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Chakra Contamination	By : Xax Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 15645 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Naruto could definitely fit his knot up Kiba's ass, it turned out.
He was sprawled bonelessly across Kiba's back, shuddering and drooling down his neck, as his cock lurched and lurched. Tying against Kiba's hands had been so much better than his own hands, and this was on another level entirely: the tight slick heat of Kiba's guts enveloping his entire length, the shuddering squeeze of his ass fluttering around his knot, the sloppy spill of his own load spilling down his length and building up in a churning pool inside Kiba's ass. Every time Kiba tugged forward, asshole bearing down on the underside of his knot, there was a shock of pleasure so intense he saw stars. He couldn't tug back to keep up the pressure; weird yowling foxlike yips burst up out of his throat and he collapsed on top of Kiba, panting.
That must be why dogs breed ass-to-ass, Naruto realized, pulling his hips back so the underside of his knot bore down against Kiba's bulging asshole. Even just thinking about the constant weight and pressure that would bring against his knot made him shoot off more; his cock flexed deep inside Kiba, stirring up around his guts, and Kiba let out a shaky, sobbing moan. There was no way he was gonna try that out over the basin of his shower, on his first time ever knotting Kiba. But it was hard to resist the urge to sling his leg over Kiba's back and try to drag him bodily backwards by the ass.
They'd turned the shower off once the water started running cold, and now the room was filled with their panting — Naruto's shaky moans, Kiba's hoarse breathing — and the wet splatter of cum spilling off them. Kiba was drooling cum all across the shower basin, spurting from his hugely erect dick in erratic spurts; every time Naruto tugged on his knot, Kiba yowled and his cock twitched up, smacking against his stomach and spewing out a stringy mess of cum.
Even after cumming three times already this morning, Naruto was still gushing heavily into Kiba's ass. His cock kept twitching hard, pulling up huge, slobbery spurts of watery fox cum through his internal passages, so much so that he could feel them inside him, tubes fluttering and spreading, pumping hard, as he dumped his load into Kiba's already-flooded ass. He swore he stayed knotted for a solid half-hour, Kiba whining and cumming all over himself the entire time, until the shower drain was gummed up and Kiba's hands were half-immersed in a scummy flood of his own rank dog cum. By the time his knot started to soften, Kiba's stomach was visibly swollen. When Kiba clenched his abs the pressure made Naruto's load swill around inside him, gurgling and slurping through his flooded guts, stroking off Naruto's still-spurting shaft, and when he relaxed his stomach swelled outward into a hanging bloat, heavy with the load of cum inside him.
Gushing runnels of cum started to squirt out around his knot, soaking the fur across his inner thighs and balls and spilling down his legs, forming stringy webs between them when Kiba shakily fucked himself on the half-inch of range, knocking Naruto's turgid knot against his asshole and then pushing himself back down until his sheath squelched between them, pinned back against the very root of Naruto's cock. It was hard to get used to how they were joined: stuck together, with the motions of Naruto's body dragging Kiba around and vice versa.
Naruto's knot squelched, shifting inside Kiba's ass in a way that made Naruto whine and slump to the side, panting hard as pleasure flashed up his spine. He slid his hands down Kiba's sides to his ass, fingers digging in to his muscular cheeks. He peeled them apart to show off the flushed red swell of Kiba's asshole, shuddering and pulsing as Kiba squeezed around his knot. Naruto's knot shuddered, warping, and he crooned, fingers digging into the meat of Kiba's ass. He could probably just yank it out at this point, but... "C'mon," he said, voice rough. "Push."
Kiba just whined in response, head pressed against his forearms, nearly immersed in the sloppy flood of cum filling the bottom inch of the tub. He bore down, guts pushing against Naruto's bloated knot, and the bruised ring of his asshole bulged out into a puffy donut, spreading wide enough to reveal the pink underside of Naruto's knot. Cum welled up around it, squirting out in sloppy lines every time Kiba pushed harder. Churned up in Kiba's guts, Naruto's load was a syrupy white glaze, translucent as it drooled out over the swollen wrinkles of Kiba's gaping asshole, opaque where it piled up along Naruto's thumbs, spilling in thick rivers down his wrists. Kiba pushed harder, the pressure bearing down all across Naruto's knot and coaxing out a final few shuddering squirts, and then slowly, sluggishly, Kiba's asshole spread wider and wider until he was properly gaping and he and peeled off Naruto's knot, pushing it out with an obscene pop.
Kiba's hole gaped, staying as a broken crater, pouting open so wide the walls of his ass didn't touch Naruto's shaft. Unblocked, Naruto's load poured out, slurping and gurgling from Kiba's gaping asshole in streamers that rapidly turned into a continual waterfall; a constant flow of churned-up cum drooled out of his gaping ass as Naruto slumped back, cock slurping from Kiba's guts with a messy explosion of slime. He sprawled back on his ass, cock jutting up from his crotch slimy and painted creamy white from his cum coating its length. Kiba whined, asshole fluttering, spreading wide and squeezing shut as Kiba tried to push out some amount of Naruto's immense load.
Naruto groaned, leaning forward, smearing his cum-covered hands across Kiba's glazed ass, thumbs slipping through the slimy flow as he glazed Kiba's entire ass with his load. He dug his fingers into the rim of Kiba's ass, making it pout open wider, and the thick, flexible muscle stretched easily, gaping around his fingers and letting Naruto's load gurgle out of him in a slobbery stream, with big frothy bubbles collecting at the edges of his fingers. Naruto was too exhausted to fingerfuck him; he just sagged against Kiba, his still-hard cock smearing along his thigh, fingers shoved into him down to the knuckle as more and more cum burbled out of his gaping ass.
So the shower went well, though they had to hose themselves off afterwards and they still ended up reeking of sex. He really hoped the basin drained by itself eventually, because there were a few inches of water-thinned cum sludge sloshing around the bottom and that made it basically impossible to use. Having sex was gonna ruin his entire apartment.
"You know, I actually had stuff to do today," Naruto said, afterwards, when he and Kiba were standing in his kitchen naked eating dry cereal. "I was gonna go get groceries."
Kiba crunched. "You don't say." The cereal was just about the only thing in the apartment.
"It's your fault. You're the one who came over with his giant dog dick—"
"What, and made you suck it?"
Their clothes were in the laundry. Naruto had more than one outfit, but it seemed weird to get dressed when Kiba was naked, and also he liked the way Kiba's gaze kept dragging down his stomach to stare at his sheath. He kept unsheathing a little bit, sharp cockhead peeking out pink and shining, and there was a buzzing in his stomach, a tingle across his arms: they were just standing there, eating, talking, but the potential of Kiba leaning over and starting to stroke his sheath, of pressing close and kissing him, had him amped up, even if he knew practically it wasn't gonna happen, and also he'd be pretty pissed off if it did since he didn't really want to cover his kitchen in a layer of cum either.
Still, thinking about it made his cock slurp out a few more inches, jutting out in a stiff spike. Kiba looked at him and smirked, but not in a mean way.
"How's your ass feel," Naruto said.
"Good," Kiba said. "Sore."
"Not like—" Naruto made an explosion gesture with hands, complete with "pchoow" sound.
Kiba laughed. "It's fine. Uh. Like I said, it wasn't—"
"The first time you got knotted, right."
