Broke Straight Guys

Broke Straight Guys

Howdy there, folks. You seemed pretty receptive to the last side story, so here's another! (I know, you probably wish I'd move on with the main story, but… Yeah.)

So, a few of you have been wondering how exactly Sasuke got into the gay porn business. And a few more of you have been wondering why he hates Neji with the fiery passion of a thousand white hot suns. Hopefully this will answer all of your questions.

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Side Story: Bait Bus

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Lady Luck was most certainly not on Sasuke Uchiha's side today. For starters, he was pretty sure a couple of his toes were broken. A bicycle page had run over his foot as he left the bakery with a half a dozen doughnuts he'd bought for his roommate as an apology for smashing his alarm clock and not waking him up on time for work. Being a light sleeper—something Naruto often laughed at—was a curse when he had to live with that idiot and his stupid clock going off every day at the crack of dawn. Then his car had gotten towed because apparently he parked on the wrong side of the street at the wrong time. He realized that particular incident could go either way on the scale of good or bad, considering that his mode of transportation was a 1971 Ford Pinto and he was increasingly skittish about driving it, given that he was one rear-end crash away from going out in a glorious blaze. He got off on the wrong stop when he was on the train because some redheaded faggot had been eyeing him ever since he got on and it was freaking him out. Now he had no idea where he was in the city and it had started raining.

At least the doughnuts were still fine.

He had taken refuge in a bus shelter, but had no change for a transport and he'd left his bus pass in his other coat. He was pretty sure this was a universal FU from some deity or another that he'd unintentionally pissed off. Definitely a day that would've been better spent in bed.

"Hey!"

Sasuke looked up to find a van before him, painted dark grey and blue. A woman stuck her head out the window. "Need a ride?"

"Uh…" She seemed friendly enough, but one could never bee too careful in this city.

"Come on! Don't be a stranger."

The rain didn't look like it intended to let up anytime soon. If anything, it was coming down even harder than before, relentlessly pounding the pavement in a heavy torrent. Sasuke stood up and the door slid open, revealing two men in the middle and an absurdly attractive girl in the back. Sasuke was immediately glad he'd made this decision. He climbed into the back and settled down beside her. She smiled pleasantly at him and he allowed himself to do the same in return. Her hair was an orangey-red and it was plain to see that it was genuine. You didn't see something like that often. Sasuke found that he rather liked it.

"So, what's a nice guy like you doing out here?" asked the woman driving, hair dyed a wild electric blue.

Sasuke relayed his sordid tale as they cruised, glad to realize that the girl sitting next to him seemed interested. She laughed at the small jokes he made, even if they were stupid, and she asked him what he did for a living and flipped her hair to expose her neck. According to the gossip columns that Sakura left over at their place—which he only read when he'd had a particularly filling meal and ended up on the toilet for an hour to clean out his colon—that was a sign that a girl was ready for some action. And he felt he was raring for some of that right about now, having spent most of the day gravitating towards disaster.

"Hey…" she purred, resting her hand on his groin with a boldness that he'd never seen outside of a strip club. "Want some head?"

"What?" Sweet Jesus, she did not just offer to give him oral in the back of a van. The rest of the passengers didn't seem fazed in the least.

Her hand squeezed his dick sweetly. "Didn't you hear me?"

This just got weird. "I did, but… This seems like something the police would do to catch a pervert."

She pouted with her plump lips. "Please. Do we honestly look like police?"

"That's what the police always say. I've seen Cops before."

The woman, who had introduced herself as Karin, held up her hand in a pledge. "I swear that I'm not a cop and that I'm doing this because I like you, not for money."

"But still—"

Bored with bickering, she unzipped his pants and admired his equipment with deep appreciation. He immediately submitted, glad that he had decided to not wear underwear today. "Close your eyes and relax. I'll take care of you."

Sasuke, feeling strangely calm, let his eyes slide shut as he heard her seatbelt unbuckle. She pulled his warm manhood out of the reach of the ravenous zipper teeth—Sasuke can't help but notice that her hands are somewhat cold and her fingers larger than he had imagined—and set to work immediately. Wonderings of whether or not he should've put on a condom flew completely out of his head and all he could do was stroke that thick, silky red hair of hers in encouragement.

