You Win

Disclaimer: Nope, don’t own Naruto. I just shamelessly pirate the characters to populate my fantasies.
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You Win


Naruto slid a hand down his naked stomach into his pants, beneath the waistband of his
shorts. He’d been half hard since late afternoon. What was it about the exercise that did this to
him? The shower hadn’t helped of course, the warm water, the soft towel. Now, stretched out in
bed, naked to the waist, still pleasantly weary from training, he gave in and stroked himself.

Then a knock at the door started him from bed.

He yanked his hand out of his pants like he’d been scalded and leapt down onto the plank
floor. Muttering his irritation under his breath, he crossed to the door – securing his pants as he
went – and yanked it open.

“Sasuke-kun. What do you want?”

Sasuke shouldered past him.

“Sasuke!” Naruto was mightily annoyed, mostly on behalf of his neglected erection.

Sasuke crossed his arms over his chest and turned on Naruto. “Be quiet, Baka. I didn’t
come here to fight.”

With that, he pulled Naruto close by the waist of his trousers and kissed him.

Naruto was far too shocked to resist the invading tongue, his mouth too full of Sasuke’s
breath to utter any protest, but the instant he collected himself, he shoved his teammate away.

Sasuke stumbled backward, but he kept his feet, staring up at Naruto through a sweep of
raven hair. It should’ve been anger in those black eyes, Naruto thought; the older boy ought to
strike back. But he didn’t. Rather than mirror Naruto’s defense, Sasuke held up his hands in a
gesture of...surrender!?

Sasuke drew himself carefully up and inched toward his rival with all the caution of a man
courting a some recalcitrant animal. His advance was, in every way, more terrifying than attack.

It was Naruto’s turn to step back.

“Sasuke,” he shouted, “What in the hell are you doing?!”

Sasuke smiled his snide, imperious smile. “Don’t ask dumb questions. And don’t act like
you don’t want to.”

Naruto found himself backed against the wall. “Want to! You’ve lost your mind. I don’t
want anything to do with you. I don’t even like you.”

Sasuke said nothing but his gaze flicked briefly downward and up again to the flushed face
of his rival.

Damn, Naruto thought. His trousers had become...tighter. His cock, half erect all
afternoon had fully hardened at last and his discomfort was all too plainly visible to Sasuke.

Sasuke took a step forward again and pressed his lips to Naruto’s. Naruto froze. His
mind reeled at the warm practiced tongue that darted into his mouth, but he didn’t kiss back, not
at first – what would that mean!? – but neither did he shove his rival away.

Where in the hell, he wondered dizzily, had Sasuke learned to do that, to kiss like that, to
turn his mind to melted nothing?

Naruto flinched. A slim hand had trailed up between his thighs. It cupped his erection,
teased him through the fabric. Sasuke had felt him jump and he snickered in Naruto’s ear.

No, Naruto thought. If this is going to happen, it is not going to happen like this. He was
not going to be led. He was not going to lose to Sasuke. Not here. And not like this.

Even if there was something to all those glances he threw in the Uchiha’s direction – and
he’d always told himself there wasn’t – he’d watched long enough to notice that Neji watched
too. He’d seen the attachment in the older boy’s eyes, and the fury, the half-hated Neji bore all
his loved ones – he loved so much against his will. Naruto had guessed then, that they were
partners. Neji and Sasuke.

The thought made him furious and the strength of the feeling surprised him. He’d known
for so long about Neji and Sasuke, yet it bothered him now, with Sasuke’s mouth pressed to his.
The intimate caress, the penetrating tongue made it suddenly unbearable to think of Sasuke with
anyone else. He ought to be with me. Naruto knew then that he should stop what was
happening, but he hadn’t that kind of resolve. He could make sure that it happened on his own
terms though...

Naruto caught Sasuke’s arms. There was a scuffle, but Sasuke stopped fighting when he
realized what was happening. Naruto wheeled him around and shoved him back against the wall
so hard that Sasuke actually winced. In an instant their positions had reversed.

