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Troublesome Bubble Gum	By : BarettaVendetta Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Troublesome Bubble Gum
- 1
“Bit old for that, aren't you?” Shikamaru asked Chouji, as the big chuunin took a pack of bubble gum from his pocket, tore it open with his thumbnail, and methodically began to unwrap the pieces.
“Whatever,” said Chouji, shaking his head. “We're still young. Stop acting like a grumpy old man.” He scrunched the wrapping into a ball and chucked it into his waste basket. “I was thinking we could play a game with it, actually.”
“Hmmm?”
“It's a game some of the kids used to play in our class,” Chouji explained. “What it is, right, is that one person puts the gum in their mouth and the other person has to get it out...” Here, he paused for dramatic effect, and grinned, the swirls on his face glowing in the lamplight. “...with their tongue.”
Shikamaru looked at Chouji.
“Don't give me that look,” scolded Chouji. “Come on, it's just a bit of fun.” He decided to push Shikamaru's buttons. “And I bet you couldn't do it anyway with that little tongue of yours...”
“Oh, all right,” sighed Shikamaru, “if you insist, then.”
Chouji put the entire pack in his mouth, and chewed it until it became pliable enough for him to play with, while Shikamaru lay on his back and stared up at the ceiling. Chouji tapped Shikamaru's nose and announced, “The game has begun.” He cupped Shikamaru's face in his hands, and their parted lips touched.
Shikamaru slipped his tongue into Chouji's mouth, exploring his gums and teeth, trying to prise the gum out. The two boys' tongues wrapped around each other like snakes – Shikamaru briefly thought of Orochimaru, and shuddered – and Shikamaru tasted the sweet scent of bubble gum on Chouji's breath. The flavour seemed to be strawberry. His mouth filled with intermingling breath, his lips planted directly on Chouji's, Shikamaru curled his tongue around Chouji's tongue, searching under it, above it, around Chouji's teeth. He felt a slight scratch as his tongue passed over Chouji's canine teeth, and steadied himself and Chouji by pressing the older boy closer to him. He felt something soft, pink and sweet under his tongue.
Ah, well, no need to get wound up, Shikamaru thought. Chouji's right, it's only a bit of fun.
He inclined his head to the side, and slowly began to prise the wad of gum from Chouji's mouth, half sucking, half gently guiding it with his tongue. The gum slipped directly into Shikamaru's mouth. Fan-fucking-tastic. He kissed Chouji on the lips, and inched himself backwards.
“Did you get it?” asked Chouji, eagerly. He looked like a puppy waiting to be fed, and Shikamaru had to resist patting him on the head. In response, he took a deep breath, poked a gum-covered tongue out, and gave Chouji the thumbs-up as a translucent pink bubble emerged from his mouth. Chouji grinned. “I'll take that as a yes, then,” he said, and adjusted his arse on the bed as Shikamaru continued to blow. The bubble increased in size until it eclipsed Shikamaru's face, and split in two with a soft wet pop.
“I told you,” Shikamaru said, peeling gum from his chin. “Now, perhaps we could...”
Chouji, feeling reckless, decided that the game wasn't over, and that Shikamaru needed a little more teasing. “That bubble was crap,” he said, scornfully. “You might be good with your hands, sure. But your lungs are weak.”
“Sorry?” asked Shikamaru.
“Your. Lungs. Are. Weak.”
“That's not what you said the last time I went down on you, Chouji Akimichi,” said Shikamaru, raising one eyebrow. “I stayed down for ages. You complimented me on my ability to hold my breath. You are a fickle one.”
“Someone's protesting too much,” snorted Chouji. “I bet you can go much bigger than that...ah, forget it. You can blow me, but you can't blow bubbles.”
Shikamaru wanted to hit himself for arguing over something so ridiculous, but something in Chouji's voice, and the cocky look in his eyes, made him want to play along just to shut Chouji up. Quietly, but with a determined look in his dark eyes, he peeled the gum off his face, shoved it back into his mouth, and chewed ferociously. As soon as the gum had softened, he stretched it over his tongue.
“Now blow,” Chouji instructed him, and Shikamaru blew another bubble. After two breaths, he was pleasantly surprised to find it was the size of his face. He began to blow with a little more force, puffing his cheeks out, and the bubble continued to grow. He was sure he could see Chouji smiling. Shikamaru chewed the remaining gum in his mouth, using his lips to close a tiny hole that was developing in the bubble, and blew until he noticed that it was nearly as wide as his shoulders.
Irritated, he noticed the bubble was starting to sag, and tilted his head back, but it was too late, and the gum collapsed silently and stuck to his face. He smiled in spite of himself. He must have looked a proper sight. Had Ino been there, she would have taken the piss out of the two of them for days.
“Not bad,” Chouji commented, raising an eyebrow. “Let me show you how it's done.” Almost tenderly, he peeled the gum off Shikamaru's face, popped it into his mouth and chewed it, as Shikamaru scratched tiny flecks of gum off his chin. As he chewed, he undid his jacket and slid it down his shoulders, exposing his bare chest.
Wow, Shikamaru thought. And I thought Lee was competitive. And why is he taking his top off?
Picking himself up off the bed, Chouji closed his eyes, took an enormous breath, and blew. With one breath, he had blown a bubble the size of a melon. He took another deep breath, and blew again. His face, and much of his thick neck, became eclipsed by the bubble. Watching Shikamaru through the thin film of the bubble, Chouji blew again. The bubble became wider than his shoulders, and refused to pop. He folded his arms defiantly, and stared at Shikamaru directly, making him uneasy.