Kiba flushed. "Yeah," he said.
The more he thought about it the more that seemed really hot, actually. He'd— Naruto wasn't gonna lie; after some of the dreams he'd absolutely considered getting a shadow clone to channel Kurama's chakra and fuck him, and really the only thing that had stopped him was the part where then Kurama would definitely know what's up. But another concern was that his knot was the size of a fist, and that— like Naruto was adventurous. He'd absolutely tried to fit his own fist up his ass. A fist was big. A fist plus a giant dog dick was... a lot. Kiba whined and sobbed a lot when he was getting fucked, and the thought of him pinned under Akamaru's giant furry bulk, gasping and sobbing and squirming and impaled there, stuck on Akamaru's giant dog dick, was... hot. Real hot. But also pretty intimidating. Kiba's knot was gigantic.
Kiba could clearly follow his train of thought. "It does actually feel good," Kiba said, rolling his eyes.
Back when they'd only been jerking each other off and sometimes sucking dick, Kiba hadn't been sure about anal sex. He'd said, it seemed weird and uncomfortable. He'd said 'it' because at that point neither of them were to the point of directly saying it. 'Fucking you, in the ass' seemed too direct and crude; 'anal sex' seemed weirdly clinical, and so they mostly communicated the concept through a series of indirect euphemisms and sometimes hand gestures, which at the time seemed totally reasonable but now lent that entire period a slightly comical air.
Naruto had been a lot more gung-ho about getting something up his ass, and after fingering himself in the shower had proved okay but not particularly exciting he'd gone out and shopped around for anything dildo-shaped that wasn't actually a dildo. He'd ended up getting some random jade statuettes, spent a while opening himself up, and then given himself the most intense orgasm he'd ever had grinding down on the statuette's head. He'd been unable to pull himself off it for a minute afterward because his legs were so wobbly.
Kiba had said he didn't want to get fucked, and Naruto had said, good because he wanted Kiba to fuck him, and Kiba had looked surprised and weirded out, like bottoming was a tedious chore that they were gonna have to alternate to be fair. He'd said to Kiba, he wouldn't be asking to get fucked if it was something he had to struggle through; he was asking because it felt really fucking good. Kiba absolutely hadn't believed him. He wasn't sure if the part where he'd been whining and sobbing and gasping and making all sorts of weird facial expressions while he got fucked his first time had made Kiba more or less nervous about bottoming himself.
He still had those statuettes. He really needed to get himself an actual dildo.
"That's easy for you to say!" he said, in the here and now. "You're the one with a giant monster dick!"
Kiba looked down at Naruto's dick; it was, by basically any definition, a giant monster dick.
"You know what I mean," Naruto said. "I don't want your dick coming out of my throat. It's seriously huge."
"We could try putting my dick down your throat," Kiba said, and leered.
"Fuck off," Naruto said. "...Maybe next time."
"Next time?"
"Uh, yeah next time. Like. Tomorrow?" Naruto shifted. Usually they'd just met up, haphazardly. They'd both been in Konoha without particularly busy schedules for weeks, and this was the first time they'd talked. Tomorrow was really soon.
"Impatient, huh?" Kiba asked. "That eager to get fucked?"
Naruto flushed. "Man, shut up, you know you're just as eager to get to use your fucking gross dog dick, c'mon."
Kiba looked aside. "You got a dirty mouth." He had the faintest flush across his cheeks, and his cock pushed out a few inches, vivid red shaft slick and shining, reeking of dog.
Naruto grinned and leaned in. "What, you don't like it? Listen," he said, and slung his arms over Kiba's shoulders, pulled them close. "I want you to stuff your giant doggy dick into my ass and pump me full of your load until it's squirting out around your giant knot."
"Oh my god," Kiba said. "Didn't you just say—"
"We'll make it fit," Naruto said, rolling his eyes, and gave Kiba a peck on the nose. "Obviously. Just don't try to slam it in."
"I can't believe you," Kiba said. "You're as bad as Akamaru." At Naruto's questioning look: "He's got a filthy mouth."
"Oh yeah? What kinda stuff does he say?" Naruto was maybe... jealous wasn't the right word, but curious wasn't really right either. He really needed to hear about how Kiba and Akamaru fucked.
"Uh," Kiba said, faltering. "You wanna hear his dirty talk? That's... kinda weird." He was flushing.
"I'm just curious," Naruto said, not quite at the point of saying 'I think I want Akamaru to fuck me'.
"I don't— you really don't want to know."
"I just jerked off your dog dick," Naruto said. "D'you think it's worse than that?"
Kiba rolled his eyes. "He's a dog. He's going into rut. He tells me how his dick is aching in his sheath and he wants me mouth in there to clean it off. He says how nice his knot feels stuck in my ass." Kiba was steadily getting redder and redder as he talked. "He says he's gonna breed me until cum comes out of my mouth. He wants to fuck me in the middle of the clan compound so everybody can see it. Sometimes he says his ass is hungry for my dick—"
"Wait, you fuck him?"
"That's what you have a problem with?"
"No, I mean— I don't know? It feels weird to fuck him, I guess?" Naruto thought about it. So far he'd kind of assumed it was Kiba, uh, getting brutally railed by Akamaru's giant dog dick, and also he'd kinda put himself in Kiba's place there. Maybe it was just that he wanted to get brutally railed by Akamaru's giant dog dick.
Kiba was laughing into his hand. "I can't believe you two. Of course you'd be into his awful dirty talk. He says he wants to milk my knot until I'm dry." He made a face.
"It's not awful," Naruto said.
"I don't know why you're on his side here. He, uh—" Kiba paused, just long enough to really catch Naruto's attention. "He want to fuck you, you know."
Oh. That was— maybe that shouldn't have been surprising, given everything that'd happened so far, but he'd kinda slotted anything like that solidly into the 'fantasy' category in his brain. "Oh," he said, slowly. "Um." Kiba made a face like, 'sure, you see how he is now'.
"I mean—" Naruto took a deep breath, paused. "I'm fine with that? With. Akamaru wanting to fuck me." He cleared his throat. "I want Akamaru to fuck me."
"What?!"
"I've, uh, been having these dreams," Naruto started.
"Of Akamaru fucking you?!"
"Nah, no. Of Kurama."
Kiba kinda blanched.
"And it's... really hot?" Naruto shifted his weight uneasily. "So I kinda want to actually... try that out. So, I mean. If Akamaru wants to fuck me. And. You're okay with that. We could do that."
Kiba swallowed heavily, staring at Naruto in a way he couldn't stand seeing. He turned his head away, furiously aware of the heat across his cheeks.
"Sure," Kiba said. "Like—" He paused. "Wow. You know, I kinda thought— Like I'm pretty sure most everybody would think this—" he gestured at his sheath, dick protruding a few slimy inches. "—is real gross? You're okay with me and Akamaru; you want to... what? Have a threesome?" He looked up at Naruto, an unguarded expression on his face. "I'm— It's real lucky you like me, huh?"
"Oh, shut up," Naruto said, still blushing furiously. "Don't get a bunch of feelings because I want your pet dog to fuck me."
Kiba laughed and dragged Naruto in for a tight hug. "You're real nice, you know that?" he said, breath puffing into Naruto's ear. Naruto could feel him swallow again, the soft noise of his lips parting as he prepared to say something else. Kiba's lips dragged across the shell of his ear. "I wanna knot you before Akamaru does."
