Naruto's Fetish (Remastered)

BY : BigE2955
Category: Naruto > General
Dragon prints: 65608
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This story is not meant for profit, but rather for the enjoyment of both the writer and the readers.

Okay. I promised more details in the summary, and for those that actually care, here they are.

I was not happy with the way Naruto's Fetish turned out. Originally, I had planned for 2 or 3 chapters... but, in the end, it was a twelve chapter clusterfuck. I loved writing it, and I got a lot of reviews and praise for it, but I wasn't happy with the way it ended up. So... I've decided to remaster it. Completely redone - the same basic premise, but properly plotted out and with (I hope) a much better story.

So... here it is. The first chapter. I hope you guys enjoy.


Everyone had a fetish.

It was just a fact of life, after all. Everyone had some sort of kink, something unique that drove them wild in a way that nothing else could.

For Uchiha Sasuke, it was anal. The idea of taking a woman’s ass was intoxicating to him, and every time his wife was willing, he greedily pounced on the opportunity to pound her from behind.

For Uchiha Sakura, it was to be dominated. She wasn’t that depraved, nothing like collars or leashes, but a good tug on her hair and some dirty talk from her loving husband never ceased to get her off.

For Uzumaki Hinata, it was - embarrassingly - cum. She loved the taste of it, and although her husband had never had the most prestigious of loads, she had always enjoyed scooping out the few drops she could after sex, and popping them into her mouth once her hubby was fast asleep beside her.

And for Uzumaki Naruto… it was something that he had never, ever dared to mention to anyone, save for his wife. You see, Naruto wan- no, needed to be cuckolded. He wanted to see a long cocked man sleep with his wife in front of him, to take her on top of their marital bed, to hear her moans and cries as she was fucked by another man.

It was his deepest, and darkest secret.

But, fetishes simply didn’t go away. You have to remember, the Elemental Nations was a very conservative society. Pornography was rare, and cuckolding pornography was nearly, if not entirely impossible to find anywhere. And oh yes, he had tried, and failed.

He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. And so, he had asked his wife for a chance to fulfill his fantasy. She was obviously rather taken aback… and the thought of sleeping with another man both excited and frightened and disturbed her in equal amounts… and yet, Naruto had asked. She would do anything, anything for her husband, the person she loved without bounds.

And so, she had agreed. But, on one condition - it couldn’t be some stranger off of the street that he paid. It had to be someone that they could trust dearly, someone who wouldn’t blab Naruto’s secret, and disgrace their family to the whole village.

There was a… slight problem, however. Who would be the man to do it?

Shikamaru was his first thought, but he was quickly factored out. He didn’t know Temari personally - but even Naruto had been privy to the story of the lazy Nara falling asleep in the middle of sex… something he wouldn’t want repeated in his own bedroom.

Chouji was much too soft hearted to even consider the idea of cheating on Karui. Even if he knew that both Naruto and Hinata were on board, the idea of the ‘big-boned’ Akimichi doing something like cuckolding him was plain ridiculous.

Sai was just… ugh. Being called ‘Dickless’ was bad enough. Naruto didn’t want to know what kind of nicknames his emotionally retarded friend could come up with if he let him in on that sort of secret.

Shino… no.

Kiba was like a brother to Hinata. Which would be weird, weird enough that Naruto couldn’t even consider the dog lover as a serious candidate.

Lee… was just too much of a sweetheart, the same as Chouji, to even consider sleeping with another man’s wife.

It was a lost cause. And so, as the years ticked by, Naruto simply gave up hope on ever having his fantasy fulfilled. The village changed with the times, as did its people. He and Hinata had two beautiful twins, Himawari and Boruto, who they loved more than life itself.

Well over a decade had passed, since he had first discuss his cuckolding fetish with Hinata. And yet, Naruto had never forgotten.

The blonde took a deep breath, as he sunk into the steaming hot water of Konoha’s famous hot springs. A sense of warmth spread throughout his body, as the stress of being Hokage was slowly eased away by the water’s warm caress.

It was the first time in a long while that he’d been afforded a day off - courtesy of his protege.. Konohamaru had volunteered to take up the paperwork for that day. After all, the grandson of the Sandaime was himself in training to become Hokage himself someday.

Two hot springs had been requisitioned. One for the boys… and the other, for the girls.

“You guys alright over there?” Naruto called, his voice carrying easily through the flimsy wooden wall.

“We’re fine, Naruto!” Sakura shouted back. “The water’s great!” The pinkette was snickering every now and then, as Hinata’s rather large breasts continuously floated to the surface, much to the ex-Hyuga’s embarrassment.

