Stranger

AN: I rewrote the first chapter and deleted the other two. I might rewrite them as well if I have the time.

Beta'd by Faerys Delight.

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The streets of Konoha shone from rain which had stopped only half an hour ago. The rain had been really hard, almost brutal. It had squashed the flower bed and left the front yard all muddy. Iruka sat in his living room with a big pile of test papers waiting for his corrections. A cold breeze startled him. He rose to shut the window wondering how it was open; he could swear he had closed it earlier. Iruka glanced outside, there was a stray cat licking its paw by the fence, otherwise the street was empty.

It was starting to be late; Iruka's eyelids weighted a ton and he rose to make some tea. The same silence which filled his apartment every evening was there again, creeping in the corners, whispering word of misery; the pressuring silence of loneliness. It had been years since Iruka had had a decent relationship. Even though he would never admit it, he really longed to have someone important in his life. Someone he could touch and who would touch him. It had been too long. Nights like these he avoided going to bed as long as he could. Sometimes he had fallen asleep on his couch waking up the next morning with unbelievable pain in his neck.

Suddenly the lights went out. A fuse must be blown, Iruka thought. It took a while for him to find a new fuse from a messy cabinet where he kept spare lamps and such. He stepped into a small closet where the fuse-board was bolted in the wall. A shock trembled across his body. There was someone behind him. Hundreds of questions whirled in his mind. How had this person got inside his house and how hadn't he sensed him? The intruder has to be really skilled to enter his home like this, without being noticed.

Iruka tried to turn around and confront the intruder, but firm hands clenched his shoulders and pushed him against the wall. The intruder was strong. Iruka breathed heavily, his heart was bounding in his chest; he felt trapped. What does he want, why is he here? The attacker pressed hard against his back. Iruka felt moist lips run down his neck and a hand sneaked inside his shirt. He tried to push the intruder away from him, but this seemed to excite the man even more.

Panic was rising in Iruka's mind. He had to get away, he had to do something. Iruka concentrated and pushed with all of his weight against the stranger, getting his hands free and rushed to the door. For a moment it seemed to work, for a moment he thought he was free. It only took a fragment of a second and he was, once again, face first against the wall; his hands tightly tied together. The intruder's tricky fingers found their way back under Iruka's shirt and pinched his nipple. His lips kissed Iruka's neck and bit gently his earlobe. His breathing was anxious and hot against Iruka's tender skin. To his horror Iruka was getting worked up and a little gasp escaped from his lips.

The man pulled Iruka closer to him and Iruka could feel his hard cock pressing against his behind. The closet was pitch black and Iruka couldn't see anything. He tried to turn his face to catch a hint of the intruder's identity. Hot lips muffled Iruka's yelp as the stranger turned him forcefully around. The lips were moist and demanding. Iruka hated himself for answering more than willingly to the kiss. Long suppressed yearnings struggled free from their invisible chains making Iruka want to feel his attacker's body, get drunk from passion, from the closeness of another man.

With his tied hands the, now softly panting, chuunin felt the chest of the stranger. His muscles were well built and tense, his skin filled with scars. He was taller than Iruka, for all Iruka could tell, he was excitingly manly. Iruka's hands were gliding on the man's skin, brushing gently over the hard nubs on his chest. Slowly they were worked their way up and just before Iruka could reach the man's face he stopped him.

The scent of the man filled Iruka's senses and made his skin tingle. It was earthy, soothing and somehow familiar. It gave Iruka a feeling of security and brought to his mind an image of his working place... Not the academy but Hokage's office. Then it hit Iruka. Do I know him from work? Am I being raped in my own house by a man who I know from work?! His heart began to beat a tattoo.

“No! Let me go!” Iruka demanded as their lips parted.

He tried to build up resistance but the intruder was too strong. His hand worked its way down into Iruka's pants. Fingers wound around his hardening cock and stroked it leisurely and gently. Iruka's body responded despite himself. I don't want this. Damn it! I don't want this! He fought it, biting his lip and repeating encouragements to himself, but as his breath escaped in a soft moan and he knew the game was lost.

“Please...” Iruka could almost see the shreds of his dignity fall to the hard floor and shatter into millions of pieces. “Please, don't do this.”

The only answer he got was another heated kiss. It felt too good. Iruka didn't want it, he told himself how he hated it, and at the same time he wanted nothing more than those fingers to give him the desperately needed relieve. 'It's all right. He's not hurting you, is he?' a voice in Iruka's head assured him. 'Just let him do what he wants to do, you'll enjoy it.' The pressure in Iruka's stomach was growing. His arousal was too high and he could no longer think anything, but the man's hot tongue in his mouth and the hand in his pants.

The intruder pushed Iruka's shirt as high as it would go. His lips started their descending way from Iruka's neck to his erected nipple. A warm tongue lapped over the small nub feeling hot and wet. The blinding darkness intensified each sensation. The tongue played with the hard pebble making Iruka pant and whine in shameful pleasure while his agile fingers opened Iruka's trousers, they fell to the floor taking his underwear with them. Now that the restraining fabric was away the stranger's hand could move more easily stroking Iruka's erection, pulling the foreskin all the way back and teasing the tender tip with his fingers. It was like a dream; Iruka's body finally got all the attention it had yearned for so long. As the exciting shivers of pleasure traveled up his spine it didn't matter the one causing them was some faceless stranger.

