Do NOT Betray the Suna Brothers

I do not own Naruto. If I did it would be called Kankurou.

This story is not edited. I've gone through a couple of times but I'm sure there are still mistakes.

Warning Extreme Violence

These are the Warnings if any of these turn your guts the wrong way, please don't read this story. I do not want to upset anyone. You are not being forced to read this. If you don't like don't read. Please.

Body Modification
Drug/Alcohol
Violence
Voyeurism
Anal
Bondage
Guro
Humiliation
Incest
Multiple partners
Non-consensual
Orgasm/cumshot
Slash
Watersports/Golden Showers
Yaoi/Hardcore


YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Do NOT Betray the Suna Brothers


“You fucking bitch…” Kankurou’s deep angered voice ripped through the rhythmic sound of flesh against wet flesh, the effort induced grunts and the gurgling bubbling sound of Inuzuka Kiba’s ragged breath through the bloody gag in his mouth, “did you really think you could use and toy with a Sand Shinobi…” Crack. Kankurou’s fist landed squarely to the right side of Kiba’s ribs. The securely chakra string bound dog-nin let out a muffled pain filled howl that gave off a spray of blood that splattered on to the whiskered faced blonde man, tied in the same chakra stringed manner bent over the other end of the large desk. The blond yet again began to flail around in an attempt to free himself to help his friend that was being brutally raped in front of him. “and not get a severe reaction.”

Kiba’s breathing was now being taken in short gasps; he turned his head and tried to look past the swollen red and purple flesh around his eye to see his punisher. Shaking his head and whimpering, he tried to communicate to his captor his error. “Oh what’s that? I have it all wrong, you didn’t…” Kankurou gripped his nails into the blooded and bruised hips of his ex-lover and slammed his angry cock into that torn and bleeding hole. “led me on as your boyfriend for two years, well you were fucking…” another tearingly hard thrust and a punch to the already broken ribs, sent a spray of blood into the face of the blond Hokage. “that bitch you just spit blood on.”

Kankurou thrust deep and let out a hate filled growl as he came into the abused body of the leaf shinobi. The puppet-master leaned over the trembling body, grabbing a hand full of hair he pulled so he could see that battered tattooed face. He licked his tongue up the red fang tattoo it carried a salty copper taste from blood and tears. “I really enjoyed our time together and thought at one point that I had fallen in love with you. You made a fool out of me mutt I don’t appreciate that.” He slammed the others face hard into the desk top as he pulled away.

He turned and walked away from the desk the two young leaf ninja’s were secured to. The sand shinobi looked down his naked body and began to laugh when he saw the blood smeared over his groin and hard abs and watched as it trickled down his strong thighs. He picked up the square shaped bottle of whisky when he got to the small bar that was set up in the Kazekage guest office in the Hokage building. Bring the open bottle to his lips he tilted his head back and let the amber liquid filled him with a burning heat as it traveled to his core. He felt himself calm as the alcohol altered his senses. ‘Must remain clam. Can’t end it too soon. He doesn’t want it to be over fast,’ his mind continued to bring him to calmer state.

“Ya know Kiba; I would have been able to forgive if you had of left it that we were caring fuck friends. Then again no…” Kankurou walked back to his tied ex-lover. Taking a mouthful of the strong liquid he sprayed the cut and battered body, laughing as he flailed and writhed in his bindings. “Cause you were a knowing accomplice to my baby brother’s adulterous boyfriend,” the older brunet roared as he turned his attention to the blonde.

Walking around the desk to stand beside the prone form of the young Hokage, his voice carried a mocking tone, “Uzumaki Naruto the noble and honorable Hokage of Konoha. You really pulled a number on us naive Suna brothers.”

He leaned onto the desk so he was face to face with the enraged younger man. Watching the red bleed in and out of those intense blue orbs he smirked. “You like those chakra strings? It’s something we were developing in Suna to control Gaara if the time ever arose,” he whispered into the blonde’s ear.

“Now if this had been just about you fucking my boyfriend…” He said in a loader more hostile tone, “I would have let you away with what I have given you… a severe beating.” He stood up and took another long drink off the bottle in his hand.

“I can understand this shit happening to a guy like me. I know I’m an asshole and a fucking prick.” The brunet poured some of the alcohol on the bruised and cracked face of the kitsune. A muffled scream escaped the split lips through the gag, as the firey liquid seeped into his eyes and the many impact breaks in his skin. “But I can not allow what you have done to Gaara to go unpunished,” his voice ripped from his throat in vicious snarl, as he smashed the square bottle on the edge of the desk.

