The Birthday

The Birthday

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

HAPPY CHRISTMAS, EYE OF RA, HOPE YOU ENJOY!


The crack of a whip could be heard through the room, followed by a muffled cry. Jiraiya looked at the other male tied up before him, he had been annoying him with the way his sexy body had been moving ever since he had hit puberty. Who cared about not-so-flat-chested Tsunade, when there was another with a much more beautiful body than she would ever have? The time had come for him to make the genius of his team his bitch. Orochimaru had always acted so superior to him, but that was all about to change. It had been so easy to get Orochimaru to do what he wanted, it was almost as though the snake-like man wanted this as much as he did. Jiraiya knew that most genius ninjas were more than a little alcohol-sensitive, and it was easy to pass sake off as water, especially when you deaden the sense of smell with sake, and the taste with some of the hottest spices that the curry house had known.

It was his birthday, and it had been his choice of venue. Orochimaru, as always 'forgot' his present. Truth of the matter was that he never gave anybody presents in front of others. No, his genius teammate, who graduated top of their year, was bashful when it came to criticism from others. Jiraiya had always thought that Orochimaru needed to get laid, and he had voiced that opinion on his team mate more than once. The first time, Orochimaru refused to speak to him for three weeks. Jiraiya didn't miss it much; Orochimaru rarely spoke to him before that anyway. In the end he had been forced to apologise to Orochimaru by Tsunade. He swore that woman had a punch that could send even the toughest opponents flying. However he had apologised to their teammate. However that didn't stop Jiraiya from teasing him often.


Two gold eyes followed Jiraiya when they entered his view. "Now, now, Orochimaru, there is no need to give me that look." Jiraiya said, taking in the view of his friend. Here he had his Orochimaru, tied up, at his mercy. Jiraiya had taken his tme preparing this just for tonight. He had made sure that Sarutobi-sensei and Tsunade knew that Orochimaru was going to be staying at his for the night. "I told you that you needed to get laid and I am more than willing to do that honour."

"Fuck you, Jiraiya." Orochimaru snarled from where he was being held securely by leather bonds. He had woken up with the worst headache and found himself, naked, tied by bonds holding him to a doorframe. The net thing he knew was a lash of a whip going across his ass. When he got free, Jiraiya was so dead. He gave another tug at the leather, to no avail. The only person that he knew that could possibly break them was Tsunade, and she wasn't there.

Jiraiya chuckled; this was going to be fun. In the room behind Orochimaru he had a few toys to use on Orochimaru. By the end of the night, Orochimaru would beg to be fucked like there was no tomorrow. He just needed to realise that he wanted Jiraiya. Nothing would stop him from having Orochimaru, even if Sarutobi-sensei walked in. In fact, that would almost be a turn-on. He smirked at Orochimaru as he disappeared once more. He had a collection of things that he could use, and although the whip was good fun to use, it wasn't giving him the kick that he wanted from such an instrument. No, he needed to use something different. Jiraiya gave Orochimaru a perverted grin before disappearing from view once more.

He looked closer at his toys and decided to leave the knife for last. it would be more fun that way. His eyes moved to the candle. As much as he liked the idea of dripping hot wax on Orochimaru's body, which was best done on a horizontal surface. He heard hissing from Orochimaru and chuckled. "Are you that impatient, Orochimaru?" He asked as he stroked a hand down Orochimaru's spine. "You should eat more, you're too thin." He returned to the table, trying to decide what he should use first, before he grinned. His hand moved to the vibrator. He wondered when he would get to use this baby when he bought it, as he had picked up the wrong one for Tsunade's last gag birthday present, however now would be a perfect time. He opened the packaging. Orochimaru would be writing before ten minutes was up. However he also wanted to make sure that his... plaything, would last and selected a cock ring shaped like a snake biting its own tail. 'A snake for a snake, how appropriate.' Jiraiya thought.

He had estimated the size Orochimaru was when he had watched him shower after a mission a few months before hand, and from the look of it, things hadn't changed. Orochimaru still looked as sexy then as he did now. Jiraiya couldn't wait to fuck him through whichever surface he ended up on. Making sure that he had Orochimaru's full attention, he slowly slipped on the cock ring. He had been tempted to do it while Orochimaru had been passed out, however it wouldn't have been so much fun.


Orochimaru's eyes, which had closed for a moment, snapped open at the feel of the cock ring being pushed along his length. "Jiraiya, take that thing off." He snarled, knowing that he had no way to make him do so, at least not at the moment. He would remedy that when he perfected his jutsus. However until then, Jiraiya had him by the balls... literally. "Jiraiya, you are so dead when I get free!" The white-haired man didn’t say a word, just turned his attention onto other things. While his snake was hissing about the unfairness of his situation, Jiraiya had been playing with the vibrator, smearing on some lubrication.