"Fucking hell," Naruto groaned, sagging against Kiba. His cock lurched out, smearing an inch or two up between their stomachs, and now that they weren't coated in slime the pressure and friction was so intense it hurt. He didn't pull back. "Yeah. Fuck it, knot me."
"Yeah," Kiba said, just dumbly echoing. "Yeah, wow."
Then Naruto pushed him back. "Like, tomorrow, though. I got shit to do aside from get fucked." He looked at the window, at the late evening light. He sighed and scrubbed a hand through his hair. "I had shit to do."
There was still time in the day to get some food; not all the stores had closed, just the markets. He dropped by Ichiraku, and... things had changed, obviously, with Konoha still rebuilding after the war, and him famous and renowned, but in the moment he was dazed, half-aware, just thinking about how he'd just planned a threesome with Kiba and his dog. It felt like it was so obvious to anybody who saw him that it might as well be written on his forehead.
He bought food, and ate, and went home, and nothing really deviated that much from his schedule, but the entire time he was half-thinking of the next day. Of what Akamaru's dick would look like. What it would taste like. He felt obscene even thinking about it.
Of course, that night he had the dream, again. Two nights in a row was uncommon, but it was hardly surprising, given the day. This time it was just the one Kurama, and he was Akamaru-sized. Great nine-tails, gleaming eyes, long fox muzzle, tails thrashing behind him in a frenzy, all that reduced to the size of a large dog. He still wasn't sure if the dreams had anything to do with the actual Kurama, and even in the dream he dimly had the thought that it was kind of indiginifying; taking the fearsome Nine-Tails and shrinking him down from the size of a mountain to the size of a boulder.
Kurama fucked him. His cock was huge, fully unsheathed as he approached. It was so long the tip scraped against his forelegs, swaying under him, and he was pissing out pre in watery cords that slashed off his swaying cock, staining the ground beneath him dark. Naruto was flat on his back, legs raised, and Kurama mounted him, pressed his knees to his chest, his slavering muzzle open and panting, drooling straight into Naruto's open mouth. His cock stabbed at him, trying to hit its mark, and instead skewing up across his ass, slotting between his thighs to drag against Naruto's own fox dick: the two of them identical copies, save that Kurama's was so much bigger. Naruto whined, needy, and pulled Kurama down for a kiss, hungrily lapping up the fox's slavering drool from his long tongue, gulping down rank mouthfuls, excess overflowing his mouth and spilling down his cheeks in syrupy cords.
The sharp point of Kurama's cock caught against his asshole, and he plunged in all the way to the knot in a single thrust, warping Naruto's entire body around his mammoth shaft. Naruto gasped, groaning, body shuddering, and Kurama leered down at him, tails lashing wildly. He fucked him brutally, frenzied, like an animal needing to breed: cock slamming deep into his guts, only a fraction pulling out before he drove back in. His knot mashed against Naruto's asshole, bloated and bulging, huge and rubbery as it smacked against him again and again. Cords of thickened pre squirted from his flooded ass, tethering them together, smearing between them each time Kurama slammed into him. Naruto came all over himself just from getting fucked, his cock spraying across Kurama's underbelly, his own knot pinned between his thighs keeping him cumming.
Kurama kept fucking him all the way through, implacable, his paws scratching red lines across Naruto's chest and sides, his haunches quivering with each thrust, knot somehow both still soft and already so gigantic it couldn't possibly fit inside him. Naruto sobbed, cumming over and over, drenching himself with his own load as Kurama slavered above him, each crack of impact showering him with a fresh splatter of thick, churned-up pre.
Kurama howled, thrusts coming faster, hard pressure stabbing deep inside him. His knot rammed against Naruto's gaping, broken ass and stayed there. Kurama's claws scraped against the ground as he dug in, grinding down harder and harder, and Naruto's entire body slowly warped around its bulk. Kurama's knot sunk inside him in erratic jerks, the fox's legs kicking, paws scrabbling. He punched it through Naruto's gaping asshole and socketed it inside him, so huge his stomach was bloated around its bulk. Kurama came, yapping and howling, and each shot felt like a lance of heat inside him, the flesh of his stomach rubbery and rippling, swelling out in waves as the fox bred him deeply.
Naruto came all over himself again, liquid swilling around him, lapping at his sides, and he sobbed and moaned, letting Kurama dismount him, cock twisting around inside him as Kurama turned ass-to-ass and bodily dragged him across the rocky ground. The pressure kept Kurama's knot bloated hugely, digging hard against the inner rim of Naruto's broken asshole, and no matter how wide he gaped they were still locked tight together. Kurama came and came inside him, knot a gigantic, rock-hard lump, keeping the full weight of his load inside Naruto: he pumped him so full of cum that he was sloshing, gut swollen like he was pregnant, so heavy he couldn't do anything aside from groan and sob as he came all over himself.
Naruto woke up still in the haze of orgasm, entire body tingling and flushed, and it wasn't until he rolled over and the movement squelched that he woke up past that. His bed was drenched. It looked like he'd came all over himself several times; the entire night, maybe. The sheets were glued to his body, crusted on the outsides, and he was practically laying in a lake, with a slick upwelling of cum oozing through the mattress at his sides. His knot was out, throbbing against nothing, cum wetly drizzling down his shaft, and faced with the mess the continual throb of pleasure was almost insulting.
Naruto slogged out of bed and got cleaning. Again. His still-hard cock stuck up and out at a sharp angle, drizzling cum all over the floor, but they were already smeared with cum in a thick puddle all around his bed. He smacked his face, groaning against his palm, and mostly just gave himself a taste of his own load, animal and weirdly acrid, sloppy and churned up in drippy peaks all across his hands.
He cleaned, showered, jerked off in the shower, ate food, jerked off in the shower again, and then ran out of things to do. Kiba had just said he'd be over in the afternoon, but that left a few hours to go. He sat down on the couch, and then realized he was just sitting there squeezing his thighs together, each motion sending a hot sting of pleasure through his buried cock. His sheath was drooling pre all over the floor. Kiba was coming over soon. With Akamaru. That was... it was one thing to have dreams of Kurama fucking him. But soon, today, that was going to happen to him. Actually. Not just in a dream.
He paced around. He beat out the mattress, which didn't work super well since it was still damp from the morning. He stood in his kitchen and drank water and didn't really think about anything. Every time there was a noise outside, somebody passing by, he went to see if it was Kiba and Akamaru. He decided next time they were actually going to pick a time. Scheduling things seemed weird? Like it was important. 'Meet me tomorrow at 4:00pm sharp, under the bridge, with the materials. Wear a disguise'. Only here it was "Meet me, to get fucked, by a giant dog dick".
Before, it had been that... he'd seen Kiba in the town, and Kiba'd seen him, and he'd jerked his head to the side and they'd gone somewhere secluded to blow each other, or whatever. Happenstance. Like on some level he was expecting to get put on trial, and he'd say "Oh it was an accident; I just tripped and my mouth fell on his dick, repeatedly, over the course of a year", and they'd say, "Well, there's no evidence of planning, so I guess it was all just an accident". But this, what he was doing, what they'd done, was for sure Planning.
