Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Firsts
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I make no money off of this!
Chapter List
- 19
- 20
- 21
REMINDER:This story takes place in Darkprism's Monoshizukanohi Universe. Though the appearances of Monoshizukanohi locations in this series of stories is minor, it does exist and that world belongs to her. She graciously allows me to play.
SECONDLY: Though it can be read WITHOUT reading "Changes," it is highly recommended that you read "Changes" before you read this. That said, it is *also* recommended that you read Darkprism's "Altering Affection," "Undercurrents" and at *least* part IV of "Rhythm & Bruise." "Changes runs chronologically concurrently with "Rhythm & Bruise."
Thirdly, in the following stories, I will be outlining individual warnings for each story/chapter. Actual warnings for this chapter: Anal, fingering, hand jobs.
Lastly, please remember that "Data," the "Enterprise D," the "Borg" and anything else related to Star Trek belongs to the estate of the late and great Gene Roddenberry and Paramount Pictures.

* * *

"TETSU!" Izumo kicked the front door closed, tearing open the envelope in his hand. "Mail!"
"What?" Kotetsu called as he turned off the sink and dropped the dish sponge. He turned toward the doorway in time to see Izumo step into the kitchen waving a small envelope. He snatched up the towel and wiped the suds from his hands. "What’s that?"
"Letters from Kenji." He held one out in the vague direction of his friend as he focused on his own letter, reading through the small sheet in his hand.
"They’re awfully thin," Tetsu commented, tearing his open. He pulled the single page out and scanned it quickly before reading through it more carefully.
"He’s coming home. Leave for the holidays before they ship him out. He’s due…" Izumo trailed off and looked over at the calendar on the wall by the phone. "He’s due tomorrow!"
"Yes!" Tetsu grinned over at his friend then turned back to his own letter. "Same basic thing. I don’t know why he sends two," he said, shaking his head.
Izumo chuckled. "He likes getting two back. He wants us to pick him up. I’m glad classes are over for the semester. We’ll have more time with him."
"Me, too. Hmmm. He doesn’t say what time in my letter." Kotetsu looked up at Izumo. "Does he say in yours?"
Izumo shook his head. "He’s not specific here, either. He says he’ll call, sometime in the afternoon. We’re supposed to get him at the base."
"I’m not sure I know where that is." Kotetsu frowned in thought.
"Um… along the water, not far from the Nara distribution, I think," Izumo said. "We can look it up. Mom might know, too."
Tetsu nodded. "Okay." Then he grinned, "Can’t believe he’s finally coming home. Damn, six months is a long, freaking time. Feels like it, anyway."
"I know. I wonder how long he’ll be home. My letter doesn’t say." Izumo’s forehead scrunched up in puzzlement. "I hope it’s a while."
"He says here about three weeks," Tetsu chuckled. "Well, he’s not redundant, is he?"
Izumo laughed. "Oh good! And no. He makes sure we have to read both to get all the information." He shook his head then frowned. "That’s… odd."
"What is?" Kotetsu asked, leaning over to glance at Izumo’s letter.
"The way he signed it." He tilted the sheet so Tetsu could look.
Kotetsu’s eyebrows went up, then he flipped the paper over he held and they climbed a little higher. "He signed mine the same way."
"Huh," Izumo said, staring at the line before Kenji’s name.
"Yeah, huh," Kotetsu echoed. He shook his head and reread the letter. Nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. "The rest is pretty normal, if short."
"Well, it’s probably short just because he’s coming home," Izumo offered.
"Yeah. But the closing?" Kotetsu asked.
Izumo shrugged. "Maybe just excited to see friends and family?" He suggested.
Kotetsu stared at his friend. "Maybe," he said, though the tone of voice said he wasn’t buying it.
"Well, I guess we’ll see, huh?" Izumo asked, reading through his letter once more.
"Yeah, guess so." Tetsu shook his head and went back through his own missive. "Hey, he asks here if he can stay with us for a few days. Apparently his family’s not home yet."
