Going down?~Naruto penthouse letter~ (Naru/Sasu)

Dear Penthouse,

This is something that happened to me this weekend at the Konoha mall. You’re not gonna believe me but..I swear to Kami sama it’s true.

It was just an ordinary Saturday, nothing special about it. The only thing I had planned for the day was to buy the latest season of Bleach, and maybe check out this one series my best friend is hooked on called Death Note. Go back home, lock myself inside and watch tv till my eyes fell out and eat ramen and candy till my teeth decayed. But anywho, none of that matters here really..

So, I had been to the video store and gotten what I came for, and was heading for the garage. Now.. the garage in Konoha mall is in the basement, and you can either take the stairs down, or you can take one of the many elevators. I usually take the stairs since I’m naturally hyper and use every chance I can get to burn of some steam. But this day the elevator just happened to stand ready for me when I walked past it, so I figured, ‘what the hell..’ right. Besides, I really wanted to get home to check out Renji’s hot ass.

But as faith will have it, nothing can go my way. Of course the gods cursed me and let the biggest bastard in school enter the tiny compartment with me before it descended back down into darkness. Gods! You have no idea how much I hate this guy. He is such an uptight prick, and all the girls at school just love him. I have no idea what they see in the rotten bastard.

Alright, alright.. I’ll admit he looks good. With his raven black hair framing his elfin face just so perfectly complimenting his pale skin. Not too pale. But a nice pale.. I dunno. Someone would call it alabaster maybe. Or maybe like cream, you know that super sweet cream that tastes really good in a cup of hot chocolate, the one that makes you just wanna lick at it, savour the taste.. And he had the blackest eyes ever, like two deep wells that you can drown in. But anywho, I’m rambling again.

Point is, he is a bastard, and I’ve always hated him for stealing my one true love. Ok, fine.. so maybe he didn’t steal her per se.. but she adores him. And whenever he’s around, she acts like he is a superstar or something. Swaying her hips and flashing cleavage.. And the things this bastard says to me.. you wouldn’t believe it! It’s like he has his heart set on making my life suck even more than it already does by making me look like an idiot all the time. Always sending snide remarks my way, making the other kids laugh at me. Yeah.. I guess you could call him a bully. Not one of those that push you around or hit you. No, he is much more slick than that. Being a prissy, spoiled ice bitch about everything. And I’m the only one that sees it. It’s just too damn frustrating really!

And the one thing he loves to make fun of me for, is that I’m bisexual. He caught me sucking off a guy in the janitors closet once.. long time ago, and he just can’t get over it. Shit!

I! Hate! Him!

Anywho! We were standing there trying the best to ignore one another, I have no idea what he was doing, but I was looking at the little green numbers indicating our floor level change agonisingly slow. It must have been an old elevator because you could hear how the wires protested against the weight they were forced to haul down.

And then it happened. There was a loud, and I mean loud, BANG. Before we suddenly fell. I guess it wasn’t far. But it was terrifying nonetheless, and I let out a startled yelp before I clung on to the only thing in reach;- him.

I kinda wished we had plummeted down into a certain death when I opened my eyes again and realized we were standing still.. with me holding onto the ice prince for dear life.

That’s what you could call a kick below the belt to my manhood.. or to my reputation at school. Take a pick, maybe both.

I quickly pushed him away and crossed my arms, sending him the best scowl I could while I grumbled under my breath. I don’t remember just what we said to each other but it was something along these lines here:


“Wipe that smug expression off your face teme.”

“You screamed. Like a girl.” (his voice sounded smug too! God! I hate him!)

“Wha.. well. yeah! So what.. The fucking elevator fell! Only emotionless bastards like you don’t scream when the elevator decides to test gravity. And the only reason I grabbed you was because I decided it would be better if you took the initial impact than me, so don’t get any freaky ideas.”

“Whatever Dobe. Just don’t touch me again.”

With this said he headed for the panel and pressed that little button, that we all hope we never have to press in an elevator, calling for help. First now I realized that we were standing still, and the panel that showed our level was just blinking with a large X.