It wasn't that he didn't want it, because mixed in with the nervousness there was a hungry twisting in his guts where he was desperate to feel what it would be like to have Kiba's dog dick in his ass. But there was that layer of seeming like he didn't want it, in case anybody asked. Not that anybody would ever ask, since nobody knew. But there was always that layer of indirection, so that he could just say, oh yeah, Kiba's just some guy; he wasn't really that invested in anything about it, they happened to see each other sometimes and jerk each other off and there was nothing special about that. But now there was no avoiding that he'd straight-up, flat-out told Kiba to come around today, with Akamaru, so they could both fuck him, and now Kiba was gonna be here soon here and he would be expecting to fuck.
It was all... less impulse, less impromptu, more planned. Kiba and Akamaru were coming over here, specifically, to fuck him. Soon. That was what he kept repeating, mind looping over and over on that thought in a mix of dread and anticipation.
He was in the middle of his sex-related breakdown when he heard them coming. For all that he'd listened to everybody who passed by just in case, the actual sound of Kiba and Akamaru approaching was unmistakable. The click of Akamaru's claws on the flagstones, the scuff of Kiba's shoes; he knew those sounds really well, actually.
The roiling in his stomach was a little shocking. He felt like he was gonna be sick. He was a mess. He was a tangled ball of nerves and arousal. His dick ached in his sheath, and he walked, a little bow-legged, to the door, opening it just before Kiba knocked. Akamaru was... big, a gigantic white ball of fluff, shoulders level with Kiba's waist, head nearly chest height. His tail was wagging hard.
Naruto croaked out a "Hey."
Kiba looked him up and down — his pants obscenely bloated by the mound of his bulging sheath, cock perpetually half-hard within — and stepped inside quickly, Akamaru at his heels.
Kiba looked around the apartment, sniffing the air. "Have you done anything all day?"
"I was waiting for you!"
"All day?"
Naruto scowled. In retrospect he could've used some of that time for the errands he missed doing yesterday. "Whatever," he said. "Hey."
Kiba blinked. "Hey."
Naruto shifted his weight. "So...?"
"Yeah?"
There was an awkward pause. They all stood in Naruto's living room. Kiba shared a look with Akamaru.
"Okay, so, what do you wanna do?" Kiba asked, finally.
Naruto made a face. "So are we planning everything out now?"
"If you want to? Akamaru's not just gonna shove his dick in your face." At his side, Akamaru let out an offended whuff.
"I mean, that's the reason you're here, right?"
"Yeah," Kiba said, slowly. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Naruto's gaze darted down. Kiba's sheath was less of a giant overt bulge than his, but it was still definitely there. Somehow, lunging for his dick seemed less natural this time. Not just because the general atmosphere of tension, but also Akamaru was right there next to Kiba. It would be weird to blow Kiba with Akamaru watching. Even if the reason Akamaru was here was because he was gonna fuck him. Akamaru sat down, looking at him, and even that seemed like... a pronouncement, or something. Like Akamaru was thinking something about him.
Kiba's eyebrows went up. "I think this is the first time I've ever seen you nervous."
"Wow, shut up! Asshole." And then, at Kiba's persistent gaze: "Yeah, but I mean... it's big. This is big, right?"
Kiba groped his crotch. "Oh, it's big alright." Naruto hit him. Then, a little less intentionally obnoxious: "I get it. It's... I mean, my first time with Akamaru was... weird. If you don't wanna do it, like, it's fine? You seem kinda... tense about it."
"I'm not tense!" Naruto yelped. He paused and shook his head. "I mean, I really wanna do it. I've been—" He stopped, then started again. "I've been thinking about Akamaru fucking me all day. I really want him to..." he trailed off and turned to look at Akamaru. Like, maybe it was rude to talk about him in the third person, like he wasn't in the room. "I mean—" he started over, facing Akamaru.
"He's still a dog," Kiba said, and rolled his eyes. "He doesn't really care how humans talk." He paused. "You know what he wants," he said, voice lower, more intimate, and the sound sent prickles of heat across Naruto's stomach, concentrating on the fuzz across his inner thigh.
Naruto swallowed. "Yeah."
Akamaru's tail wagged, thwapping loudly against the floor. Between his haunches, the mound of his sheath was maybe a little thicker and more prominent. Maybe Naruto was just imagining things. He kept staring at Akamaru's sheath.
"Sounds like you want it too," Kiba said. "So if you don't know how to start, how about—" Kiba swallowed, mouth dry. "How about you give him a kiss."
Naruto jerked up to look at Kiba. He swallowed. "Yeah?"
Kiba nodded. "Yeah."
Akamaru barked, and Naruto started, looking back down at him, face flushing. The entire situation felt... awkward. Artificial. When he'd dropped to his knees to suck Kiba's dick, he hadn't been thinking about anything. Now, he couldn't stop thinking. The very act of getting on his knees felt contrived, not just naturally sinking down, but being hyper-aware of every shift in his thighs as he crouched down, the light stress on his knees, how he was very consciously aligning his back so his head was level with Akamaru's. He swallowed. Akamaru opened his mouth, panting, and let his tongue loll out the side of his muzzle.
"Um," Naruto started, looking up at Kiba, and Akamaru surged forwards, licking a messy stripe up across his face. Naruto sputtered, reflexively pushing him back — this wasn't the first time Akamaru had slobbered all over his face — and then froze. He spread his fingers where they were meshed into Akamaru's fur. He opened his mouth, letting Akamaru lick in across his teeth, his doggy tongue long and flexible, folding over itself in weird ways, slick and slobbery as he pushed deeper, clogging Naruto's mouth with the mass of his tongue, filling his mouth with thin, dimly sour drool. Naruto gurgled, breath blowing bubbles between them.
Akamaru pressed against him. Naruto's hands curled around his forelegs, feeling Akamaru's weird, canine muscles shift across his chest as Akamaru leaned into him. Akamaru's tongue slurped out of his mouth with a messy spray of drool, lapping a frothing mess up his neck. Naruto opened wide, panting for breath, and Akamaru shoved his tongue back in with a wet glurk. Naruto swallowed an acrid mouthful of dog drool, breathing through his nose, and Akamaru whined, his lips smearing over Naruto's face, muzzle open wide to press his fangs in prickling rows across his cheeks. Akamaru's tongue stabbed deeper, meeting the back of his mouth and crumpling over itself in heavy folds, and Naruto gagged, spewing out a slobbery mess of their mingled drool.
"Fuck, that's hot." Kiba's voice was low and rough coming from behind Naruto; Kiba was mumbling, talking to himself. "Yeah, open wide, let him shove his tongue down your throat."
Naruto groaned, drool bubbling up between their obscenely-joined mouths, and Akamaru tried again. Naruto gurgled, throat spasming as Akamaru's tongue probed behind his teeth, sliding in a wide, foreign mass along the roof of his mouth, and he struggled to not gag, swallowing Akamaru's slimy drool until with a slick pressure he felt his throat open, letting Akamaru lean in, chest against chest, muzzle spreading until most of Naruto's face was in his mouth, and shoved his slimy tongue down his throat. Akamaru dumped drool directly down into his stomach, a mess of slobber spilling over Naruto's teeth, swilling in the back of his mouth, sinking down along the wet, slimy muscle of Akamaru's tongue. Naruto let out a shaky moan, the sound swallowed up in Akamaru's mouth, and opened wider, letting Akamaru plunder his mouth, shoving his long canine tongue between his splayed lips, pushing down to the root inside him, lapping along the inner flesh of his throat.