"They’re not?" Izumo looked up, puzzled.
"That’s what it says," Kotetsu shrugged.
"Does he say why?" Izumo asked.
"No. Just says they’re not home. Maybe they’re visiting someone else. His trip home was a bit of a surprise," Kotetsu said, folding his letter back up.
"That’s true. Well, don’t think Mom’ll care." Izumo’s eyes kept drifting back to the closing on his letter. Love, Kenji.
"Doubt it. Well, tomorrow afternoon. Better clean out the jeep," he grumbled.
Izumo laughed. "Yeah. Too many fast food bags in there from school."
Kotetsu made a face. "Well the food in the dining hall sucks."
"You don’t have to convince me. Half of those bags are my fault." Izumo laughed. "Probably should make sure the room is clean, too." He sighed and glanced at the clock. "Really glad the semester’s over. I’ll miss the extra money from not working until January, but I’m happy we have the time off. I guess we better get started if we don’t want to be scrambling around tomorrow. I still have to do Christmas shopping and if he’s going to be home, I don’t want to spend our time with him doing that." He grimaced.
"Yeah. I haven’t shopped for Mom, either. Well, then, let’s go." Kotetsu grinned. "I hate shopping, but I don’t mind so much this year, with Kenji coming home. Hmm… I wonder what he can take with him…" He mumbled on his way out of the kitchen.
Izumo watched Kotetsu wander down the hallway, muttering to himself and chuckled. His eyes fell onto the letter again and his mind went back to the goodbye with Kenji before his friend went off for basic training. That kiss had stunned him completely and six months later, he still hadn’t forgotten it. He frowned at the letter then shook it off. He’d know soon enough.

The guard at the gate waved them toward a small parking lot a short distance inside the base that was off to one side and by itself. "You can park there and wait. They’ll be out soon. Don’t go past the lot without an escort."
Kotetsu nodded. "Okay, thank you," he said, pulling through the gate. The lot was pretty full, most of the other vehicles empty. Their occupants were standing next to their cars, waiting. He chose a spot and pulled in, then sat back, glancing over at Izumo. "Do we wait outside?" Tetsu asked.
Izumo shrugged. "It’s not like he doesn’t know the jeep. He does. Intimately." Izumo snorted.
Kotetsu laughed. "Yeah, I remember a few of those times."
"The thing is, I don’t know how much we can hug and stuff. I might be tempted to do more than just pound him on the back a few times," Izumo said, with a chuckle.
"Yeah, I’m not sure we should greet him like that." Tetsu smirked. "Save the tongue for later."
Izumo rolled his eyes, but the letter from the day before flashed through his mind. Maybe he wasn’t the one to be worried about. He shook his head and his eyes took in the various buildings near the lot. All of them were pretty standard box-style, military buildings made of basic red brick and mud-brown paint with low signs identifying them in weird letter and number combinations. Most of them were pretty far away. Izumo wondered where Kenji would be coming from.
They sat in silence while they waited, both preoccupied with their own thoughts of the friend they were watching for but they didn’t have to sit too long. A few minutes later, a long truck flew along the service road through the base and pulled up in front of the lot they were waiting in. The uniformed driver and passenger jumped out of the cab and jogged around to the back, pulling on the tail gate. A moment later, several people in uniforms piled out of the back, toting large duffle bags, some also carrying smaller bags with them.
Izumo gave up trying to wait and jumped out of the jeep, too excited. He watched as several guys and two women jumped down and it took him a second to recognize the next person. He still wasn’t used to seeing short hair on Kenji, though it had grown a little bit since he left for basic.
Kenji looked around, spotted them and jogged over, a huge grin on his face. He dropped the duffel and lifted Izumo up in a tight hug. "Hey!!"
Izumo was grinning, his arms wrapped tightly around his friend. "Hey yourself. I missed you!" He felt a lingering, if light, peck land on his cheek near his ear and Kenji pulled back. Izumo glanced over his friend. "Damn, you look good. The uniform looks good on you."