The crackling from the intercom carried a lazy voice, sounding like it was too much trouble to even bother checking what the problem was. Already now I felt scorching ice burning my nerves. My breathing picking up profoundly. I never had a problem with constricted places. And I knew that I would get out eventually.. It was just the prospect of being trapped in a space that was barely bigger than 8 by 7 feet with the biggest idiot on earth.. now that! Scared me shitless.

The lazy voice drawled out something horrible though. This is what it said, - “Yeah.. I can see that you’re stuck right between level one and zero. Now.. I don’t think we can open the doors manually, but I’ll call a repairman. I’m afraid he’s on another job right now..so it’ll be at least two hours.” And with that he cut the connection. Leaving me on the verge of tears, stuck in a tin box with my very own personal tormentor. Yippee, can we hear it for cruel fate?

And to make things worse.. I was hot! And no! I don’t mean like.. sexy hot, I mean like it was freaking warm hot! The damn air conditioning to the elevator must have flunked out when the elevator fell. I could see the bastard sweat too. A little bead was sneaking it’s way down from his hair line.. creeping it’s way down his forehead, and down his chin.

I almost choked when I realized that I wanted to lick that chin. To taste that little drop. Now, I know what you must be thinking, ew? Right.. but I dunno. This is yet another thing that makes me hate him so much. The way he is so perfect in everything! Everything with the bastard is just too annoyingly.. perfect! And I just knew that he would taste good too. And excuse me for sounding like a horny teenager. But that’s just exactly what I am.. a teenager. Yeah.. I’m only seventeen, so I guess it’s normal for me to be thinking like this about, well.. everything. Its not like I’m a virgin or anything.. but that’s not really anything I`m going to get into now, so! onward with my story.


My eyes almost fell out as he wrenched his sweater over his head, dragging his tee shirt with it up-up-up and oh yes!.. there were nipples, two perfect buds on that chiselled chest. He had muscles.. not too much, not too little, but just perfectly so, I guess lean would be a nice way to describe him. Lean, strong muscles. It’s not like I didn’t know that he was fucking hot.. being the captain on the school’s basketball team and all, he was bound to be somewhat fit. But the sight of his taut muscles working as he wrenched the black sweater over his head. Damn!

Fucking sexy..

He seemed to realize that he had flashed me, and tugged his shirt back down fast, and I didn’t miss that content smirk creeping over his face.
“Like what you see retard?” I swear, he said that.. and guess what he said next.. just, just.. gah! Just listen to what he fucking spilled out from that annoyingly delicious mouth of his. He said, and I quote- “I’m sorry, I don’t fuck losers like you, but... I’ll let you fuck me..” He looked away as he said it, and the last part wasn’t really audible..just a whisper. But I heard it.

I fell.. I swear, my breathing stopped and it felt like my head plunged the last feet down, hitting the ground with a loud tha-thunk, (or maybe that was my heart?) while all my blood rushed fast down with it, my dick growing harder than I could ever remember it getting in seconds.
“W-Wha??” I must have looked like a fish, a horny.. gaping.. big eyed fish..

His jet black eyes raked over my body, that smirk settling into his face. I knew that what he had just said was a major contradiction, but hell if I cared.. He! wanted ME.. to FUCK HIM!

“You heard me..” He sauntered over to me, looking like the devil himself with a wicked look in his eyes. All for me...my brain must have stopped working for a second or two, because the next thing I knew, he was leaning against me. The smell of him invading my nose. And if I hadn’t been so turned on by the prospect of fucking his prissy ass.. I would have been pissed, because he smelled just like I knew he would.. perfect. Masculine and sexy..

I had to bite back a moan when he stood with his body stretched against me like that, making sure that I felt every piece of him so hard and lean against me.. So. Fucking. Hot!

I lost every ounce of control when he breathed into my ear, his voice low and seductive, causing the hair on my nape to stand on end..”Fuck me.”