She sucked like a pro, her lips planting sticky kisses on his wet head before gulping it down and using her tongue to play with it, flickering at his most sensitive spots. Mindful of his foreskin, she pulled it down so her teeth wouldn't nick it and permanently mar his cock. Occasionally she would pause to take in a long breath through her nose. Her apology for this hiatus was to take him balls-deep and tighten her throat around his rigid length to drive him crazy. Sasuke gritted his teeth and rolled his hips, forcing himself further down her throat. She choked a bit, so he backed off and let her do her own thing.

None of the other occupants of the vehicle said a word concerning their lewd actions. It was startling. Was this such a common occurrence that they no longer cared about what transpired in the backseat? Maybe this girl was a prostitute, not a police officer. God only knows how many STDs she might have. That killed his boner a little.

He opened his eyes and what he saw made his jaw drop.

The redheaded girl wasn't the one sucking him off. It was another passenger and despite the long hair, Sasuke was pretty sure this person was a guy.

"What the FUCK?" Sasuke cursed, trying to break away frantically. This was so wrong in so many ways it wasn't even remotely funny. "Dude, what the fuck are you doing?"

"Okay, Neji, that's enough," the driver said and Sasuke realized that the other middle-row passenger was recording this.

"Put that fucking camera down!"

The camera went down and Sasuke looked down at this 'Neji' person. To his surprise, he wasn't feminine at all. He had the cold beauty of an elven prince, accentuated by his shocking amethyst eyes. His facial structure had a delicate harshness to it, with high cheekbones that gave him an abstemious air. Sasuke had to admit, for a guy he wasn't that bad-looking and seemed vaguely familiar somehow, in the way that he thought they'd locked gazes at a party once or twice. That didn't mean he was any less pissed.

"What's your fucking problem, man?"

"It's something we do for fun," said the man holding the camera, which he had trained on Sasuke again. "We pick up people who we find on the street and make them an offer. We'll give you two hundred dollars if you fuck him."

Sasuke mentally corrected a previous thought. Now things were getting weird. "No."

"Two fifty."

"No."

"Three hundred and you get to fuck her—" He pointed at Karin. "—any way you want."

Sasuke looked at the girl, who shifted so that he could see up her skirt. She wasn't wearing any panties. "Is he bullshitting me?"

"No, it's a hundred percent legit. Plus, it turns me on. I've always had this thing for guys sleeping with other guys. I think it's sexy when a man can go past the limits of his comfort zone."

He had never gotten to nail a redhead before and he wanted to seize the opportunity. But was boning a gay guy the way to do it? "…And I get you any way I want?"

"I don't do shit or piss, but yeah, pretty much. Besides, who'll ever know?"

Sound logic, he figured. This wasn't exactly the sort of thing that people broadcasted. "What about the camera?"

"I keep the tapes. You know… for when I'm lonely at home and need a little pick-me-up."

"Come on, big boy." Neji tickled Sasuke's scrotum. "Fuck me and make the pretty girl happy."

"Don't push your luck." Sasuke shot the queer a dirty look and pulled out his wallet. From it he selected a condom for himself. He didn't much fancy the prospect of getting a nasty STD from someone he wasn't even remotely interested in. He'd had gonorrhea once and he wasn't raring to get it again.

Neji gave a mock shiver. "You're ice cold, cutie. Is that what you were aiming for?"

"Shut up now." He rolled the condom onto his cock, uncertainly at half-mast. It was looking forward to this about as much as he was.

"You're a real dick, you know that?"

"Well, it's a good thing you like dicks, then."

"You've got a smart mouth, sweet thing. Too bad you aren't putting it to a better use."

"Enough with the pet names!" Sasuke barked. He loathed monikers, even when they were coming from a girlfriend. "Keep it up and I'll throw myself out of this damn van."

"Then tell me your real name."

"It's Sasuke. Can we get this over with?"

"Hmm… Sasuke…" Neji sampled the word like it was a fine wine, letting it roll over his tongue to appraise the full flavor. "Nice to meet you, Sasuke."