Naruto grinned. “Oi, teme, hurry up!” he yelled into the dressing room, the door wide open. “The water’s gonna get cold if you take too long!”

“Shut up, dobe.” Sasuke grumbled a moment later, stepping out into the open room - a towel wrapped around his waist. “It’s not my fault that I actually take care of my things… instead of just throwing them onto the floor, like some people.” He gave Naruto a pointed look.

The blonde rolled his eyes. “Blah, blah, blah, whatever.” he said. “Come on, hop in!”

Sasuke sighed. His fingers unclasped… and with a soft thud, the towel dropped to the floor.

Naruto’s eyes widened.

Holy shi-

“Is… something wrong…?” Sasuke asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

“Nothing.” Naruto said, averting his gaze as quickly as he could manage, his ears tinted a shade of pink. “Just… give me some warning before you flash me next time.”

Sasuke chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind,” the Uchiha said, slipping into the water opposite Naruto. He leaned against the wall of the spring, closing his eyes and soon falling into a sort of meditative state.

Naruto swallowed. That… that couldn’t have been real. Could it?

Fuck. He hadn’t meant to catch an eyeful, and yet, he had. And now, the image of Sasuke’s incredibly long and thick member was imprinted in his brain. And it hadn’t even been hard. He was surprised that his old rival could even fucking walk with a beast of that magnitude dangling between his legs.

Then, it hit him. Like a train slamming into a broken down car, Naruto got an idea - something that he hadn’t even thought of before.

Sasuke… Sasuke was the perfect man for the job. He was dependable, and could easily keep a secret. He was Naruto’s best friend. And with Sasuke packing that sort of heat down below… he easily fit the archetype of the ‘classic’ bull, with his massive cock ready to pound Hinata into submission.

Naruto felt himself harden at the thought. Yes…! Yes! He was almost bouncing up and down in glee. He had never been so happy to see his old friend back in the village, even though it had been nearly six years since he had returned from his journey of protecting Konoha from forces unknown.

The rest of the day went by in a whirlwind.

The next day, Naruto arranged a meet up with Sakura at Ichiraku’s. Why? Well… cuckolding fetish or not, he was still prideful. He wasn’t going to stroll up to Sasuke - his best friend and greatest rival - and go, “Hey! Want to fuck my wife while I watch?”. That was not happening.

And so, over a bowl of slowly cooling miso ramen, Naruto slowly confessed his secret to Sakura. Perhaps it had been his upbringing, alone and isolated by everyone. Always on the sidelines, watching the other kids play as he swung on his swing. But... the idea of a man climbing on top of his wife, claiming her in front of him… it drove him wild like you wouldn’t believe.

“So…” Naruto finished, his bright blue eyes refusing to meet Sakura’s emerald gaze. “Could you just… talk to the teme? And… and see if he would be willing?”

Sakura opened her mouth, and yet, no words came out. She was in shock. Complete and utter shock. The Uzumaki Naruto, the man who she had seen claw through hell and brimstone, a… a cuckold? It would shake anybody’s world.

“Is…” the pinkette began. Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat, her hands shaking slightly. “Is… is Hinata alright with this?” she squeaked out.

“I’ve… uh… I’ve talked it over with her.” Naruto said. “She’s on board. If… if you’re willing Sakura-chan, all you have to do is convince Sasuke, and I-” He took a deep breath. “I’ll be in your debt, to say the least. This is something I’ve wanted for a long, long time… and you can’t even imagine how happy I would be if you did this for me, Sakura-chan.”

Sakura stared at him.

Her first instinct… well, she wasn’t sure what she had thought at first. It was an odd thought, to imagine her husband sleeping with Hinata, with Naruto watching no less. And yet… the desperation in her long time friend’s eyes. The plea in his expression.

If she said no… she would be hurting him. And hurting Naruto was like kicking a puppy - something that no sane person could do without feeling guilty.

“Alright…” Sakura said, after a long moment. “I’ll… I’ll, uh… I’ll talk to him, Naruto.” She reached over, awkwardly patting his thigh. “Tonight, I guess. I’ll give you a call and… erm… tell you what he says. Okay?”

Naruto flashed her a smile. “Thank you, Sakura-chan.” he said, voice hardly above a whisper.

She smiled as well, although it was clearly strained. “It’s… no problem, Naruto.” Sakura said.


Sakura had long since resigned herself to the fact that her husband was always rather… emotionally stunted, to put it simply.

She couldn’t blame him for it. To watch your family be murdered… it was a fate she could scarcely imagine, and something that she wouldn’t wish on her most fearsome of enemies.