Kenji’s grin spread wider. "Thanks," he said and turned to Tetsu. "Still wearing the spikes, huh?"
Kotetsu rolled his eyes. "Of course," he said, with a sigh, then his own grin took over and Kenji caught him up in a hug, too. "Let’s get out of here before I’m tempted to kiss you silly," Tetsu said for their ears.
Kenji laughed and stepped back to grab his bag. He tossed it in the back of the jeep, but when he started to climb in Izumo beat him to it and took the back seat. "Don’t get used to it, but you can have it this time."
He let out another laugh as he got into the jeep. Tetsu pulled out of the spot and made sure to obey every rule as they went through the gates, not wanting to take any chances that they’d be delayed. As soon as they were out of sight of the base, Izumo leaned forward and planted a kiss on Kenji’s cheek. "Missed you," he whispered, surprised a little at himself just how much he had.
Kenji turned in his seat and leaned over, pulling Izumo into a real kiss. It was full of lips and tongue and emotion that stunned. When he pulled back, he ran a thumb down over Izumo’s cheek, his eyes full of something Izumo couldn’t quite place. "I missed you, too. So glad to be home, even for a little while."
"Do I get one of those, too?" Kotetsu asked from the driver’s seat.
Kenji snorted. "When you’re not driving."
Kotetsu stuck his bottom lip out, but kept his eyes on the road. "Glad we’re not too far from home, then," he grumbled, pulling another laugh from their friend. Kenji leaned over and left a kiss on Kotetsu’s cheek.
"That’ll have to do. You drove." He chuckled when the pout deepened.
Tetsu glanced in the rearview at Izumo. "You have to drive next time."
"Right, so you two can just make out in the back seat while I chauffer you? I think not." Izumo smirked.
"I didn’t say we’d make out the whole time," Kotetsu grumbled but went back to driving. The other two let out snorts. At the next light, he stole a kiss, getting honked at for his trouble. "Damn, everyone’s in a mood today."
"It’s the holiday season. They all are," Kenji said.
"I’m not!" Izumo piped up from the back seat and the other two laughed.
They listened to Kenji talk about his training the rest of the way and pelted him with questions he hadn’t answered in his letters. Finally, they were pulling up at the house. Kenji grabbed his duffel and they headed inside. "You can drop your stuff in our room."
"Okay. I need a shower. I’ve been up since four and part of the day was spent in a transport plane." He shuddered. "I hate flying in those."
"You know where everything is," Izumo said.
"Yeah, but first, you promised," Kotetsu said and stepped up, dragging Kenji into a kiss. Kenji wrapped his arms around Kotetsu and pulled his friend in. One hand tangled in the spikes and Tetsu’s own hands slid down to cup over Kenji’s ass. Their lips nibbled and nipped, long and slow brushes then they opened to each other, tongues tangling for a much longer taste.
Kenji pulled back a moment later, both of them more than a little breathless. "Damn, Tetsu…" he cleared his throat, then dropped another kiss on Tetsu’s lips before stepping back. "Really need to go shower. Before I’m tempted to do more to you two than kiss."
Kotetsu and Izumo chuckled. "Wouldn’t want to make you do that," Zumo said.
Kenji shook his head. "Don’t tempt me. Let me put it this way, the last time I did something that didn’t involve my hand was our camping trip."
"Holy shit!" Kotetsu exclaimed, his eyes widening comically.
"Uh, we’re going have to fix that, sooner rather than later," Izumo said. He turned, intending to just drop another light kiss on his friend but got pulled in for another long slow one that he couldn’t quite resist. "Haven’t forgotten how to use those lips," Izumo muttered, then shook his head and swatted at Kenji’s butt. "But first things first, go get your shower. You’ll feel better." He nudged Kenji toward the hallway and the other man wasted no more time.
"I don’t know what I’d do if I went six months without anything," Kotetsu said, staring at the doorway Kenji had just gone through.
"Well, I’m sure that, at least part of that time, he was a little preoccupied with, you know, training. Especially if that ass is anything to go by," Izumo said, his own eyes locked on the spot Kenji had been.
