The Id and the Super-ego | By : Adi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: erm, sorry for the wait? *gets shot* I have excuses, but I’m too lazy to list them, besides you guys probably aren’t interested XD So onto the pure and unadulterated smut, hooray! :D
Much love to Zrina and Allys for beta’ing this for me *public smooching*------------------------------------------------------------------
Sasuke was pacing again. However rather than in the comfort of his own home, where all his neurotic tendencies were hidden away for the eyes of the Uchiha fan shaped mirror only, he stood in the poorly lit hallway of an apartment building complex. He glanced down at the piece of paper in his hand and confirmed the door number. A muscled, tanned blond with stupidly bright blue eyes and an even dumber looking grin was only a few yards away. His mouth ran dry at the thought of that body he’d glimpsed a few months ago, taut stomach muscles twitching under his touch. Sasuke had been doing some soul searching, not exactly doing so by gallivanting across central Asia like his elusive brother, rather, a little closer to home, in his head to be precise. The dark-haired man had spent the past few months productively, experimenting in everyway possible, starting from masturbation. This had involved buying several brow raising ‘toys’ not suitable for children under the age of 18. Whilst they were all very well and good and had done their job excellently, his screams of pleasure ringing out as they demonstrated how fun they were, they still lacked a little something. The next step after that had been downloading gay porn, a little human contact, even if some participants weren’t aware of it. That was the wonderful thing about Amazon and other sites on the internet, and as a result online shopping had guided Sasuke to the marvel that is man on man loving. That’s not to say this aspect had been all candy and butterflies. He was also horrifically scarred from seeing just how not-pretty gay sex could be. Typing into Google’s image search the words ‘gay sex’ had produced some incredibly undesirable photos. So much so that his cock had whimpered and had somehow managed to hide behind his balls. Lastly he had tried dating. This hadn’t gone as swimmingly as Step 1 and not much better than Step 2. Being an Uchiha, he didn’t have any problems procuring dates. However, he was determined to keep his new found homosexuality a secret, being somewhat of a celebrity this had meant additional caution. So his dates had been ‘business meetings’ which had involved dinner with his laptop open at the table. The dates had looked confused but many had let the matter slide, especially under the cool glare of dark eyes. When back at his apartment and kissing had ensued, Sasuke had to stop himself from screaming, ‘You’re doing it all wrong!!!!’ instead calmly showing them the door, politely asking that they did not call him again and in some subtle but understandable terms promising death if they talked to the press. Several masturbation sessions later he felt his dick had been chaffed raw from the skin of his hand. Genius that he was, it still didn’t occur to him that lubricant wasn’t only for car wheels, squeaky doors and the toys that just didn’t seem to do the trick anymore. Thoughts of blond hair, deep blue eyes and whisker-like scars his fingers itched to trace ran through his mind a few too many times for him to ignore now. Returning to the doctor’s office, he had bypassed the pink-haired secretary completely, by now he could tell the signs of someone taking Stalker 101. Entering the office, he had found the so-called renowned Doctor Tsunade Sannin tipsy from swilling alcohol with her white-haired patient who was furtively trying (and failing) to take pictures. It hadn’t taken much to acquire the impersonator’s address; he only had to assure them that he intended to cause bodily harm to the blond but would leave him in mend-able pieces. Some drunken laughter, a little pinching of his ‘cute tush’, a scribbled note and he left, feeling dirtier than he had in all his months of ‘soul searching’ combined. That had happened during the day, it had taken several hours of talking himself in and out of meeting the blond while frantically trying to make his appearance a little more pleasing. Deciding tomorrow would be better; the squeaky clean Uchiha had gone to bed. At 2 a.m. finding his hand had migrated out of its own free will to grasp at his penis, he had felt enough was enough. Sasuke now stood outside a rather plain door, pacing, attempting to think through his train of thoughts as his little Sasuke moaned petulantly up at him by throbbing now and again. -----------------------Naruto sat upright