Bara Heaven

Asuma rolled over from his morning nap, and started absent-mindedly jerking his meat. In addition to affecting his core sexuality, Bara Heaven also somehow made him about ten times hornier than he'd been as a living man. He had to constantly either screw his fellow males, or masturbate, in order to get anything done. Asuma did both. For some reason, though, it impossible to jack off in Bara Heaven without making lots of noise and getting really into it. He pinched his own nipples, and started groaning from pleasure. Zabuza slept beside him, exhausted from all the manly butt-sex.

The big man had gotten accustomed to the environment quite quickly. The total absence of woman, children, or bishounen. The heavy scent of testosterone permeating the air. How every guy they encountered somehow had enormous biceps, bulging pecs, a massive cock, and a firm, tight, bubble ass. Not to mention the various states of undress they were always in. And how ALL of them wanted to fuck. It was a hard life--er, death--but someone had to do it.

As Asuma continued pumping his large tool, he noticed one such man slowly approaching them. This one was different from usual, however. He had six powerful arms, all of which were connected to a barrel chest. His abs were something else, and his dark skin glistened with sweat. Only a small loin-cloth prevented Asuma from checking out the guy's privates. The man had the visual impact of a spider, picking his way forward.

"Hey, Zabuza." Asuma gave the big mist-nin a grope to wake him up. "Who's that guy?"

"Uh?" Zabuza opened his eyes, and peered. "Oh . . . damn. That's Kidoumaru. You don't wanna get involved with him. He's into some fucked up shit."

"Kidoumaru? He was a sound-nin . . . "

"Yeah, when he was alive. Take it from me, fella. Let's get away." Zabuza woke up completely, and started gathering their few possessions. Lube, dildos, and a couple sex-toys.

Asuma blinked at his companion. "He looks different from his bingo card," he said, examining the approaching man again. "He was never that buff. How did he get here?"

"He was borderline bara, I guess." Zabuza grunted. "This place does that sometimes. Takes a man, and adds on to the physique. But that's not important right now. Come on, let's go." He pulled at Asuma's hairy bicep.

But Asuma resisted. "I'm not afraid of a sound-nin, no matter how much he's grown," he said. "You can leave if you want, but I'm staying."

Zabuza cursed. "Goddamnit, fella! I'm trying to watch out for you, here."

"And I'm telling you no."

The mist-nin folded his arms grumpily. "Well, fine then. Shit. No way am I leaving you behind, either. You're the most fuckable thing I've found in this place. We're both staying."

The two men stood in an uneasy silence, waiting for the spider-guy to get closer. In a minute, Kidoumaruhad reached them. "Morning, gents," he said. He smirked at Zabuza. "Been a while, Momochi."

"Yeah," Zabuza answered shortly. He narrowed his eyes.

Kidoumaru inclined his head towards Asuma. "Who's this? Fresh meat?"

"Something like that," Zabuza said.

"From the looks of him, I'd say it's beef." Kidoumaru openly leered.

"Name's Asuma," growled the fresh meat. "Konoha Jounin."

"Sure it is," replied Kidoumaru. "Well." He stretched each of his six arms, and cracked the knuckles. "You know what's about to happen."

"Yeah," Zabuza replied. He shouldered his sword.

"Wait, what?" Asuma asked. "What's going to happen?"

"We're gonna fight. I'm gonna come out on top, capture the two of you, and then do whatever the fuck I want with you," Kidoumaru explained. The hem of his loin-cloth was slowly lifting up under his immense boner.

"Screw that!" spat Zabuza. "You ain't doing that shit to me again."

"No?" Kidoumaru asked. The sound-nin spat, and a large mass of webbing shot out of his mouth. It wrapped around Zabuza's chest, trapping his arms at his sides. The giant sword clattered to the floor.

"Shit . . . !" Zabuza growled out. He flexed his hard muscles, but was unable to break the sticky stuff.

"All talk, Momochi." Kidoumaru nodded towards Asuma. "Now for you." He spat again.

But the burly man was ready for him. Trench knives spun into his grip, and he cut through the web-attack with them. A blue aura surrounded the weapons.

"Eh? Oh, I see. You use wind-chakra," Kidoumaru said. He grinned. "Haven't fucked a wind-chakra user in a while. Is it true that you guys always have the loudest farts?"

Asuma glowered at the six-armed man, and then he charged. His big ass-cheeks pumped, and he yelled out a battle-cry. Something at his feet stopped him short, however, and he halted in confusion.

"That was fuckin' easy," Kidoumaru said. he pointed to the ground around Asuma, which was covered in sticky mounds of web. "You fell into my trap, leafy."

"What!? Damn . . . " Asuma muttered. He pulled at his thick legs, but they were stuck tight.

