The High Life

Sasuke sunk into the old armchair, focusing his eyes on the bookshelf across the room. He scanned the titles there, but only because he didn't want to admit it was still rather awkward in the little room. The only one there that he spent any sort of time with outside was Neji. The Hyuuga's and the Uchiha's were friends, in the way that old rich families had friends. They had grown up together because, in the rather small town they lived in, there simply weren't that many people of that social and economic class.

Still though, Sasuke wasn't sure if he would call the Hyuuga a friend per say, but he certainly had more in common with him than anyone else there. So far only a few of the usual boys were there, Kiba was there, but it was his house after all. Kiba was a latch key kid, his parents both worked long hours, so they were never home. He also had a "playroom" built over his garage. That was a bonus. Besides him there was Shino, silent and somewhat intimidating, Gaara, who was mostly the same, only a bit more menacing really, and there was Shikamaru.

The room was filled with chatter, mostly Kiba and Shika arguing about how you were supposed to fill the water chamber on Kiba's brand new hookah filtering in from the little attached bathroom. Neji was talking in a high, rather girly voice to Gaara, whose hand was tangled lightly in the Hyuuga's hair. They had started dating a couple months ago, and that was what brought Sasuke into this stupid little group. Neji had invited him to come along once, saying it might do him some good to pull the stick out of his ass, lord knows it was good for Neji. It was incredibly awkward for Sasuke still though, sitting here quietly in a room full of people he'd never said more than 50 words to since he'd met them.

There was a reason he kept coming though, and that reason chose that moment to make a rather noisy and spectacular entrance. Naruto never did anything quietly though, so it was to be expected. The boy was always smiling, laughing, joking, and his attitude was contagious. He was well known as the only person to make even the ice prince Uchiha crack a smile, a fact that Sasuke scowled at whenever it was brought up. Still, anyone would be blind not to see the boy was handsome, in a goofy sort of way, even if he was spastic enough that he wasn't exactly part of the popular crowd in class.

"Hey guys, Uzumaki Naruto has arrived, the party can begin!" His voice was loud, enough to be heard over the slamming of the door. Kiba popped out of the bathroom grinning like an idiot.

"It's about time. Did you get anything good?" Naruto schooled his expression into one of mock hurt.

"Of course I did, who do you think I am?" He pulled a zip lock bag from his pocket, tossing it lightly to the other boy, who grinned even wider now. He knelt immediately, busying himself with the preparations Sasuke had seen many times before. Sasuke tried to pay attention, but his gaze was drawn to Naruto, who was sitting crosslegged between his own chair and the couch, talking to Gaara animatedly. There was just something about the boy, that made his mouth dry. There wasn't much he could do about it though, he'd have no idea where to even begin.

His thoughts were interrupted by a triumphant cry from the loud mouthed brunette, signaling that he'd been able to make the thing work, and on what Sasuke thought might have been his first try too. Sasuke just shook his head a little, sliding himself back into the armchair, pulling his feet up and tucking them underneath. Kiba giggled and told him he looked like a girl doing that, but Sasuke shrugged it off. It was comfortable after all, and he didn't give a shit what Kiba thought of him anyways.

He watched with rapt attention though, as Kiba took the first hit, holding the smoke in his lungs for a heartbeat before releasing it, the sweet, sticky smell tickling in Sasuke's mouth. KIba passed the nozzle to his left.

X

It didn't take many rounds before Sasuke could feel his body buzzing pleasantly around him. He passed after that, enjoying the now comfortable and familiar feeling creeping through him. He was surprised at how few hits he'd taken to get this high, but he could hear Kiba babbling across the room about the cooling system, and how it reduced the burn, allowing you to take more in each hit. He mulled this information around in his head, his hand fiddling with a small hole in the fabric of his pants, revealing a small glimpse of the pale flesh underneath.

Naruto had disappeared out the door a little while ago, and Sasuke found himself rather irritated at the other people in the room. He really didn't like these people much, and he was sure they only tolerated him because he had enough money to chip in more than his share. He didn't mind that though, the money wasn't really important to him. He did feel weird about it sometimes though, like he was buying his time here or something. He told himself he'd stop, but he told himself that every time he came. The lure was too much though, and spending this time out of the house was probably worth it in and of itself, but having Naruto there made it bearable for him. More than bearable if he was being truthful with himself.

It was then that the door to the main house opened once again, and in slipped Naruto, a plate of nachos in one hand, and a pint of ice cream in the other. He dropped them down on the table with a wide grin.