The need for breath grew, throat clogged, and Naruto gurgled, spewing out slobbery tendrils down his chin, pouring down his neck, and eventually he coughed and sputtered — Akamaru's tongue sliding up out of him in a weirdly liquid slide — and pulled back, flushed and dazed. His entire face was glazed in dog drool, lips shiny and starting to bruise already, red dots of fang imprints in curving lines across his cheeks. His mouth hung open, a messy spill of churned-up drool flooding over his lower lip and pouring down his body in a wash.
Naruto tipped his head to the side, looking over: Kiba had opened his pants, and his fuzzy sheath jutted out, balls draping down over his thigh. The raw red flesh of his dick was slick and shining, half-unsheathed, pointed straight at Naruto's face. Kiba was jerking off, fingers smearing his fresh pre across his length, wet and slurping, and at the sight of Naruto's face — glazed with Akamaru's spit, drool dribbling down the corner of his mouth — Kiba groaned and thrust his hips forward, milking out a thin spurt of pre that hit Naruto in the chest, staining his shirt dark.
"I'm gonna—" Naruto started, voice thick, drool stuck in his throat, and dragged off his shirt, tossing it aside. Things were just gonna get messier from here. He should've just greeted them naked.
Akamaru lurched forward, muzzle smacking against Naruto's chest and knocking him back, wet and hot impact across his shoulder when Akamaru opened wide and lapped down his chest, slobbery dog tongue dragging across his nipples with a burst of unexpected sensation. Naruto groaned, fingers curling into Akamaru's shaggy fur, and the dog surged forward, standing over Naruto as he licked all across his chest and neck, tongue squirming over his jaw to press against his lips. Naruto opened his mouth, letting Akamaru kiss him again, tongue shoved down his throat, drool spilling down his chin. Kiba groaned, the wet sounds of his hand slipping along his dick loud in the room. Jerking off, watching Naruto make out with a dog. Pre splattered across Naruto's cheek as Kiba watched, groaning when Akamaru tongue-fucked his throat, making Naruto sputter and gag and swallow down a slimy mess of dog droll. Obscene noises came from Naruto's mouth, squelches and gurgles as Akamaru plunged his tongue deeper, squirming and twisting, churning their mingled spit together into a frothy mess, with cords of foamy bubbles spilling over Naruto's lips.
Akamaru pulled out with a squelch, a strange slithery sensation in his throat as his tongue pulled free, and Naruto was left on his knees, gasping, breath bubbly. Akamaru sat back on his haunches, and there was no way to miss his dick now: his fat balls pooled on the floor; sheath thick and bloated; his dick a dark, vivid red, with a strange tracery of blue and red veins just below the smooth, shining surface. A watery spill of pre ran down his cock, overflowing his sheath and soaking the fur of his balls in soggy hanks. He was thicker than Kiba, shaft thicker and thicker as more of it unsheathed, until it was hugely broad, nothing that he could ever fit in his throat. His balls were gigantic, each one the size of two fists, his mammoth sac hanging loose, the size of Naruto's entire head.
Kneeling like that, panting and gasping for breath after the slobbery kiss, face smeared with dog drool, it was easy for Naruto to go down on his elbows, pushing his head between Akamaru's forelegs, and suck the tip of his dick into his mouth. Akamaru crooned, a low whine that ended with eager panting and the wet sounds of him licking his lips, spilling drool all across Naruto's back. Naruto dragged his tongue along the underside of Akamaru's sharp cockhead. The taste blossomed in his mouth, the same taste as Kiba's dick, only more concentrated: rank animal musk, sweat, dog, fur, meat. Akamaru's pre was thin and bitter, spurting wetly across the roof of his mouth, and Naruto grimaced and swallowed, his body drooling hard to flush the reeking taste from his mouth. He watched the cords of spit spill down Akamaru's still-unsheathing shaft, drizzling in burbling lines down to his bloated sheath, and he hungrily swallowed more, bearing down until the sharp tip jabbed against the back of his mouth. He squinted, breathing hard through his nose, and struggled to jam Akamaru's cockhead deeper. His cock was unreal: smoothly thickening into a jaw-cracking swell thicker than his arm, and more and more kept pushing out from Akamaru's sheath.
Behind him, there was the thump of Kiba's knees hitting the floor; his cock slid slick and hot against Naruto's hip, angled up to drizzle pre into the small of his back. Akamaru got up, skewing his dick in Naruto's mouth; abruptly shoving in an inch down his throat with a glurk and a sputtering plume of grimy slime spraying out over his lips. Kiba ground against him, hands gripping his hips, dick spurting runny cords of pre all across his back. There were wet sounds above him, drool pouring down over him: Kiba and Akamaru were making out, Kiba's hungry moans, muffled by the wet glurp of Akamaru shoving his tongue down Kiba's throat, and then just guttural slurping.
Naruto went crosseyed trying to look at the rest of Akamaru's shaft: cherry red, reeking of dog, with matted fur smearing all across his face, dripping tufts framing the gigantic, animal bulk of his sheath. Akamaru's balls dangled between his haunches, smooth and gigantic, and Naruto whined around his dick, gulping furiously, struggling to swallow it down. It was slick, tip smeared with phlegm where it kept jabbing down into his throat, and each time Naruto sputtered and gagged, squinting his eyes, a frothy mess of pre and drool spilling from his nose and mouth.
He tipped his head back, and Akamaru's jerky thrusts forward lined up just right, sinking half his shaft down his throat with an obscene gurgle. Naruto whined, sound entirely muffled, throat bulging from the sheer size of Akamaru's cock. He came in his pants. He'd been fucking the air, cock still pinned inside his sheath, knot aching, but none of that was important compared to the giant cock in front of him. His eyes rolled back in his head, throat convulsing, and his cock erupted, each spurt making his entire body shudder. His load sprayed hard inside him, but only sluggishly drooled out from his overpacked sheath, forming a slowly-growing dark splotch soaking all the way through his pants. Dazed and lax, he dreamily sucked on Akamaru's dick, broken-open throat letting him slide down to the jaw-cracking middle of his shaft, the tip shoved past his collarbone, continually spilling wet, heavy heat through his chest. His nose mashed against Akamaru's underbelly, head framed between his haunches, and he breathed in long, burbling breaths, a watery mess of pre and snot spilling from his nose.
"Naruto," Kiba repeated, and hazily he realized Kiba had been saying it for a while, tone increasingly amused. Naruto blinked, throwing off some of the daze: he was contorted under Akamaru's belly, pants soaked to his skin, cum streaming down his thighs, the entire front of his body dripping with the stringy slime he kept coughing up around Akamaru's shaft. Akamaru's shaft twitched, dragging his head back and forth to follow it, and each time the motion was punctuated by an obscene wet slurmp from inside his throat; the messy seal of his spasming throat breaking around Akamaru's shuddering shaft, letting a slobbery gush of pre and phlegm squirt up his throat, spraying from his lips in an explosion of slime.