Without a warning the warm mouth covering his bruised nipple was gone leaving it wet in the cool air. Before Iruka could protest he felt the hot tongue again, way lower. It tenderly licked the juices from the tip of Iruka's stone hard cock. It was hot and seductively soft.

“Ah, fuck!” Iruka gasped.

His back arched from pleasure, his breathing grew rapid and irregular. It was like sinking into hot and wet heaven as his length slowly vanished into the stranger's mouth. A skillful tongue played around his shaft making him shiver all over. His tied hands fell down pushing his fingers into the man's hair. It felt coarse under his touch but Iruka didn't have time to think about it too much as the stranger sucked him harder pulling his sac gently. His fingers slid further down soon reaching their target. The moist fingers played around Iruka's entrance eliciting soft moans. The mouth enclosing his pulsating member was so wet and hot. Iruka panted aloud feeling those sweet lips sliding around his cock. He wanted to push harder and deeper but was afraid to move. The stranger applied pressure and one slippery finger glided inside.

"No, please, not there," Iruka whined but the man didn't stop.

Tantalizingly slow the intruding finger slid deeper in. Too long of a time had passed since he had used that place, he had nearly forgotten how good it felt. The digit moved teasingly inside Iruka as the man pulled his head away. Iruka could feel the stranger's eyes on him even though it was way too dark to see anything; still he knew the stranger could somehow see him. It was arousing in a new way, he felt so helpless, naked and exposed. He wanted more.

A second finger joined the first one filling Iruka. They pulled out and glided back in pushing deeper. They moved like he was searching something. Then the fingers found the spot. Iruka's back arched and he let a low cry seep through his lips. He could sense the intruder smiling. Iruka's panting came louder with erratic moans as the stranger played with his cock with an artful tongue. With only one hand he untied Iruka's hands and opened his own pants. Iruka was so high in ecstasy he didn't care what would happen next. He was too aroused to try to escape. He didn't want to. All he wanted was more of those fingers and more of that mouth.

Iruka could hear the stranger stroking his own hard-on. Soft sighs of pleasure caressed Iruka's weeping length. The hot mouth moved in quicker pace sucking harder, fingers thrust in more and more harshly every now and then hitting his sweet spot. Oh fuck. So good! Suddenly Iruka felt the man's fingers retreat. He rose up and put his hand behind Iruka's head as a suggestion. For a second Iruka hesitated. The hands on his head felt strong but not forcing.

Making up his mind Iruka went down on his knees and carefully wind his fingers around the base of the man's length. It was thick and rigid, and smelled of sex. Absentmindedly he licked his lips as his own erection jolted in want. Deliberately he took the stranger's manhood into his mouth. Firm hands held Iruka's head so he wouldn't get any wicked ideas. Iruka was surprised how big it was. He felt it throbbing in his mouth hot and hard, exiting. The slick tip tasted salty on Iruka's soft tongue; he licked it wanting to taste it more. The engorged hardness hit the roof of Iruka's mouth pushing deeper. It was too big, it filled his mouth. Iruka couldn't push the invading thoughts from his mind. How would it feel to have that enormous cock ram into him from behind? Fucking his brains out? He relaxed his throat and let the rigid erection slide deep inside. The stranger's body shook in pleasure. Iruka heard the man's breathing grow rapid and discontinuous. The stranger moved his hips in increasing pace, driving deeper into Iruka's mouth. In his heat Iruka felt the man's orgasm build and sucked faster. The stranger was really close, he trembled and then with a grunt he pulled Iruka's head backward.

The man knelt on the floor positioning himself between Iruka's legs. Soft lips enclosed again Iruka's aching member. Two fingers thrust inside Iruka, moving fast in and out. By the sound of it the man was stroking himself in time with the thrusts. And as he was coming closer and closer to climax so was Iruka. The chuunin moaned aloud, shamelessly whining, begging the strange not to stop. He couldn't hold any longer, he was coming. His back arched as the violent orgasm took him. Something warm and wet run over the insides of his legs and the stranger quivered. Iruka felt the hot lips still around his throbbing cock. He couldn't believe it. He came into this man's mouth. He panted lying on the cold floor totally spent. A rustling sound filled the otherwise eerily silent air. The stranger had stood up and was pulling his pants back on.

"I have felt your eyes on me many times. Be prepared, next time we will do it," the stranger whispered.

"No, we won't! And what do you mean by next time?" Iruka found himself shouting to the empty apartment.

What kind of sick pervert would get his kicks by doing this kind of thing? By sexual assault? And afterwards say a corny line like that and disappear! Iruka's cheeks were flushed. He stood in the dark closet for a while, naked. He was tired and shocked, but satisfied. The voice had something familiar in it, Iruka realized, and a little smile quirked his lips.