in bed and blinked blearily. He had been having some weird ass dream where Tsunade had been lecturing him but she kept transforming into this huge bowl of ramen and then she, the ramen noodles would wrap around his neck and slowly strangle him. He rubbed at his face, scratching at his scars and shuddering. He glanced at the blinking red alarm clock, which read 3:22 a.m. Shuddering again, he lay back down, covering his head with a second pillow in a desperate attempt to rid himself of the scarring images. The clock blinked 3:24 and Naruto was now to be found in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil, he needed to be close to his ramen, he knew it wouldn’t betray him so horrifically. It was with swallowing his last mouthful of ramen while scratching at the itch that had somehow migrated from his face to his balls that Naruto became aware that there was someone, or something outside his apartment. He stood abruptly, almost causing his chair to fall and reached for the first thing he could find. Grasping at the pot handle, he hefted it; with enough power it could easily knock some creepy-ass night-time prowler unconscious. The blond crept towards the living room, his movements hampered by the state of disorder the apartment enjoyed. Not switching on the living room light, he sneaked closer to the door, thankful that his bare feet made little noise on the carpet, not so thankful when his little toe was stubbed against a table leg. Wincing now, hopping along towards the door, one hand trying to massage away the pain, he scowled in the darkness, the soft light from the kitchen barely illuminating anything. Squinting through the hole in the door, his temper didn’t improve as he couldn’t make out anything in the pitch black. He readied his pot again, reminding himself that he was Uzumaki Naruto, and that Uzumaki Naruto does not get scared of ramen tentacle monsters out for his blood because he ate its babies. Taking a deep breath, he yanked the door open and blinked at the dark figure of Death standing before him. He would like to say that he didn't scream and took it like a man but that was only because he couldn't draw in enough breath to make any noise.Death didn’t move, Death seemed more like a deer caught in the headlights, though not any less scary. It occurred to Naruto that perhaps late-night ramen didn’t help with the ramen-induced nightmares as visions of the noodle tentacles swam before his eyes. Holding the pot menacingly, his other hand groped for the light switch.
“Put that away idiot,” Death/Ramen-monster spoke. Light flooded the room, Naruto blinked as his rod cells adjusted to the brightness. Sasuke stood before him. Sasuke who despite having treated him like shit, still visited his dreams and presented himself unwanted in his fantasies, smirking while he did so. Naruto realised he was now staring at an empty space. The dark-haired man had moved aside to enter the apartment, looking around for a clear place to sit. Naruto still a little bewildered didn’t object, moving to watch as his late-night visitor shifted some clothes onto the floor before sitting down on the sofa. He scratched at his bare stomach as the other took in his surroundings. “Um…” his brain was still trying to catch up it seemed but the sound drew eyes to him and then down along the rest of him. Naruto was bare-chested, wearing only loose sweats low on his hips, with his boxer shorts peeking out over the top. A faint trail of blond hair from his belly button leading down towards his hidden goods could be made out. At this point Sasuke was studying those hairs with intensity. “Do you have condoms?” Sasuke spoke without drawing his eyes away from the happy trail. Brain finally having caught up, Naruto screeched, “What?!” A little anger, sexual frustration and annoyance over his whole Death meeting him at his door theory made for an irritated Naruto. “You’re here, in the middle of the night, asking me to give you condoms?!” And thus Naruto’s tirade started, mostly incoherent because he spoke fast and liked to put swear words in the middle of words. “Well fan-fucking-tastic the great Uchiha turns up at my door!” Naruto stopped ranting as Sasuke stood, the possibility that the Uchiha was leaving now occurred to him and he quieted promptly. Sasuke approached him, eyes trained on Naruto’s and spoke very slowly, “Do. You. Have. Condoms?” Naruto would have started his furious diatribe again except he now noticed the prominent erection that was making itself known through the trouser suit. His sexual frustration hit its peek. “Oh, oh, OH!” Naruto’s eyes gleamed as the self assured Sasuke seemed to loose some of his cool. “You’re here for some sex therapy!” Naruto snickered as