Satisfied with the verbal foreplay, Neji began working his way out of his jeans. Sasuke imagined the reward he would receive so that he could get it up for this stupid thing. Somehow, it was a bit difficult, given that a man was undressing in front of him. Neji's thighs were pale, but toned. Likewise were his calves. Looked like a runner's legs. Before he could think on it any further, Sasuke's shoes and pants had disappeared and Neji teasingly shook a bare ass at him, trying to entice him closer. With a resigned sigh, Sasuke got on the ground, trying to find his balance in the still-moving vehicle. Neji passed him back a tube of anal lube.

"…What do you expect me to do with this?"

"You act like you've never used it." Obviously Neji had certain tasks that he wanted Sasuke to fulfill. It wasn't happening.

"I'm not sticking my fingers up your ass. Do it yourself."

"Fine. Spoilsport."

Neji, already on hands and knees, took the lubricant back and squeezed a liberal amount onto his palm. With a practiced ease, he reached around and smeared a glob of lube on his puckered hole. It flared at the cool gel, gulping in air that immediately came back as a soft, odorless fart. Sasuke crinkled his nose and looked at Karin to remind himself exactly why he was doing this in the first place. She flashed him a fresh peep of what was underneath her skirt, leading him onward like a horse with a carrot in front of its nose. His eyes once more found Neji's anus, which was being stretched by a duo of fingers. Being one who often received anal, he was loose enough to not need much preparation, but he made the ordeal into a show for the hell of it.

Neji slid the fingers in and out as deeply as he could, tossing his head back in a Hollywood moan. "Ohhh, Sasuke!"

"Are you done yet?"

"You're no fun at all. Lighten up, why don't you?"

Wishing nothing more than to get this ridiculous scenario finished with, Sasuke quickly removed Neji's fingers and inserted his dick instead. The brunette hissed lightly, tightening a tad around his unwilling lover. Sasuke began rocking his hips back and forth, delving deeper into Neji with each stroke, watching the sleek brown hair cascade down the other man's back, rippling on his skin like water. Now the moans were for real, throaty and passionate under Sasuke's ministrations.

"Uhhhn, ahhhh… Ahhh!" Neji loved the feeling of being full. Sasuke's cock was absolutely perfect, not too thick, just the right length. "Oh God, Sasuke! It's so fucking good!"

Not wishing to hear his name get called out by an unquestionably male voice, Sasuke found his center of gravity and used one of the hands he'd been keeping on Neji's hips to cover the other man's mouth. Annoyed yet mildly aroused by the interference, Neji pushed the hand away and continued making noises like a cat in heat. Already he was hard and drooling precum, making shiny snail trails on the carpeted floor. Seeming to have forgotten that he'd had a decent orgasm yesterday, his balls ached for release. Once more Sasuke tried to cover his mouth and this time, Neji began licking and sucking at the fingers covering his mouth and Sasuke jerked them away himself, pausing his rhythm to wipe the saliva off of them on the back of the middle seats. Keening at the loss of the sweet motion, Neji felt elated when Sasuke began again, unaware of what the other man had in mind.

Disliking that his technique had been disabled, Sasuke pounded into Neji's ass ferociously. If he couldn't keep him quiet in the traditional way, then he'd simply have to screw him into silence. Sure enough, it seemed to be working. Neji choked on his spit, trying to gasp in breaths that now seemed impossible to find, vocal cords failed completely. Stars danced across his vision with every thrust as he flirted with unconsciousness. They had a brief tryst and when Neji came to, he was collapsed on the floor of the van with Sasuke still fucking the shit out of him, threatening to break both the condom and his intestinal lining. He tried to raise himself back up, but his arms were shot and Sasuke had one hand planted square in the center of his back to force him to stay down. He wasn't going anywhere.

For the first time in his adult life, Neji whimpered and mewed, surrendered totally. Tears streamed down his cheeks as pleasure exploded in massive bursts in his brain. No one had ever fucked him this hard for this long. He couldn't tell if it had been ten minutes or an hour. His ass was starting to feel raw and sore, especially where Sasuke's heavy balls smacked it lewdly. Pleasure blended with pain. He tried to force out words to plead his lover to give him mercy, but nothing would come. His manicured nails dug into the van's floor, hands clenching and unclenching to divert himself from the pain in his ass. Before he knew it, he was devastatingly close to his finish.