Naruto glared at Sasuke, breathless, half wanting and expecting a struggle, but the other
boy just looked at him. Black eyes sparkled, fluttered shut. He didn’t even try to free himself and
Naruto’s cock thrilled at his submission. At that moment, Naruto knew. He could do anything he
wanted and Sasuke would let him. It was glorious. Perfect obedience from the celebrated
Uchiha. Naruto kissed Sasuke – a hard, fierce kiss, prolonged until both of them struggled for
breath – and he only released the other boy’s arms to yank the hem of Sasuke’s shirt up over his
head.

Sasuke moaned. A pair of strong, tanned hands planted on his ass and held him against
Naruto’s chest, while the other boy’s teeth came down on his neck, scraping and finally biting
until Sasuke’s moans dissolved into whimpers.

Naruto might’ve paused at the little pained sound, but Sasuke’s hand had tangled itself in
his hair and held him close. Naruto bit down harder, left a trail of puffy welts behind his kisses,
but he could not punish Sasuke with pain. The longer he tried, the more the other boy
encouraged him.

Naruto growled his frustration into the warm flesh of Sasuke’s throat and tore at the clasp
of his belt.

Sasuke stopped him by taking his hand, twining his fingers with Naruto’s and walking him
backwards across the floor til he hit the edge of the bed and sat down. Then, Sasuke dropped to
his knees. Sitting on his heels, he unfastened the other boy’s pants and yanked them off, shorts
and all, so hastily he nearly unseated Naruto.

The blond looked ready to snap, but Sasuke stunned him into silence. He licked a circle
around the head of Naruto’s cock, took the knob in his mouth and flicked it with his tongue until
Naruto groaned.

Naruto clenched a hand in the other boy’s silky hair and pressed, trying to shove more of
his length down Sasuke’s throat.

Annoyed, Sasuke took his hand, pinned it against his side. He backed off Naruto’s head
to bathe the shaft with his tongue.

Insistent, Naruto pulled on his hair, hauled him back, and pressed the tip of his erection to
Sasuke’s lips. Sasuke took it in his mouth, and this time he took it all the way down on his own
before Naruto could even try to force it.

Naruto caught his breath as Sasuke sucked at his organ, impressive back and forth
motions that buried all of Naruto’s length in his throat. Naruto looked down at him, at Sasuke’s
sneering mouth locked tight around his shaft and he had to stop it before he spent himself.

Pushing Sasuke back and up, he pulled the brunette more fully onto his knees, bringing
their faces closer together until they were almost kissing and not.

Sasuke wiped his mouth and looked up at Naruto. Blue eyes bored into black. “After
this, there’s no one else for you,” the blond said sternly. “Just me.”

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed to slits. Obeying Naruto in bed was one thing, an excuse to be
used in ways he enjoyed. Submission in any other context was something else entirely. Sasuke
was poised to reply that he would do whatever he wished, whenever, and with whomever he
chose, but Naruto caught his jaw, kissed him, and hauled him up from the floor.

Sasuke let himself be settled onto Naruto’s lap. As he knelt straddling the other boy’s
waist, trapping their erections between them, he flashed his rival a wicked grin and ground against
him.

“Stop it,” Naruto commanded.

Sasuke instantly complied.

Naruto scraped his nails down the other boy’s chest. “I’m going to fuck you,” he told his
teammate. “So you ought to prepare yourself. Go on. I want to see you do it.”

Sasuke hesitated only an instant, before raising two fingers to his lips and licking the tips,
teasing them with his tongue. His gaze locked on Naruto’s, daring him to lose control as he slid
his fingers into his mouth and drew them out again, ever so slowly.

The fox boy’s eyes radiated want in almost palpable heat.

Tossing black hair over one pale shoulder, Sasuke reached around behind himself to trace
his entrance with one slick finger, before sliding it inside.

Cautiously, he added a second.

Naruto stared at his rival, hunger written in his young face as he watched the Uchiha –
smug, arrogant Uchiha Sasuke – struggling to obey him. The other boy’s thighs were soft and
warm atop his own and Naruto could feel the brunette’s muscled legs twitch when his exploring
fingers found the tiny knot of nerves inside his ass. Naruto imagined how it would feel to be there
himself, massaging his length in the velvet heat of Sasuke’s channel.