the remark caused Sasuke to glower, “and you’ve come to see the expert!” He leered at the erection that was now within groping distance. -----------------------Naruto was still snickering at his own wit when Sasuke moved to grasp at his bare shoulder and pull him closer. His mouth met Naruto’s still laughing one, determined to make the idiot take him seriously. Naruto’s laughter didn’t die on his lips only intensified. The blond gasped and pulled away. “Ah! Oh, I’m sorry...” (He didn’t look sorry) “…we can try that again…” Naruto tried to look serious but the weirdness of the night was taking its toll on him, reducing him now to nervous laughter. Sasuke sighed. Even laughing like a moron the blond looked good, spiky messy hair falling into his eyes and just watching the naked toned torso was making him harder. This wasn’t going as planned. “Maybe I should leave.” Sasuke had no intention of doing so because he knew the blond was interested, that had been proven on both previous occasions. He also knew he wasn’t just sexually interested in Naruto, having blond haired, blue eyed look-a-like dates had settled that matter. He wanted more and he was single-minded about getting it. “No!” Naruto sobered up immediately, “I just don’t want you freaking out on me again.” His tone showed he was serious as he moved to flop on the sofa and indicating Sasuke should sit back down also. “I won’t,” Sasuke answered simply. His confusion of the past few months had cleared from just one look at the handsome blond. Neither one of them questioned exactly how odd everything between the two of them was; it seemed as natural as the kisses they had shared. Though Naruto probably still thought this was some weird dream. Naruto nodded his assent. “Okay, blow me,” spoken in all seriousness had it not been for the wide smile that spread across Naruto’s face. Now presented with the situation that he had desired, Sasuke’s mouth opened and closed a few times, at a loss of what to say. “Yeah, just like that but around my dick,” Naruto’s scars stretched across his cheeks as he beamed, legs parting, butt wiggling deeper into the sofa. Naruto moved to straddle Sasuke who was still trying to absorb the words. He pushed his own slowly hardening shaft against Sasuke’s as he leaned to down to talk into his ear. “Do you know how rude it is to let someone give you head and then run away like a little girl without repaying the favour?” Naruto jerked his hips back and forth as he talked but then found himself pushed to the side, lying down on the piece of furniture, head resting against the arm rest and legs across Sasuke’s lap. Sasuke’s coal-coloured eyes bored into his own and he moved to lean over Naruto. The sofa was a three-seater so there was plenty of room for them both to stretch out on. Sasuke manoeuvred until he had managed to settle himself between two muscled thighs; one of which was hanging off the side. Naruto’s arm supported his head, stretching his upper body so that the muscles appeared more defined. He watched as Sasuke tugged at his sweat pants, pushing his hips upwards to make it easier. Sasuke’s pale hands paused at the boxers once the sweats had been pushed down enough. He could see the cock outlined against the cotton, its thick shape shifted to one side, a stain of precum indicating how the tip was positioned. This was a first for Sasuke and he was surprised just how arousing the sight of the cloth-covered erection was. He looked up to see amused blue eyes. “Yes, that’s my dick and it’s happy to see you too.” Sasuke had had just about enough of Naruto’s cocky attitude. He’d watched enough gay porn to know how this worked although he hadn’t gone as far as to practise on a banana. He was fairly certain he would have Naruto moaning his name in no time. Uchihas’ were good at everything. Tugging the boxers lower, he was almost hit in the face with the enthusiastic greeting from the cock. It stood proudly, jutting out, just as cocky as its owner. The colour was like the rest of Naruto only darker and redder. Sasuke smirked remembering the teasing he had received. ---------------------------Naruto’s head snapped back onto the arm rest as Sasuke’s mouth encased almost half of his member in one go. Then just as suddenly, the mouth had been taken away and soft feather light kisses were being placed on the head and the sides of the shaft. He looked down to see the dark head moving lower to kiss at the base. Tanned hands grasped at the locks of dark hair, tugging at them to get Sasuke’s attention. Pale lips were curved into a smug smile as yet another feather-light brush of the lipsWhile AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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