"Sas… Sasu—uhhhn!"

His head shot up suddenly as any shred of control he had left dissipated, giving him a nasty case of whiplash as his cock spat out a healthy dose of cum across the floor, throbbing painfully with each spasm that milked him dry. He'd hadn't come that hard since… well, ever. He shivered on the floor, wondering if he'd gone into shock, wishing he could curl into fetal position and live in this moment forever. That had been absolutely brutal and somehow, he loved it. Had he been a masochist without even knowing it?

Noting that the job was done, Sasuke pulled out and chucked the empty condom out the van door when they paused at a red light. He tucked his still erect dick into his jeans and zipped up, careful not to catch any sensitive flesh in a painful vice. "Can I go home now?"

"You fuck me half to death and that's all you've got to say?" Neji felt boneless. He couldn't move if he wanted to. "Shame on you, cutie."

"Yeah, yeah, shaddup." Sasuke disregarded the man's state, merely praying that Naruto didn't catch wind of this otherwise he'd never live it down. Like they didn't call each other gay enough already. The last thing he needed was Naruto to have valid ammunition. "You aren't paying me to be nice to you. Speaking of which, I'd like my money now."

"I've got it," Karin piped up, cheeks flushed and eyes lusty. "I'll give it to you when we get back to your place."

"Which would be now." Sasuke opened the door and let her pass him into the evening, the skies having lightened to a mere drizzle.

They were halfway to the stoop when Karin suddenly said, "Oh crap, I forgot my purse. Wait a sec."

Sasuke nearly smiled. So there were some normal girl traits about her after all. The whole liking porn thing was slightly cool, but mostly weird. Porn wasn't really something he considered something for girls. Given that males and females had two totally different types of arousal and males were more visually stimulated, Karin could be considered a bit of an oddity to be turned on by two men doing the nasty. Though, he supposed that the fantasy of it was where the true stimulation was. As he mused on this matter, the van door slammed shut and peeled down the road with a squeal of tires.

Screaming at the escaping vehicle, Sasuke made it about a block before giving up, too horny to think straight and too tired to consider trying to chase a van, though the rain wasn't as much as an obstacle as it would've been if it hadn't cleared up so much. He had been played. His brief venture into the sparkly side of sex was for naught. Returning to the apartment in a mood beyond rage that words cannot fully express, he found comfort in the fact that Naruto was more than happy to see that he brought doughnuts home and gave him a tremendous man-hug and shared the doughnuts with him. It softened the ordeals of the day if only a little. It wasn't until several hours later while they were waiting for the Chinese to arrive that he came to a bitter realization.

The bitch hadn't even had a purse.

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"Hey, you're not allowed in there!"

"Bite me."

Sasuke was a man on a mission. To be more specific, he was an extremely pissed off man on a mission to kick someone's ass. He flung open the door, startling one of the actors in the room that the secretary had told him his target was in. Bewildered, he looked between his costar and the murderous intruder before deciding to hightail it.

"Oh damn. You scared him off. Guess I'm not getting paid today." The man scratched his ear, seeming immensely disappointed.

"You."

"Yes, me. Do I not look especially divine on this lovely afternoon?"

"I'm going to kill you."

"Hey, as long as you do me before I go, I'll die a happy man."

Sasuke gritted his teeth. This faggot really got on his nerves. It was like God had taken all the bits from gays that he hated and smashed them all together into a paragon of the stereotypical gay man. Fortunately he didn't have that dreadful lisp, but it was a very small boon indeed. How could he be so fucking debonair, lounging on the bed like he was the king of the world, when he had permanently ruined someone's life?

"What kind of sick fuck are you?" Sasuke stormed forward and stared down at the naked man.

"Hopefully the kind that you don't mind sleeping with again." Neji curled a lock of his dark brown hair around his finger. "Tell me you've come back for me, darling."

"How could you do that? My life is going to be ruined!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play stupid. You put the video on the internet!"

"What makes you think that?"