He wondered if Sasuke was picturing the same as he slipped a free hand down his stomach
to grip his hardened shaft.

Naruto smacked his hand, guided it to his own erection. He pinched Sasuke’s rigid nipples
hard enough to hurt, rolling the pebbled buds between his fingers til Sasuke whimpered at the
added sensation, at the difficulty of trying to finger himself and stroke Naruto off while the other
boy tortured him.

“No one else,” Naruto repeated, smiling fiendishly. “You’re mine now. Say it.”

Sasuke’s growled a protest, incoherent.

“You want this so much more than I do,” Naruto assured him, and he sounded every bit as
unperturbed as he claimed to be. “I want to hear you say that you belong to me. Say it. Or go
home.”

“Fine,” Sasuke snarled, his breathlessness robbing the word of its venom. “I’m yours.
There I said it. I belong to you.”

Naruto smiled again, a smile so dazzling and genuine, Sasuke almost couldn’t hate him for
it, especially when the other boy gripped his hips and pulled him close. “I want to be inside you,”
he breathed in Sasuke’s ear.

Sasuke was only too happy to oblige. He pushed the blond onto his back, so Naruto’s
calves still dangled over the edge of the bed, and knelt over him. He took the kyuubi’s hand in
his and brought it to his mouth, bathed it with his tongue and used the blond’s damp palm to lube
his arousal.

“You want it now?” he asked, leaning down to lick the other boy’s kiss reddened lips.

Naruto’s response was nothing more than shallow gasping and animal thrusting, but
Sasuke understood it. For all his insistence to the contrary, he wanted this just as badly as
Sasuke.

Without a word more, Sasuke lifted up and positioned Naruto’s aching arousal at his
entrance. Clamping his teeth together to smother the inevitable groan, he dropped his hips and
took the tip of Naruto’s cock into his ass. The pain was intense – it always hurt at first – but he
was not unaccustomed to it and there was nothing in the world more satisfying than the tremor
that rocked his rival’s body when he eased up off his shaft and took it in again, just a little deeper.
Despite the discomfort, despite the icy sweat that prickled on his forehead at the effort, Sasuke
laughed out loud at Naruto’s expression. The blond’s blue eyes were screwed shut, his mouth
half open and panting, his tan hands clutching Sasuke’s thigh as he inched his hips desperately
upward. He was so far beyond control. He begged Sasuke with every sound, every gesture to
take him all the way down.

Sasuke wanted to tease him, to withhold the satisfaction the other boy so obviously
craved, but his own urgency worked against him. He wanted Naruto and though the pain had
slowly faded, it had left his legs weak. They trembled with the effort of supporting his weight
until gravity and desire took over. He buried the other boy’s length in his ass, sat down on
Naruto’s hips, and looked down through hooded lids at the blond’s ecstatic face.

Sasuke scoffed.

“I don’t want you,” he mocked, mimicking Naruto’s voice. “I don’t even like you.”
Sasuke shook his head and tapped his teammate playfully on the nose. “Baka,” he teased, “how
stands your love now? Hm?”

Naruto just moaned and Sasuke grinned, flexed his legs briefly and came down again on
Naruto’s cock. “That’s what I thought,” he said smugly.

Naruto’s blue eyes snapped open, and he got lost for a moment in the sight – the long
rolling lines of Sasuke’s shoulders, the smoothness and softness of his skin – but only for a
moment. Then, he moved to regain the control he’d somehow lost. Sliding a hand to the other
boy’s hip, he pinched the brunette’s rump so hard that Sasuke yelped in surprise.

“No more talking, Uchiha,” he ordered. “Make me cum.”

Sasuke glared and muttered and rubbed his sore backside, but he obeyed. The lean
muscles of his thigh tensed beneath Naruto’s hand as he heaved himself up and sat down again.

