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Claim Me	By : t69 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
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Inuzuka Kiba's bare feet barely made a sound as he sprinted to his room, his right hand placed methodically under his aching cock in order to catch the fluid leaking uncontrollably from the tip. It took but a few seconds for the dog-nin to reach the confines of his room. Once inside, he slammed the door shut and locked it. He braced his back against the polished surface, unmindful of the marks his sweaty back would produce on the wood.
He breathed deeply and rapidly, as if he had just sparred with a kage. He looked down at his rock-hard cock and the fluid that had collected on his right palm. Almost immediately, his minds wandered to a naked medical-nin not too far away. "Fuck," he grunted as he coated his member with his own pre-cum, the liquid so abundant that it began to drip down to his balls and the inner aspect of his meaty thighs. His calloused hand slowly slid up and down thirteen inches of diamond-hard flesh, causing a moan to escape his lips. Kiba bent his trunk forward and placed as much of his cock he could in his own mouth before closing his lips tight and sucking with all his might.
The Inuzuka's entire body shook with delight. He slurped his pre-cum and swore he was still able to taste some of his cum and Sakura's essences on his dick despite having washed the organ earlier. This only increased his arousal even further. He gripped his thick shaft tighter with his right hand and resumed the piston-like movement while his other hands traveled further south to massage his pre-cum-coated balls. He sucked on his cock again, the intense sensations causing him to moan once more. Kiba's knees buckled ever so slightly as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The vibrations from his throat traveled all the way through the sensitive glans, voluminous shaft and into his quivering loins.
The jōnin released his thirteen-inch manhood and walked to his bed, his steps a tad unsteady. He leapt into the blood-red sheets face-down and began to grind his dick against the sheets. The contrast of the silky fabric on the ventral surface with the hard planes of his eight-pack abs on the dorsal surface was fascinating, he noted. He continued humping the mattress for a while before deciding to put his hands to work again. He turned over and began playing with the deadly weapon between his legs.
He began fairly simply with the one-handed stroke using his dominant hand, his other hand tweaking an erect nipple. He hummed in delight and slowly sped up, his copious pre-cum serving as ample lubrication. "Oh yes," the brown-haired stud gasped as his right hand turned into a blur as it glided effortlessly over thirteen inches of male perfection.
Suddenly, Kiba slowed to a pause. He released his scorching hot cock, grasped it firmly with his non-dominant hand and started all over again. Though identical in technique, the sensations conjured were exquisitely different.
For forty long minutes, the well-endowed dog-nin worked on his cock, his entire body glistening with sweat from his erotic efforts. He summoned every masturbation technique he knew, even venturing to the one Sakura used on him earlier.
"Kami, Sakura!" the Inuzuka murmured, his imagination clearly at work as he thrust into the faux vagina formed by his hands with such might that sweat and pre-cum began flying from his kneeling form. Suddenly, in his lust-filled daze, Kiba recalled having a particularly effective contraption. He ceased his efforts and wiped his slippery hands on the scarlet covers before hopping off his bed and opening the closet, from which he extracted a carefully hidden scroll. The dog-nin went over to a small table at the corner and unfolded the unrolled the paper. He tried to recall which seal contained the item he needed and upon realizing which one it was, he released it. His rigid, thirteen-inch slab of meat twitched in excitement.
When the smoke cleared, upon the scroll were a transparent, cylindrical apparatus and a small pile of clear, gelatinous items Kiba knew all too well. After all, he had gone through great lengths to procure these custom-made pieces, even speaking personally to the manufacturer's president just to place the request.
The dog-nin rummaged through the sleeves, recalling how he never did ask the company head to make mouth sleeves since he could suck his cock anyway. He decided on an extremely tight vagina sleeve with multiple ridges lining the walls like rings. He placed the extremely supple material into the fifteen-inch cylinder and walked back to his bed, leaving the scroll on the table for the time being.
Once settled in the cushions, Kiba grasped his massive cock with his left hand and guided the organ so that its tip touched the toy's opening. With a hiss, he allowed the sensitive head to slip past the hole. "So tight," he wheezed. His onyx gaze glued on the clear tube, he continued to push down, writhing as the numerous ridges along the walls of the device rubbed against the smooth and receptive skin encasing his colossal cum cannon. By the time all thirteen inches of him were engulfed, the dog-nin was in heaven. The synthetic material clutched his cock like a vise.
The Inuzuka tugged on the clear cylinder, whimpering as the multiple ridges teased his glans and shaft. Once about halfway out, he pushed the tube back down, adding a little twisting motion that sent him cursing. Slowly but surely, he built up speed. Once a toe-curling pace had been established, he began to play with it, alternating between different styles—at times the entire length would be sheathed by the supple material and the Inuzuka would tug on the toy to withdraw but a few inches before slamming back in; other times, he would punish his receptive glans by rapidly pumping the device over just the last few inches of his erection. The number of approaches could only be limited by the user's kinky imagination, and Inuzuka Kiba had lots of that.
It was one thing to feel one's cock being enveloped by a slick tightness, but it was definitely way hotter to actually see it in action. Watching the soft material succumb and yield as his gigantic fuckstick speared through it repeatedly only reinforced within the dog-nin's subconscious the sense of might and power he attributed to his massive organ. Soon, he was meeting the downward motion of the clear cylinder with upward thrusts, reaching farther inside the tube than he ever thought possible. A few times, the brown-haired jōnin swore he felt the tip of his cock graze the very end of the plastic tube. The mattress's springs creaked in agony as the ecstatic stud's hips moved fiercely towards that final goal—release.
