.

Finally, with a roarthat could have shaken the very foundations of the Leaf Village, Kiba came. Hiscock jerked and spasmed, flooding Naruto’s ass with hot, sticky cum. Thesensation of his orgasm was explosive, his entire body convulsing as he emptiedhimself into the warm, tight embrace of his rival's body. The intensity of hisclimax was matched only by the rush of power that surged through him, thereality of his dominance over the once-proud Uzumaki leaving him feelinginvincible.

As his orgasmsubsided, Kiba leaned back, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. He took amoment to appreciate the sight before him—Naruto’s sweat-slicked body,trembling with the aftermath of the brutal fucking he’d just received. Theblond’s hole fluttered, clenching around the retreating shaft, a silent pleafor more that Kiba had every intention of granting.

He pulled outcompletely, a wet pop echoing through the room as he left Naruto's body. Theblond's ass gaped open for a brief second before closing, a pink ringsurrounded by bruises and spit, a stark testament to his new role as theirclass's sex slave. The room was silent except for the sound of their panting,each breath a silent acknowledgment of the power shift that had just takenplace.

"I was seriousabout Hinata, Naruto," Kiba panted, his chest still heaving from hisclimax. "I want to see you both at my place Monday night." Narutocould only nod in acceptance.

Shino approached thebed, his sunglasses gleaming with anticipation. "I believe it is now myturn," he stated, his voice a soft, seductive purr that seemed to dance inthe air. He had been watching the scene unfold, his mind racing with thoughtsof what was to come. "Why, because I called dibs after Kiba. Are you readyfor me or would you rather have a few more minutes to rest?"

"It doesn'tmatter if I'm ready or not," Naruto replied, his voice a mix ofresignation and a strange, newfound excitement. "I'm nothing more than asex slave now." He took a deep breath, bracing himself for the next round.His body was still trembling from Kiba's rough treatment, but the thought ofShino's cool, calculated approach had him intrigued and slightly nervous."But if you're concerned, don't be. I'm more than ready."

Nodding inacknowledgement, Shino turned to Lee who had at some point stripped naked. He'dalso progressed from doing pushups to squats, his hairless cock bouncing withevery moment. His breathing had become slightly labored and sweat was runningdown the flat plains of his body, which gleamed with exertion.

"Any you Lee,are you ready for your part?" Shino questioned, his eyes never leaving therhythmic bob of Lee's dick as he worked himself into a lather.

"Yosh,"Lee huffed, standing up from his squat. His legs trembled slightly from theexertion, but he was ready. "I've worked up a fine sweat for whateverreason you have in mind," he said with a grin, wiping his brow with theback of his hand.

"Good. As forwhat I want you to do Lee, is to straddle Naruto's face once I have him inposition." Shino stated, his tone low and commanding. "Why because Iwant you to lower your balls into his mouth to lick the sweat off of and tosuck on."

Lee's smile grewwider as he nodded eagerly, his excitement palpable. He could feel the pre-cumbeading at the tip of his cock, eager for the chance to be served by theonce-proud Uzumaki.

Shino’s touch wassurprisingly gentle as he grabbed Naruto's legs and maneuvered him intoposition. The blond’s body was pliant, accepting of his new fate. As he drapedthem over the edge of the bed, the rest of the class could see the raw,reddened skin around his anus, a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play.The room was charged with tension and anticipation as they watched Shino takecontrol of the situation.

“Naruto. If I am tounderstand correctly, then all it takes to use you slave seal is to impartintent into our words and commands, and the seal does the rest. Correct?”Shino’s voice was calm and measured, his glasses gleaming with curiosity as hestudied the seal on the blond’s stomach. The room held its breath, waiting forthe confirmation of their newfound power over their former rival.

Naruto nodded, hiseyes glazed with a mix of arousal and submission. “That’s correct, Shino. Ifthe command is something I can consciously do, then the seal will activate andforce me to comply without question.” His voice was a whisper, but it carried theweight of his acceptance to the corners of the room.

Shino leaned incloser, his breath hot against Naruto’s ear as he spoke the command. “Then Icommand you, slave, to suck on Lee’s balls and worship them with every fiber ofyour being. Make him feel like the most important person in the room. Let hisarousal become your arousal, and do everything in your power to make him cumfrom the pleasure of your mouth alone.”

The seal on Shino'swrists glowed briefly, the kanji pulsing with a dark energy that seemed toresonate through the air. And just like that, the command was given. There wasno hesitation, no room for argument. The compulsion was absolute. With a whinethat was part pain, part pleasure, Naruto opened his mouth and waited Lee tostraddle his face.

Lee wasted no timein following through. He stepped closer, his muscles flexing as he positionedhimself over the blond. His cock bobbed with excitement, and with a grin, helowered his sweaty testicles onto the awaiting mouth. The salty tang of hisbody mixed with the faint scent of his own arousal, a heady aroma that seemedto intoxicate the room.

Naruto could onlymoan as the thought of the taste and smell of Lee's sweaty balls became areality, filling his nostrils and mouth with a musky scent that was at oncerepulsive and tantalizing. The weight of Lee's body pressing down on him was areminder of his new role, his mouth open and eager to obey the command of hisnew master. His eyes watered slightly from the pungent scent, but he didn'tresist. Instead, he leaned into it, his tongue darting out to taste the saltysweat that coated the firm orbs.

Shino watched with adetached fascination, his own arousal evident in the way he stroked his cock ashe took in the sight before him. He was the orchestrator of this twistedsymphony, the conductor of their depraved desires. With a smirk, he reached forthe bottle of lube, popping the cap with his thumb. He squirted a generousamount onto the palm of his hand, the clear gel shining in the dim light of theroom.

Shino then opened abottle of lube and poured a generous amount of it on Naruto's cock. The coolliquid spilled over the blond's shaft, pooling in his belly button beforetrickling down his sides. "Now Naruto, I want you to start stroking yourcock when I start fucking you. I want you to explore what feels good and adjustyour technique to deliver the maximum amount of pleasure to your cock."His voice was a soft, seductive whisper, a stark contrast to the brutalcommands of Kiba.

The seal on Shino’swrist flared to life once againas he spoke, and Naruto felt an involuntaryspasm in his groin. Despite the trauma of his recent castration, his cock beganto twitch and swell slightly. He reached down with trembling hands, his eyes widewith disbelief and fear. The touch was foreign, wrong in a way that onlyheightened the intensity of his arousal. He prepared to tentatively strokehimself, unsure of what to expect.

Shino eye's glancedover at Kiba as one final idea entered his mind. "Lastly Naruto, when Leelowers his hips the rest of the way I want you to stick your nose into hissweaty dirty ass and breath in his musk as deeply as you can as you engrain hisscent and memorize it."

Naruto's eyes wentwide with shock and excitement at the thought. It was something he'd never donebefore, but the idea of pleasing both of them in such a way made his heartrace. He nodded eagerly, his mouth watering around Lee's balls withanticipation.