Naruto pulled back, throat disgorging Akamaru's dick in a flood of churned-up pre, and even after it slurped out between his lips it still felt like he had something lodged inside him: throat fucked-open, flooded with slimy dog pre. Akamaru's shaft bobbed in front of him, twitching up against the dog's underbelly, spurting out watery gushes of pre that smacked against Naruto's already-drenched face. There were marks along Akamaru's shaft showing how far he'd gotten: a smeared ring of bubbly froth wrapped around the smooth swell in the middle, with everything above that sucked clean. His lips tingled, bruised and puffy, weirdly soft and plush to the touch.
Bubbly cords of churned-up froth oozed down his jaw, spilling down his neck and over his chest in a grimy, off-white flow, slimy and glistening. Kiba hauled him up from Akamaru's underbelly, and the lack of heat and warmth, wet fur all across his face, was disorienting. Kiba's face was just as slathered: cords of foamy drool smeared across his jaw, dripping down his chin. Kiba groaned and pulled him close, hungrily lapping up the messy slurry across his chin, up to Naruto's swollen lips. Kiba groaned into Naruto's mouth, huffing and panting, and when he drew back they stayed connected with sludgy cords webbed between them, jiggling from their rough breath. Akamaru barked.
"Let's get you naked," Kiba said, hands tugging Naruto's soaked pants down. His gaze was stuck on Naruto's lips. "I wanna fuck your throat." He bodily hauled Naruto up, nearly tearing his clothes off him, panting hard, half-feral.
"Bed," Naruto said, and Kiba nodded, hauling them up all the floor — where there was already a puddle of pre and cum; his floorboards were gonna get so warped — and shakily making their way to his bedroom. Cocks unsheathed, bodies pressed tight against each other, Akamaru's shoulders knocking against their hips, they made slow progress. Kiba pinned Naruto against a wall and chewed on his neck while Naruto fucked his freshly-unsheathed and entirely cum-slathered cock up across Kiba's chest, drenching him in thick, goopy fox cum. They left wet footprints — and pawprints — all the way through his apartment.
Naruto's calves hit the edge of the bed and he toppled down, Kiba coming down on top of him, and Akamaru leapt up after. The bed was at least dry after the morning, though it still smelled of cum. He got the feeling that wasn't gonna last long.
"Turn around," Kiba said, jerking his cock, splattering Naruto with his runny pre. "Head off the edge." He whined, half-dog himself, panting open-mouthed, chest heaving. "I can't believe how much of Akamaru's dick you swallowed," he said, smearing his cock against Naruto's shoulders as he repositioned himself: on his back, head tipped over the edge. Throat a straight line from mouth to chest. "Fuck, I want you to swallow my cock all the way to the knot."
Naruto's eyebrows went up. That was a lot. Fuck, he hoped he could. Kiba saw his face and his expression softened. "Well, try," he said, the concern cutting through his feral demeanor.
Naruto laughed, angling Kiba's dick against his face: softly stroking as he lapped along its side, lips dragging against the slimy flesh. "You better believe I'm gonna do it, for sure." His voice was still all bubbly, throat clogged with phlegm, and the reminder made Kiba groan, drawing back to press his cocktip against Naruto's lips. After the giant bulk of Akamaru's dick, Kiba's actually seemed reasonable. Like something it might be possible to actually fit into his mouth. The tip slid across his face, cutting through the layers of glistening slime spilling across his cheeks, and Naruto opened wide, giving Kiba a nice big target.
Akamaru, meanwhile, jumped on top of him: legs bracketed at his shoulders and knees, grinding down the enormous bulk of his doggy dick all across Naruto's stomach and chest. He wrapped his hands around the dog's gigantic shaft without looking away from Kiba, stroking the middle portion as Akamaru humped through his hands and absolutely drenched him with watery pre. His own cock slid along Akamaru's, just adding its own spurts to the mess spilling across his chest.
Kiba eased his cockhead past Naruto's lips. He was spurting pre steadily, in heavy arcs that just barely cleared his cockhead, and Naruto caught a few bursts all across his face before the spurting tip slid inside. Kiba was in no mood to go slow, and Naruto wasn't interested in being teased with having a dick down his throat: Kiba pushed in, Naruto's throat still slick and open from taking Akamaru, and half his cock plunged into him with a gurgling squelch. Kiba groaned, guttural and snarling, and cupped a hand over Naruto's throat, his calluses scraping over Naruto's Adam's apple as he felt his dick through the sheathing flesh; how it warped and bulged from the throb of his cock.
After Akamaru, Kiba's dick was almost managable: it was slimmer, its shape less bloated in the middle. The sharp tip of Kiba's cock stabbed deeper, following the carved-open passage Akamaru had left. Naruto still gurgled and gagged, spewing out filmy cords of churned-up sludge that drooled down over his upturned face. Hot runnels spilled up his cheeks and over his closed eyelids, tangling in his eyebrows and finally spilling into his hair, soaking it together in clumps. Kiba groaned, thumb smearing the mess down over his throat, squelching under his palm as he rutted forward. He could feel when Kiba shoved deeper than Akamaru had gotten: throat clogged with Akamaru's slimy pre, flesh raw and untried. The push deeper slid along his internal passages, deeper and deeper until it felt like he would be spit through.
Heat blossomed in Naruto's chest, tip shoved past his collarbone, oozing sticky cords that slurped inside him. Ooze spilled constantly from his lips and nose; Kiba's thrusts churned up the mess of pre clogging his throat into a dense, foaming froth, and each thrust worked some of the creamy mess up around Kiba's shaft, gurgling up its sides until it drooled from his nose or squirted out over his lips. The thick, churned-up mess drenched his face in a translucent sheen of grimy froth. Kiba always stabbed deeper, each thrust working more through his throat until his balls swung forward and cracked against Naruto's face, sending a splatter of froth flying everywhere. The coarsely-furred skin of Kiba's sac stuck to Naruto's face and only slowly peeled away, leaving frothy cords strung out between them.
Kiba snarled, leaning forward — burying his face in Akamaru's shaggy shoulder — and half-mounted Naruto's face, foot raised up to dig into the mattress next to Naruto's head. He hunched forward, plunging his cock down Naruto's throat. Kiba's hand around his throat squeezed, feeling the way it warped around the churning bulk of his dick. Each thrust was punctuated by a sick wet glurk, Naruto's lips warped around Kiba's brutally fat dick, his throat spasming as he coughed up thick sludge all over his hugely bruised, raw red lips, splattering in grimy cords down his face, smeared into froth each time Kiba's weighty balls smacked against him.
Kiba and Akamaru were making identical snarling animal noises: growling, panting, crooning howls. Naruto was just gagging, a burble of bubbles spilling from his nose with each breath, soggy wet noises deep in his chest as Kiba stirred his cock around, short thrusts smacking his balls again and again against his face.
Naruto whined, eyes squeezed tightly shut, throat milking Kiba's dick, tongue pinned under its thick bulk. His lips ached, hot stings of pain each time Kiba pumped the broad middle of his shaft past them. His lips were bruised and swollen, bulging out in a crater-like ridge where they were wrapped around Kiba's dick. Kiba jerked forward, plunging his dick what felt like nearly into his stomach, and there was a sharp crack of impact that took both of them by surprise: Kiba's half-swollen knot mashed against Naruto's lips, cradling the underside. Kiba let out a long, guttural groan, grinding his knot against Naruto's plush mouth, letting Naruto gurgle out strings of slime all over the grotesquely-huge bulk of his knot until it was dripping with finger-thick cords of murky slime, spilling over its bulk to ooze down into his sheath and then overflowing to drip down over Naruto's froth-slathered face.