"I Googled your name. Your stupid porn site was one of the first things that popped up. 'Bait Bus', right? Duping unsuspecting guys into sleeping with fags like you? People can see everything. How am I going to explain that to my family?"

"So, your parents are computer savvy? That's unusual." Neji had always been under the impression that the older generations weren't hip to the latest technologies.

"Take it down and give me the tape."

"What have you got your knickers all in a bunch for?"

"People can see it, that's what! What are my friends going to say?"

"Are any of your friends gay?"

"No."

"Do you think they're secretly gay?"

Sasuke's mind went to Naruto's constant ranting about the superiority of asses to boobs. Even then, it was strictly in a female context. "No."

"Then how will they ever know? And if they did watch it, do you really think they would say 'so I was looking at this gay porn the other day and you were in it'?"

"No, but still! I don't want people looking at me."

So far, Neji failed to see a legitimate reason to take down the film. "It's a subscription site. They've gotta pay to play. That cuts down the numbers quite a bit."

"But there are people watching me. I'm not going to ruin my family's reputation just because I made a really stupid decision."

"Oh… So you're one of those Uchihas. Karin said that was your last name, but I didn't really think about it." Now it was starting to make sense.

The Uchiha family was a successful operation that had its fingers in all of the pies regarding everything from high-class restaurants to security services. Sasuke's parental units were deep into banking, though he couldn't see the appeal of futzing around with other people's money. Managerial skills were not his forte, plus he knew he'd get dirty looks if he ever did work at the bank because he would inevitably rise through the ranks to replace his father as CEO. Family business stayed strictly within the family. That was not his style. So instead of following his older brother into the exciting world of finance, he was working on an anthropology degree instead. As long as he managed to get a decent job, his parents didn't really care what he did with his life.

But something like this? Goodbye prepaid tuition. No more allowances. He might actually have to get a job doing something mundane like being a cashier or a waiter to pay for school. For once, he'd have a genuine reason to complain to Naruto. This had to be removed from the internet ASAP.

"Take it off or so help me god, I will murder you in your sleep."

Just because he had a reason didn't mean that he was going about presenting it properly. Neji didn't take kindly to being threatened and dismissed the intimidation attempt with a wave of his hand. "Be cool. I only put your first name on the video and all the viewers will probably think it's fake. And like I said, it's a subscription site. You can't see it if you're not paying. The site's encoded so that the videos can't be downloaded and our viewers really aren't the type to know who the Uchiha family is. Good enough?"

"No."

"I'll pay you royalties for every certain amount of views."

"No."

"I'll give you a blowjob every week."

"No."

"I'll let you fuck me in the ass again?" Neji was running out of options. Logic didn't seem to be working on this guy.

"What makes you think I'd even want to do that? Take it down or I'm suing you so hard your grandchildren will be broke."

Neji sighed and sat up. "Listen, beyond all the awesome anal I get from cute little hets like you, I'm still an entrepreneur. You're asking me to take down what is arguably our most successful clip to date without even considering what that means for my enterprise."

"It's internet porn. Who cares?"

"I care." Neji's demeanor became absolutely serious. "Is this because it's gay? Would this matter as much to you if I had been a woman?"

Sasuke wanted to scream with frustration. This guy was totally missing the point. "Gender doesn't matter. I can't be seen making porn at all. After I finish my degree, I want to go teach at an Ivy League. Do you know how freaking comprehensive their screening process is? They won't even let you have tattoos because it's 'unprofessional'. Do you really think that on the odd chance that they do find this, they'll let me in? No. So take it down."

"I'm sure we can find a better compromise, the site traffic has really been up and we've had a ton of new subscriptions—"

"There's no room for compromise. Either I get my way or my lawyer will be calling you real soon." That was what he'd been trained to do when it came to negotiations. Either it was the Uchiha way or the highway.

"We can work this out, I swear." A light-bulb clicked on in Neji's head. "I've got this uncle, see. He likes to give a generous donation to all of the best colleges in the nation. If he gives you a recommendation, they won't scrutinize you as much."

"Uh huh." Sasuke cocked his eyebrow at the young man. "And I should believe you, why?"

"You can look it up if you don't believe me. Every month he has dinner with the dean of Harvard."

"What's your uncle's name?"