Kotetsu snorted. "Yeah, true. But even so." He shook his head. "Well, we’re just going to have to make sure he gets plenty before he goes back." Kotetsu grinned, sending a look at Izumo. "Wouldn’t want to send him back frustrated or anything."
"No, wouldn’t want that. Gee, this could be such a horrible thing, having lots of sex with Kenji," Izumo snickered.
"You act like you never get any." Kotetsu rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Just… go make sure he’s got everything he needs, I’ll see if I can figure out dinner. Mom’s not due home until late tonight."
"Oh, now that is a crime. The house to ourselves? With Kenji?" Izumo chuckled, turning down the hallway.
"You are a perv," Kotetsu called and Izumo just waved a hand over his shoulder in answer.
Izumo headed down the hall and started to knock on the bathroom door, but grinned wickedly and opened it silently instead. He leaned in to see the shadow of Kenji behind the shower curtain, currently working on washing his hair. He turned around to rinse, Izumo got a glimpse of Kenji’s very hard cock and he just couldn’t resist.
He closed the door as quietly as he’d opened it and stripped quickly. When Kenji turned back, he slipped in behind and reached around, wrapping a hand around the hard length and giving one long slow stroke from base to tip. "Fuck, Zumo," Kenji moaned, his arms coming back, hands reaching for something on Izumo to touch.
"How’d you know it was me?" Izumo whispered against his back, dropping a trail of kisses over the muscles.
"Mm. I remember your touch," he answered in an equally quiet voice, then turned back around, pulling Izumo into his arms and pinning the other man against the wall. Lips met, tongues tangled and things heated quickly. "God… missed you…" he whispered, nipping at Izumo’s lips and sucking one in to bite down gently.
Izumo groaned loudly, his fingers tangling in the soft brown hair. "I’m glad it’s grown out a little," he said, when they broke apart.
"Now that I’m out of basic, it just has to stay off my collar." Kenji rocked into Izumo, their arousals rubbing and Izumo let another moan loose. "Tetsu know you’re in here?" Kenji asked, but didn’t wait for an answer, diving in for another of those long thorough kisses.
"He sent me to make sure you didn’t need anything," Izumo managed during a break when air demanded attention.
Kenji grinned. "I need you," he said, nipping again at Izumo’s lips then moving down over chin and neck, leaving a trail of light bites.
"Oh fuck, Kenji, you’re too good at that." Izumo ground into him, hands tightening in his hair, tugging gently and dragging a moan from the other man. "More… fuck, more."
"Mmm. I can do that," Kenji whispered, pulling back and reaching for the conditioner on the shelf. He poured a little into his hands and coated his fingers with it, lifting one of Izumo’s legs and pushing two of those fingers into his friend. "Goddamn, you’re tight. I thought you and Tetsu were still fucking each other."
"Been a little while. Had finals," Izumo forced out around his moans and loosing a loud one when Kenji hit his prostate. "Usually…" he paused again, nearly losing his train of thought, "Usually not b-b… fuck…" he gave up trying to speak and let the grunts and moans take over instead.
Kenji worked his fingers around, sliding them very slowly in and just as slowly back out, teasing Izumo again. He earned himself more of those beautiful sounds and he continued simply tormenting the other man for a moment, stretching Zumo slowly. He added his other hand to the mix then stroking as well. "God, don’t… oh fuck, don’t play…" Izumo groaned, dragging Kenji in for another tangle of lips and tongues. Kenji ignored the pleading, enjoying the reactions too much to speed it up.
"You just feel too damn good, Zumo," Kenji muttered before diving in for more of that incredible taste. They got lost then in relearning each other, memorizing again the feel of the other person. Fingertips traced dips, lines, and lengths, lips dragged and tongues remembered the flavor of salty skin. "Missed… you… so… much…" Kenji managed between kisses.
Izumo pulled back. "God, missed you too, Kenji." He bent and nibbled on his friend’s neck, sucking a bit of the skin in to leave a mark and getting a very loud moan for his efforts.