Kiba's knot throbbed against his mouth, his entire shaft swelling and creaking thicker. Kiba groaned, hips grinding against Naruto's face, slime-covered hands pressed down against Naruto's chest, bracing him as he fucked Naruto's face, forcing his cock an iota deeper. Naruto gagged, the wet smack-smack-smack of impact resonating through his jaw, and spat up strings of froth all across Kiba's balls, dripping down to the floor in creamy dollops. Kiba's fingers trembled where they were splayed across his chest, claws scraping across his nipples. His knot smacked against Naruto's mouth; Kiba ripped half his cock from Naruto's throat in a liquid gush and then crashed it back inside with an slobbery explosion over and over.
Kiba snarled, panting, howling, and abruptly jerked backwards, practically falling off the bed as he dismounted Naruto's face. The enormous spike of his cock pulled out and out, dragging frictionlessly over his plush lips until finally the tip pulled free with a soft pop, leaving Naruto tipped back, throat a slick, pulsing tunnel carved open, flooded and overflowing with churned-up canine pre, with slimy runnels painting his face in a thick, sluicing layer of ooze. Kiba's dick twitched before him, shooting out heavy arcs of pre that just added to the mess: thin, watery slime cutting clear channels through the near-opaque froth.
Naruto coughed, slime spraying from his nose and mouth, and tipped his head to the side, letting the mess just drool out past his bruised, flushed lips. His throat croaked when he tried to talk, disgorging up huge filmy clots of slime, bursting out over his lips in unexpected cords.
"Why'd you stop," Naruto said, eventually, voice broken and nearly inarticulate, eyes blearly and still glued shut with slime. He pried a hand off Akamaru's dick, fingers stiff after being clamped around its enormous girth, and tried wiping his face; that just smeared out a frothy plane of ooze, stretched out into a bubbly membrane all between his forearm and face. He blindly reached for Kiba's dick, fingers slurping across the tip, letting ooze drizzle down his wrist as he stroked it backhanded.
"I wanna knot you," Kiba said. "Right?" He was panting, body drenched in sweat, his cock trembling before him, dragged down so far it was nearly horizontal, his sheath warped and stretched into a sloppy oval beneath his half-engorged knot. The entire thing was lurching with each twitch, swaying back and forth, and utterly plastering Naruto's already-drenched form with cords of slick, watery pre.
Naruto gurgled out his assent, coughing up another slimy glob of churned-up pre. His throat ached; swallowing was slimy and slick with a sting of pain, and he could feel weird, rubbery planes of goo stick together all down his throat, webbing it closed.
Akamaru had been pissing out pre all over his chest, pooling across his stomach and pouring in watery waves over his sides. At Kiba's look, he dismounted — cock a giant, misshapen club dragging down from its own weight, drizzling rank, animal pre all over Naruto's front — and let Naruto sit up on his elbows, face flushed, a little bit dazed.
"You still good?" Kiba asked, stroking his dick, catching the thickened froth and smearing it back along his shaft until it was smooth and gleaming again.
"You better not be thinking about backing out now," Naruto croaked, still coughing up slime. He still couldn't open his eyes. "You said you were gonna knot me."
Kiba laughed, a little soft. "Impatient, huh?" He patted Naruto's side, sending up a splash of pre. His entire body was glazed in his and Akamaru's fluids, skin shiny and dripping with their shared issue; drenched in slick, watery doggy pre. "Turn around," he said, and Naruto squirmed around, grimacing at how the mattress flooded when he push his hands down into it; it was like a sponge, totally saturated already. None of them had even come yet. Kiba caught his hips and hauled him backwards, ass perched on the edge of the bed, legs up in the air.
Naruto's cock dug into his stomach, fully unsheathed, sharp tip burbling pre in streaks. His knot ached, cock drizzling a filmy mixture of cum and pre, only needing a little pressure to cum properly, but instead he wrapped his legs around Kiba's hips and pulled him in with his heels.
Kiba's fingers slid over his ass, skin there, like everywhere else, already glazed in pre. He caught the drool spilling down his side and worked it into his ass, spreading him open with one finger and then two. "Ready?"
Kiba would have to use his entire hand to actually prepare Naruto for the size of his dick. "Fuck me, already!" Naruto whined, tipping his head back — Akamaru scrambled back into place atop him, one paw scraping across his chest to pinch against his side; stood diagonally over him, three paws on his other side — and dragged his face across Akamaru's giant balls, draping across the side of his face as Akamaru straddled him again. Naruto groaned, turning his head to wetly suck across Akamaru's furry sac. He tasted like fur, fur and salt and dirt and rank animal musk, and Naruto slobbered across one giant ball, hands reaching up to curl around Akamaru's continually-spurting cock.
Kiba stepped closer, cocktip sliding against the curve of Naruto's ass, sharp point easily socketing into place, digging into the rim of his hole. Naruto whined, a high buzz muffled against Akamaru's balls — the dog shifted above him, properly straddling his face, and dragged his giant sac entirely over his face, each of his balls the size of two fists — and Kiba's hands wrapped around his thighs, lifting his legs. He felt Kiba press a kiss against his calf, lips dragging up over his skin as he eased his cock inside.
Kiba's dick was gigantic. He was spurting so much pre it made for good lube, slick and wet spilling in a hot flood inside him, and Naruto groaned, mouth sucking along the curve of one of Akamaru's giant balls. Kiba shifted, cock stabbing deeper, and Naruto let out a guttural grunt, groaning as Kiba sunk smooth, slippery inch after inch of his cock into him.
Akamaru ground down, the wet fur of his balls scraping back and forth over Naruto's face. The dog whined, fucking his cock against Naruto's chest, and he flopped his arms, wrapping his hands around Akamaru's spurting dog dick. His fingers only fit three-quarters of the way around its enormous bulk, and its full length spanned from his neck — half-engorged knot bashing against his chin when Akamaru shifted on the squishing mattress — nearly to his crotch, his own dick sliding along half Akamaru's length. He curled his hands around Akamaru's shaft just past his knot, letting the giant dog grind down against his fists, bloated knot throbbing against the webs of his thumbs, spurting pre all over his belly.
Kiba's cocktip pushed into Naruto's guts with a blossoming of heat: pre spilling along his inner passages, gurgling deeper in a sluggish flood. The pink ring of his asshole was raised in a sloppy crater, clinging tight to Kiba's bloated shaft. The slow swell of Kiba's dick spread him more and more, and he reflexively clenched and pushed, asshole sucking wetly along its length. Kiba rutted against him, letting Naruto whine and squirm as Kiba's dick slurped back and forth through his splayed hole. His hips snapped back and forth, fucking him with half his dick — plunging down nearly to the thickest point, hole stretched tight around its girth, and then pulling back, letting Naruto gape wide around the thin tip, a sloppy waterfall of pre pouring out around Kiba's cocktip.