"Made these earlier, I felt like something crunchy. Good thing I did, eh?" He was congratulated fully for this stroke of genius, and he set them down on the table, beside the curved base of the hookah. Sasuke's heart did a little flutter then, as Naruto plunked down in front of the chair he was occupying, leaning up against the front of it, on the floor. Naruto was close to him, closer than he'd been for awhile, and Sasuke was at a loss as to how to carry this new development. His brain led him in two different directions at once, and he just ended up confused, not sure whether to shy away or lean in to him.

That was how he ended up taking the nozzle again, when it went by him next, pulling down another hit, feeling the light vibrations in his head grow stronger, the mist surrounding that logical part of his mind grow heavier, until he couldn't really think straight. That was also how he ended up shifting, moving forwards a little, until the bare skin of his shin rested against Naruto's shoulder. The contact felt dangerous to him then, his buzz only intensifying the paranoia he felt in that moment, sure that Naruto would turn around then, and punch him in the face.

His heart thundered in his ears, and he held his breath, but no such thing happened. In fact, he was almost sure he felt the tanned boy lean into that small contact the slightest bit, though his mind clamored that he could have imagined that as well. Still, it went better than he feared, almost as good as he felt he could possibly hope for.

X

It was another couple rounds before the group started to dissolve, with Gaara and Neji heading home, and Shika asleep behind the couch. Kiba and Shino sat on either end of that couch, having some deep and philosophical argument Sasuke could neither bring himself to pay attention to or care about. He was too wrapped up in the soft feeling of Naruto's blond hair on his fingers.

He wasn't sure when he had started running his hand through it, but he knew he didn't really have any desire to stop anytime soon. Naruto didn't seem to mind, definitely leaning into the contact, in between little spurts of movement as he interjected something into the conversation happening across the table. He would always return though, laying his head back onto the outside of Sasuke's thigh, and sigh a little as Sasuke returned to his repetitive stroking of the smooth, blond hair before him.

He was so wrapped up in this that he didn't notice Shino leaving, and Kiba wondering off as well, probably to his own bed. It only hit him that they were alone when Naruto pulled back a little, moving to look up at him from his spot on the floor. It startled him, lessening the haze in his brain enough that he blushed deeply, realizing what he was doing. His fingers stilled then, and he moved his leg, his mouth opening to make up some excuse. Naruto managed to actually speak first though.

"Mmm, nooo... Don't stop, Sasuke. S'nice." Sasuke's hand drew back a little at the comment, but as his surprise vanished he started the movement again, less tentatively this time. Naruto moved a little then, pushing back into his leg and letting out a sound of contentment, low and purring, sending shivers up Sasuke's spine and back down to his groin.

He slowed again, when he felt himself slowly twitching into a half hard state. Naruto looked back up at him then, meeting Sasuke's gaze with his own, clouded with mirth and curiosity. Sasuke wasn't sure what it was that shone in his own eyes, but Naruto took it as answer enough to some unspoken question, moving away for a second. In that second, Sasuke was suddenly terrified that the boy was going to run away somehow, he felt suddenly like his secret was bared. That all settled though, when Naruto flopped onto the chair, draping himself clumsily across Sasuke's lap, tanned arms reaching up to balance him by wrapping around Sasuke's neck.

It was then that their eyes met again, and Sasuke's were wide with something halfway between fear and anticipation. They sat there for what seemed like forever, foreheads pressed together, eyes locked, until Sasuke worked up the nerve to raise his arms from their startled grip on the arms of the chair, to wrap them loosely around Naruto's back, ensuring himself the boy would not dart away again. He held the boy close in to him, but it was Naruto who closed the distance between their faces, their lips touching lightly, softly, like a whisper across his skin, though he felt it like an electric shock.

He felt the tanned boy on top of him pull back to let out a series of panting breaths before diving in once more, and Sasuke's hands started moving again, one slipping carefully under the boy's untucked shirt, rubbing soothing circles on the small of the tanned back, the other tangling in that soft hair again, loving the feeling of it slipping through his fingers again and again. It didn't compare to the feeling of those lips on his own though, that was better than anything else he'd ever felt. That was, until the boy on his lap shifted, rubbing his half hard member into full attention, causing his breath to hiss and catch in his throat.

Naruto giggled into his mouth, and he could feel the noise more than hear it. It caused him to blush slightly, shifting a little to move the boy off of it, to relieve the pressure. Naruto wouldn't have it though, moving again, so he was straddling Sasuke's lap, the boy's member once again pressed into him. The muscles in his thighs were powerful, and he clamped himself there, not letting Sasuke even think of moving him again. It was only when the boy gave up that he relaxed, leaning in again to capture Sasuke's lips and swallow the harsh moan he drew forth, bucking himself against the boy's hardness, reveling in the feeling of it, pressing against the flesh of his ass.