Kenji finally hit his limit on patience and pulled back, covering his cock with the conditioner. "Turn around, babe," Kenji whispered then didn’t let him move right away, instead pausing to capture Izumo’s lips once more in another thorough kiss. When they broke apart again, Izumo didn’t hesitate and turned, bracing himself against the wall of the shower.
A moment later, Kenji was pushing into his friend and they both groaned at the feel. "Oh fuck, you feel good. Way too fucking long," Kenji muttered when he paused just half way in, trying to slow down and simply enjoy it. Izumo shifted, more impatient than Kenji in that moment, pushing back and then he was buried completely. "Oh… ngh… oh… yes…" Kenji moaned, his control breaking and he started moving, pumping into the other man, thrusting hard, lost to the tight heat that surrounded him. "Oh God, Zumo… oh fuck…"
It wouldn’t last long. Izumo knew that and he fisted his cock, his hand moving in fast strokes timed to the dick thrusting hard into him. "Kenji… nngh, God, you feel… unf… good…" He moved his hips, Kenji’s hands tightening on them almost enough to bruise.
"Fuck, Zumo, oh fuck…" His thrusts sped up, became erratic and he nearly pounded into the other man. "Oh God, going… to come soon." He bent forward, sucking a bit of skin on Izumo’s back into his mouth and forcing himself to slow. He dragged his lips along Zumo’s shoulder and neck, giving himself something else to focus on.
He ran one hand around and moved Izumo’s aside, wrapping his around the other man’s cock. He took over, stroking it for him and concentrating on his friend allowed him to hold on a little better. Izumo looked over his shoulder then and their mouths met again in a sloppy kiss. "Mmm, please, Kenji… I’m…. ungh… getting close. Come for me."
Kenji started moving faster again, letting himself go. His eyes slid closed, and he felt the pleasure building quickly. He wanted to wait, tried to hold on.
But it was just too much, had been too long. Kenji stood up again and his hips moved faster, pumped harder and he lost it. "Oh fuck, oh fuck… now… ZUMO!" He shouted the last as his climax slammed into him. His vision went white and the orgasm ripped through him, stealing breath, rendering him deaf and speechless. He continued to pump hard, unable to stop or slow, as the nerves ignited and he filled Izumo with his cum.
Izumo rode it out, his own climax hitting right as his friend’s did. He managed a grunted, "KENJI" before he shuddered hard, the pleasure screaming through him. His balls tightened, the sensations flooded him and he emptied himself all over the wall in front of him with a wordless shout.
Izumo’s head dropped and he panted, desperately trying to find the oxygen his lungs were demanding. Kenji curled over him, arms coming around him and holding him tight. One of Izumo’s arms went around the two holding him and he laid his head back against Kenji’s shoulder. He turned his head, dropping light kisses on the cheek next to his.
They stayed like that a moment, leaving those light kisses where they could reach, arms wrapped as much as possible, but eventually they had to move when the water started to cool. "Mmm. Need to finish cleaning you up."
"Mmhhmm…" Kenji managed, giving a short nod, but he didn’t actually do anything. "Don’t wanna move," he said instead, nuzzling into Izumo’s cheek.
Izumo chuckled, his eyes closing, savoring the feel of Kenji wrapped around and still buried inside him. He sighed, then. "You will when the water turns icy." He dropped another kiss on Kenji’s cheek.
Kenji sighed. "I guess," he muttered, but still didn’t move.
A moment later, there was a pounding on the door. "If you two are finished fucking, pizza’s going to be here soon." Kotetsu called through the door.
They both laughed. "Okay!" Izumo called and he smacked at Kenji’s hip. Kenji paused to nip at Izumo’s neck again before finally standing up and easing out of his friend. Izumo turned around and busied himself with the washcloth and soap. He cleaned Kenji in silence, his friend watching his movements, Kenji’s hands brushing at his hair, running down his face or simply touching wherever possible.
