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Dirty Boys	By : hatochan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 861 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Author's Notes

- This is dedicated to Anise, because I've been promising this for the past, I don't know, 3 to 4 months now, lol.

- For Fuyu_no_Akegata, my lovely.

Story Notes

- Part of the TI universe.

- This incident occurs the summer following Tied With A Bow. It is not mentioned in the story, but this occurs during one of Iruka and Mizuki's fallouts; this means that they are in the 3 year dating period mentioned in ST, but they have 'broken up' for a few weeks. I didn't want to bog down the story with seriousness, lol.

- Raidou is 25 and Iruka is 17.

Warnings: GRAPHIC SEX BETWEEN AN ADULT MALE AND A 17 YEAR OLD MALE, ALL CONSENTING. IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, THEN DO NOT READ THIS. Also, biseinen-ai, yaoi, coarse language, etc...

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
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Dirty Boys

It had started innocently enough.
When Iruka had asked for his help in creating a mini obstacle course for his youngest classes, Raidou hadn't given a second thought before agreeing; it was for the good of the village, for the education of future shinobi and a favor for a dear friend. The course had slowly taken shape over the span of eight hours in a bit of forest still inside the village walls. A small stream burbled through the middle of the terrain, allowing for water traps and wide jumps and the ability to create a massive mud pit directly below a long balance beam.
The mud pit was the final and most difficult task, the tokujo was learning as he struggled to move another stack of large rocks to divert some of the creek water into the wide dirt indentation. Iruka had been using huge buckets to haul water to various parts of the course. Some to help in construction, some to be used as obstacles, some to be doused over their heads and dirt streaked bodies as the summertime sun reached its noon peak.
They had already stripped down to their utilities.
" Remind me why we aren't using water jutsu to do this part." Raidou placed the last stone, completing the branch. He watched with a great sense of satisfaction as the water followed his shallow ditch and steadily flowed into the area that the younger chuunin had already flooded with the previous jutsu.
" We needed an actual outlet for the water to continue supplementing what I've already done. If we just left it as is, it would dry out in this heat and I would have something decidedly less soft for the kids to fall into. Your afternoon's work will guarantee that I don't have extra work to do tomorrow. " Iruka called back. He was standing almost knee deep in wet dirt the color of his eyes. " Well, you could have used an earth jutsu to move the soil and rocks, but I figured you just liked the chance to flex those smexy muscles of yours in my presence. " There was a smile below the dark scarred nose.
And Raidou couldn't resist.
A handful of mud impacted with the caramel colored chest, a huge splat pattern centered between the dusky nipples. Iruka looked down, seemingly in shock. Then a wicked grin spread over his face and he was bending over to scoop up return fire. " Think you can take me, oji-san!"
" It's on!" Raidou ducked beneath the missile and rolled over the trampled grass, landing with a splash in the mud pit. He felt the cold sting of a direct hit on his lower back. Some of it trickled down into his pants, squelching between his cheeks. The tokujo didn't let it stop him, lunging for the younger man with gusto.
The forest rang with laughter for quite some time.
" Awwwww, you little butt munch! " Raidou kicked out with his bare foot and swept Iruka off his feet. A handful of brown slime was shoved into the front of the teenager's pants.
Iruka squealed in a very unmanly way and retaliated by pulling Raidou down with him and smearing a huge glob of wet dirt into the scarred face. " Dickwad!"
The larger brunette spit as much mud as he could from his mouth, cringing at the feeling of grit between his teeth. " Oh, you are so dead." Raidou smiled broadly, even knowing his usually pearly whites were now begrimed. Waves of sludge were displaced as he jumped on top of Iruka and grappled playfully, trying to gain the advantage.
It wasn't until he was sitting on his ass, trapped in a side headlock, Iruka threatening to tickle him until he pissed his pants, that Raidou began to notice the little things.
Like how good the cool mud felt against his overheated skin, blocking out the rays of sunlight that penetrated the thick deciduous canopy. And how their bodies slid together, slick with mud and sweat and random streams of creek water. And how loud the boy's heartbeat was, thundering in the chest pressed to the tokujo's ear. This is very nice.

