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Genius at Making Love	By : KohakuShadow Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3986 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Apologies in advance if Yamato is grossly ooc. He's another
character I've never tried to write before and I've only seen him in
a few episodes.

Genius at Making Love

Fifteen:
Shikamaru x Yamato

9 PM

Shikamaru's first instinct
after leaving Neji and Hinata was to go straight to Genma's and
settle things, but Shikamaru was first and always a sensible person.
He decided to go home and take one more shower. Genma may know he
was kind of a slut, especially today, but that didn't mean he should
shove it in the man's face when he was trying to tell him he liked
him and wanted to be lovers. That was no way to make a guy feel
special, right? Right. So it was with this plan he unlocked his door
and stepped inside, blinking to find his place had been...neatened.
Huh?

He stepped into the room
carefully and blinked some more as he saw, of all people, Yamato,
sliding one of his clean shirts into an open dresser drawer.

Yamato blinked at him once
and shoved the drawer closed. “I...got a little antsy waiting
for you to get back.”

Shikamaru was feeling even
more confused for the statement. “Uh...can I help you?”
he asked.

“God I hope so,”
the ANBU sighed heavily, flopping down to a seat.

Shikamaru's eyes widened at
a very noticeable bulge below the man's waist as he flopped into an
Indian position on the hardwood floor, hands resting on his knees and
brow furrowing a bit as if feeling very stressed out.

Yamato gestured at it
coarsely, opening his mouth to speak but thinking better of his words
and frowning, taking a breath and starting again. “This is
really embarrassing,” he said. “You see...I was having a
problem with...” he was having trouble articulating. “So,
I thought maybe it was just stress related and went to see Tsunade
about it. She said some medical ninjutsu would fix the problem right
away, but now it's stuck in the opposite
position.” He sighed heavily, cheeks flushed in humiliation.
There have been a lot of rumors lately about your...stamina...”
Shikamaru appreciated at least that 'stamina' was used instead of
'sluttiness' here. “...and ah, the Hokage told me if you
couldn't help me get rid of this problem, no one could.”

The
Nara bit the inside of his cheek in amusement. “I hope you've
learned something about letting doctors near certain sensitive areas
of your anatomy because of this,” the Nara said. It was a
little funny. A guy who predominantly used wood-based techniques
having a hard time getting, well, a woody...and now he was stuck with
one that wouldn't go away. He didn't say it out loud and Yamato
seemed grateful that he wasn't cracking the obvious joke.

“Absolutely,”
Yamato answered. “Godaime is never going anywhere near my cock
again.” He had a feeling the woman was just having a little
fun at his expense too. In the interest of 'helping' she'd made him
orgasm five times. It
was only when her own stamina drained, and Shizune's, that she
suggested he pay Shikamaru a visit.

Shikamaru
laughed a little at that comment. “Okay, okay, I'll see if I
can't help you out,” he said. “Take off your clothes.”

Yes,
he wanted to deal with the Genma situation, but Genma had waited all
day, waiting a bit longer wouldn't kill him, and he really did feel a
little bad for Yamato and his extremely embarrassing situation. He
also stripped without any circumstance.

He
thought a moment, “did she use a jutsu, or a potion?” he
asked the man, whose member looked so neglected he had a feeling even
the slightest touch would make it burst.

“...both,
I think,” Yamato said. “I think she probably put
something strange in the tea.”

Oh
yeah, Tsunade had totally
been messing with him. Since he'd grown up around a pharmacy,
Shikamaru had to know a little something about medicines at least,
and he'd heard all about the dirty kind you slip into tea. “If
that's the case, from what I understand, basically you'll need to
climax a lot in a short period of time. Remember to keep breathing
or you might pass out. Since you're here, I'll assume you're not
totally straight, but do you bottom at all?”

The
straight-forward way Shikamaru spoke of it, as if he was planning an
attack strategy, made Yamato's face color, a little embarrassed. “I
do,” he answered a little awkwardly.