Neji hesitated and motioned for the camera crew to cut the sound. They tapped on the glass to let them know they had. "It's Hiashi Hyuuga."

No wonder those eyes had looked familiar. They were the most recognizable traits of the Hyuugas. Aside from the Uchiha, the Hyuuga were one of the biggest names in the area. They did as much as his family did. People often referred to their companies as fraternal twins, similar with enough differences to distinguish one from the other. Many a charity event he'd had to attend where the Hyuuga were invited. He faintly remembered Hizashi, one of the patriarchs of the family, had a son. Until now, he'd never seen him.

Maybe he did have a point. This could work out to his advantage. "You're Hizashi's kid?"

"The one and only."

"Then I—wait, aren't you like, seventeen? Crap, now I'll get arrested for statutory rape!" Prison was not kind to rapists. If he was going to prison, he wanted it to be for something like laundering money or failing to file taxes, not rape.

"Actually, I'm nineteen."

"And that sounds just as wrong because you're still a teenager."

"Grow up. It's legal." Neji brushed his hair behind his shoulders and crossed his legs, becoming the ideal portrait of sophistication. "You let me keep the video and I'll make sure you get that job."

"I won't get my doctorate for almost another four years."

Neji's richly colored eyes narrowed at the subtle insinuation. "I don't break promises."

Sasuke knew that. Hyuugas always followed through. "This is going in writing."

"Sure. On one condition."

"What?"

"Work here at Broke Straight Guys so I can keep tabs on you. Plus, since you scared away the guy I was supposed to sleep with, you're taking his place." That way, everyone could be happy.

"No. I'm not doing any more damn porn."

"Well, when those four years are up and you're applying for that job, I could let it slip to my uncle that I just so happened to know that you did some special videos…" Neji let the sentence hang heavily between them with a sly smile on his lips.

Sasuke was speechless. This was unadulterated blackmail from the mouth of a teen. "You can't do that."

"I think I just did, Uchiha."

"I'll call the cops on you. How do you like that?"

"Then you'd have to tell them everything that's going on. I'm sure that'd make a lovely headline. 'Heir to Uchiha throne caught in pornography scandal!' The tabloids will eat you up."

Sasuke bit the inside of his lip, disbelieving this smug little jackass had bested him. "I'll get you somehow."

"You've got nothing on me."

"Do your parents know you're gay?"

"And that I'm doing porn? They don't care as long as I cut it out when I'm twenty-five. Just admit it, you're beat."

There was a frantic thudding of feet outside the door.

"What was that?" Sasuke needed a change of topic to think about everything that had happened within the last five minutes.

"Just Nike. He always runs away from the guys he's supposed to sleep with. I'm sure you'll get along with him swimmingly."

"I'm not doing more porn. I can be a secretary or something, but that's it." Seriously, he didn't want to be seen here. It was bad enough that he was on the crappy side of town without him having to do skin flicks.

"These guys will pay you up to two thousand dollars in cash for a single video. Wouldn't you like a bit of extra spending money? Or would you rather I make sure that you never get hired anywhere for the rest of your life?"

Such a clever little prick. He reminded Sasuke of himself. It sickened him. "…I don't have to kiss anyone, do I?"

"No, but they'll pay you more for it. Same goes for cumming. I'm sure they've got a chart somewhere."

How did his future career end up balancing on this? Well, at least he'd have plenty of time to figure out how to seize his revenge on him. "I hate you so fucking much."

Neji's camp side immediately resurfaced.

"Show me how much, big boy."

Sasuke grabbed him by the hair and did just that.

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Unlucky thirteen. He had been trying to postpone it, but the masses demanded gratification. So here he was, laying on a bed with the one person he despised with every fiber of his being. Those morons better fucking like this clip.

"It's been forever since I've seen you, Sasuke."

"If you don't stop hugging me, I'll cut your dick off and cram it down your throat, you miserable blackmailing son of a bitch."

"What's so bad about me missing you?"

"Everything." Sasuke glowered at the boy, who was smiling like the cat who ate the canary.

Neji kissed him, unbuttoning his senior's shirt. "Hey, I'm not the only one who wants to have more than one round with you."