" Give up?" Iruka panted above him, glee singing in his voice.
Instead of responding verbally the older man moved his hands over the lithe trunk, fingers smoothing over the tight muscles, through the thick layer of muck. Raidou smirked openly when the arms around him loosened and fell into an embrace. Now if he would only... The unspoken wish was granted as Iruka's hands carded into Raidou's matted spikes of hair and pulled his face up for a meshing of lips. ... that's right, babe.

Tongues were introduced. Kami! Raidou would never get over how fucking alike Genma and Iruka were when they kissed. He understood it was due to the fact that the older man had taught the younger most of his sensual techniques, but the similarities went further; the very texture of their mouths, the tiny bump of a scar they both had on the left side of their tongues ( Genma's from a senbon, Iruka's from his own canine), how sensitive their upper palates were. But now the taste of Konoha soil was shared between them, adding a unique dimension to the kiss, pushed back and forth and swallowed without hesitation.
As their mouths met and broke apart at regular intervals, the strong brown hands roamed over the smaller body, relishing the contrast of temperatures between mud and flesh. Raidou groaned appreciatively as the hands in his hair massaged his scalp, kneading in the limp tresses like a kitten seeking mother's milk. The mental image of an overgrown kitten caused the tokujo to smile into the kiss. I think he still has that collar with the little bell that Genma bought him. Maybe we should pull that out after Gen's missions room shift... Raidou put off his thoughts of future escapades and concentrated on working his fingers at the button holes of Iruka's fly. The mud was making it a bit difficult.
"Mmm, you're a dirty boy, aren't you, Rai?" Iruka moved back just enough to speak clearly, his words soft and sultry.
Cinnamon colored eyes rolled back into his head, the dark lashes fluttering half shut. Sometimes I can't believe the things he says. Even Genma doesn't talk like that, with that almost-innocence tainted by the lust. Fucking hell! Raidou regained a bit of control over his raging hormones in order to make a quick decision; who was going to be topping today? Time to bait the hook. " What're you going to do about it?" He moved onto his knees, raising himself a head above Iruka, looking down into the hazy eyes.

He'll either buckle and ask me if I want to ' dirty him up ' ( Fuck, it's so hawt when he talks like that!) or he'll- Raidou flashed mud streaked teeth as his challenge was answered. Iruka immediately stood and pushed the tokujo's head down, aligning his friend's mouth with his groin. Yay!!! Dark and stained fingers slowly began to undo the five buttons, tugging at the black pants and the boxers underneath. He snickered at the design peeking over the waistband. " Dolphin print underwear, Iruka? That's rather kitsch of you. "
" Don't you remember? Birthday present from Gen. " Iruka's breath hitched slightly as his manhood was teased through the gaps in the fly. " I modeled them for everyone at the party. "
Raidou chuckled, very aware that his hot breath was causing a delightful reaction where it struck bare flesh. " I didn't recognize them without Genma attached to the back. " The material parted, two flaps opening to reveal the swathe of cerulean blue ocean waves with silver dolphins arcing over the white crests; all marred by sludge. The bits of pure color were surprisingly pretty against the tan skin. I always think of him in warm colors, reds and browns, but he looks good in blue, too. Raidou pulled soggy material away from the damp body, exposing the mud covered half erection. Reaching to the side, the tokujo dipped his hand into the bucket of water that had been abandoned in the fray, rinsing his hand of most of the dirt. He brought a small amount of liquid in his palm to the chuunin's member, clearing some of the larger clumps away. Fingers touched and teased as they cleaned.
" Ughn, Rai-chan..." Iruka moaned above him. " I-I uh, haven't gotten m-my test results back, yet, so..." His last mission had been three days ago. The parameters had included seduction.
Raidou waited, knowing the chuunin was struggling with the desire to have his dick inside the older man's mouth and the uncertainty of possibly spreading an infection. I don't know why he bothers some times. If he really thought he had contracted something on the mission, he would've jerked me off and let it go at that, but he still feels the need to let me back out of it. Genma is so lucky he found this kid. When Iruka didn't finish after a few moments, the tokujo spoke up to ease his fears. " I won't swallow, okay. We'll use a condom, I know you've got some in your pockets because you're just as bad as Genma about cleaning them out. "
" Yeah, but I don't have as many varieties as Gen. " Iruka laughed throatily, but grew serious again. " Let's do something other than penetration."