“Right,”
Shikamaru said as if it were stupid of him to even ask. “Obviously
Jiraiya would be the top.” He nodded to himself. “Well,
in that case I'm going to use this to help me out a little,”
Shikamaru said, moving to the nightstand and pulling out a rather
nondescript vibrator. “If I don't get you really riled up
really quickly, we can be at it all night, and there's something I
want to do before the day is out, so, let's get started.”

He
turned the vibrator on to a low hum and crawled over the man,
smirking and stealing a strong kiss, pressing the phallus against
Yamato's tense groin and moving down to nibble at his throat as he
slid the phallus up and down the man's tense erection.

Yamato
moaned and climaxed instantly.

“I
thought so,” Shikamaru smirked. “You've been neglecting
it, haven't you? Because you felt strange about masturbating in
someone else's house. That's why you went on that cleaning spree.”

“A
thing like that...” Yamato started, not sure how to word it.
He didn't get the chance, tapering off in a moan as the faintly
vibrating toy nudged at his hole. Shikamaru was toying with him,
rubbing the vibe against his hole and prodding it, but not
penetrating. He shuddered, member still hard as a rock.
“Ah...fuck...” Yamato's eyes squeezed shut.

“I
see,” Shikamaru said. “Even you have a cute side, huh?
Well, alright, for that great expression, I'll reward you a little.”
He slowly slid the toy inside of the other male until it was buried
to the hilt and wiggled it around until he made Yamato arch and cry
out as he abused his prostate. The Nara wondered if maybe he had
something wrong with him that he was so easily riled up, but he
brushed the thought off. Any guy would be riled up by a naked man
with a raging hard on propositioning them to either fuck him
senseless or pass out in the effort.

Yamato's
fingers clawed at the mattress as Shikamaru continued to play with
him, not letting up on his prostate even for an instant and now
working his way down the man's body, nibbling at his taut nipples and
working his way down, licking lusty trails through the seed already
splattered across his stomach until he took the abused and engorged
cock into his mouth, sucking and bobbing, massaging his balls.

Too
riled up to stop himself, the ANBU came again, shooting his hot seed
into the Nara's mouth. Shikamaru swallowed it then licked the member
sultrily, leaving a hickey between Yamato's balls. “Mmm,”
he said, licking his lips as Yamato watched him, hand sliding up and
down the still quite turgid member. “You taste like pussy.
The old lady's definitely been teasing you.”

“Pervert,”
Yamato protested weakly, though they both knew he didn't mean it.
There was no one in the world who could possibly be more perverted
than Jiraiya, something Yamato would know first hand.

“Don't
worry,” Shikamaru smirked, teasing, “You're going to
taste like something else in just a minute. He turned around so his
ass was facing the severely aroused man and positioned himself,
sitting down on the turgid member. “Nngh, god, it's not
flexible at all,” he said, rocking his hips a bit. “Feels
like someone just rammed a scroll up my ass, wooden casing and all.”

Shikamaru,
in spite of all the sex he'd had today, was still somehow tight
around Yamato's cock. Add that to the vibrator still humming in his
own ass and the man—under the sway of Tsunade's prank and much
embarrassed by it, shot his third load in a matter of minutes into
the Nara's ass.

Shikamaru
arched and moaned a little. “Ahh...nngh, that feels good. So
hot...” Yamato's particular potion was becoming more clear—it
was one that would keep his member hard but make him so sensitive
that he couldn't help but climax quickly. That was fine—it
wasn't as if the Nara would be unsatisfied—even if he just came
three times, Yamato's organ was still rigid inside of him. He began
to shift his hips until he found his own prostate and moaned in
bliss, shuddering when he found the right angle to start lifting and
dropping his hips, turning the vibrator up and pumping it in and out
of Yamato's ass at unpredictable intervals.

“Nngh...fuck...”
Yamato moaned, flushed and heavily aroused as he watched his member
disappear in and out of the Nara's hole. Shikamaru had given him a
rather perfect view, and he could see seed dribble out around the
edges when Shikamaru's thrusts became a little more eager.