He was cold. He was a bit of an asshole.

And yet, he more than made up for his coldness on the outside, with the sheer passion and fierceness he carried beneath the sheets. He was an untamed animal, and all Sakura could do was brace herself and hang on as he did what he wanted to her body, bringing her to countless orgasms in the process.

Afterwards, as she and Sasuke bathed in the afterglow of their ferocious love making, she decided to spring the question.

“Baby,” she whispered, her head resting against his muscled chest. “There’s something that… um… I don’t know how to say this.” She chuckled.

Sasuke played with a strand of her hair, mismatched eyes trailing the length of her nude body again and again. “What is it, Sakura?” he said.

Sakura sighed. “Naruto wanted me to ask you to… do something for him.” A pause. “Something that he was embarrassed to ask you himself.”

“If he forgot about his and Hinata’s anniversary again-” Sasuke began, with an exasperated tone.

“No, no, no.” Sakura said, throwing her head back and laughing, a grin on her face. “Something else. You see… Naruto… Naruto wants you to sleep with his wife.”

A beat.

What?” Sasuke said.

“You heard me,” Sakura said. “Actually - let me rephrase that. Naruto wants you to sleep with his wife… in front of him.”

Sasuke stared at her, mouth agape. “This… this isn’t funny, Sakura.” he growled.

“Do I look like I’m laughing?” she said. “I’m just telling you what he told me. He has… he has some kind of kink, that lets him get off to that kind of stuff. It would really mean a lot to him, you know.”

“No… no way!” Sasuke murmured. “I’m not going to… to fuck his wife in front of him. What kind of sick joke is this?”

Sakura shook her head slightly. “He’s your best friend, Sasuke.” she said, poking him in the chest. She put a hand on her chin. “And… I guess if you do this…” A crafty grin spread across her face. “If you do this for Naruto… I think I can see some anal in your future. What do you think, Sasuke?”

He froze. She had hit him in his one weak spot. His wife didn’t have the largest breasts, the widest hips, or the smallest forehead… but she had a fucking amazing ass.

Sasuke glared at her. “Fine.” he grumbled. “I’ll- I’ll do it.”

Sakura reached up, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. She fumbled in the dark for a moment, before swiping her phone off of the nightstand. A few swipes later, and she was in her contacts, tapping the dial button beside Naruto’s name.

Naruto picked up on the second ring.

She pressed the phone to her ear.

Yeah?” Naruto said.

“He said yes.” Sakura replied.

“He did?!” Naruto blurted, sounding as if he had knocked over something in his excitement. “Sweet! Alright… uh… have him come over to my house tomorrow night at… let’s say eight o’clock. You got that?”

“Tomorrow, eight o’clock.” Sakura repeated. “Got it. Talk to you later, Naruto.”

See you.

Click. The call went dead.

Sasuke sighed.

He had a nasty feeling in his gut, an instinct prickling at his mind. Sasuke was incredibly perceptive - and right now, he felt as if a delightful round of anal with his beautiful wife wasn’t worth the trouble this… this fetish of Naruto’s would cause.

Oh well. It was too late to go back now, he supposed.


It was a rather calm night - with no clouds in the sky, nor gusts of wind to destroy the tranquility that had settled over Konohagakure.

Sasuke took a deep breath, mismatched eyes staring blankly at the door in front of him.

A quick glance at his phone told him what time it was, 7:59.

With only a flicker of hesitation, he reached forward, and knocked on the hardwood of the door.

A few moments passed, and then, it swung open - revealing Naruto. “Sasuke…!” he greeted. “Uh…” Naruto rubbed the back of his neck, a rather… awkward aura surrounding him. “Thanks for doing this. Really.”

“It’s… no problem.” Sasuke murmured.

Hinata was behind Naruto, the pale eyed woman refusing to meet Sasuke’s gaze.

Both of them were clad in thin white kimonos, and although Naruto only looked rather uncomfortable, Hinata’s face appeared as if it were on fire with how red she looked.

He looked at her for a moment, noting the obvious curves that swelled beneath the fabric. Well… at least it wouldn’t be that hard to do something like this. He delighted in his wife’s incredible body, but it was clear that Hinata had the same sort of beauty around her as well.

Sasuke sighed. “Let’s… go ahead and get this over with.” he said, biting the inside of his cheek. “Where’s your bedroom?”

Naruto snapped to attention. “Just follow us!” he said, a slight grin on his face. He wound an arm around Hinata’s shoulder, pulling her close and planting a kiss on her cheek. “Thank you so much for doing this, baby.” he whispered into her ear.