Kiba watched fromhis seat at the table, a smug smirk playing on his lips as he sipped his drink.The sight of his rival being used like this was intoxicating. He couldn’t helpbut feel a twinge of satisfaction knowing that he had played a part in reducingthe Uzumaki to a mere object of pleasure for them all.

Shino lined himselfup and with one swift motion, pushed into Naruto's still-loose cum-filled hole.The warmth and wetness of Kiba's seed made for a surprisingly smooth entry, astark contrast to the brutal penetration he'd just endured. As Shino buried himselfto the hilt, Naruto could only moan around the mouthful of Lee's testicle, hisown cock responding to the new sensation despite his castration.

With surgicalprecision, Shino began to piston in and out of the blond, his strokesdeliberate and calculated. Each time he pulled back, the head of his cockdragged against the tender, bruised flesh, only to plunge back in and hitNaruto's prostate with the force of a sledgehammer.

As Shino fucked him,Naruto's hand moved with the same rhythm, his fingers wrapped around his shaft.He stroked himself tentatively at first, the sensation of his own touch alienand exhilarating. His thumb brushed over the slit, and a bolt of pleasure shotthrough him, making his eyes roll back in his head. He gagged around Lee'sballs as he moaned, the sound muffled by the flesh filling his mouth.

Encouraged, hecontinued to explore, his hand moving faster as he found his rhythm. Heexperimented with different pressures and strokes. The pleasure grew, buildingin his gut like a swarm of bees. It was unlike anything he'd ever feltbefore—his body responding to his touch, even though his testicles were nolonger there to fuel his arousal. He discovered that the head of his cock wasparticularly sensitive, and he focused on it, his hand a blur of motion as hestroked himself.

Shino watched with amix of fascination and approval. He pulled out of Naruto's ass completely, thewet sound echoing through the room. He took a moment to appreciate the sightbefore him—Naruto's body trembling with desire, his cock hard despite the painof his recent ordeal. Then, without warning, he slammed back in, the force ofhis thrusts making the bed squeak and the mattress wobble.

He repeated thisprocess several times, each withdrawal a tease, each penetration a declarationof his dominance. The room was filled with the wet smack of skin on skin, thesound a symphony of pleasure and power. The other classmates watched, their ownarousal growing as they saw the blond's body respond to the relentlessonslaught.

Lee's grin grew ashe watched his friend's cock jerk and pulse in response to the abuse. He leanedback slightly, giving Shino better access to his ass while lowering his hips sothat Naruto's nose was pressed into his sweaty cleft. The blond inhaled deeply,his eyes rolling back in his head as he took in the scent of his new master'sbody. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of power and submission thathad his cock leaking precum onto his stomach despite the lack of testicles.

Shino wrappedNaruto's legs around his waist with a gentle yet firm grip, drawing him closer,their bodies now a tapestry of sweat and desire. He began to thrust into theblond with a rhythm that was both tender and relentless. The room was a cocoonof sound and heat, the air thick with the scents of lust and power as heclaimed his prize.

Naruto's hand movedfaster, his strokes growing more desperate as the pleasure built within him.His eyes rolled back in his head, and he could feel his body tightening aroundShino's cock, the pleasure coiling deep within him.

The moment of climaxwas sudden and intense, his cock spurting forth a stream of seedless cum thatpainted his chest and stomach in thick, clear spurts. The sensation wasoverwhelming; a mix of pain and pleasure that made him scream around themouthful of Lee's balls. His body convulsed, muscles contracting and releasingas wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, leaving him trembling andgasping for air.

Yet Shino keptfucking him with his long thin cock, and consequently, Naruto's hand keptstroking himself. It was a strange, disconcerting sensation, his body reactingto the rhythmic pounding without the familiar weight of his balls to guide him.The absence of his testicles was a constant throb as the castration bands werestill around the remains of his sack. Despite Neji numbing the nerves wherestill transmitting phantom signals that only seemed to amplify the pleasurecoursing through him as Shino hit his prostate with every thrust.

Lee watched, his ownexcitement building as he felt the vibrations of Naruto's scream against hissensitive flesh. He groaned, the pleasure of the blond's worshipful mouth toomuch to bear. He leaned back, his cock pulsing with need. "Fuck," hebreathed, his voice a strangled whisper. "Keep going, keep going."

Naruto obeyed, hiseyes watering and his throat stretched around the firmness of Lee's balls.Naruto could feel the muscles in Lee's thighs tightening, his body poised onthe brink of climax. So he sucked harder, his tongue lapping at the salty skin,the taste of his sweat mingling with the scent of his ass.

Lee's moan grewlouder, his hips bucking slightly as the sensation grew too much to bear. Thefeeling of his balls in the warm cavern of Naruto's mouth, the way the blond'snose was buried in his ass—it was a heady mix of power and pleasure. His cockjerked, and without warning, he came. The first shot of cum shot straight intothe air before painting his own chest in his seed.

At the same timeShino reached his limit, his hips bucked, and he began to fill the void ofNaruto's castrated body with his second load of seed. His orgasm was like asilent scream, a testament to the depth of his own release and the powerdynamics that now existed between them. His cum spurted into the blond'schannel, mixing with Kiba's earlier offering, a tangible sign of their claimover the blond.

Lee is the first tomove. Not only because he was the first to orgasm, but because he was aware hewas more or less smushing the blonds face with his crotch. He withdraws hisballs from Naruto's mouth, the sound of them popping out echoing through the room.He looks down at the blond, whose eyes are still glazed with pleasure. The roomis still, the only sounds being the heavy panting of the three of them.

"Lee, lay downon your back. Why, because your turn isn't over yet?" Shino instructed, anidea already formed in his mind. The other boy nods, moving off of Narutocarefully. His legs are shaky from his exertion, and he practically flops downonto the bed, his cock still half-hard and glistening with his release as hewandered what Shino had in mind next.

Shino's cock slippedfree from Naruto's ass with a wet pop, leaving behind a messy mix of cum andlube that glistened in the low light of the room. The sight was both obsceneand fascinating, a testament to the depth of their depraved ritual. The cum of bothKiba and Shino mixed, a visual representation of their shared claim over thenow-castrated Uzumaki.

"Naruto, can Iassume you properly cleaned and prepped your ass prior to the party?"Shino asked, his voice a soft purr that belied the intensity of his gaze.

Naruto nodded, hischeeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "Ya, I used an enema of warm soapywater about an hour before you guys got here," he replied, his voicebarely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.

Naruto nodded, hischeeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "Ya, I used an enema of warm soapywater about an hour before you guys got here," he replied, his voicebarely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.

"Good,"Shino nodded. "Why? Because proper preparation is an essential part of anysexual activity." His mouth watered as he looked at Naruto's gaping holeas his and Kiba's cum began to slowly leak out of it. "And so is proper cleanupafterwards."