Shikamaru's eyes widened. Chouji was really going for it, blowing like his life depended on it. It was as though the Hokage herself had ordered it, rather than Chouji just fooling around as usual. Still the bubble did not pop. Chouji's shoulders heaved up and down, his dark eyes fixed on Shikamaru's as the bubble grew to twice the size of his head. He couldn't see past it, but didn't care.
Without even realising what he was doing, Shikamaru grabbed hold of his cock and began to masturbate furiously.
The bubble was now three...no, four times the size of Chouji's head now. Shikamaru was surprised that it hadn't popped on Chouji's hair yet. He could just make out the other man's face. The red spirals on his distended cheeks were more visible than ever, and there were small, darker patches visible in the corners of his mouth, where the gum was at its thickest.
Shikamaru's hand movements grew quicker. He could feel the orgasm building up inside him, growing bigger and bigger, just like the immense bubble Chouji was blowing, which was now...oh my gods, Shikamaru's mind screamed, it's so big, the bottom of the bubble's gone down past his armpits. At least one of Kakashi's ninken could have fitted in there. Maybe not the bulldog, but one of the medium-sized dogs. He was masturbating with both hands now. His face was burning.
Chouji tilted his head back further so that the bubble would not stick to his chest. Bubble gum was a fucker to get off the skin.
Before he could stop himself, Shikamaru heard himself begging Chouji to keep blowing. He could have sworn he saw Chouji nod. He was inhaling and exhaling deep lungfuls of air and the sound of Chouji's breath made Shikamaru even more aroused.
He remembered the last time Chouji had gone down on him, and how he had sucked and sucked, barely coming up for air, and at last he had made Shikamaru come, an immense orgasm rocking his entire body like an earthquake in his spine. He even swallowed. But then Akimichis weren't fussy about what they ate.
Shikamaru threw his head back and wailed, “Blow, Chouji, blow! Don't stop...don't stop!”
“Hhhhhffffff,” was Chouji's response. Shikamaru was heading towards the edge. But who is going to pop first, he thought, me or Chouji?
He squeezed his eyes tight shut, and wondered if Chouji was going to take off and fly away. His entire top half was now hidden by the bubble. It looked as though it was consuming him. Carbon dioxide doesn't float, you fool, a logical voice in Shikamaru's head scolded him. And Chouji's a big guy. He'd have to exhale lungloads of helium.
“Please, Chouji,” he murmured. “Blow harder.”
Chouji blew out an enormous breath. “Hhhhhhffffffff.”
“Blow harder, Chouji...”
“Hhhhhhhhhfffffffff.”
My gods. “Harder, Chouji!” cried Shikamaru. “Harder! Give it all you've got! Put some chakra in your lungs!”
Chouji took one final breath, and blew as hard as he could. His face was bright red.
“HHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!”
The bubble burst, and Chouji stood, smiling, panting and proud, bubble gum in his hair and on his chest and face, colour in his cheeks. Shikamaru would have laughed, had not the fierce, wild look in Chouji's eyes stopped him. It seemed to Shikamaru that blowing that huge bubble had made Chouji as aroused as Shikamaru had been while watching him blow it; he could have sworn Chouji was hard too. He was seconds away, tugging at his cock so frantically now that his wrist ached, but he could not stop. He did not want to stop. He wished he could replay the scene over again, and again, and again.
“Shikamaru-kun,” gasped Chouji, “how...was...that?”
“Oh my gods,” moaned Shikamaru, as his hand became sticky and wet. “I've never been so aroused in my life. Chouji...I...I didn't realise I'd get turned on watching you blow bubbles, of all things. But then...”
“Dad taught me,” Chouji said.
Shikamaru snorted.
“What's so funny?” asked Chouji.
“The thought of your dad blowing bubble gum,” Shikamaru laughed. “No offence, but it's not very dignified for a clan head.”
Chouji grinned lopsidedly. “Dad's not exactly a dignified man.”
“Hrrrmph,” was all Shikamaru could say in response. Chouji bent over and rummaged in a box under his bed. “I think I've got photographic evidence...” He emerged, holding a photo in his hand. “Behold.”
Shikamaru looked at the picture, and on first glance, it appeared to be some kind of giant, round, white amorphous mass. Then he looked a little closer and noticed that the amorphous mass seemed to be balanced on someone's lap. To its left, he could make out the top half of a man wearing a purple happi coat with a white obi, his hands resting on his lap, and although most of his face was hidden behind the giant white sphere, Shikamaru saw a sliver of the man's cheek. It was distended slightly and had a wavy purple line running down it. He also realised the figure had red hair and was wearing a white handband.
It was Chouza Akimichi, Chouji's father, and he was blowing an immense bubble gum bubble. He remembered Chouza was a big man, and realised with a shock that the damn thing was at least three to four feet high. Shikamaru's eyes nearly fell out of his head.
“Bloody hell,” he managed. “Chouza's got a fine pair of lungs on him. Looks like it's an Akimichi trait.”
Chouji smiled coyly, and slid his boxer shorts down his legs. One show was over, but another was about to begin.
“Now it's your turn to blow,” Chouji said sweetly, inching towards Shikamaru. “Because I'm spent, my love, after all that huffing and puffing. Now come here.” He flopped backwards onto the bed, his immense penis exposed.
Obediently, Shikamaru lowered his head.
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