He really is worried about it. " Alright, compromise. Let me suck, I promise not to swallow, and we won't do any other penetrations, okay? " The teenager nodded, wanting it bad, hands making subtle movements towards his cock and pulling on Raidou's dark head. He finished his cleaning-come-hand job, though streaks and smudges still littered the stiff appendage. Little dirt never hurt no one. His lips easily slid over the tip, tongue smoothing along the underside. Even soiled, Iruka tasted of vanilla soap and light musk, the dirt only adding to the earthiness. And of course, the always present hint of sugar. Raidou savored every aspect of the flesh filling his mouth, his thoughts comparing. This is where the real difference between Iruka and Genma is; their taste. Genma is pure musk with a bit of herbal soap and faded blood, stronger than 'Ruka's flavor, more mature.

Raidou had once admitted to his best friend that he loved sucking cock and pussy more than fucking. Genma had laughed his ass off, pointing and teasing and name calling with teenage fervor until the older boy had stormed off in a huff. Because no one in their right mind would enjoy anything that didn't involve shoving their cock into an orifice, well, no teenager should, supposedly. The honey haired boy had apologized quickly once he realized how upset Raidou had gotten, but the brunette had never mentioned his preference again. Though many had taken advantage of it, male and female, stranger and friend.
And he greatly enjoyed it now, with the little brunette's length sliding in and out of his mouth at a slow pace, lavishing attention over the muddy shaft and tickling the leaking slit with his tongue. When his mouth filled with dirty saliva, Raidou spit to the side like a washerwoman discarding spent laundrywater. Unlike Genma, Raidou never pushed his partner's limits once set. The tokujo's hands splayed over Iruka's groin crease, framing the delicate area with callused fingers, scraped knuckles, scarred backs before sliding around to cup rounded cheeks. His nose buried deep into the nest of hair at the base of the shaft, inhaling more of the teen's scent/taste. I could get very use to this.