With that, Shinoknelt on the floor between Naruto's legs, which were still sticky with a mix ofcum and sweat. He took a deep breath, savoring the scent of the room—a potentblend of desire, power, and the distinctive musk of three young men in the throesof passion. He leaned in, his eyes never leaving Naruto's, and began to lick upthe trail of cum that had escaped from the blond's ass. His tongue was like ahot brand, tracing the path from the base of his spine to the swollen ring ofhis anus.

Naruto moaned asShino's tongue invaded his used hole. His body jerking at the sensation, ashiver of pleasure rippling through him. He'd never felt anything quite likeit—the way Shino's tongue delved into him, as if tasting him in a way that wasboth degrading and thrilling.

What Shino was doingshocked everyone, at least it should have unless you knew Shino and his nature.Whereas Kiba took after dogs and their fuck and leave casual sex, Shino tookafter his bugs, who instinctually considered everything as a usable resource.His spent seed was no exception, so why would he waste it by leaving it in aninfertile receptacle?

Everyone could onlywatch as Shino made love to Naruto's hole with his mouth and tongue as helicked and sucked both loads out of Naruto's ass. His movements were meticulousand methodical, as if he were performing some sacred ritual. The room wassilent except for the wet sounds of Shino's ministrations, punctuated by theoccasional whimper from the blond. If there was ever any doubt about Shino’ssexual orientation it had just been thoroughly answered.

Once Shino wassatisfied that he had cleaned Naruto’s hole to his standards, he pulled backwith a wet pop, his mouth and chin glistening with their combined seed."Now, Naruto," he said, his voice a low growl. "It's your turnto clean up Lee."

Naruto noddedeagerly, rolling over onto his stomach and pushing himself up onto his handsand knees. His face was flushed with pleasure, his eyes shining with a newfoundsense of purpose. He turned to face Lee, his gaze never leaving the brunet's ashe lowered his head to lick the cum from his chest. His tongue traced the pathof each rope of semen, lapping at the sticky mess like a cat with a bowl ofmilk.

"Don't forgethis sweaty arm pits," Kiba couldn't help but chime in, his eyes gleamingwith a mix of amusement and challenge. "And his feet while you're atit." His tone was light, but the words hung heavy in the air. Bothcomments were made as suggestions and not commands, Kiba wanting to see justhow far Naruto would go to debase himself without being forced to do something.

Lee looked down atthe blond, a mix of confusion and arousal crossing his features. He'd neverseen this side of Naruto before—so eager to serve, so willing to please. It wasa heady feeling, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at how much hewas enjoying it. "That is okay, Naruto," he insisted, his voicesofter than he intended. "There is no reason for you to do either."

But Naruto justgrinned, a wild, feral smile that spoke of his excitement and acceptance of hisnew role. "It's ok, I don't mind." He didn't just want to clean Leeup; he craved it. He craved the taste of them all, the smell of their sweat andcum, the feel of their bodies under his hands and mouth. It was a strange andintoxicating feeling, one that made him feel alive in a way he never hadbefore.

"Then fan theflames of my arousal by performing both," Lee's voice was a whisper thatseemed to resonate in the very air of the room, and it was like a siren's callto Naruto.  "When you are ready takemy cock and seed into your mouth as you did my balls." The words hung inthe air, a challenge that seemed to electrify the very air around them.

Naruto's heart racedas he leaned over and took in the brunet's sweaty armpit, the musky scent ofLee's body washing over him. He inhaled deeply, feeling a sense of purposeswell within him that was as strange as it was exhilarating. With a tremble ofexcitement, he leaned in closer, his tongue darting out to trace the contoursof the muscular, hairy pit. The taste was unexpectedly addictive—salt and sweatmingling in a way that made his mouth water for more. He felt a thrill run downhis spine as he realized that he was craving this, craving the act of pleasingand serving his friends in such a primal, intimate way.

Ignoring anylingering self-consciousness, Naruto gave in to his desires. He lapped at Lee'sarmpit with a fervor that was as surprising to him as it was to the others inthe room. The brunet's muscles tensed slightly, and his breath hitched, but hemade no move to stop him. The sensation of Naruto's tongue on his skin wasunlike anything he'd felt before—a mix of pleasure and discomfort that onlyadded to the excitement. Lee had never felt this way before, never known thatsuch a simple act could be so erotic.

Once he'd finishedcleaning one pit, Naruto's movements grew more urgent, more eager. He quicklyclimbed over to the other side of Lee's body and began again. The room wasstill, the only sounds the wetness of his tongue and the soft, rhythmic pantingof his breath. The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that seemed tocrackle around them.

Lee's cock was now adeep shade of purple, straining towards the ceiling. The anticipation wasunbearable, a delicious agony that had his thighs trembling. He watched asNaruto's tongue darted in and out of his armpit, the blond's eyes glazed overwith lust. He knew what was coming next, but the anticipation was almost toomuch to handle.

Finally, with a grinthat was both innocent and devilish, Naruto moved down Lee's body. His tonguetrailed a wet path down Lee's abs, pausing to flick at his navel beforecontinuing its descent. He ignored the erect cock jutting upwards, a silentdeclaration of Lee's desire. Instead, he focused on the task at hand—his eyeslocked on Lee's feet, which were now within reach.

Naruto grabbed onefoot in each hand, his grip firm but gentle. He brought them together in frontof his face, and for a moment, he just breathed in the scent of his friend—thescent of power and submission. Then, without any further preamble, he leaned inand ran his tongue up the sole of the left foot. The sensation wassurprising—the roughness of the skin, the taste of sweat and dust. It was anintimate act, one that spoke of his total surrender to the will of the group.

Lee watched, hischest heaving with anticipation as Naruto's tongue slithered between his toes,tracing the grooves and valleys with an enthusiasm that was almost predatory.Each touch sent a bolt of pleasure shooting through him, his body reacting inways he'd never thought possible. It was like the blond was worshipping him,claiming him in a way that was as primal as it was erotic.

"Please,Naruto," he gasped, his voice hoarse. "My cock." It was a plea,a desperate bid for relief from the exquisite torment of his unfulfilleddesire. And Naruto, ever eager to serve, didn't disappoint.

With a feral growlthat seemed to come from a place deep within him, the blond surged upward, hiseyes locking onto the brunet's still-leaking erection. He didn't bother withteasing or preparation; there was no time for games. Instead, he engulfed Lee'scock in one swift motion, his mouth a warm, wet cavern that swallowed the hardlength whole.

Lee's hips shot upoff the bed, a silent cry escaping his throat as the blunt pressure of Naruto'slips closed around the head of his cock. The sensation was like nothing he'dever felt before—it was as if every nerve ending had been heightened, every sensationamplified. He could feel his balls tightening again, already preparing for asecond release, and it was all he could do to keep from bucking his hips upinto that welcoming mouth.

But then Narutopulled back, his hand wrapping around Lee's shaft to begin a slow, deliberatestroking motion. His tongue darted out to lick at the slit, catching the beadof precum that had formed there. The warmth of his breath was a caress againstthe hypersensitive flesh, sending shivers down Lee's spine.

