Train Me Pervert or Else

Train Me Pervert, Or Else
By Mieren

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and sadly enough I don’t make any money writing this.

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Naruto showed up on time, seven in the morning, to wait for his sensei to arrive. He had asked the silver haired jounin to train him one on one since Sasuke and Sakura were both off on missions and he had some time off. Kakashi had readily agreed. Now, he just had to arrive. Three hours late, the jounin showed up, his face already buried in that perverted book of his.

“Yo,” Kakashi greeted absently, not looking up. “Sorry I’m late. Global warming caused a glacier to melt and it flooded my apartment.”

“Liar!” Naruto roared out of habit. Could this man’s excuses get any worse? Huffing, he got down to the main point of why they were there. “What are you teaching me?”

“Hand to hand combat,” the jounin responded lazily, causing the fourteen-year-old to make an irritated noise.

“I know hand to hand combat,” Naruto protested.

“Increasing stamina then,” Kakashi replied.

The blond scowled. Stamina was just about the last thing *he* needed. Unfortunately, that helped him not a bit. He spent the day doing menial exercises like hitting trees. He was switched over to boulders when he started knocking the things down like they were candles on a birthday cake. After shattering most of the ones in the area, the lazy jounin switched him to striking the ground, resulting in craters befitting Tsunade.

By the end of the day, Naruto was sweaty, tired, and entirely pissed off as he stalked towards his apartment. The damn pervert hadn’t taught him a thing! He just had him do pointless exercises while he read his stupid pornographic book. Blue eyes narrowed vengefully.

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“And why am I doing this?” Neji asked, deadpan.

“Just do it, okay? It’s kind of a joke I’m playing,” Naruto wheedled.

The Hyuuga sighed. “Does it have to be at five in the morning?” he said stiffly, glaring at his watch.

“For this to work, yes!”

White eyes narrowed. “What are you planning to do?”

“It doesn’t matter, just do it, okay?”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then… then… I’ll start dating Hinata! She’d love that!” Naruto enthused. A white eye twitched. Being from the branch family, it was his obligation to protect the Hyuuga. Naruto and Hinata being seen *together* in *public* would not be a good thing. Translation, his ass would get kicked across Kohana and back at least seventeen times. Per date.

“I’d break you’re neck if you tried,” he growled.

“Oh, please,” Naruto laughed. “We’ve already proved that I can kick your ass. Remember the chuunin matches?” Scowling, Neji nodded. “So, you in?”

“Fine.”

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Kakashi awoke slowly, yawning loudly. He came to full attention when he recognized that a lot of things were wrong. *Seriously* wrong.

He was tied down in a spread eagle position, completely nude. All thoughts of the previous evening fled his mind as he envisioned what was wrong. He examined his shackles, all of them wrapped generously in cloth to protect his wrists and ankles, and then bound to the frames of the bed he was on by lengths of steel wire, preventing any attempts of escape. His forehead protector was pulled down to blind him. A length of cloth gagged him, preventing him from crying out for help, something he was loath to do but was almost desperate for.

Automatically, he lunged for his chakra to pull out of his bindings, only to find that he had none at all. Little to his knowledge in his panicked state, that was all thanks to a certain Hyuuga. All of the chakra pathways had been blocked. He bucked worthlessly and made a garbled demand behind his gag, which was completely ignored. He heard a soft chuckle at his efforts. No matter how desperately he tried, he could not identify the voice. It was familiar enough and so amused that he calmed considerably. So, Iruka had finally had enough of playing bottom and was taking the initiative, was he? If so, what a pleasant way to wake up!

Smooth fingertips ran delicately along his inner thigh, and he bucked, helpless. He made a garbled noise, maybe a protest or maybe a groan of pleasure, but nothing he uttered was intelligible past his gag. The same hand moved higher slowly, hesitating before deftly avoiding his balls and sliding once along his stomach, just outside of where he really wanted the sleek digits to be. The hand retreated.

Kakashi jerked towards the frustrating and now missing touch, crying out angrily behind his gag in what was clearly a protest at the teasing treatment. The hand returned a moment later with something in them that was quickly pulled down the length of his straining member, settling it at the base. A cock ring?

Kakashi focused his mind, trying to figure out exactly what was going on, starting with why he couldn’t move. The only reason he could fathom for not having access to chakra was a Hyuuga doing this to him. How on earth anyone had managed to get a Hyuuga to seal him off was a mystery, let alone why they asked in the first place, but it was clearly one of those white-eyed twerps or he’d have been able to pull free, no chakra at all responding to his repeated attempts. He sighed, accepting his fate. He was screwed, quite literally in this case. No matter. Iruka would pay for his impudence later.