“Don’t be so sure, Orochi-chan.” Jiraiya said. You may actually enjoy this.” He heard a disbelieving snort from his captive. He put some of the gel that he had been using on the vibrator over his fingers and pushed one digit into Orochimaru’s body, hearing a pained hiss. He then moved his finger around before adding a second, seeking out the bundle of nerves. He found it a moment later, hearing Orochimaru’s hissing change to a gasp just confirmed it. “I knew that you’d like it.” Then, without warning, he pushed the larger vibrator in before turning it on. He ignored the cries from Orochimaru, instead he prepared an injection that would knock Orochimaru unconscious and a second that would reverse the effects of the first.

Orochimaru screamed in frustration. He wanted to come, but the ring stopped that. “Jiraiya, I swear that you’ll regret this.” He spat, however Jiraiya only laughed as he appeared in Orochimaru’s sight again. He was just about to snarl something else at the other man, however a kiss and a tongue pushing its way into his mouth stopped his tirade. Orochimaru bit the offending muscle, and then he felt the prick of a needle as it was inserted into his thigh. A moment later and he blanked out, only to awaken tied to a table.

“Naughty, naughty snake.” Jiraiya said as hot wax was dripped onto Orochimaru’s chest. Two more drops followed, one to each nipple. Orochimaru refused to even open his mouth however that lasted until a fourth drop was dripped onto his sack, making him scream. Jiraiya watched as Orochimaru writhed under the onslaught until he got bored. He wanted to finish the game off, so he extinguished the candle. Orochimaru hissed an unbelievable threat at the white-haired male, who moved to the bottom of the felt-covered table before pulling the vibrator out of his ‘playmate’s’ ass. “You look so inviting, Orochi-chan.” Jiraiya said as he stripped off his clothing, and mounted the table. “I don’t think that I can wait much longer. Your body is so sexy, even bound to the table as you are.”

“Fuck you.” Orochimaru snarled, then he felt the tip of Jiraiya’s cock brush against his wide-open hole. Orochimaru’s eyes closed, not wanting to see Jiraiya’s smug expression. He felt Jiraiya force his cock into his widened ass. The vibrator had widened the way, however Jiraiya was much bigger than the vibrator had been, both in width and in length. He felt violated, he felt used, and he felt good.

Jiraiya started a quick pace the moment that he entered Orochimaru’s body. The heat, the tightness, drove him on. “I want to see your eyes, Orochimaru.” Jiraiya said, giving a particularly hard thrust when the other didn’t do what he ordered. Orochimaru yelped in surprise and his eyes flew open. “That wasn’t so hard was it, Orochi-chan?” He laughed. “Maybe we should do this more often.”

“Trust me, I won’t let you near my ass ever again, you smug, egotistical, white-haired menace to polite society.” Orochimaru snapped, making Jiraiya smirk.

“Need I remind you who likes to use ‘fuck’?” Jiraiya said. “It’s the same one who is playing ‘uke’ to my ‘seme’.” He laughed again as he saw the irritated expression on his teammate’s face. “You’ll make some man a wonderful wife some day.” Before Orochimaru could give his feelings on that subject, Jiraiya bit a wax-covered nipple, pulling the wax off the skin. The feeling made Orochimaru moan. “You like that?” Jiraiya asked before repeating the same treatment on the other nipple.

Orochimaru hated his betraying body, and Jiraiya knew he could play him to perfection. His gold eyes closed, and suddenly he felt his arms being released from the bonds on the table, but before he could take advantage of it, Jiraiya had secured him once more, crossing the arms over before tying them down once more. Jiraiya then pulled out of his warm sheath, and did the same thing with the rest of Orochimaru’s body, manoeuvring him to rest on his hands and knees. “Raise your head.” Jiraiya said, yanking on Orochimaru’s hair when he didn’t do what he said. Orochimaru then looked up and saw a mirror reflecting the sight of Jiraiya behind him. The sight transfixed Orochimaru, taking a deep breath when he felt Jiraiya push into him once more.

It didn’t take long for Jiraiya to release his seed into Orochimaru’s body, once he knew the other was watching him as he used his body for pleasure. Once he was satisfied, he realised that Orochimaru was moving uncomfortably. It took the white-haired man a few minutes to realise why the raven-haired man was… unhappy. The cock ring was still in place. The younger man took a moment to run a hand down Orochimaru’s back, before slipping around his waist to the cock ring. He quickly found the release clasp and discarded the cock ring before his hand stroked Orochimaru’s freed erection. With only two strokes Orochimaru came with a loud cry.

The next thing he knew was his back feeling as though it was on fire and a kiss between his shoulder blades. “What did you do now?” Orochimaru moaned, moving his arms and legs. “Did I play that part good enough for you?” Jiraiya smirked as Orochimaru sat up. If there was one thing about the older team member, and that was that he was a good actor.

“More than believable.” Jiraiya said, showing the blade to the snake-summoning member. Orochimaru licked his blood off of the blade, gold eyes dark with desire.

“You do know that it won’t stay, don’t you?”

“Means that we shall just have to reaffirm it often then.”

Orochimaru snorted. “As if. You’re seme for your birthdays only.” Jiraiya pouted. “Okay, your birthdays and holidays.”

“Birthdays, holidays and weekends and you’re on.”