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MONSTER.	By : silversound Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1699 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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III.

B made a face of true discomfort as he watched me pull open the heavy steel door, a familiar bag slung from one hand.

No, it wasn't something so benign as simple discomfort.

Rather, his features boasted an expression of pure hatred, born of torment, and he glared at me with eyes so piercing as to attempt to kill me with just his gaze.
But not one curse or insult flew from those supple lips.
Only muffled cries reverberated from the depths of B's throat.

Both his moans and his harsh gaze were the result of the tight gag that I'd secured in his mouth last night.

Of course both his cries and angry words were charming, but watching him groan with irritation at the drool that dribbled from his lips, unable to swallow, sent a profound jolt to my crotch.
Already put into an exceedingly good mood at the sight, to the point that I actually felt that at any moment I might start humming cheerfully in a most uncharacteristic manner, I made my way over to B's side.
"How does the gag feel?"
Even as I seated myself next to him and bent to press soft kisses to his forehead and cheeks, B continued to glare at me vehemently, biting viciously at his gag in defiance.
I kissed at his tightened jaw in a similar manner, combing gentle fingers through slightly dirtied blonde locks.
As usual his look was one of uniform hatred, but even so he was very handsome.
In fact his expression -- comely eyebrows knit tightly together above sharply glittering irises, narrowed into a serious expression -- made my skin prickle with electricity at his allure. Beautiful.
My chest was filled with excitement to the point of overflow, my heart ringing in my ears such that I thought it might burst then and there.
Again I pressed him all over with frantic kisses, sucking and licking eagerly at cheeks smooth and supple like fresh fruit.
B's body suddenly tensed and his back stiffened at the treatment, as he literally trembled in revulsion. Every pore of his body opened up and bled tangible fear and disgust at my touches.
I inadvertently smiled at his reaction, even as my fingers began to gently stroke at his violently heaving chest.

"Now then -- Today I have a present for you."

At my proud announcement, B's gaze narrowed at me as if to say something himself.
Today?, he glared back at me, Every day you bring me presents, all of them things that nobody in their right mind would ever ask for.
With the ire that poured forth from his gaze, his thoughts were as clear as if he had yelled them at me outright.
Pleased at the endearing sight, I offered him a small smile, before dipping my hand into my satchel to dig through its contents.
I didn't miss the way that B's eyes widened in surprise the instant I pulled "it" out of the bag.
The sound of him swallowing thickly as a shudder ran through his entire body reverberated throughout the chamber.

B knew very well already what was coming.

There was little mystery in what was going to be done with the intimidatingly sized dildo that I held under his nose.
The large toy glinted pitch black and glossy under the lighting of B's room, a remarkably lifelike replication of a real male member.
I'd tested several different types of dildos and vibrators on him up until now, but one of this size was a first, even for me.
It was such that when I'd casually spied it in the adult goods store that I frequented, I myself had unconsciously exhaled in surprise at it's sheer sense of presence.

"N! Nnnn-----!!! Ngh!"

B was desperate now. The face that had gleamed at me with such defiance until a moment ago now warped into and expression of pure terror, and the other man whipped his head this way and that in protest.
Though no words issued from B's mouth, the sentiment conveyed in his pleading gaze was clear:
You can't! If you put that inside me, I'll die!

"That's right, it would be a bit too much to suddenly make you take in something like this... I'll need to prepare you a little bit first."
Even as I uttered the words in slight frustration, moving to slip the large toy into the bag again, I could see the strength filter out of his shoulders slightly in momentary relief.
Even so, it was very clear that I still intended to use it on him eventually -- B's expression did not improve in the slightest.

Instead I found him stiffening again as he looked on in shock at what it was that I withdrew from the sack next.