“He trusted you Uzumaki and you betrayed him.” He brought the jagged edge of the bottle to the bruised flesh of the blonde’s back. Pressing in deep he made an angled incision from the centre of his shoulder blades to the bottom of his left ribs.

“He looked up to you. Your courage, honesty and noble character in the face of your shared hardships. He loved you.” Again he brought the broken bottle to the abused skin and made the incision in the opposite direction, ending it at his right ribs.

“You were his inspiration to become a better person. To become the great Kazekage and loving member of society he is today.” He made his finally slice of flesh in a horizontal line across the two angled cuts.

He threw the bottle away, as he jumped onto the desk. His voice was laced with sheer hatred as walk to stand in front of the Hokage’s face, “for seven years you convinced him of your love for him, of your faithful commitment, to a man who know nothing of love and trusted only you to show him.”

Kankurou grasped his penis and pointed it toward the blonds freshly cut back. He paused and took a moment to watch the bright red blood pour from his handy work and pool around the blonde’s sides. “For seven years you lied to my baby brother. For that I see you as nothing but scum.” Kankurou relaxed his body and release a satisfied purr as his urine splashed onto the tortured back. He coated the squirming, screaming bastard with his piss, making sure to cover him all. “Do you know what a scarlet letter is? No… In old America they would force those how committed adultery to wear a scarlet letter ‘A’ on their clothing or sometimes brutally brand them with it.” He aimed his stream onto the fresh cuts he had made. “Well you have now been marked. If you should live through today, the next poor bastard to stick his dick in your ass will know of your shameful character.”

His laughter made the stream jump and spurt as he aimed of that yellow hair, causing it to flatten to his cheeks and brow. His deep chuckles became an evil twisted cackle as he heard and felt the other leaf shinobi join his friend in his struggles to become free. Naruto’s screams become an agonized wail when the urine seeped into his tightly squeezed eyes, as much for humiliation as pain. The older brunet mirth died out as he let the last of his release drip onto Uzumaki’s nose.

He began to stroke his cock and massage his balls as he watched his two captives squirm in their bonds. With a kick to the blonde’s face, he walked to the edge of the desk and jumped off. He spoke in a vengeful tone as he moved behind the blood and urine soaked man, still stroking his now hard dick, “Uzumaki you worthless shit, you used my brother as your political whore. It’s time I returned the favor.” He pressed his cock head to Naruto’s entrance. “It seems I’ll be giving you an unintentional kindness, your own blood will be acting as a lubricant to slick my passage.”

He growled as he thrust his body forward impaling the blonde with his raging hard cock. Naruto’s scream from the tearing intrusion cause blood and urine to spray from his gag and splatter on the face of his lover. Kankurou wrapped his fingers in the urine soaked yellow hair, using that grip to increase the strength for his vicious thrusts. With each brutal plunge he made into that torn hole he let out a beastly growl and Naruto let out a filth splattering, choking scream. Pressing the battered face into the foul desk top as he pulled his cock outward and yanking his head back by the hair as he pounded in hard and deep, each time causing the Hokage’s hip bones and groin to be ruthlessly ground into the desk edge. As the sadistic rape continued Naruto’s screams died into the whimpers of a broken man.

“At one time I loved you…” grunt “like a brother, for the life…” the desk made a screeching sound against the floor as it shifted from a particularly violent thrust, “you had given Gaara… but now I can only,” the puppet master buried himself deep into the abused man, roaring out this release in the form of the words, “HATE YOU.”

The brunet pushed himself off of and away from the now limp body. He picked a towel up off the floor near by and began to wipe himself off, starting with his face and hands. He walked toward the large high-backed leather chair against the wall behind the desk. His dark eyes locked with the intense chartreuse gaze of the man seated there. He walked to his side and bent too press his lips against those of the pale redhead, they shared a deep passionate kiss of lovers. When the kiss broke Kankurou placed his lips to the kanji on that pale forehead. “Never again will they hurt you brother,” he whispered in a confident tone.

Standing he walked to the corner and picked up something that had been leaning there. Gaara spoke for the first time in this ‘meeting’ as Kankurou walked back toward the desk. “You can consider this a declaration of war from the village hidden in the sand,” he voice and tone was emotionless and deadpan as always.

Kankurou swung and twirled the bat he held, and then slapped it into his hand as he spoke. “This may hurt… a lot.” An evil grin split his face.