Lee's eyes rolledback in his head as he felt the beginnings of his climax building."Naruto," he warned, his voice strained. "I'm going tocum." But the blond just nodded, his eyes sparkling with a mix ofexcitement and challenge. He wanted this, needed it. He wanted to taste Lee, tofeel him fill his mouth with his essence.

The brunet's hipsbucked upwards, his cock swelling even more in Naruto's tight grip. He couldfeel his orgasm approaching with the inevitability of a freight train, a rushof pleasure that was both terrifying and exhilarating. "I'm cumming,"he managed to choke out, his voice barely recognizable as his own.

And cum he did. Thefirst spurt of hot semen shot straight into the blond's eager mouth, filling itto the brim. Naruto didn't flinch; instead, he swallowed greedily, eager forevery drop. He continued to stroke Lee's shaft, his movements slow and steadyas he milked him of his seed. Each pulse brought forth a new jet of cum, eachone more potent than the last. It filled his mouth, the taste rich andoverpowering, and he felt a strange sense of triumph as he swallowed it down.

Lee's body trembledwith the force of his orgasm, his muscles tightening and releasing in waves.His eyes remained locked on Naruto's, watching as the blond took his pleasurewithout reservation. When he was finally spent, he collapsed back onto the bed,his cock still pulsing slightly in the blond's grip.

Naruto swallowed thelast of Lee's cum, the taste lingering on his tongue as he leaned back. With afinal, gentle kiss to the head of Lee's cock, he turned to look around theroom, his eyes alight with a hunger that was palpable. "Next!" he calledout, his voice filled with a newfound confidence that made the others' bloodboil.

Before Naruto couldreact, a plain glass of water was shoved in his face, and he felt a sudden joltas his Uzumaki slave seal activated. The cool liquid washed over his face, andhe opened his mouth reflexively, gasping for air. "Drink!" The commandcame from Neji, his tone sharp and uncompromising. Pupil-less white eyes gazebore into him, his expression a blend of determination, loathing, and milddisgust. "I refuse to use a dirty hole or have to suffer through sloppyseconds."

There had been noneed for the slave seal's activation, but in the heightened atmosphere of theroom, it was a reminder of the power dynamics at play. The act of Neji takingcontrol, of making him clean his own mouth, was a stark reminder of his newstatus. But instead of feeling humiliated, Naruto felt a thrill at the command,his body responding with a fresh wave of arousal. He took the glass withtrembling hands, the coldness of the water a stark contrast to the heat of themoments before. He swished it around in his mouth, cleansing the palette of thetaste of Lee's cum.

Neji watched himwith a critical eye, his own cock standing at attention as he sat down on thebed. He hadn't even bothered to fully strip, his pants pulled down just enoughto expose the erection that was pulsing with anticipation. It was almost adeclaration of his dominance—that he couldn't even be bothered to fullyundress.

"Kneel betweenmy legs," he said, his voice a low, commanding murmur that seemed toresonate in the very air around them. "And keep your hands locked behindyour back."

Naruto compliedimmediately, his body moving almost on instinct. He knelt between Neji's legs,his own thighs quivering slightly as he positioned himself. His hands found thesmall of his back, his fingers interlocking as he waited for the next command. Heknew what was coming, but the anticipation was a thrill all its own—a headycocktail of fear and excitement that made his pulse race.

Neji's gaze rakedover him, his lip curling in disdain as he took in the sight of his once-equalclassmate kneeling before him. It was a stark reminder of his own fate—theCaged Bird Seal that had bound him to the Hyuga main house since childhood. Butwhere Neji's bond was forced, Naruto's was chosen, and that made it all themore repugnant to him. The blond's eager eyes and flushed cheeks were aconstant affront to Neji's pride—a living, breathing symbol of the freedom he'dnever known.

With a jerk of hiships, Neji buried his cock deep in Naruto's mouth, his hand fisting in theblond's hair. "Ahh, much better," he groaned, feeling the warm, wetcavern of the eunuch's mouth surround him. The sound was like a balm to thebruised ego that had been festering since Kiba had brought up his cousinHinata. "Suck it," he ordered, his voice low and guttural.

Naruto's eyeswatered as Neji's cock slammed into the back of his throat, the roughness ofthe Hyuga's hand in his hair sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.He gagged, but the sound only seemed to spur Neji on further. The blond's eyesrolled back in his head as he focused on the feeling of being used, on thepower Neji held over him in that moment. He could feel the hatred in everythrust, the anger in every twist of his hair.

But then, Neji'sgrip on his head tightened, and the command echoed in the room: "Keep youreyes open and on me!" The words snapped through the haze of pleasure likea whip crack. With a gasp, Naruto forced his eyes open, staring up at Neji withwatering eyes. The brunet's gaze was like a brand, burning into him, holdinghim in place. It was a demand for connection, for acknowledgment of the powerdynamics that now governed their relationship.

"Is this whatyou wanted?" Neji sneered, his thrusts becoming more punishing with eachword. "To be used and abused?" The words hung in the air, a challengeand a taunt. "You never were a man," he spat out, "and I'm gladKiba castrated you. To think lady Hinata had a crush on such a patheticcreature as you." The mention of Hinata was like a knife twisting in hisgut. It stoked the flames of his arousal, mixing pain and pleasure in a toxiccocktail that had him panting around Neji's cock.

"To think shewould have gladly given up being the heir and the Hyūga name just to be withyou," Neji jeered, his hips pumping harder, each thrust punctuating hiswords. "You could have had a loving, devoted wife, one who would havehelped you restore your clan." His grip on Naruto's hair tightened, hisvoice a mix of anger and disgust. "But instead, you're here, on yourknees, serving us like a whore."

Naruto's eyeswatered even more, not just from the pain of his throat being stretched sowide, but from the words cutting into him. The truth of Neji's words hit hard,but it was a truth he'd accepted. He was no longer just a boy, no longer just aninja. He was a eunuch, a plaything for the whims of his classmates. And yet,there was something freeing in that. He didn't have to live up to theexpectations as the heir of the Uzumaki, or the pressures of being in arelationship and having children. He was free to be what he truly was—acreature of passion and desire, eager to serve those he cared for.

"But in a way,I'm glad you had yourself castrated," Neji growled, his voice thick withdisdain. "You were never worthy of her. You never deserved to feel thewarmth of a woman's embrace as she shudders with pleasure at your touch as youbring her to climax." With a brutal tug of the hair, he pushed his cock tothe back of Naruto's throat, holding the blond's head in a vice-like grip. Thewords stung like a slap, but the pain was nothing compared to the agony ofknowing that Neji was right.

The brunet's hipsjerked, and his eyes squeezed shut as he came with a roar that seemed to shakethe very foundation of the room. The hot, thick ropes of cum shot down Naruto'sthroat, filling him in a way he'd never been filled before. He swallowed convulsively,the muscles in his neck straining as he took in the full brunt of Neji'srelease. It was a declaration of victory, a claiming of what was now rightfullyhis.