I must have reacted faster than he expected, because he let out the cutest sound when I flipped him over.. pressing myself against his backside, feeling that tight ass of his through the thin fabric of his jeans. And oh god! He felt so good against my hard dick. I rocked my hips once, twice.. trying to hold back a moan while he braced himself on the wall, hands flat against the mirror, spreading his legs for me..

Oh yeah.. there was a mirror there, I guess I failed to mention this earlier. But like in many elevators, one of the walls were completely covered by a mirror. and I was planning on using it for everything it was worth.

Unlike so many people think, I’m not dumb. I understood that when the elevator doors finally opened, we would go right back to how we always used to be. Him being the popular ice prick, and me being the hot headed loser. So I planned on exploiting this for everything I could. I wanted to make him want me. Wanted to make him need me..yeah.. basically, I wanted for him to crave for my dick in his ass.

I let my hands glide under his shirt, feeling that silky smooth skin under there, so hot.. so fucking soft, and the way his muscles quivered under my touch. I took my sweet time revelling in the feeling of him under my hands. Kneading his sides, sneaking a hand under him to pinch a hard nipple. Doing my best to make him moan and rock back against me with that perfect little ass of his. Loving how responsive he was to my touch.

“Just.. fuck me already, we don’t have all day.”

I leaned over him, to kiss his neck with open mouthed kisses, using one hand to steady myself against the wall to keep me from stumbling over him, letting the other sneak down to caress a prominent bulge in his jeans. The tip of his cock peeked out from the top of his pants and I dipped my finger into the slit there, simultaneously grinding my cock against his ass..


He must have felt frustrated, because all of a sudden he pushed away from the mirror with a growl, pushing me away with the same movement. I was just about to let my own frustration be heard when he dropped to his knees, took a hold of my belt and tugged me to him with this hungry look on his face. I swear.. I almost came from that look..and when he started fumbling with my zipper, I wasn’t slow to reach down to help him.

The moment my leaking erection bobbed free, he devoured me. or.. he took my cock in his mouth, tried to swallow it, and discovered his gag reflex. He pulled back and sputtered while he coughed.

“Why don’t you just lick at it, suck at the tip.. while you use your hand to pump the base? Ah god.. just please, try it again.”


He turned those jet black eyes to me before he nodded, doing as I said. His moist tongue licking at my swollen head, his hand taking a grip around my base..I braced myself against the wall.. letting one hand tangle into his black hair, getting sticky from all the hair products the bastard uses to get his hair to stand on end forever - ‘yeah, I’m uke... and get fucked in the ass everyday’-hair style.

But damned.. what he lacked in skill, he made up for in enthusiasm, and he worked his pretty mouth around my cock so beautifully. The way his cheeks hollowed, the way he let his eyes glance up at my face.. a slight red tint to his cheeks. Not to mention the sight of my cock disappearing into that hot mouth of his, while his pretty lips spread around my length. Shit..if I hadn’t been going over the dead puppies mantra in my head. I would have came embarrassingly early.

I had to use force to tug him away from my dick, a disappointed sound coming from his mouth as he released me with a slight pop. “Ah.. I’m gonna cum if you continue like that.” My voice was breathy, and I had to swallow several times before it felt like I could speak normally again.

I walked over to one of my bags and fished out a bottle of lube and a condom from one of them, praising my luck that that was one of my purchases that day. I mean.. how lucky can a guy get?

He eyed me suspiciously, or.. as suspiciously as one can get while sitting on the floor of an elevator jerking himself off. I halfway waited for the all to familiar taunts about me being a fag to come from him, even if he was waiting for me to fuck his ass.. I wouldn’t put it past him to do something like that, so I was actually surprised when he just licked his lips and moaned low. “Hurry Dobe..”

It was with laughter in my voice I answered him “Stop jerking yourself off idiot, or you’re going to cum.”

He glared at me before he stood up, stepping out of his pants and underwear, leaning against the mirror again with his hands, pushing his ass out towards me. “Just.. hurry up.”

I chuckled before I put the condom on. “So fucking impatient, tell me.. is this your first time? Getting fucked in the ass I mean?”