Naruto gasped. So good. Unbelievable. He looked down through nearly closed eyes and
over his tanned chest to watch as his cock disappeared into Sasuke. Konoha’s beloved shinobi
prodigy, he thought as he stroked his rival’s rigid arousal, the great Uchiha Sasuke fucking
himself on my cock. The brunette’s pale frame shimmered with sweat and Naruto admired his
athleticism. All that training put to good use, he thought wryly.

Then Sasuke stepped up his pace, and the attendant shocks of pleasure drove all thought
from Naruto’s mind. There was no room in his world anymore for anything at all but sensation
and consuming need.

It was the same for Sasuke, as he groaned with the effort of maintaining his rhythm, of
controlling his climax, while a puddle of precum collected low down on Naruto’s stomach.
Sasuke struggled against the other boy’s persistent stroking, trying to hold off, to delay the
moment, but it was too intense. His muscles strained. His back arched. It was too soon, he
thought, but...oh god!

Sasuke fell forward onto his hands, shuddering, still rocking himself on Naturo’s organ,
though he lay half-collapsed and shaken to the core by his climax. Cum arced up between them
and splashed in hot tracks all over Naruto’s chest.

Naruto almost lost himself from the shock of Sasuke’s orgasm, the way the other boy’s
taut hole grew wonderfully, impossibly tighter as he came. But just then, Sasuke froze to let it all
wash over him and denied Naruto the friction he needed to push him over the edge.

The fox boy groaned a protest and Sasuke turned his gaze downward. “Aw,” he drawled.
“It wants to cum.” He shook his head ruefully at Naruto and smiled his evil smile. “Too bad.”

“What!?” Naruto shouted. If that bastard even thought he would let it go at that...

Sasuke clenched his ass around Naruto’s cock and winked when he felt the other boy
twitch. “I wasn’t serious,” he confessed, leaning forward to lap sticky wetness from Naruto’s
chest. Naruto growled deep in his throat – part irritation and part simple force of desire – as
Sasuke’s tongue played over his chest and his neck. Naruto, for his part, was so close that it took
almost nothing to drive him again to the breaking point when Sasuke resumed his grinding. His
hands flew to the other boy’s hips to guide his pace, to force himself deeper into Sasuke with
every stroke.

Sasuke worked at Naruto’s organ, slamming their bodies together until he thought the
other’s cries would rouse the whole village. He imagined every soul in Konoha from Hokage to
Konohamaru starting from rest at the sound of their tryst, but the laughter that rose in his throat
came out a whimper as the hands at his hips clutched at him. With force enough to bruise,
Naruto’s iron fingers clamped down to halt his pumping, to hold him still.

Naruto’s cock pulsed. Tremor’s shook his body as they lay frozen, and his shivering did
not subside until long after he’d spent himself in spurts in Sasuke’s ass.

They lay for a time recovering. Then, Sasuke raised up on all fours. Naruto’s softened
organ slipped from his ass as he bent to kiss the blond’s damp forehead, his cheek. He smiled
down at Naruto and kissed him full on the lips once more before he rose and stretched.

Naruto sat up to watch him.

He paced around the room once before he bent and swept his abandoned shorts from the
floor.

“What are you doing,” Naruto asked, his voice full of weary satisfaction.

Sasuke stepped into his pants pulled them up over narrow hips, heedless of the mess that
sheened his thighs. He could wash later.

“Sasuke,” Naruto insisted.

“I’m leaving,” the other boy said without inflection.

“What?!” Naruto leaped out of bed and caught his friend by the arm, whirled him around
to shout at him. “You can’t just leave. I...we just...”

Sasuke shrugged free, and turned his back Naruto. All of his warmth was suddenly gone.
He was the Sasuke Naruto knew again. Remote. Arrogant. Cruel? He’d never really thought
of Sasuke as cruel before. Despite his own assessment, Naruto wanted to keep Sasuke from
leaving. But he hadn’t the heart to fight him. Not now. And begging wasn’t really his style. So
he said nothing, even when Sasuke crossed to the door.

The door slammed hard behind him.

Naruto stood naked in the middle of the room, shocked speechless for the second time
that night. Despite the promise he had made to himself, despite all his effort, he had lost again to
Sasuke.