Topsy-Turvy
Topsy-Turvy
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Disclaimer: I do not own the intellectual property rights to
Naruto. I just want to adopt him.
‘…’ Thinking
“…” Speaking
Topsy-Turvy
‘That ass is mine.’
I’ve been thinking that for ten years now. It feels like the
only time its real is when Sasuke lets me pound him
into the mattress, the forest floor, the kitchen counter…
Right now I’m sitting up in the bed of some roadside inn I
can’t remember the name of. The sheets are pulled completely off and my best
friend is lying on a towel to catch stains. He’s wearing a bondage cuff on each
wrist and he’s lying face down in a puddle of cum. Which is
why we needed the towel.
Really, I would have used a condom but Sasuke
gets weird about stuff like that. We usually use condoms when we’re on the road
or staying with a client. But we never use them after a mission. Especially bad
missions when we have to screw the humanity back into each other.
It was a bad job this time too. A missing-
fucking village. A lot of civilians died before Sasuke
took the fucktard down. I could have done it, would
rather have done it but the local politician held me up with bullshit and my
lover had to sneak away and stop the missing-nin
bastard on his own.
When the dust settled there was my best friend with a dead
ninja, half a village, and a new scar on his shin. His left arm was covered in
blood up to the elbow and I almost felt like crying when it turned out not his.
I wish it was me that went. Sasuke
can’t let anything go. This one hit him deep, all those families dead together.
Soon as we were alone he was on me and my pants were off. He
gives such a good blowjob. ‘Ah shit.’ Just mentioning it to myself
back, ‘that’s not really a bad thing.’
“Ten minuets. It’s only been ten
minuets, Dobe.”
‘And I bet his ass is real sore.’ “We’ve been together for
years and you still can’t get it up after 10 minuets?” I love to make him
angry, can you tell? “What happened to your stamina?”
“You rammed it out of me on the 4th orgasm, you freak.”
“Awwe, is kawaii
Sasu-chan done for the day?”
“We have to walk home tomorrow.”
“Then I’ll carry you.” I could do it too,
he is mine; body and soul.
This teasing is familiar, normal. We’ve said it a thousand
times, maybe a million. Its part of a game, like clock-work
or something. So of course he pretends to be asleep. And of course I
flip him on his back, and he still pretends to be asleep. And I’m only
imagining his anticipation when I slide down between his knees and lick my
lips. Because I love making him hard for me.
His cock lies there at first, mostly soft with a hint of
curls at the base. A few licks underneath where the vein runs and I can hear
his breathing shift. A nip to the base and his thighs try to close on my head.
I just laugh and grab hold of his knees with my hands. One
keeps his legs apart and the other hand creeps under the curve of his ass.
Have I told you how much I love Sasuke’s
ass? Both buns nice and firm. All muscular and I’m the
ONLY one who can touch them. Ino doesn’t count
because she’s not after him these days and Sakura doesn’t try anymore. Which is
really good news because I don’t want to rip out their throats.
I have more important things to think about.
at the head of his dick. I have to taste him; mostly salt, some bitter.
my teeth, Sasuke doesn’t like getting bit. He like
biting me though, he also likes giving spankings. But he’s not on top that
often.
So perfect that first time, finding out my
He’s moaning now, the side of his face pressed to the
mattress, hips twitching as I suck his cock down keep in my throat. He can’t
decide what to do with his hands. They grip the sheets, rise up, and fall back
down. His fingers lock in my hair and hands that killed this morning guide my
mouth in the afternoon.
My hands haven’t exactly been doing nothing.
The hand on his ass drifts up to cradle his balls and his pale fingers ghost
around my face. I love how he touches me too, almost gentle.
He’s getting closer, his face is red and his mouth is slack.
He’s gotten so hard his balls really are blue. Now I choose to pull away.
“Heh-he.”
I can’t help but laugh. There’s murder in his eyes. “Ne,
Sasuke. Do you wanna
watch?”