" Kami, no one sucks cock like you do, Rai-chan. Ahh, it's in-incredible." The chuunin stuttered as Raidou pulled away, creating a strong suction as he did so, and sent a stream of muddied saliva into the pit.
The older man slowly fell into his own rhythm, thoughts focused only on the back-forth and in-out and taste and smell and muddy breath and gasped endearments spilling from above. Time and place were mere blurs on the outer edge of his senses.
A gentle touch to his scarred cheek brought him out of his mindspace. " 'Nough, enough, ughn-"
Raidou scraped his teeth over the thick vein, followed by his tongue. The teen's pulse beat against the slick muscle. I can't wait until his results come back clean so I can swallow him down. He nuzzled the dark hairs.
Lips met lips once again, Iruka kneeling in the mud at the tokujo's side. This time Raidou threaded his hands into the sable silk just above Iruka's hairband, the tail low and loosened from work and play, and enjoyed the feeling of his partner's fingers trailing over his scars. " Why do you always touch my scars? " It was something the older man had wanted to ask for quite some time, but never found the right moment to ask ( or got so caught up in the moment that he forgot to ask).
" You don't want me to?" Sable doe eyes appeared like magic in place of the sable vixen eyes.
" No, that's not it. I like it." Raidou slowly moved the tip of his nose over Iruka�s scar, returning the favor.
" Good, because that�s the main reason I do it, � The chuunin�s lashes fell back to half mast. � because it feels good to you. � Iruka spoke very softly, their faces so close. His index finger followed one particular twisted path across the tokujo�s neck.
� What�s the other, lesser reason you do it?� The older brunette leaned into the caress, wanting more from the tender explorations.
Shrugging lightly, Iruka looked back up into Raidou�s face. � I don�t know. I just... I just like the way it feels different. Different from the rest of your skin, � He brought the finger to the bridge of his own nose. � different from my scar... smooth.�
Raidou �hmmmd� through his nose and accepted the uncertain explanation. It really didn�t matter why Iruka did it; as long as he kept on doing it.
Eventually the broad hands made their way to the tokujo�s fly, making short work of the buttons. It was Iruka�s turn to snicker. � Going without, Raidou? How very Genma of you.�
Grunting at the stimulation to his cock, Raidou saw stars when dirty fingers curled around his sizable length and pulled it from the pants� confines. � Shit, ughn.� Why had he neglected to put on underwear that morning? Oh yeah. � Laundry day�s t�morrow. Out of undies.�
Iruka merely shook his head and continued his manipulation of the older man�s stiff flesh. Raidou trembled at the feeling of the slick mud, almost too cool against the sensitive skin. Then the chuunin was pushing him down on all fours, the bigger brunette more than happy to give himself over to Iruka's capable hands. The tip of Raidou�s cock rested in the mud.
� You really are a dirty boy. � Iruka purred from behind the tokujo.
Raidou felt his pants being tugged over his hips, displaying his nether cheeks to the younger man. He could only imagine how dirty he actually was back there after wrestling in the pit, if he went by feel alone then he was very dirty indeed.
Which aroused him even more.
" Let's see..." The chuunin's voice took on a lighter tone. There was a knock and a splash and water pouring onto Raidou's backside.
" Damnit, Iruka! Warn me- aghh ughn-" The older brunette bucked wildly as his erection was forced further into the mud by Iruka's hand, his ass being rubbed and pinched and supposedly cleaned. " Oh kami, oh uhn 'Ruka-chan." Raidou's head hung low, hair trailing in the earth colored ripples. He watched his cock being stroked by the soiled hand, occasionally being submerged in the muck then jerked up to throw clay spatters across his front side. His fingers dug into the semi-soft earth at the bottom of the pit.
A finger was thrust into his entrance without preamble and Raidou grunted. The chuunin's words floated on the warm breeze, each one sparking another tiny flame of lust in his gut. " My dirty, dirty Raidou. Are you dirty inside, too? " Iruka laughed when the older man clenched up. " Don't like that thought, do you?" The finger was moved rhythmically in and out, fucking Raidou in a small scale version of today's forbidden act. Another digit was added. " Hmmm, looks good to me. You have such a pretty pink little pucker, Rai-chan. You should get someone to fill it properly. " Raidou clenched again, the fingers wiggling against his tight heat. " I wish I could do that for you today, but..." A third finger forced its way beside the others causing the tokujo's eyes to cross and close. " I promise I will as soon as possible. Would you like that, Rai-chan?"
" Yes, please! Fucking hell, please fuck me, Iruka!" Raidou shouted in pain and pleasure and pure frustration, the earlier agreement to no intercourse quickly forgotten. Brat's picked up on too many of Genma's tricks!