"None of them are twisted little shitheads who blackmail me into sleeping with them like you."

"Nice to see that you've got such a high opinion of me." Neji supposed he could threaten Sasuke with a lifetime of unemployment for being so rude to him, but it wouldn't be the same if he forced the Uchiha into meekness. "Besides, I'm addicted to your blackout sex."

"Is that what you're calling it now?"

"You say that like it doesn't deserve a name. How many people do you know can nail someone so hard that they pass out in the middle of it?"

Sasuke wouldn't be surprised if his roommate was capable of it, but he wasn't about to say that. Neji might try to go after him too and Naruto already had enough problems in his life. "You're sick."

"Why? Because I like it when you pull my hair and spank me? Who wouldn't be turned on by that?"

"Me."

"You're no fun."

"Do I look like I care?" Sasuke crossed his arms like a petulant child.

Neji crawled down further along the bed and pressed his lips to Sasuke's toes, enjoying the mildly salty flavor of his skin. "You should. How's Nike? I haven't seen him around lately. I miss my little lamb."

"I plead the fifth." How many people was this guy after?

"Well, the next time you see him, tell him that the Halloween party is coming up. Naruto's invited too."

Neji sucked on Sasuke's big toe, curling his tongue around it to lavish it in spit, moving lower to kiss the hardened soles of his feet. He'd developed a handful of fetishes ever since the first time they slept together and this was one of his favorites. Sasuke had such wonderful feet and he hated having them touched quite possibly more than anything they did. Provoking him was fun, because the more Neji did it, the rougher their session would be. Right on time, Sasuke jerked his foot away and smushed Neji's face against the sheets with it to show his displeasure.

"They've only done one video." Wasn't there some sort of seniority rule as to who got invited? This alone would be his third video with Neji.

"So? The higher-ups don't care." Neji was allowed up and straightened his hair, not wishing to get any tangles in it.

"Hurry up and let's get this over with."

Neji straddled Sasuke and ran his fingers through the older man's dark locks. Hair had always fascinated him, but he liked this head of hair in particular. It was always soft and clean and shiny. He couldn't say that he'd ever touched something more perfect than it. Burying his nose in it always brought him an immense amount of pleasure and he did so now, alternating sniffing and massaging the scalp. Given the opportunity to rub his dick in it, he would do so gladly. Sasuke would never allow it because they both knew that he would cum in a matter of seconds, spraying white seed over the pitch black hair. So he settled for this, rubbing his rigid cock against Sasuke's stomach and moaning into that beautiful hair.

"Mmmn, so unromantic." His breath hitched as a particularly chafing thrust stimulated the sweet spot under his head. "Did I mention that Karin wants me to give you her number? She always regretted helping me trick you into doing Bait Bus. She really likes you."

"Is that so?" Mild tones of interest rose in the Uchiha's voice.

"That's all I'm going to say until you pound me through this mattress."

"Fine…"

As Sasuke waited for him to lube up, Neji smiled to himself. So this was Sasuke Uchiha, the famed guy who always stood in the corner at parties trying to stay as far away from all the brownnosers as humanly possible. Rumor had built up a fantastic image of him being a somber and serious youth focused more on business than socializing in his mind and to say that image was completely incorrect was a total understatement. Long story short, he was kinda a huge dick. But underneath that he had some kernels of goodness. For some reason Neji couldn't fully comprehend, he found that hot.

He hissed with pleasure as his fellow scion turned him over and slid his cock inside him.

Neji liked to think that being able to meet Sasuke and subsequently become his puppet master was a sign of destiny. But for now, he wasn't going to worry about destiny. He was simply glad that Sasuke never failed to take the bait.

0o0

So yes. I was actually writing this, the next regular story chapter, and another side story all at the same time, but since I originally started working on this as a oneshot companion when Broke Straight Guys was a oneshot itself, this got finished the fastest. (In case you were wondering, this one was based off a real porn site too…) Hope you enjoyed. I promise it'll probably be a regular chapter next time.

On a side note, I made an AMV. If you're interested, you can find it at: http: // www . youtube . com/watch?v=BmWIuXPVDoY All you have to do is remove the spaces.

Until next time…

~YamiTenshi~