“I-it’s n-no problem…” she murmured back.

The three of them strode to the bedroom, Naruto gently closing the door behind them.

There was a chair beside the bed that the blonde sat down. “Alright.” Naruto murmured. “Just… start, I guess.”

Hinata swallowed. And then, gently, she peeled off her kimono.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. ‘So that’s what she was embarrassed about.’’ he mused.

She stood in front of him, her face a thick shade of crimson. Clad in a pair of lacy dark violet lingerie, she looked breathtaking. The bra seemed a size too small, struggling to contain her rather large breasts. The thong seemed even tighter, the outline of her snatch clearly visible through the fabric.

“Hmm…” Sasuke hummed, as he folded his arms over his chest.

Naruto grinned. “I know you’re more of an ass man…” the blonde began. “But I made sure Hinata was nice and dressed up for you. To make it… erm… easier.”

The Uchiha nodded. “Get on the bed,” he told Hinata. He peeled his clothes off, stripping down to just his boxers. He folded the garments up, setting them down carefully onto a dresser.

Hinata gulped, catching an eyeful of the significant bulge that Sasuke possessed, before quickly flitting her gaze away. She climbed onto the bed, easing herself onto her back.

Sasuke crawled onto the bed as well, a curious glint in his eye. He watched out of the corner of his eye, as Naruto shed his own clothes.

‘That… explains a lot.’ Sasuke thought, glancing at Naruto’s obviously erect member. It was… maybe four inches in length, and that was him being generous. It wasn’t puny… but it was easily below average, and practically nothing compared to his own member.

He bit his lip. He wasn’t interested in shaming Naruto like this - but he had asked for this.

With a sharp jerk, he yanked his boxers down - freeing his hardened cock.

Hinata gasped. What… what in the kami’s name was that thing? It was… massive. Majestic. So thick, so long, throbbing veins and muscles running along the length of his member. She merely gaped at it for a moment, her pale eyes the size of dinner plates.

Sasuke felt a sly smirk curl across his lips.

He would have to take this slow, that much was obvious. Considering Naruto’s size… more likely than naught, she would be as tight as a virgin. And Sasuke wasn’t interesting in hurting his best friend’s wife with his mammoth cock.

Sasuke advanced forward, Hinata cowering as his mighty member pressed eagerly against her thigh, smearing drops of precum across her skin. With a yank on her hips, he pulled her close, her body laid bear before him. Every inch of it, from the creamy skin of her neck, all of the way down to her smooth and long legs.

She flinched, as his fingers slinked behind her back. Naruto would struggle for ages and ages to unhook her bra, and yet Sasuke managed it easily - pulling the garment away, and discarding it onto the floor. Her breasts spilled free from their confines, the large globes topped with rosy nipples.

He leaned down. One hand gently squeezed one of her tits, his mouth working over the other one - tongue swirling around her nipple. All the while, he gently rocked his hips against hers, his enormous member rubbing against the fabric that covered her slit.

Hinata bit her tongue, to stop the mewl that strained to break free from her throat. She groaned as he teased her nipple with his teeth, and bit back another mewl as he gave her breast a good grope.

As much as he enjoyed playing with her bountiful breasts, he knew that Naruto was waiting for some more… action. He cast a quick glance at the blonde, who was greedily stroking his member, that same bright obnoxious grin on his face.

Sasuke sighed, before pulling back more. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her thong, before gently pulling it off - discarding it behind him without a care in the world.

He took a moment to examine her shaven snatch, running a hand over the vulva, spreading her pink folds a tad. She was just like Sakura, able to grow incredibly wet just after some simple foreplay. Her juices were already dripping copious amounts from her slit, dripping onto the sheets.

Another gasp escaped her, as he pressed the tip of his member against her entrance. “Shh…” he said, placing a finger against her lips. “This might hurt a bit.” And then, with a soft pump of his hips, he slid inside of her.

Hinata jolted. Her lips formed a tiny ‘O’, her fingers digging into the sheets. It felt… it felt as if a sword had pierced her. It stung a bit at first, before gradually feeling better, and better, as her walls grew used to the massive invasion. She glanced down, and realized something…

… he had only put an inch of that thing inside of her. Only an inch. And there… oh kami, there were at least eleven, maybe twelve more to go.

Sasuke smirked.

His hands on her hips, he continued to feed his enormous monster into her. Inch after inch, he burrowed into her incredibly hot and wet pussy - quickly reaching uncharted territory, parts of her that had never been touched before.

He could almost laugh at the look on her face, clearly torn between pleasure and horror, perhaps horror at how good he was starting to feel inside of her.