“What the hell are you talking about!?” I have him all riled
up and wrapped around my little finger. The way his entire body is shaking, I
can tell he wants nothing more than to grab his prick and finish himself off.
But he’s too well trained for that. My lover knows I’d have him bang
off without permission.
So I just lean down over him on all fours and five him my
widest grin.
“Do you wanna watch me finger
myself?” He’s off the bed and moves really fast for someone practically
drooling on himself. Yeah, he’s got a definite limp, I
might have to carry him home.
Yeah, and Sasuke doesn’t have cum
dripping out of his ass either.
‘Damn what a fine ass.’ Have I mentioned how hard I am? And
now he’s coming back because he’s found the other bottle of lube in my bag. He
just hands it to me and sits on the towel. The bastard has the nerve to smirk
like it’s festival day. I guess it is sort of, usually
he’s the one putting on a show.
I plunk down in front of him, spread my legs and wiggle my
hips a bit. Sasuke’s eyes are on me, following the
drip of the bottle onto my hands, the path my fingers take swirling around my
balls before trailing further back. I brush against the little pucker at my
entrance; I have to remember to breathe. I’ve always been really sensitive
there.
He’s watching. He deserves a good fucking and I’m going to
give him a good tease. One finger ghosts around the pucker, pushing in just
enough to wet my insides. Push a little more, into the first knuckle.
Even this little and I’m sweating, Sasuke
watching makes me so horny. We ought to do this more often.
Two fingers now, not going very deep but stretching me wide.
In the pleasure/pain I can’t sit up and I lost sight of Sasuke,
but the bed shifts and he’s leaning over me. He’s dripping hard, panting,
sweating. It makes me moan as I push my fingers in all the way, in and out, in
and out. I watch him watch me.
There’s the faintest tremble in his arms and his eyes swirl
between sharingon red and resting black. He’ll never
ask, can’t ask, but he wants so much. So I smile a real smile just for him.
“Ne, Sasuke,
wanna touch?” Just like that he’s on me, stroking,
biting. One hand in my hair, forcing my head back, a nip to
my neck, then pushing my face forward for a crushing lip lock. The other
hand pries my fingers way from my ass. Two long calloused digits plunge inside
me and it feels even better than before.
Only Sasuke can touch me like
this. He’s stretching me; hasty and rushed. He wants it bad. He pulls away and
it’s my turn to be pissed but only a little.
Because I know my partner, because we take
care of each other.
He sits back on the bed in front of me panting a little, his
cock bobs with the movement glistening with pre-cum and saliva. I just have to
tease him a little more, suck the head into my mouth and tongue the slit.
‘Heh, he’s growling now.’ Pull way
a little, one long pump up and down to slick him with
a bit of lube. Now I can crawl into his lap, kiss him hard with lots of tongue.
I’m sucking on his bottom lip both hands in his hair and he’s pushing his cock
inside me inch by inch.
The burn of Sasuke’s prick as he
goes up my ass is the second best part of sex I think. The best part is how
well we sleep after a fuck-a-thon, but this pain means I’m being filled so full
of another person and … oooh! I have to
Push up with my legs, rolls my hips, lick the sweat off my
upper lip. Sasuke grips my hips pulling me back down
so he can suck on my collar bone. A moment of fumbling and we find the rhythm,
he lets me take control because that’s what he needs.
It feels like he’s scraping against every nerve I have. I
find that perfect angle to my prostate and everything goes soft around the
edges. I can feel him moaning into my chest,
I think it’s my name.
“Sas-aah, can’t hold it
cumming white against white skin. But I can’t stop. I
keep riding, drawing out my orgasm and pulling my best friend with me. He comes
inside me and it’s like chakra exploding and all that happy crap.
Later, when I wake up from this high it’s dark and my
stomach is growling. But I won’t move because everything is warm and
Uzumaki Naruto
can wait ten minuets for ramen.