“Ah,
yes, fuck me...” Shikamaru answered. “I'm lazy, you
know. It's rude to make me do all the work. Thrust your hips a
little.”

Yamato
shuddered, but didn't have to be asked twice, grabbing a little
roughly onto the Nara's hips and pounding up into him with his
incredibly stiff cock. The hardness of the member made Shikamaru
feel like he was being impaled and he loved every moment of it,
leaning his weight forward to turn the vibrator onto it's maximum
level and started pounding it in and out of Yamato's rear as Yamato
moaned and fucked him, climaxing again, seed unable to be contained
by Shikamaru's hole—which had already been filled up a number
of times today.

“Ah,
yes!” Shikamaru moaned at the feeling of another orgasm inside
of him. “Don't you dare stop...” he moaned. “You're
still so fucking hard...” He twisted the vibrator a little so
it hit Yamato's prostate and moved his hand carefully away, making
the male scream in bliss. Even when he shifted his hips the thing
still vibrated right against his prostate.

“Ah,
god, bastard...” Yamato moaned, flipping the Nara onto his
stomach and really pounding into him, unable to dampen his arousal.
If anything, he was getting more sex-crazed each time he climaxed.
His hips pounded into the Nara at speeds only ninja were capable of
and Shikamaru moaned in bliss, approving of this.

“You
know you love it,” Shikamaru answered. “You're going to
fill me up with cum again any second now.”

Yamato
scoffed. “Fill you up? Who do you think you're kidding?
You're already overflowing with it. How many guys have shot off in
your ass today?” He pinched and twisted Shikamaru's nipples,
head resting against his spine as he pounded the Nara's eager hole.
It felt like with each thrust the hole was sucking him back inside.

“Mm,
I lost count,” Shikamaru answered. “But it feels good to
be filled with so much cum that it won't stay inside, so don't be
shy. Having my ass overflowing with cum is such
a turn on.”

Yamato
was unable to answer. As Shikamaru lifted himself onto his hands,
arching his back and grinding against his hips, the man groaned and
shot another load off into the Nara. It gushed out and dribbled down
Shikamaru's thighs.

The
feeling of being so overfilled made Shikamaru cry out in orgasm too,
splattering his seed all over the sheets. He'd not bothered to
change them after fucking Genma in this same bed, figuring he would
do so when he got home for the night and now he was glad—he
only had two sets of sheets and if he soiled both of them he was
going to have to do laundry, which he definitely didn't want to spend
the wee hours of the morning dealing with. He could feel Yamato's
cock get a little less rigid inside of him—it was more flexible
now, like a normal cock, and so he pulled himself off of it, having
other ideas at the moment. He ground their cocks together until his
was erect again—it didn't take long, but then, it never did,
and then reached down between them, pulling the vibrator out of
Yamato's ass and plunging it into his own, moaning as he felt the
semen dripping out around it. He didn't hesitate before ramming his
own erection into the ANBU's hole and beginning to thrust
immediately.

Yamato
moaned in bliss, back arching and hips rising to meet the Nara's
thrusts, hands fisting the sheets as Shikamaru's fingers wrapped
around his cock and began stroking it eagerly. The time between
Yamato's orgasms began to lengthen a bit, but not much. He shuddered
and came again, still hard, but no longer unbearably so.

Shikamaru
was pulled down by the orgasm—Yamato's ass sucking him so deep
and clamping onto him so hard it milked a second orgasm out of him as
the older male's seed dribbled out over his hand and splattered
across his stomach and chest.

The
Nara smirked, grinding his hips into that tight passage as the last
of his seed was milked out, using Yamato's hole as a tool to get him
hard again—with the vibrator abusing his ass at the same time
he knew there would be no trouble getting it up a third time in a
row. “Your orgasms may be spreading out a little, but you're
releasing a lot more cum now too.” He let go of Yamato's still
erect shaft and licked a line along his forearm where the seed was
dripping down, up to his wrist, around his hand, and orally molested
his own fingers. He didn't clean them completely though, soon
prodding Yamato's lips with the digits.