Sasuke gasped when Naruto's hands slipped into his shirt, pushing it upwards just enough to roll his tanned fingers over Sasuke's nipple, eliciting a delicious moan that he swallowed abruptly, his tongue drawing another one to follow as it slid across, behind Sasuke's teeth. Sasuke's hands came up to tangle in the blond hair, pulling the boy's head forward, holding it close to his own. Naruto shifted in his lap again, and he hissed in pleasure. His eyes were half lidded with lust, clouded and murky, but they sprung open in an instant when one of Naruto's hands fell down to his bulge, caressing it through the fabric of his pants, so close to his own erection that Sasuke could feel the heat of it.

Naruto smiled sleepily at this, and popped the button open, sliding down the zipper and slipping his hand inside. Sasuke's mouth opened in a low, breathy moan, the fire burning in his stomach only growing at the contact. Suddenly, that wasn't enough for him though, and he reached down to claw at the back of Naruto's shirt, trying to draw it up and over the boy's head. His coordination was still off though, so it took him a couple tries before he succeeded, tossing the shirt away and slipping off his own in the process.

He pulled Naruto back against him then, enjoying the hot slide of skin on skin as their chests touched and moved. Naruto was the one to mewl this time, his voice high and breathy, thick with desire. It made Sasuke shiver. He gripped onto Naruto's hips, gently grinding them into his own, pulling sweet sounds from Naruto's mouth, and lapping them up before they even passed his lips. It was Naruto who reached for his pants first, popping the button, and struggling to get them off without standing up. Sasuke couldn't help but smile, motioning for the boy to stand up.

The minuted the blond was on his feet, Sasuke had Naruto's pants and underwear around his ankles, pushing him backwards to step out of them, all the while without disconnecting their lips. He pushed Naruto backwards, against the couch. The boy tripped slightly when the back of his knees hit it, and he went tumbling backwards, pulling Sasuke down after him with a little, girlish scream. It dissolved into giggles once he was down though, sprawled across the couch with Sasuke between his legs.

Sasuke found himself smiling along with the boy, leaning closer again. He looked deeply into Naruto's eyes, looking for any sign that he didn't want this, any rejection or encouragement. He found nothing but encouragement though, and a sense of amusement. He leaned in, letting his own eyes slide shut as he brought their lips together once again, letting his hands slide over the smooth curve of the boy's hips, down the the soft globes of his ass. They fit perfectly in his hand, and he just enjoyed the feeling, the texture and shape, of them for a moment, before one of his exploring fingers found it's way to the little hole between them, teasing across the surface, feeling it spasm slightly under his touch.

He pushed one finger in, the sweat from his nervous palms providing little lubrication. Still, the finger breached the opening without too much trouble, so he slid in another, pulling back a little so that he could watch the expressions on Naruto's face. The boy seemed comfortable enough though, and Sasuke's stomach wriggled in joy at the prospect of finally being able to do this. He'd sat awake so many night thinking about this, he'd dreamt of Naruto so many times, and now he was here, and the anticipation was killing him. He tried to record every moment of this in his brain in indelible ink, so he could look back on it all later.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and he pulled back, letting Naruto's mouth go. He removed his fingers from inside the boy, and spitting into his hand. He spread the warm liquid over his now painfully hard erection, letting out a quiet hiss of pleasure as his member finally got some more much needed attention. He didn't wait long though, not sure how long he could last living out this fantasy in the flesh. He quickly positioned himself at Naruto's entrance, spreading the boy's legs and propping them onto his shoulders. Naruto moaned at the initial contact, and mewled a little in pain at the first penetration. Sasuke saw this and fought hard to still himself, until Naruto below him was relaxed enough, asking him to go on.

He pushed himself all the way in, slowly, fighting not to climax as he felt this tight heat for the first time. It was heavenly, being inside of Naruto like that. The boy squirmed and bucked beneath him as he pulled back out, and he couldn't suppress the little jump in his arousal at the little noises Naruto made as he pushed back in. He fell into a steady rhythm then, his world reduced to simply him and Naruto, that little room on that old couch. There was nowhere else he wanted to be though, no where else in the world.

His orgasm snuck up on him, and all of a sudden his eyes were shut tightly, and he was moaning, the world dissolving into pure light around him. He must have triggered something in the blond then, because Naruto was moaning as well, and Sasuke felt the warm wet splash of cum across his stomach. He sighed, collapsing slightly on top of Naruto, resting his forehead, damp with sweat, on the boy's tanned shoulder. He felt those arms wrap around his back again, holding him there, close, and he didn't want to move at all, just letting himself fall into a sleep state, aware of the soft and even breathing of the other boy against his ear as he too fell asleep, not noticing when Naruto pulled a small blanket from the couch back over them both.