When Neji finallypulled out, his cock slick and glistening, he sneered down at the blond, whowas now kneeling before him, eyes wide and cheeks flushed with arousal."Look what you've become," he said, his voice filled with a mix ofcontempt and triumph. "Now you're nothing more than a bitch and whore.Someone to be fucked whenever, wherever any of us want."

Naruto's throat feltraw, but his eyes never left Neji's, his own desire shimmering in the depths ofhis gaze. He knew Neji was right—his new role was that of a servant, a vesselfor their pleasure. But in that moment, he didn't care. The only thing thatmattered was the power he felt in serving them, in bringing them to climax.

Neji leaned down,his expression a twisted mask of contempt and satisfaction as he stareddirectly into Naruto's watery eyes. "If Kiba ever does manage to bed mycousin, I want you to remember that you could have been in his place if onlyyou had the balls," he sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. The wordshung in the air like a curse, a reminder of what could have been. The room wasthick with the scent of sex and sweat, a testament to the depravity that hadunfolded.

"Now open yourmouth and show me what a good whore you are," Neji sneered, his voicethick with the satisfaction of his climax. Naruto's eyes remained on Neji's,unblinking and filled with a mix of pain and desire as he complied.

The brunet leaneddown, his contemptuous gaze never leaving the blond's. His spit directly intoNaruto's open mouth. The saliva was hot and bitter, a stark contrast to thesaltyness of the cum that had filled him moments before causing the blond'sstomach churn. Yet, instead of revulsion, he felt a strange thrill. It was asymbol of his submission, a declaration of his new place in the socialhierarchy. He closed his mouth instinctively, his tongue curling around thespit as he felt the bile rise in his throat. But he knew better than to refusea direct order from Neji, especially now. He forced himself to swallow, hiseyes never leaving the brunet's as he did so.

With a disgustedhuff, Neji pulled away, pulling up his pants with a swift, violent motion. Hedidn't bother to clean himself up as he tucked in his spent cock."Remember, Uzumaki," he spat out, his eyes gleaming with a maliciousdelight. "Thursdays after school and Saturday mornings. You're mine. Somake sure you've cleaned yourself of any of the other's cum"

He turned on hisheel, leaving the room without a backward glance. The door slammed shut behindhim, the echo of his footsteps fading into the hallway. The room was left in atense silence, the only sound the harsh panting of the boys who had just witnessedthe most intense sexual display of their young lives.

"What aprick," Kiba finally said, his voice a harsh whisper that seemed to slicethrough the heavy air. It was an understatement that resonated with everyonepresent. The way Neji had treated Naruto was beyond cruel, pushing buttons thatno one else had the audacity to touch.

"So... I guessyou're up next right, Shika?" Naruto's asked in excitement. By noweveryone other than Choji had shed their cloths.

"Yeah,"Shikamaru drawled lazily as he approached the bed with a casual air. "Iguess I am." He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him, Narutostill on his knees, his body a canvas of bruises and sweat from the earlierencounters. The blond looked up at him with a mix of excitement andapprehension, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Shikamaru felt his own cockstir at the thought of what was to come, the power of the moment not lost onhim. “Just give me a nice relaxing blowjob for now.”

Naruto's eyesnarrowed playfully, the challenge in his voice clear. "Bullshit," hecalled out, his voice firm and unyielding. "I know you want to fuck me soget your lazy ass down on the bed, and I'll ride you." There was a fire inhis eyes that Shikamaru hadn't seen before, a newfound confidence that made thebrunet's stomach tighten with excitement.

Shikamaru's responsewas to roll his eyes heavenward, but he couldn't help the smirk that tugged athis lips. He knew Naruto was baiting him, but the blond had a point. They hadall agreed to this, and if he was going to go through with it, he might as wellgo all in. "What a drag," Shikamaru responded, but laid down asrequested without further complaint, stretching his lanky frame out on the bedwith a dramatic sigh.

Naruto quickly gotup off the floor, his movements swift and fluid despite the previous exertions.He strutted over to the bedside table, his eyes never leaving Shikamaru'samused gaze. He picked up a bottle of edible warming massage oil, the glasscool against his skin, and felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine.

With a grin that wasboth mischievous and filled with a hint of challenge, he climbed onto the bedand settled himself between Shikamaru's spread thighs. The brunet lay there,his cock jutting upwards like a flag pole, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing, the tension thickenough to cut with a knife.

He took a moment tobury his nose into Shika's balls, deeply inhaling his unique masculine scent.It was earthy and faintly musky, a smell that was uniquely Shikamaru's. Itfilled his nostrils and sent a bolt of pure lust straight to his cock, whichwas already begging for attention despite its lack of testicles. The warmth ofhis breath against the sensitive skin made the brunet's cock twitch, and hecould feel the anticipation building in the air around them.

With a gentle touch,Naruto's tongue flicked out, tracing the line of Shikamaru's ballsack beforetaking one of the balls into his mouth. He sucked gently, feeling it swell andcontract under his ministrations. His mouth watered with every soft moan thatescaped the brunet's lips, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of power inbeing the one to elicit such noises from him. The taste was faintly salty, butit was a flavor he had come to crave, a flavor that signaled his role in thegroup's power structure.

Shikamaru's hipsrolled upwards slightly, pushing his cock closer to the blond's waiting mouth.The brunet's eyes were half-lidded, his expression one of pure pleasure as hewatched the eunuch worship his body. It was a dance they had never sharedbefore, but one that felt oddly natural in the aftermath of the castrationritual. The room was alive with the electricity of desire, each breath andwhisper echoing in the stillness.

But that wasn't whatShikamaru wanted. With a gentle tug on the base of his cock, he signaled hisintent. Naruto reluctantly released his grip on Shika's balls, allowing them topop out of his mouth with an audible sound that seemed to resonate in the quiet.For a moment, the blond's eyes searched Shikamaru's, looking for any hint ofregret or dissatisfaction. But all he found was a smoldering heat that mirroredhis own.

Naruto's fingerscircled the shadow user's rock-hard cock, the heat of Shikamaru's desirepulsing beneath his touch. He watched the brunet's expression closely, the wayhis eyes fluttered and his mouth parted slightly with every stroke. The head ofShika's cock was slick with pre-cum, begging for attention. With a mischievoussmile, the blond leaned in closer, his breath hot against the sensitive skin.He could feel the anticipation in the air, the tension coiling tighter withevery passing second.

Closing his eyes, hetook the weeping tip and began to rub it across his own face, leaving a trailof sticky wetness in its wake. He felt the warmth spread across his forehead,his eyelids, the bridge of his nose, and finally, he reached his mouth. His tonguedarted out, eagerly lapping up the salty taste that coated his lips. It was adeclaration of intent, a silent promise of what was to come.