Though it was comparatively much smaller than the previous item, what I had pulled out was a considerably larger than an ordinary butt plug, and from its end trailed a small tube.
At the end of said tube was a simple, hand sized pump, and furthermore, from there continued another cord, ending eventually in a small remote control.
B stared on at the confusing device that now trailed from my hand, eyebrows knitting together as he failed to grasp what it was that such a thing could be used for.
Ignoring his bewildered though cute expression for the moment, I again reached into the bag to take out a fresh container of lube, from which I made sure to pour a generous amount of the slippery substance onto my fingers.
From there I was careful to coat the plug portion of the device liberally in lube, at which point B finally seemed to come to the conclusion that I planned to make him take at least that portion of the device inside himself -- an idea that was, in itself, apparently rather intimidating.
Once again the other male's muffled protests erupted from behind the gag.
Though he squirmed considerably, the proverbial fish on the hook, both B's wrists had long been bound securely, such that his range of motion was drastically restricted.
I took each of B's long legs, now mere hindrances, in hand, before grabbing at the length of robe kept handy near his bed side for just these instances, looping it about both his knees, and finally securing it around his neck.
B now lay face up before me, his legs stretched as wide as I could manage, so that he was spread nicely for me.
As expected, the terrified boy cried out as best he could, twisting like a lizard in attempt to free himself, though both the gag and the bindings performed their jobs admirably, preventing him from any real success.
Unmindful of his futile attempts, I set about loading up my fingers with lube again, before shoving my slickened digits into his narrow entrance without hesitation.
B's erratic flailing calmed in an instant.
His breath caught in his throat as every muscle in his body suddenly tensed up, paralyzing him.
Completely unfazed, I continued to press slick digits up and in toward B's core, tucking and curling them as I went.
In response his back arched slightly, a muffled moan escaping around the edges of the gag.
An obscene wet noise echoed throughout the room, but it was doubtful whether B was even able to hear it at this point.
With an anguished expression he shut his eyes and continued to toss his head slightly from side to side.
Recently, after finding himself on the receiving end of my ministrations many times already, B's insides had grown much softer than they had been when I had first begun training his body to receive me.
Even with minimal preparation, I could easily press 2, 3 fingers inside him with little resistance.
For me it was a pleasant development, but for B it was surely none other than a nightmare.

And in addition to that, this.

Though I hadn't put a finger to his penis, B's sizable member had already lengthened such that it was clearly straining up towards his navel.
"Oh B, look."
I whispered, genuinely amused at his body's cute reactions, as with my open hand I gave him a few careful strokes.
Of course he knew without being told what it was that I wanted him to see.
Refusing to open his eyes, B instead tossed his head from side to side in earnest now, face bright red and glowing.
"Even though I haven't touched you properly here yet? What's this about?" I teased.
I gripped him tightly then, grinding the nail of my index finger into the tip, where milky white precum had already begun to bead forth.
When I carefully moved my fist up and down along his shaft, B's hips shook slightly and he moaned.
"Do my fingers feel that good inside you, B? Here?"
I murmured softly to him as I finally began to piston my fingers harshly inside him, and in response B's eyebrows began to draw together more and more, his red stained cheeks growing redder by the moment as he flung his head this way and that more vehemently.
His widespread thighs spasmed, as well formed, tanned ass cheeks clenched and unclenched, revealing the extent of his sexual stimulation.
I carefully violated his insides with my hand, fucking him with my fingers for several moments before I finally gave one more rough twist, pulling out of him all at once.
"You're amazing, B...The way you hold onto me," I praised, unable to keep the tenderness from my voice, "Could you tell? It's like you don't want to let me go."
So saying, I pressed the digits that I had just withdrawn from him back up into his now well loosened anus -- just my fingertips this time -- unable to resist the urge to thrust them into him shallowly a few more times.
After a while of teasing him like that, I again shoved all my fingers up into B's core, stroking him generously there.
His abused cock had drawn incredibly taut by now, rigid to the point that it looked like it might be painful, as even now he appeared ready to explode.
"Hn. Looks like it's about time, huh."
Gaging that B was at his limit, I pulled my fingers free of him a final time, and found my own breath catching unexpectedly as, when I offered his straining erection a few admiring strokes, B let forth a soft, sweet sounding whine from the very depths of his throat.
It was doubtful he even realized that he'd made such a sound, but even so the noise was more than enough to send a shock to my already sensitized nether regions.

"H-, Uuuh! Nh, nnn....."