Another idea coming to mind, Kiba jumped off the bed and crouched beside it. He inserted the toy beneath the mattress. He bent his knees and aligned his thirteen-inch slab of man-meat with the pre-cum-slobbered slit. With a mighty thrust, he speared the device with his cock. Unfortunately, the raven-eyed jōnin had underestimated his strength and found that not only had the toy slid further beneath the cushion, but he had also propelled the entire bed courtesy of his hips slamming against it. After readjusting the device, the horny ninja used one hand to push down on the mattress directly above the cylinder to keep it stationary and used the other hand to clutch one of the long wooden bars on the underside of the bed to hold it in place. With the preparations complete, Kiba began to move.
"Oh yeah, babe," the hung man moaned, as he plunged his ramrod into the tight, corrugated cavern repeatedly, imagining all the while that it was the green-eyed kunoichi the he was making love to. "Kami, you're so tight, Sakura!" he bellowed, the pressure in his loins building up slowly but steadily as he pummeled the fifteen-inch pipe with reckless abandon. Kiba had to admit, Kyoko's flair in procuring only the finest furniture proved quite useful. Had the dog-nin's bed been anything less than top-quality, it would likely have been reduced to splinters by now given the sheer amount of force he was using to drive his thirteen-inch behemoth into the battered toy. The bulging of his arm muscles only showed how much effort he was putting in keeping the piece of furniture from flying into the wall.
Feeling his peak close in, Kiba decided to shift positions yet again. He eagerly climbed atop his bed and assumed a one-handed knee push-up position with his thighs spread wide. The dog-nin placed the clear plastic tube directly below his suspended erection, his left hand clutching the device at its very base. He adjusted his position so that he could see himself on the vanity mirror not too far away. He was barely able to suppress a delighted shudder as he watched his rock-hard cock slide into the cylinder and wondered idly if this was truly how his cock looked like whenever he was nestled within the velvet warmth of the medical-nin.
The dog-nin resumed the furious pace he had abandoned earlier, plunging into the toy while conjuring the image of a certain green-eyed kunoichi with her legs spread apart. She would thrash and moan as he plunged into her saturated slit, and so did he respond in kind. "Oh! Oh yes!" Kiba cried as he felt his groin tingle at the mere thought of a rapture-bound Haruno Sakura. "I'm so close, Sakura! So close!" He turned his head to the right and watched his ripped, sweat-slicked form move like the fine-tuned sex machine that it was—his hips moving back and forth with a bit of a rolling component as the his abs and the muscles of his ass and back rippled in exertion. "A-ah! Ah yes!" he gasped, feeling his loins gather the fluids for violent and extremely pleasurable expulsion in the very near future.
With speed incongruous to a man seconds away from orgasm, Kiba slid his trembling unit from the toy and assumed a seated position on the mattress. He hurled the cylinder so as to free his hands. He pumped his thirteen-inch monster briskly with both hands and sucked ravenously at as much of it as he could put in his mouth. It only took a few seconds of stimulation for the handsome jōnin to reach the release he had been seeking.
Kiba's cry of ecstasy was muffled by the chunk of his own rigid flesh that he had wedged inside his mouth. He felt the familiar sensation of his thirteen-inch tool pulsing wildly in his hands as his groin blasted his thick and copious cum into his waiting mouth. The Inuzuka's entire world collapsed into a single, throbbing point of infinite pleasure. There was nothing else right now but his massive, convulsing cock, his bountiful essence pouring down his throat and the pure bliss brought about by every powerful contraction aimed at driving out the searing hot fluid from his tireless loins. The dog-nin continued to suck his cock, intent on siphoning himself dry. Despite his efforts, however, he was unable to win against his loins as cum began dribbling down his chin and coating his pulsating member.
After what felt like an eternity, the storm at the base of Kiba's tower of virility calmed. The rhythmic twitches that beset his manhood had all but ceased, leaving behind a sweaty and winded but very satisfied hunk. "Wow," he managed to breathe out before wiping the sliver of cum from the side of his mouth.
Once more stable, handsome jōnin stood up and tried to locate the plastic cylinder he had so ardently thrown away earlier. Thankfully, despite being lost in a haze of pleasure at the time of the tossing, the dog-nin was able to control his strength and managed not to throw the device through a window, or worse, into a wall hard enough for it to break. He placed the plastic tube on the bed and made a few hand seals, ending with the left hand in a fist while the right sat atop it and imitating a bowl. Immediately, the room was engulfed in a flash of pale blue light. When the light had vanished so too did all the signs of his recent activities, even the fluids inside the toy. Instead, every drop of Kiba's bodily fluids that were not on or inside his body was collected into a small ball that hovered over the jōnin's right hand. He sprinted into the bathroom and flushed the ball down the toilet. "I swear, I wish Sakura had taught me that technique earlier," he muttered to himself, recalling all those instances that he had to clean up the old-fashioned way when there was an infinitely faster and more effective way that required but a miniscule amount of chakra.
The raven-eyed hunk marched back out and took a towel from his cabinet before returning to the bathroom. He turned on the water and began shampooing his brown mane. As he allowed his fingers to glide on his scalp, he chuckled lightly. "Kami, I am one horny bastard," he muttered.
The dog-nin sped up his lathering, intent on finishing his bath as soon as possible. He wanted to rest up a bit because he had a date that morning and a slutty teenage girl to impress that night.
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