Without warning, heopened his eyes and took the tip of Shikamaru's cock into his mouth, his tongueswirling around the slit to collect the salty liquid. The taste wasintoxicating, a heady mix of power and submission that went straight to hishead. He could feel the brunet's body tense, the muscles in his thighstightening as he moaned.

Shikamaru's voicewas a ragged whisper, his patience frayed by the exquisite torment of Naruto'sforeplay. "Enough," he begged, his eyes dark with need, "I wantyou to ride me now." The blond's laugh was low and knowing, a sound that senta shiver down the brunet's spine. He knew that tone, knew it meant that thereal fun was about to begin.

Naruto wasted notime in straddling him, his own cock still flaccid but his arousal clear. Hetook the bottle of edible warming massage oil, popping the cap open with aflourish and drizzling the slick substance over Shikamaru's erection. Thebrunet's eyes widened as the warmth began to spread, a delicious sensation thathad him biting his lower lip. The blond's hands were gentle, almost reverent,as he coated the entire length with the oil, his fingertips brushing over thesensitive skin with a precision that had Shikamaru's hips rising off the bed.

Shimmying forward,Naruto raised his hips and reached behind himself, guiding the head ofShikamaru's cock to his rear entrance. With a deep breath, he began to lowerhimself, the anticipation building as the tip of the cock nudged at his hole.His eyes never left Shika's, the connection between them palpable as he pusheddown, feeling the stretch and burn as the cock breached him. He moaned, thesound deep and needy, as he took inch after inch, his body adjusting to theintrusion with a mix of pain and pleasure that was almost overwhelming.

Once fully seated,Naruto took a moment to savor the feeling of being filled. Then, with a smirkthat was both playful and challenging, he began to ride Shikamaru. Hismovements were slow at first, almost languid, as he found his rhythm. Thebrunet's eyes rolled back into his head, his breaths coming in short gasps asthe pleasure began to build. The sight of the blond's limp cock bouncing up anddown as Naruto fucked himself on his cock was mesmerizing, a visual feast thathad him hooked.

But unlike theothers, Shikamaru didn't just want to lie there and let the eunuch do all thework. He was more than just a passive participant in this ritual. He reachedup, his fingers digging into the flesh of Naruto's hips as he guided the pace,his own hips rising to meet the blond's downward thrusts. Each movement broughta fresh wave of pleasure that rolled through them both, a silent symphony ofneed and desire.

"Play withyourself," Shikamaru murmured, his voice low and seductive. It wasn't acommand this time, but a suggestion. And as much as Naruto wanted to give intothe idea of pleasuriing himelf while being used by his friend, he insteadignored it.

Instead, he leaneddown, placing both of his hands on the shadow user's chest. The muscles beneathhis palms were firm and warm, and he could feel the rapid thump of Shikamaru'sheart. "No," he said, his voice a soft purr that seemed to echo throughthe room. "You play with it." He emphasized his point by pinchingboth of the brunet's nipples, watching with a sadistic delight as the olderboy's eyes snapped open in surprise.

Shikamaru's handhovered for a moment, hesitant, before he reached down and wrapped his fingersaround the limp flesh. The sensation was foreign, but the power behind it wasintoxicating. He began to stroke the useless cock, the movement tentative atfirst before growing more confident. The oil made it slick, allowing his handto glide easily over the velvety skin.

Naruto's head fellback, his mouth open in a silent scream as the pleasure began to build. Hisbreathing grew heavier, his body rocking slightly with the rhythm ofShikamaru's strokes. His eyes rolled back in his head, the sensation of beingfilled by his friend's cock while being denied his own release was almost toomuch to handle. Yet, he knew it was his role now—to serve, to be used, and torevel in the power that came with it.

With a sudden jolt,his body tensed, his ass clamping down hard on Shikamaru's cock. The brunet'seyes went wide with surprise as he felt the warm, wet spurts of clear fluidcoat his chest. It was a stark contrast to the usual sticky white mess thataccompanied such moments of release, but the sight was no less erotic.

Shikamaru's ownclimax hit him like a thunderbolt, his eyes squeezing shut as he roared out hisrelease. His hips bucked upwards, driving his cock deeper into the blond'sbody, his hands clutching down on the blond's thigh and cock to anchor himselfto reality. The sensation of his seed spilling into the void of Naruto's asswas oddly liberating, a reminder of the power he held over his eunuch lover.

Naruto pulled off ofhim with a wet pop, his ass making a lewd sound as he disengaged. He remainedstraddling Shikamaru, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath, hisskin glistening with a sheen of sweat. The blond leaned down, his expressionone of pure submission and satisfaction as he took the brunet's cock into hismouth once more.

He licked away thestickiness, the warming oil mixing with Shikamaru's cum creating a slick, sweetmess. His tongue danced over the sensitive skin, lapping up every drop with adedication that spoke volumes about his newfound role. Shikamaru watched in amazement,his body still humming from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He had never seenNaruto like this before—so eager to please, so willing to debase himself. Itwas a powerful aphrodisiac that had him growing hard again almost immediately.

But before Narutocould start anything new, Shikamaru waved him off, his hand coming to rest onthe blond's head, stilling his eager movements. "That's enough," hemurmured, his voice still thick with desire. "We can't keep going likethis all night."

They both turned tolook at Choji, who was still fully dressed, his eyes wide and his cheeksflushed. The plump boy had been sitting in the corner, his erection tenting hispants, watching the entire display with a mix of horror and fascination.Despite his clear arousal, he had yet to participate. The room was silent aseveryone's gaze fell upon him, the weight of their expectations heavy.

Choji squirmed underthe collective gaze, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. "I-Ican't," he stuttered, his eyes darting from one to the other. "Youguys go on, I'll just watch." Despite his obvious arousal, the plump boy was absolutely against doing anything outof sheer embarrassment. He had no desire to expose his fat body, even if he wasgoing to get pleasured. His cheeks burned with a deep blush, and his eyesremained glued to the floor, unable to meet the eager gazes of his classmates.

Naruto's eyessnapped to Choji, a mix of understanding and determination in his gaze. He knewthe plump boy's insecurities all too well—they had been friends for years.Without missing a beat, he slid off the bed and made his way over to Choji, hismovements fluid and graceful despite his bruised body. He knelt before him, hisexpression earnest and caring. "You don't have to do anything you're notcomfortable with," he assured, his voice gentle. "But remember, we'reall in this together. You're not just here to watch."

Choji's eyesflickered to the floor, his cheeks burning even hotter. "I know," hemumbled, his voice barely audible. "But I just... I don't know if Ican." He shifted his weight, his hands tightening their grip on the edgeof his chair. The room was silent, each of his classmates watching with batedbreath, giving him the space to decide.

Before anyone elsecould respond, Shikamaru called Naruto back over to him. They had a quickwhispered conversation, the brunet's hand stroking the blond's sweaty hair. Thetension was palpable as they leaned in close, their faces a mask ofconcentration. Then, with a smug smile, Shikamaru nodded, and the blondscurried over to Choji.