Sasuke leaned down, until his breath was tickling her ear.

“How does it feel…?” he whispered teasingly.

“Shut up…” Hinata grumbled, through gritted teeth. “Shut up.” She groaned, arching her back as he finally reached the halfway mark inside of her. “S-Size… size doesn’t matter to me.” she whispered. “Maybe… maybe Sakura-san… maybe Sakura-san likes t-this. But… Naruto-kun…” Another groan. “Naruto-kun will always be better.”

Sasuke didn’t respond, although he couldn’t help the thin smile that appeared on his face.

He prided himself on the degree of control he wielded over his body. Now, he wasn’t a stamina freak or anything like that - he couldn’t last forever, but he certainly prided himself on how long he did last. And… on the other hand, he could force himself to come on command as well. And judging by the way Hinata was feeling, her inner walls grasping at his member like a lifeline, he knew that she was already well on her way to cumming herself.

Possibly his favorite part of making love, was making his lover cum. His record with Sakura was… much to her constant annoyance, ten seconds. A harsh thrust, and a good nudge of her clit, and she had came like a train wreck. A night that he brought up often, mostly because he found it cute when she tried to explain it off as ‘just a fluke’, or something of that sort.

And now… for the same finishing blow. The one-two punch.

He drew back until just the tip was left in… and then thrust in, his member grounding against her G-spot. At the same time, he nudged her engorged clit. Just like that, fireworks went off inside of Hinata’s mind.

“Argh…!” she groaned. Her walls tightened around him in a vice grip, her eyes rolling back into her head. She shook and shook beneath him, before stilling. Her chest heaved up and down, her indigo hair in disarray - as if she had just been through a marathon round of sex, despite the fact that it had lasted less than ten minutes.

Sasuke smirked, shaking his head slightly.

He pulled himself free of her cunt, and as if on cue, blew a load onto her stomach - bathing her navel in hot and sticky cum. Hinata could only stare at him, eyes half lidded as his warm essence coated her.

Sasuke chuckled. He eased himself off of the bed, his still hardened member dripping a mixture of cum and her juices. He wiped himself off with the sheets, before turning to Naruto.

“Satisfied?” he asked.

Naruto flashed him a massive grin. “Oh… oh hell yeah, I’m satisfied.” he said. “Fucking - ugh… thank you, thank you so much, teme.” The blonde felt harder than he had been in years.

As Sasuke began to dress, Naruto threw himself onto the bed. In an instant, he had inserted himself into his wife, and began to thrust in and out of her, his grin only widening as he inhaled the musky scent of Sasuke’s cum that still stained her chest.

With his friend slipping out of the room a moment later, the married couple were left to their own devices.

Now… Naruto wasn’t going to lie, he wasn’t anywhere near as well endowed as Sasuke was. But he knew his wife, and he knew her body like the back of his hand. After twenty minutes, he managed to bring her to a shuddering orgasm, he himself depositing a small load inside of her at the same time.

He fell onto the bed at her side, huffing and puffing. “Fuck…” Naruto muttered, running a hand through his blonde hair. “That was… that was awesome.”

Hinata gave him a shaky grin. “It was… cool.” She wouldn’t admit it to Naruto - but being with Sasuke had been… pretty damn nice. And the way Naruto had come after her with such ferocity… kami, if he was like that every night…

Naruto propped his head up with an elbow. His gaze drifted to her abdomen, which was bathed in the long since dried cum of Sasuke - her normally pale skin a shade lighter where his seed had marked her.

“We have to do that again.” he murmured. “I mean… uh… if you’re alright with it, that is.” A pause. “It was just… that was… amazing, honey.”

Hinata glanced at him. “Are… are you sure, baby?” she asked.

“I’m sure.” Naruto said. “Fuck…” He groaned as he slid back on top of her, his (relatively) puny erection pressing against her thigh.

In the end, Hinata reluctantly agreed. The way Sasuke had looked at her, the way he had played with her body… it had exhilarated her in a way she was afraid to admit to even her husband. And just as she had mentioned earlier… if Naruto came after her like that after every round with Sasuke…

What was the harm in it? Nobody was hurt. Sasuke got a nice and hot pussy to fuck. Naruto got a chance to fulfill his fantasy. And Hinata got a chance to sleep with a hot stud, and then her husband, all in one night. It was a win-win-win situation.

“Alright…” she whispered, as he pressed his member against her entrance. “We can do it again.”

Naruto grinned. “I love you so much,” he murmured, as he entered her.

A thin smile curled her lips. “I love you too.” Hinata replied.


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