Just as he finished up and Kenji rinsed, they leaned in for one more of the soft, slow kisses that Kenji was so good at. Izumo moaned into it, fingers threading into the hair again. They broke apart and Kenji rested his forehead on Izumo’s. "So glad to be home," he whispered.
Izumo considered trying to make light of it, but he didn’t think Kenji would have wanted that right then. "I’m glad that you are, too," he said, instead, tilting his head for one more taste. He considered his friend, though, as the water was shut off and they dried each other. There was something else here and Izumo was a little afraid he knew what it was.
He was afraid because he didn’t know how he felt about it.
He glanced up and the hazel eyes were focused on him. "Something wrong?" Kenji asked.
Izumo shook his head. "No. Had the thought that I’m not looking forward to when you go back," he said, hoping that Kenji didn’t see through it. It wasn’t really a lie, anyway.
He knew why he was afraid of the things he thought he felt coming from Kenji. If he returned the feelings – admitted that he felt that way – he’d have to deal with those fears. Half of it was that he wasn’t sure how he’d handle it when Kenji was sent back out. And the other half was because he didn’t know if he could deal with it at all if something were to happen to the other man and Kenji didn’t come home again, ever. He’d been through that already once, and it was still just a little too recent. Not that he ever wanted to go through it again. He mentally shook it away.
"How are you with that?" Kenji asked, unerringly hitting the heart of things. He brushed a bit of Izumo’s hair back and wrapped his arms around the other man again.
Izumo closed his eyes and rested his head on Kenji’s chest to just enjoy the arms for a moment then sighed. Kenji let go and he bent to scoop up his clothes before they turned toward the bedroom. "Normally, I’m doing pretty well." He paused when they stepped into the other room and motioned toward his chest of drawers. Hayate’s picture was still up there. "I still think about him, but most of the time, it’s not nearly as bad as it was before you left."
Kenji dropped his uniform on top of his duffle and tugged on Izumo, wrapping his arms around the other man once again. "I’ll be leaving in three weeks, not before. If you want – and you’re Mom’s okay with it, I can stay here most of that time."
"You’d do that?" Izumo asked, glancing up.
Kenji nodded. "If that’s what you want, I’ll be happy to. Can’t think of a better place to spend leave than with you and Tetsu."
Izumo grinned. "Then yes, I do. I know Tetsu would want it, too."
Kenji’s smile matched Izumo. "Good. And remember, my job doesn’t involve being one of the first to go to the front even if something were to come up. I’m a geek; I work with the equipment and machines."
"I know," Izumo said, staring at the toned chest under his hands. He traced the muscles with his fingertips, pausing to brush his lips across them, buying himself a moment. He swallowed and looked up into his friend’s face. "I couldn’t take losing you, too."
Kenji sighed and dropped a kiss on Izumo’s forehead. "I wish I hadn’t had to go," Kenji said into Izumo’s hair, his arms tightening. "I miss you two so much, but I didn’t have many options."
Izumo nodded. "I know." He looked up at his friend. "Just… God, don’t be a hero, okay?"
Kenji smiled. "There are very few heroic computer people."
Izumo laughed. "Right." He shook his head then dropped another kiss on the other’s lips, which Kenji took advantage of and deepened. When they finally pulled back a long time later, Izumo said, "Come on, Tetsu’s going to get pissed if I hog your time."
Kenji laughed. "Don’t want that."
They dressed quickly and headed out to the living room. The pizza boxes were piled on the coffee table with paper plates and paper towels. Tetsu had the TV on and Izumo recognized the Borg running around on the Enterprise. "About time you two came out. You leave anything for me?" Tetsu asked Izumo and Kenji laughed.
"Geez, you two." He shook his head and sat next to Tetsu on the couch, leaning in and giving his friend a long slow kiss. "That better?" He asked and Tetsu grinned. Izumo took the spot on the other side of Kenji and laughed.
"For now," he said with a chuckle and the three of them dove into the pizza boxes.
- 19
- 20
- 21
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Firsts	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I make no money off of this!

Firsts