"Choji, can youdo me a favor?" The plump boy looked up, his eyes wide with surprise. Therequest was so casual, it was almost absurd given the circumstances. Everyonewas curious about what Shikamaru had talked to Naruto about, no one more thanChoji.

"What would youlike me to do?" Choji asked earnestly, his voice tentative and hopeful.

Naruto leaned closerto his friend, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I'm still a littlebit hungry," he said, his eyes flicking towards the food spread that hadbeen prepared for the aftermath of the ritual. "Could you go get a plate andfill it up with everything you like?" It was a simple task and had nothingto do with getting naked so Choji didn't have any problem with the request.

Choji nodded,standing up from his chair with a sense of purpose. He took a plate and startedfilling it with an assortment of treats: sticky rice balls, slices of fruit,and some of the extra special cookies that had been baked just for theoccasion. His hands were steady as he placed each item onto the plate, his mindracing with what could come next. His heart was hammering in his chest, and hecouldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and anticipation though hedidn't know why.

Once his plate wasfull he was told to take a seat at the table. Still not knowing where this wasgoing, Choji did so, his heart hammering in his chest. He looked over atNaruto, who was watching him with a knowing smile, his eyes gleaming with amischief that was both exciting and a little terrifying. He felt his cheeksheat up as he offered the plate to the blond, but the blond only shook hishead.

"That is foryou."

Choji looked atNaruto in surprise, the blond's smile grew wider as he saw the confusion on theplump boy's face. "But you said you were hungry?" Choji replied, notknowing what the blond wanted if he didn't want the food he'd picked out.

Naruto nodded, hiseyes gleaming with mischief.  "Iam," Naruto replies as he picks up a folded blanket from under the bed ashe approaches Choji. "But I've already said that I only plan to eat onething tonight and that isn't it."

Choji's browsfurrowed in confusion as he took in the plate, looking down at the food thenback up to his friend. He couldn't recall what Naruto had told them when he'dexplained what he wanted to happen.

"Cum,"Kiba helpfully mentioned, his voice breaking the tension as he sauntered overto the table. "Naruto said he only wanted to eat cum." His words senta ripple of understanding through the room. Choji's eyes widened as the implicationsank in. He forgotten the blond’s earlier words about wanting to eat nothingbut seed. “But…”

Naruto draped thesoft, warm blanket over Choji's lap, a knowing smile playing on his lips as heknelt before his friend. "I want you to sit there and enjoy my mom's homecooking while I work under the blanket to get my own meal," he murmured, hisvoice a sweet caress that sent a shiver down Choji's spine. The plump boy'seyes widened, his heart hammering in his chest as he took in the suggestivelook on the blond's face. " Can you do that for me?"

It was completelyunderhanded offering an Akimichi the two most pleasurable things at the sametime, food and sex. But as the room watched, they could see Choji's resistanceliterally crumble in front of them. After all, who wouldn't want free food andsex, especially when presented with such a tantalizing choice way? The plumpboy's gaze flitted from the plate to the blanket-covered space between hislegs, his mind racing. The sweet aroma of his favorite dishes filled hisnostrils, but the promise of something far more pleasurable happening while heeat it was almost to much to resist.

"PleaseChoji," Naruto whined. "I'm hungry.”

Choji took a deepbreath and nodded, his heart thundering in his chest. He knew what was going tohappen, but the reality was still setting in. He watched as the blond crawledunder the blanket and helped him remove his pants while keeping his lower halfcovered.

His eyes never leftthe covered space beneath the blanket, where he knew Naruto was kneeling. Hisimagination ran wild with thoughts of what his friend was doing, theanticipation making his cock twitch in his pants. He could feel the heat risingto his cheeks as he anticipated Naruto's next action.

"EatChoji," Shikamaru spoke up, his voice a mix of amusement and challenge."He's waiting for you to start before he does." Choji's cheeks greweven redder, his eyes darting to the plate of food before returning to thehidden figure under the blanket. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, unsureof how to process the situation before him. Yet, the enticing aroma of thesticky rice balls and the sweetness of the sliced fruit called to him, asiren's song that grew more tempting with each passing second.

Choji took a deepbreath and picked up a rice ball with trembling fingers, the warm, stickytexture a stark contrast to the cold metal of his plate. He brought it to hismouth, the sweet taste exploding across his taste buds as he bit down. His eyesremained fixated on the spot where he knew Naruto's head was hidden, themuffled sounds of his classmates' movements only serving to heighten theeroticism of the moment causing his pulse race even faster. He took anotherbite, chewing slowly, only to moan as a warm wet heat engulfed his hard cock.

Naruto had beenpatiently waiting under the blanket, his eyes fixed on the juncture of Choji'sthighs after he'd helped remove his pants and patiently waited for him to starteating. The plump boy's cock was indeed a marvel—fat and thick, with a girth thatmade his own mouth water. He could see the heavy weight of Choji's testicleshanging beneath, full and ripe, promising a mouthful of sweet release.

The smell of Choji'sarousal was like a potent aphrodisiac, filling the stagnant air beneath theblanket. The heat of his body, the musky scent of his cock—it was allintoxicating. It was a smell that could make any man go wild with lust, and forNaruto, it was pure heaven. Naruto breathed deeply causing the oversaturatedair travel through Naruto's nose and strait to the pleasure centers of hisbrain giving him an endorphin high like any drug addict. Fortunately, this onewas natural, non-toxic, and free.

Finally, withShikamaru's prompting, Choji had started eating and that was his cue to do thesame. "Itadakimasu," Naruto said with all seriousness as he leanedforward and swallowed Choji's fat cock whole. The plump boy's eyes widened inshock, his chewing momentarily stalling as he felt the hot, wet embrace of theeunuch's mouth. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before, andhe couldn't help but let out a low moan that vibrated through the room.

Choji's breaths grewheavier with each passing moment, his chewing more exaggerated as he tried tofocus on the food rather than the slick, wet sensations coming from below. Themuffled sounds of his teeth chewing seemed to echo through his own ears, a strangejuxtaposition to the wet sounds of Naruto's eager mouth. The blond was fightingagainst his own instincts, his tongue dancing around the plump boy's shaftrather than diving straight for the prize.

Naruto’s tongueswirled around the thick shaft with a skill that could only come from alifetime of practice and a deep, unbridled passion for his craft. Each vein andridge of Choji’s cock was traced with a dedication that was almost religious,as if the blond was worshipping at the altar of masculine desire. The plumpboy’s cock was a masterpiece of nature, and he intended to savor every inch ofit. His cheeks hollowed dramatically as he took the entire length into hismouth, his eyes watering slightly with the effort as his jaw was stretchedwider than ever before.