More laughter followed by splashing and a body landing beside him in the mud. The three fingers continued to pump vigorously. Raidou looked to his left to find Iruka sitting in sludge almost up to his chest. The tokujo decided to take one more commanding action in their tryst and wrapped an arm around the younger man, dragging him towards the shallower edge. He fell on his side, with Iruka in his hold and, amazingly enough, the teen's fingers still wedged deep in his ass.
Iruka chuckled low in his throat and shoved his body flush with Raidou's. A dirty arm was thrown over the larger man, holding him in place as the slender hips ground into Raidou's massive erection. " Nghnnnn, Raidou ohhh!" He cried out at a particularly aggressive thrust from the older man.
" Fuck, 'Ruka, ahhhh!" Raidou groaned at the stimulation before sucking the pink tongue into his mouth, the teen's lips too pouty to pass up. He gathered enough of his wits to see the half full bucket within arm's reach on the other side of Iruka's writhing figure. A bit of a stretch, but Raidou's fingers caught the edge and pulled it over. There was a rush of cool water and Iruka practically screamed into the big man's mouth. Raidou smirked into the kiss, pushing his erection into the flat belly, sliding alongside Iruka's smaller though no less perfect cock.
His large hand churned up the inch or so of water left in the bucket, getting most of the dirt off his fingers. Little dirt is alright, clumps of mud are not. Raidou groaned as Iruka nibble on his lower lip. He's bitier than Genma, too. Damnit, he's going to end up scarring me some day... and as soon as the thought entered the tokujo's mind, he knew he wouldn't care if the teenager did mark him permanently. It would be one of the few marks on his body without a nightmare behind it. He moved his reasonably clean hand to Iruka's backside.
The firm globes were petted and squeezed, water scooped up and poured across the bared flesh, specifically the valley between the golden mounds. Small massaging circles pressed the young body even closer to Raidou's. He felt along the strip of delicate skin, making sure there weren't bits of gravel or wood that would hurt Iruka. Finding nothing to worry about, Raidou slipped a finger into the oh so tight pucker, sinking all the way in to his third knuckle.
Iruka's body clenched around the single finger, gripping it tightly in the moist molten heat. " Ohhh, that's right, Rai-Rai. Finger me, oh kami! " The tan neck arched back, the tendons pulled tight. " Ahh, harder, Raidou!"
A smirk curved one corner of Raidou's mouth as he aimed for the prostate, receiving a sharp cry when his aim proved true. Likes to give orders, likes it rough, likes to give as good as he gets... kami, if you were just a little bit older, Iruka... The tokujo pressed a second finger against the boy's entrance, prodding firmly, but carefully, forcing the ring to expand and accept the intruder.
Iruka groaned happily. Raidou pushed harder.
The writhing increased in pace and intensity, the younger man never letting up his dexterous onslaught, the older pumping his thick fingers in tandem with their thrusts. Raidou yelped at a particularly vigorous twisting inside his body that pressed hard onto his sweet spot and was instantly swept up in the chuunin's actions, his breathy whispers and commanding words.
" You like it when I'm rough, don't you?"
" Ahhh, ughnn!"
" You like my fingers deep inside you, don't you?"
" Oh, kami!"
" You like it when I touch you right here, don't you?"
" IRUKAAAA!!!" Raidou screamed out as his partner repeated the hit upon his sweet spot, and not gently in the least. The burst of sensation was overwhelming. Swelling even larger, his length pinned between their bellies, rubbing and sliding and exploding with heat and wet that overrode even the slick of the mud. Through the colored lights and exquisite convulsions, Raidou managed to remember his own fingers and where they were hidden. He thrust inelegantly, without rhythm, and felt the waves of tension rolling through Iruka's body.
Iruka screamed out wordlessly as his release added to the stickiness smeared between them, teeth biting down on the broad scarred shoulder.
The first things Raidou noticed when the world began to slowly return to him were the distinct chirpings of some small bird nearby and the gasping pants just below his chin. When he regained more of his faculties, he opened his tightly scrunched eyes and soaked up the rays of sunlight slanting through the thick forest canopy, bits of dirt and pollen clouding the shafts of golden light.
Then the whiskey colored gaze focused on the dark head and darker lashes and the trembling frame still clasped to him.
Raidou let his chin drop onto the muddy crown. He shook and shuddered as the fingers in his backside were slowly removed, his overly sensitive organ tortured by Iruka's arching body as he drew his own fingers from the teen's entrance. The tokujo cringed at the stimuli. " Ahh, 'Rukaaaa..."
" Oh kami, Raidou. That was good." The chuunin's tongue peeked out to lick the bite marks on the older man's shoulder, gentle kisses soothing afterwards. The sable eyes finally lifted to look up into Raidou's face, blatantly sincere as always. " Veeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyy good."
Laughter welled up in the tokujo's chest, spilling out of his mouth like a fountain as he rolled over onto his back, hauling the smaller figure atop him; the fluids and muck between them squelching unpleasantly, but happily ignored. The limp spiked head lay cradled on a sporadic patch of swampy grass, his body reclined and partly sunk into the mud hole, a content and satisfied chuunin resting his filthy cheek on the marred chest. The bright brown eyes wandered freely over the patchwork of leaf green and cloud white and sky blue hovering above them.
Raidou smiled sleepily as Iruka hummed an unfamiliar tune.

I need more afternoons like this...

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