Yamato,
still highly aroused, eagerly took the two fingers into his mouth,
sucking and licking his seed off of them and continuing to orally
molest them even when he was done. It wasn't long before Shikamaru
was pounding into his ass again, Yamato refusing to release the hand
and imitating a blow job on the digits.

When
he finally climaxed again—cum spewing out of his dick in thick
streams, Shikamaru pulled out of his hole quickly, nudging his shaft
against Yamato's lips. “Don't think you can tease me like that
without delivering,” he said.

Yamato,
spent and finally limp, had no complaints, taking the Nara's cock
into his mouth and eagerly sucking him off as a show of gratitude.
He deep-throated him first, then pulled back after a few strokes to
bob just along the head and top inch or so, hands working over the
rest of the shaft. Shikamaru gripped the headboard to keep himself
steady and stop himself from thrusting into the man's face. It was
going to be an incredibly short blow job considering how riled up he
was, but damn did it feel good.

Yamato
began to bob his head and suck eagerly again, and on top of it he got
a little revenge, lifting a hand to begin pumping the Nara's ass with
the vibrator and seeking the Nara's prostate. He could tell when he
found it because Shikamaru moaned, entire body going tense. There
was a slight cracking sound—the headboard, as Shikamaru gripped
it a little too hard.

“A—ah!
Enough!” Shikamaru said before long, pulling Yamato's head back
by the hair and squirting his seed all over the man's face.

Yamato
closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide to catch as much of the
white cream as he could, licking his lips when it was over and
Shikamaru collapsed against the mattress, pulling the vibrator out,
not bothering to turn it off. He stared blandly at Yamato for a
moment before rolling his eyes. “If Jiraiya saw you like this,
he'd definitely name his next book Icha Icha Yaoi Paradise. Nngh.”
He glanced at the time and forced himself to sit up, getting out of
bed.

“I'll
tell him you made the suggestion,” Yamato said.

Shikamaru
didn't acknowledge that particular joke, muttering something about a
very thorough shower and disappearing into the bathroom. Yamato
shrugged. He was covered in cum—mostly his own—but
didn't mind waiting to take a shower until the Nara was finished. He
stretched out and yawned a little, looking down at his trouble-making
organ and muttering, “you'd better behave yourself from now on
and stop getting me into trouble.”

~TBC~

To Reviewers:

llyoung: Thanks.
That chapter had three false starts before I figured out how to go
about it. I don't publish my original stuff on the net at this time,
no. The reason being I'm very protective of even my worst original
work and still entertain the pathetic dream of someday getting a book
published. (me and the rest of the world) Well, unless you're into
poetry, I do post some drafts and that sort of thing on my DeviantArt
account. My name there is Denryu.

Prpl Grl: Well,
some days are better than others. (Mondays are infamous for making me
crawl back into bed and stare at the ceiling after I shower instead
of writing, for example. Haha) Today I was cold and didn't write in
the morning at all either. I'm the opposite. I find I don't read as
much as I'd like because I'm always too busy writing something, or
being lazy and playing a video game. Haha. Ah well, at least I'm
USUALLY doing something productive.

countdown: No,
no Tenten, Gai, or Lee planned. Reason being, Gai and Lee, while
amusing, just aren't very sexy. And Tenten, well, I'm just not
interested in her at all. I don't dislike her, I just...don't give a
damn about her one way or another, to be honest. In my eyes she's
just scenery. I pay her about as much mind as a tree, or the third
mountain on the left. I don't know why. I guess I just don't find
her interesting at all. Hinata, on the other hand, is just plain
adorable, so she gets smut/love.

COOKIE
#4: In Honor
of Yamato's question to Shikamaru in this chapter, this cookie goes
to the first person who tells me how many people have released inside
of Shikamaru over the course of GFL. (hint: each character,
regardless of how many times he's released inside of our slutty
Shika, only counts as one.)

Again, I'll be accepting answers
to cookies after the story is completed. Two more chapters. I'll
leave further information on cookies after the finale.
- 14
- 15
- 16
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