Agile hands massaged his chest and stomach expertly, drawing him to full mast almost immediately despite the fact that his genitals remained entirely untouched. He grunted, pushing into the talented digits, making a muffled noise of annoyance when the hands were removed. Instead, something slightly cool was placed unexpectedly at his opening and wriggled inside gently as the older man groaned in desire. Slowly but surely, he was stretched to his limit, passing discomfort and threatening pain when it stopped, leaving the silver-haired man almost whimpering at how full he felt. Already tied down, he had no way to spread his legs further apart to spur his partner on, but he did his best to rock against the intrusion, loving the feeling. A few false starts were made before the slick toy was pushed more deeply into him very gingerly all the way to the base. Kakashi groaned. There was a slight pause before the slightly cold toy was pulled out an inch or so, twisted and reinserted. After four tries, the cool tip hit something extremely sensitive and the jounin arched up with an enraptured cry.

“Aha!” Naruto’s clearly amused voice sounded. Kakashi went dead still. NARUTO? He had thought that it was his lover Iruka teasing him, but was apparently dead wrong. A moment later, his small hands returned, firmly strapping the device up his ass in place. There was a small click as a switch was flicked.

Kakashi screamed in rapture behind his gag, unable to help himself. The brat had located a vibrator and set it on its highest setting, positioned and strapped down to cause him the greatest possible pleasure. He already wanted to climax, but with the cock ring in place, there was no possible way to do so. He wondered how long Naruto was going to make him suffer?

The blond boy ruffled his silver hair and kissed him chastely on his gagged mouth more as a joke than anything. “Tell Iruka I said ‘hi’ when he gets back from work.”

Kakashi made an extremely loud protest at the amused statement. Classes didn’t let out until three, and then the teacher usually spent until five doing paperwork when Naruto generally dragged him out for ramen. The brat was going to leave him like this for at least ten hours! He couldn’t even attempt to escape since the Hyuuga chakra blocks generally lasted for a full day. He made another attempt to yell at the boy, but it was of no use. Groaning in frustration, he thumped his head back against the pillow.

“Just try to work on increasing your stamina,” Naruto quipped as a parting shot.

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Iruka returned to a scene of pure chaos in his and Kakashi’s shared apartment after spending almost two hours with Naruto in a childish food fight, the pair occasionally flipping a random noodle at each other while in the guise of eating. No wonder the blond brat had deliberately kept him out so late.

Tied to his bed, trembling violently and constantly moaning behind his gag laid Kakashi, his silver hair matted to his head with sweat as he fought miserably against his bindings, a vibrator up his ass and a cock ring preventing him from relaxing even for a moment. Iruka was torn between helping his lover and laughing his ass off in hysterics. Being a teacher, he could easily recognize sealed chakra and deemed that a Hyuuga was at least partially responsible for the rather vicious prank. Beyond that, he simply knew that Naruto was at fault for the most part, meaning that he had probably found a way to drag Neji into his perverse revenge since Hinata would have blushed herself to death before managing to do anything. After all, Kakashi slept in the buff.

Despite himself, peals of laughter broke through his lips as he approached his poor lover, who was currently bucking his hips pointlessly into the air as if begging for any sort of release. Deigning to offer up at least a little pity, he pulled the bound ninja’s cock ring free, instantly resulting in his hand being covered in cum, which only caused him to laugh louder.

“You sure pissed someone off,” Iruka cackled, unable to help himself. Kakashi had corrupted him enough that in private he did have some perverse sense of humor. Still, his gentle side remained enough that he was kind enough to turn off the vibrator and tenderly pull it free from his lover’s depths, noting with amusement that the man was still hard.

Knowing what would happen, Iruka shucked his clothes and prepped himself a bit before daring to loosen one of the bindings on Kakashi’s right wrist. The jounin could move like the wind when he wanted. And he wanted. Oh, he wanted a *lot*. Even expecting it, the poor chuunin barely had the time to blink before all four limbs were free and the gag and blindfold were on the opposite side of the room.

The pair went down in a tangle, Kakashi shoving into his lover without prepping him, knowing that the brunette would have taken care of it in advance knowing what state he was currently in. He was trying to be gentle, but he was just too frantic. He came again almost immediately, just as Iruka was reaching full mast, but neither worried about it since the poor jounin was immediately hard again, having been pressed too long to be denied anything but a marathon. Iruka was more than happy to oblige him.

Hours passed with panting breaths, sweeping hands and rocking bodies. Finally, halfway into the midmorning hours, Kakashi slumped atop the slighter man, completely spent. Both of the ninja were panting like asthmatics. Iruka wasn’t sure if he’d be able to stand up long enough to teach his class that day. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sit down while he taught, that was for sure. Kakashi just groaned in exhaustion.

“I’m gonna kill ‘im,” he managed, barely intelligible.

“Now, now, leave him alone,” Iruka admonished. “He wouldn’t have… done what he did if you hadn’t ticked him off somehow.” And he really didn’t want to know what that particular ‘somehow’ was. Mental imagery was already taking shape in what his lover could have done to tick off Naruto so badly, and even worse, thoughts of his innocent blond *touching* his lover, or anybody for that matter, like that. Kakashi just grunted something that didn’t sound complimentary. “Leave him alone, or you’re sleeping on the couch for a month!” he threatened.

Mumbling grumpily, the silver-haired man staggered a bit unsteadily towards the bathroom, intent on taking a much-needed shower.

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