The intensity of it was shocking: Kiba so huge, plunging inside him, making nerves all through his body fire erratically. Kiba ground deeper and Naruto's eyes bugged out, guts convulsing as the tip scraped deeper. This wasn't some dream where Kurama effortlessly shoved his monstrously-giant dick down to the knot. Naruto's eyes rolled back into his head, entire body shuddering from Kiba carving him open. Kiba's dick was the biggest thing he'd ever taken — his old, human dick — and even only halfway in this was beyond anything he'd ever taken before. He panted hoarsely into Akamaru's wet, fleshy sac, unable to see or hear or taste anything else, but Kiba's hands on his hips, Kiba's cock splitting him open, was all he could focus on. He whined, fingers automatically playing across Akamaru's cock, mouth automatically sucking on his heavy balls, hips rutting back onto the giant spear of Kiba's dick even as the depth made him gasp and shudder.
Then Kiba lurched forward, burying his head in Akamaru's shoulder with a shaky howl, and came inside him. He kept fucking him, shallowly grinding the middle of his dick against Naruto's hole, both hands slipping off Naruto's calves to clench around his burgeoning knot.
Naruto groaned, the hot wash of cum inside him distracting him: pooling in his ass, pouring out of him in a thick waterfall; and when Kiba pushed deeper he unfurled his guts, letting the tarry mess of cum reverse its flow, gurgling into his guts in a series of slobbery squelches. "Hey!" he yelped, eventually. "You were gonna knot me!"
Kiba just groaned against Akamaru's shoulder, panting for breath, hands audibly squeezing his knot with a messy squelch each time. "Sorry," he said, breathless. "Fuck," he groaned, hips erratically jerking forward, spurting cockhead sliding through Naruto's guts, spreading the hot wash of heat. "You're so— Fuck, it feels so good inside you."
Like he didn't want to be left out, Akamaru's humping increased, grinding his slippery cock across Naruto's chest, pinning his balls to Naruto's face, cock spurting down his stomach and legs, pushing so far some of the mess sprayed across Kiba's stomach, splattering his dick. Akamau bayed, yapping and yowling, and Naruto cradled his giant knot in both hands, squeezing down. He let out an almost-pained-sounding yelp, entire body jerking, and his knot bulged out between Naruto's hands, bloated flesh swelling in stiff ridges between Naruto's splayed fingers. His dick erupted, shooting out an immense blast of tarry canine cum that splattered all across Naruto and Kiba's bodies, instantly followed up by another, and another, until the prior mess was nothing compared to the thick frosting of rank, grimy dog cum plastered across the both of them in goopy lines. Akamaru howled, tongue lolling from his mouth, swiping to the side to catch Kiba's head in his open jaws and messily drool all over his face, slobbering down his chest.
Beneath the both of them, Naruto was practically immersed in their combined issue: Kiba still hosing down his ass, Akamaru's cockhead pinned against the crook of Naruto's thigh, gushing huge blasts that hit Naruto at point-blank range and fountained out in all directions. The both groaned, yowling and snarling as they dumped their loads all over — and into — Naruto, snarls turning into exhausted panting as they stayed knotted enough to keep cumming: their spurts turning into thin, watery slime that just poured all over, spilling in liquid rivers all over Naruto's cum-encrusted body, thinning the thick layers of goopy dog cum painted all over his skin.
Naruto groaned, cum smearing down Akamaru's dick, slurping down his sheath and over his balls into his mouth, rank and bitter. Akamaru jerked back, dragging Naruto's arms up to keep them locked around his giant knot, and his dick smeared its way up his chest, spurting against his crotch, belly, chest, neck, before he settled in place pissing out his watery load all over Naruto's head, sharp red tip digging against his cheek, flooding his mouth with bitter dog cum. Naruto got a fresh mouthful every time he opened his mouth to speak, gurgling and spitting as he tried to keep up with the flow.
Kiba stared down at him, eyes practically gleaming, his cock still lodged halfway inside Naruto's flooded ass and spurting hard as he watched Akamaru drench Naruto again and again in spurts of slimy cum, leaving his skin slick and glistening, hair matted to his scalp, mouth an overflowing pit with a frothy burble of reeking dog cum constantly spilling out. Kiba couldn't resist joining Akamaru in fully marking him: he pulled back, cock sliding free of Naruto's flooded ass, and he smacked his dick down against his stomach, spurting his load in watery gushes all up his chest, just adding his load to the filthy slurry painted all over Naruto's body.
They kept it up for minutes: two giant dog dicks pissing out cum all over him, bitter and rank clogging his nose and saturating his tongue, drizzling over his teeth and spilling down his throat. The slimy pool surrounding him in his bed turned into a sodden swamp, mattress squelching any time any of them moved, with the slimy puddle oozing wider and wider across the floorboards. Naruto just kept squirming, entire body on display with his hands locked over his head, wrapped around Akamaru's knot and keeping him cumming all over him. Kiba just aimed his dick, spraying Naruto up and down with the continual heavy flow, steadily pouring out in a gurgling flood.
"You got deeper in my throat than you did in my ass," Naruto complained, eventually. They were both still pissing out cum all over him, immersing him in their combined load.
Kiba let out a shaky laugh, hands clamped around his knot. "Your throat felt really fucking good." He aimed his dick up, the low arc of his cumshots splattering across Naruto's open mouth, drooling in over his floridly-bruised lips. "Next time."
It was still minutes later when they finally finished: knots finally going turgid, the continual pulse of cum turning into a slimy drizzle. Naruto pried his hands off Akamaru's knot, letting his cock swing up and smack against his underbelly, and Kiba did the same, giving his cock a stroke to catch the slimy handfuls of cum that were drizzling down his cock, shaking his hands to splatter the mess all over Naruto.
Naruto shifted, the mattress letting out a sad glurp under him, and he dragged his forearm over his face, the first time smearing everything around, the second time cleaning him off to some slight degree; sending huge runnels of cum pouring down his arm. He cracked his eyes open, blinking away webs of cum strung over his eyelashes.
His bedroom was a mess. The ceiling swam into focus first: there were cords of cum plastered across it, with dozens of thick, jiggling ropes hanging down. Somebody had shot off all across his dresser, with watery cum puddling at the top and sheening the wood all the way down, probably soaking most of the rest of his clothes too. He had a vanity and its mirror was clouded with thick, opaque ropes of cum. That wasn't even getting to the mattress, which was a flooded swamp. He tipped his head to the side — cum spilling into his ear and making sound all funny — and looked at the floor, more-or-less uniformly flooded with Kiba and Akamaru's load, in a filmy layer that'd spread across nearly the entire room. Dogs.
"This is—" Naruto took in the devastation. "I think this is beyond fixing."
"Um," Kiba said, a little abashed. "Yeah, we're— it's pretty messy." A cord of cum hanging from the ceiling snapped and hit the floor with a splash. "I could try a suiton?"
Naruto stared at him: "Have you ever gotten a suiton to work right?" And then: "On cum? Indoors?!"
"It was just a thought," Kiba grumbled.
"Okay, well," Naruto said, swinging his legs off the edge of the bed and settling his feet in the inch of murk covering the floor. His ass was loose and spreading; sitting down made him gape, oozing out more of Kiba's load onto the sodden sheets. "I'm going to take a shower. You two made this mess, so you better be cleaning it up when I'm out." He leaned forward and gave Kiba a peck on the cheek. "I mean, that was great. But it's a fucking mess. And next time, you better actually knot me, though."
He squelched his way out of the bedroom.
Kiba shared a look with Akamaru. "How good's your suiton?"
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