Kidoumaru tutted. "There's never any challenge with you big lugs. Always charging right into the webs. Same thing happened to you last time, right Zabuza?"

"Shut up," the mist-nin grumbled. He grunted and flared his chest out, arm muscles bulging, as he tried to break the webs around him.

"No point even trying that," the spider-nin told him. "My own chakra is infused into these webs. There's no way to get loose, not until . . . " Kidoumaru smirked. "I decide to free you."

Zabuza scowled and tried to kick him. Kidoumaru dodged it, though, and then trapped Zabuza's legs against each other. The man almost lost his balance, but Kidoumaru gave him a hard shove. Zabuza was pushed straight into Asuma's strong, hairy chest. "Oof!"

The two muscular men were glued together by the unbreakable webbing, and they both groaned in a mixture of humiliation and defeat. They cursed and struggled, rubbing their pecs and hard-ons against each other.

"Look at you two, frotting like that." Kidoumaru chuckled. "Have you no shame?" He twined more webbing around the two, cording it around their muscular backs. Both men squirmed as the webs tightened, crushing their brawny bodies together.

"Fuck . . . " Zabuza groaned. "He's got us."

"Let us go, damn you!" Asuma roared.

"I don't think so," Kidoumaru replied. Reaching down, he snatched Asuma's fundoshi off. He whistled at the sight. Then he tugged down Zabuza's speedo--leaving them both naked. Their muscled, toned asses flexed as they struggled, and both men's erections rubbed against their stomachs. "In fact, it looks to me like you're both enjoying yourselves, getting tied up and dominated like this. Mmm, nice . . . " He stroked both men's butts--pinching, spanking, and playing with the caught asses. Asuma and Zabuza snarled at the treatment, but they were helpless while bound by the sound-nin's webs.

Using two of his hands to steady the manly shinobi and keep them upright, Kidoumaru smirked and stuck fingers from two other hands in his mouth. When they came back out, they were coated in a white, gauzy substance. "Webs aren't the only thing this cursed body can make . . . " he said, "I can form lube, too." He brought the hands down to the men's backsides.

"Uhh, no! Don't--Unf!" Asuma groaned as his hairy asshole was roughly penetrated.

"Nng!" Zabuza gritted his teeth as he was also pierced by Kidoumaru's fingers. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you for this, you spider-bastard . . . "

"Yeah, yeah, yeah . . . shut up." Kidoumaru smirked and spanked the mist-nin. Zabuza yelped, and then snarled.

"Ooh . . ahn . . . !" Asuma was beginning to lose the ability to think coherently, as Kidoumaru's fingers slid in and out of him. He was getting too turned on. "F--fffuuck . . . !"

"Yeah, that's right," Kidoumaru said "Let's play a little game." He wrapped fingers around hard nipples, pinching and teasing them. Asuma moaned some more, and his hard-on sprang another inch. Zabuza growled and tried to twist away--but of course that was impossible. He clenched his eyes shut as the spider-nin did to his body what he liked.

Kidoumaru snickered. This was the best advantage of his freakish body. With his multiple arms, he could dominate and control any guy he wanted, stroking and fondling six errogenous zones at once. Hell, he could even take down two big studs like these, no sweat. Drive them absolutely crazy. Especially when they were as oversexed as these two obviously were.

"S--stop . . . !" Zabuza muttered. In front of him, Asuma was curving his big ass out, trying to finger-fuck himself harder.

Kidoumaru grinned, and prepared their finishing move. Reaching down, he cupped both men's plump nuts. He gave them a good fondle and squeeze, eliciting more groans. Then, Kidoumaru grabbed their straining dicks. He started pumping them for all they were worth.

"Ahhh!" Zabuza grimaced and helplessly, hornily, thrust into Kidoumaru's hand. "Oh, shit, shit, shit . . . "

"Ooh, ohhh . . . !" Asuma's whole body quivered in ecstasy as his cock was jacked. He spread his legs and attempted to hump. "M-more . . . "

Both men whined and groaned as their hard tools were brought to the edge of climax--and then Kidoumaru decided to be an asshole, and let go. The treatment left them panting and groaning. "F--fucker . . . " Zabuza said. His boner rubbed up against Asuma's. "If you're gonna whack us off, then go all the way . . . !"

Kidoumaru scoffed. "But then it wouldn't be as much fun."

With a sizzle, Kidoumaru's curse-seal activated. Dark marks flowed over his big body, and he grew even larger. His legs, and all six of his arms, bulged out with muscle, and his chest followed suit. It seemed that the curse seal had a different use in Bara Heaven than it did in the living world. Kidoumaru's loincloth snapped off, and the spider-nin's massive Level 2 erection sprang out. He looked back and forth between the two caught men, and squeezed their asses.

"Now. . . . Who wants to be the first to get fucked?"