The only answer I got was a low moan, I looked into the mirror and met his eyes. so, so desperate and needy. Shit.. I slicked my dick up with lube, smearing the goo over my fingers at the same time, before I walked over to him and spread his ass cheeks, moaning when that little pink heaven was revealed. I wanted to drop to my knees and lick it, to tongue fuck him, and make him go crazy from my mouth on his hole. But figured he’d freak if I tried that on his first time so I settled for letting one finger circle his puckered hole, before I pushed it inside, and shit! He was so hot.. so fucking tight. I didn’t need to ask if he was an anal virgin again. I had never felt anyone so tight. And god! his reaction.. fuck! the sound that left his mouth, his eyes rolling back, hips thrusting back against my fingers. So, so impatient.

“Aah! Shit.. more..”

I didn’t hesitate to add a second finger, making sure to brush against his sweet spot this time, grunting when he screamed out, a visible shiver racing through him. “Holy.. shit. More”

I stretched him a little more, before I added a third finger “No..no..no. I want your cock. Please, please fuck me with your cock, I don’t want your fingers.”

Fine.. If the bastard wanted it to hurt a little, I wouldn’t deny him a little pain. I pulled my fingers out, leaning down to lick his spine, biting into the flesh there.. his shirt pushed up to his neck. he whined and quivered again when I bit him harder, before I licked at the mark apologetically. Something about having my mark on his skin made me feel so fucking powerful. Like he was my bitch.. and I owned him. I dunno.. I was probably just getting a bit carried away, but I’m still kinda proud I got to mark him like that.

After listening to him whine for a bit I pushed in, slowly.. so, so slow. And god! The sounds he made. So fucking precious..so perfect. He was moaning my name, his cock leaking continuously. And he was so tight, hot... the way his muscles gripped my dick.

I set a hard, brutal pace.. fucking him silly, making him yell out for me. I was pretty sure they could hear us on the outside of the tin box.. but hell if I cared. I drove him to his climax fast, using a hand to pump his dick, the other on his shoulder to make sure he met my thrusts while he held on to the mirror for dear life, trying desperately not to slip down.

My world was spinning, just the sounds he made.. the way his body shook. And when he came.. oh god! His face slack with pleasure, sweat beading on his brow. His cum hitting the mirror. We looked ethereal in that moment. And I tried to keep my eyes open, focussed on the image in front of me when I came with a scream of his name on my lips.

We collapsed to the floor, my dick still in his ass..and he let himself lean back against me, little moans and whimpers still coming from him, his breathing strained. Shit... I still get hard when I think about him like that, boneless and limp, because of something I did. A content smile on his lips.

We sat like that, kissing softly while he rubbed his hands over my body till we heard someone work on the outside. And when a chubby looking man in grey work pants and a greasy tee shirt got the doors to open, we stood leaned back against the wall.. nothing indicating what had just happened. (Although.. now that I think about it, the mall security guy standing next to the repairman did look kinda flushed..and I never really understood why he mumbled ‘too troublesome’ under his breath when we walked out. Not that it matters.. just me rambling again.)

I was right..or partially right anyways. After we got out. Nothing has changed, not at school at least. He still acts like the fucking ice prince, and he still makes snide little remarks about me every chance he gets,
and I still yell back at him. Only now.. when I call him a closet fag, I mean it.

I haven’t told anyone about our little tryst in the elevator though. I haven’t even told anyone about the other incidents either. Sometimes..he comes sneaking into my room at night, begging for my cock. So it’s alright that he treats me like shit at school, because.. in the end, I still get to fuck his tight prissy ass.. and now, I don’t miss the little looks he sends my way, when he thinks no one is looking. Like he is longing for something. Who knows.. maybe someday, he’ll get over his own fears and insecurities.. and maybe, just maybe..he’ll spend the whole night with me..


~The King, Mini Maggit~

(Betaed by the lovely annieme.Please R&R.. pretty please with nekked men fucking on top?? XD.)

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