As the sizable plug slid inside him, B practically folded his throat in on itself with the sound he made. An incredibly erotic noise drifted into every corner of the concrete room and went straight to my cock.
When I had finally finished filling him with it, making sure that the large toy was pressed as far as it could go inside him for the moment, I took a moment to marvel with extreme satisfaction at my own handiwork.
B keened softly from the back of his throat, a sweet expulsion of breath that pulled at my heartstrings relentlessly even as I watched his shapely thighs tremble under the strain.
After pistoning the toy inside him for a little while, drinking my fill of the view as B's alluring figure fidgeted uncontrollably under my ministrations, I finally decided to move on to the second course.
At last I took into hand the all but forgotten pump that trailed unobtrusively from the plug and squeezed it.
In an instant, B's eyes snapped open wide, his legs trembling violently as the plug, or rather the balloon, began to inflate.
It was clear that the pressure of having the plug nearly double its size inside him in the space of just a few seconds was having the desired effect on B when his face twisted into an expression of confused agony.
I monitored his abdomen and the space between his legs carefully for signs of strain, pleased to see that his entrance had involuntarily clenched itself tight around the thick base of the plug, even as the unbearable pressure continued to torment him.
Soon I could see the soft bulge beginning to gradually press B's insides outward, until his tight belly was noticeably stretched and distended.
My cock twitched hard in its confines at the peculiar sight.
B was decidedly male, but in that moment I could easily imagine him heavy and full with my child.
The thought was as ridiculous as it was abrupt, but it sent blood rushing to my member nonetheless, until it strained uncomfortably against the inside of my pants.
At that I stilled my hand for a moment, allowing him slight respite as the air began to hiss its way free from the plug ever so gradually.
B shuddered deeply, struggling valiantly to endure against the overpowering sensations.
A thin sheen of sweat had risen to his forehead, matting brilliant blonde locks there and along the tasteful line of his neck.
Unable to resist, I pinched at one of B's rigid, dusky pink nipples longingly as his soft, low moans reverberated in my ears, before once again squeezing on the pump.
B's widely spread legs stiffened at the now increasingly familiar sensation of being filled in that particular way, even as yet another low, animal-like keen issued forth from behind the gag.
Above, his cock was no less stiff, having maintained its strained, full appearance, now to the point of almost purpling. Even now thick, white precum dribbled haplessly from his slit.
I felt my lips curl upward softly at the tempting sight, as I decisively seized the thick base of his erection between my open thumb and forefinger, palm resting momentarily on his balls.
B trembled uncontrollably at the simple movement, tip still leaking copiously nonetheless.
Pleased with the reaction, I dug the tip of my forefinger into his tip in relentless circular motions, thumb absently tracing along the thick vein that dominated the underside of his shaft.
After a few iterations of this, I fisted his cock with my entire hand again, finally jerking him off in earnest.
Right when he was at the breaking point, I immediately withdrew my hand, flicking softly at his member in a teasing manner.
By now B was barely able to maintain adequate breathing.
His reddened entrance was so full with the balloon, he was biting down uncontrollably on his gag now in an expression of agony.
I gently stroked the slightly sodden blonde locks back from his face, before next taking hold of the remote control, waving it in front of his face so that he would be sure to see it clearly.
"I know. You're almost there right? We're nearly finished here, B," I assured pressing a soft kiss to his notably warm forehead.
B only narrowed his eyes to thin slits at my declaration, staring hard at the control.
And in that moment, when it was still doubtful whether he had fully come to comprehend what the little device was for or not, I flicked the switch lightly with my thumb.
"..........................!!!!"
Pushed to the absolute limit, B all too quickly spilled his load.
Bucking his hips shamelessly, he let his head drift back, drool sliding down from his gag to drip along his cheeks and onto the bed.
The low humming sound of the plug now vibrated throughout the room, mingling and resonating with the beautiful cries that spilled from deep within B's throat.
As his hips continued to thrust rhythmlessly, unable to slow or stop their violent motions even after he had already come, B's cock began to regain its shape and harden again immediately.
The vibration of the plug, still pressing relentlessly against his tortured insides, had B's beautiful body moving this way and that in an alluring dance, hips bucking helplessly into the air.
I tugged at the again painfully erect cock that bobbed before me, pressing my nails into his slit, to watch in fascination as more cum bubbled up from B's straining tip.
The pleasure had exploded inside him, and was now far beyond anything he could have felt just having his prostate stimulated. B's entire rectum was being filled and jostled about from the inside to an extent heretofore unheard of.
I cut the power to the balloon’s vibration, and in a single motion, tugged the well-used toy from B's trembling body.
He still shuddered and convulsed considerably, regardless of the sudden loss, and his stiff cock drooled haplessly against his lower belly, his legs spreading even wider of their own accord as his body helplessly sought adequate release.
"Hang in there for me, B. We're not quite done yet."
So saying I stuck my hand into the bag again, B's watery blue gaze following the motion listlessly, unable to protest any longer.
B was already more than slick enough inside, but even so I squeezed a little bit more of the lubricant directly from the tube and into his waiting orifice.
With that out of the way, I took the large dildo in hand, sliding the tip back and forth across B's now highly sensitized entryway.
The tortured hole easily accepted the head of the toy on its own, sucking the bulging tip right in before I'd even had a chance to angle it properly.
Rather than force the dildo in all the way, I repeated the motion several times, allowing B's tender entrance to sample what it wanted, but not to properly taste.
Heady precum was pouring from B's yearning member again, but I opted to purposefully neglect it for the moment.
His smooth cheeks were red with exertion, his body quaking in earnest now.