The anticipation wasalmost too much to bear—both for Choji, whose eyes were glued to the plate, andfor the others who watched in rapt silence. They could see the tension in theplump boy's body, the way his thighs tightened around the blanket-covered head,and they knew that Naruto's skill was pushing him closer and closer to theedge.

Choji took anotherbite of the sticky rice ball, his eyes fluttering shut as the flavors dancedacross his tongue. The sensation of fullness in his mouth mirrored the feelingin his groin as Naruto worked tirelessly beneath the blanket. Each swipe of histongue, each gentle suck, sent bolts of pleasure shooting through his body,making his cock throb with the need for release.

It quickly becametoo much for Choji, the uninitiated virgin. The combination of the heavenlyflavors from the food on his plate and the exquisite pleasure from theunearthly mouth wrapped around his cock was a symphony of sensation that hisinexperienced body was unprepared for. His eyes rolled back in his head, and adeep moan escaped his lips as he bit into a juicy piece of fruit. His hipsbegan to buck involuntarily, pushing his cock deeper into the warm, wet cavernof Naruto's mouth as seed began shooting out of his cock in what could only bedescribed as foodgasm.

Naruto, the skilledand eager participant, felt the first twitches of Choji's cock signaling hisimpending release. He retreated slightly, allowing only the plump head of theAkimichi's member to stay in his mouth. With the precision of a master chef savoringa perfectly seasoned dish, he waited for the deluge to begin. And when it did,he didn't swallow. Instead, he let the thick, creamy cum fill his mouth, thetaste of Choji's climax completely fill his mouth.

Choji's eyes snappedopen, his chewing coming to a halt as he watched his best friend pull away theblanket. The sight of Naruto's mouth, stretched around his softening cock,filled with his own cum, was almost too much to handle. The blond's eyes were sparklingwith a mischievous joy, and for a moment, Choji felt like the most desiredperson in the world.

Then Naruto had togo and open his mouth, revealing a mouthful of Choji's cum that made the plumpboy's knees wobble. The boy couldn't help but gulp as Naruto swirled his tonguearound in the thick and viscous fluid as if savoring it like a fine wine. Theobscene and erotic display caused Choji's cock to twitch as he almostexperienced a second orgasm. The sight of the castrated boy, now a willingservant to his desires, was something he had never thought possible, yet hereit was, happening right before his very eyes.

Naruto finallyswallowed the mouthful of cum, his eyes never leaving Choji's as he made a showof it, savoring every drop. He then opened his mouth again, revealing it wasempty, and gave the plump boy a reassuring smile. "Keep eating, and I'llkeep going," he whispered, the promise in his voice unmistakable.

Choji took anotherdeep breath and the blanket returned to its previous position hiding whatNaruto was doing. The Akimichi's heart began racing as he picked up anotherpiece of fruit, his mind swirling with the intensity of the moment wonderingwhat Naruto was going to do next.

Naruto, ever theattentive servant, was acutely aware of his friend's sensitivity. He knew thatthe head of Choji's cock would be too much to handle immediately after such apowerful climax. So instead, he focused his attention on the plump, heavy ballsthat hung beneath. His tongue traced the sensitive skin with gentle strokes,taking care not to cause any discomfort. His right hand took over the task ofkeeping the plump boy's arousal at bay, gently squeezing the shaft in arhythmic pattern that was both soothing and tantalizing.

At the same time,Naruto tried something new. With a deftness that surprised even himself, hegrabbed Choji's bare foot with his left hand. The plump boy's foot was warm andsoft, and he couldn't help but admire the way the toes curled slightly as hebrought it closer to his own limp cock. The angle was indeed a little awkward,but the challenge only added to the thrill of the moment. With a twist of hiswrist, he placed Choji's foot against his shaft, the warmth of the skin sendinga shiver through his body.

Choji's eyes widenedeven more when he felt the touch of his own foot on Naruto's limp cock. Butinstead of the gentle stroking he'd expected, he felt his foot being used tosmash the eunuch's cock against his thigh. His foot shifted, this time movingso the cock hung between Choji's big toe and index toe before both were pushedtogether, harshly pinching Naruto's useless piece of flesh between them. Thepained whimper that escaped the blond's lips was music to his ears, a symphonyof submission that made his own cock throb with excitement. His cheeks flushedas he watched the continued to, his mind racing with the power dynamics thatthe blond eunuch was trying to promote between them.

Naruto couldn't helpbut moan as Choji eventually realized what he wanted and began using andabusing his cock with his foot. The feeling of power, the knowledge that hewasn't in control, was intoxicating. The plump boy's foot was like a vice, thepressure increasing with each movement, and the pain was a delicious reminderof his newfound role. He closed his eyes and focused on the task athand—Choji's cock, still half-hard, the head glistening with fresh pre-cum.

'God', Narutothought as he began sucking the cock once more. 'I can't wait until he usesthat thing to spit me in two.' The idea of being split open by the sheer girthof Choji's cock was something he hadn't even dared to dream of. But now, withthe reality of it in his mouth, the fantasy took on a new life. He could feelthe power behind each pulse, the strength in every throb, and he knew that ifthe Akimichi ever fully embraced his dominance, he would be in for a wild ride.'I can't wait until I can convince him to use his partial expansion jutsu tomake it as long and thick as a horse's.' The thought alone was enough to makehis own useless flesh twitch in his lap as it continued to be crushed byChoji's foot.

Choji ended upclimaxing two more times before he was done eating, his body a tapestry oftremors and gasps with each bite. The second orgasm came as a surprise, agentle wave of pleasure that crashed over him as Naruto took his time to cleanthe sensitive head of his cock. The blond's tongue danced around the slit,teasing out droplets of pre-cum and mixing them with the sticky sweetness ofthe rice balls. It was a symphony of sensations that had Choji's eyes rollingback in his head, his mouth full of food as he moaned around another mouthfulof rice.

The third climax waslike a volcanic eruption. By this point, Choji's body was a well-oiled machineof pleasure, his cock responding to the slightest touch. He didn't even noticewhen Naruto's hand disappeared from his shaft, only to be replaced by the warm,wet heat of the eunuch's own mouth. The sudden sensation sent him over theedge, his body convulsing as he shot his load once more.

Unfortunately, thatwas all Choji currently had in him, and no matter what Naruto tried—his skilledtongue and eager mouth—the plump boy's cock remained limp for the time being.He pulled away from Choji's softening member with a gentle pop, his eyes neverleaving his friend's face as he crawled out from under the blanket."Gochisousama deshita."

Choji couldn't helpbut look down at his own cock, the aftermath of his food-induced orgasmsleaving him feeling both sated and a little bewildered. He had neverexperienced anything like that before, and the way Naruto's mouth had workedhim over had changed the way he saw his own body—his own desires. Food hadalways been a source of comfort for him, but now, it was forever entwined witha new kind of pleasure—a kind that made his heart race and his cheeks burn withsomething that was not embarrassment, but rather a kind of heady excitement.

One thing was forsure, Choji would never look at food nor Naruto's mouth the same way again...