B was stubborn.

Even after I had continued to tease him with the tip of the dildo for several minutes, he still refused to succumb, though he continued to thrash and gnaw at his gag.
Having grown irritated at his refusal to relinquish himself, I finally traced my hand along his cock, before fisting it roughly, at the same time redoubling my efforts with the huge toy.
B's beautiful blue eyes swam as though struggling through a fever, but they still pierced me with their intensity when he shifted them to stare into my face at last.

Almost there.

At last I reached around and released the clasp that held B's ball gag secure, plucking it free from his wet mouth.
A string of drool trailed listlessly from his lips as I tossed the instrument away.

Though his mouth had been freed, B neither bathed me in insults, nor targeted me with curses.
Instead, he merely took several deep breaths, mixed in with the occasional gasp or moan.

"You want this, B?"
So saying I pressed the dildo hard into his anus, enough to get the point across, but not enough to penetrate him.
"This will make you come if I put it all the way inside you the way you want."

He was unable to coalesce his thoughts enough to vocalize his immediate response, but the way that his cock twitched and redoubled the volume of precum that leaked unheeded from the tip was enough.

"Hn. Then tell me what you want," I encouraged, "Say it, B: 'I want you to fuck me with the dildo and make me come.'"
To drive the point home, I slid it inside him a little bit, letting him begin to feel a bit of the fullness that his body was undoubtedly yearning for by now, producing a wet popping sound in its wake.
"Go ahead."

B's face was flushed beyond belief, and his eyes still swam, a bit unfocused, but eventually he did look into my eyes.

"....With....th....dildo," he pleaded, voice reedy and fading, "..ake ...me....come..."

"What was that, B?"
Even though I had heard him clearly, I teased him a little, withdrawing the dildo a bit. B's face twisted.

"Pl...Please...already...I.....hh"

I flicked at his erection with my finger.

"Aah-!"

B's tearful voice dominated the room.
When I rubbed the dildo against his wet entrance suggestively, his hips twisted after it longingly in supplication.

"Please! I'm begging you! Make me...c...come....!"

Completely satisfied with his entreaty, I forced the dildo in at once, just the way he wanted.
In the next instant, B was coming in thick streams, mouth open in absolute ecstasy, before abruptly losing consciousness.

Author's Note:
Hey readers, Hachi here! Thanks so very much to everyone who is following this story, and especially those who were kind enough to share their thoughts with me through reviews. I'm happy to hear that the first chapter had a few people guessing...Yep, it's Naruto! Poor thing, getting targeted by sicko!Sasuke. Some people seem to be really anticipating the really good emotional stuff, so I thought that I would post the extended summary from my journal here to give you an idea of where the fic is going. I have to warn you though, that reading this summary will spoil parts for you and could take some of the suspense out of it, so please proceed accordingly!
Ready?

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"MONSTER." Extended Summary:
Sasuke is 17 years old when he realizes that he likes hurting boys, starting with the rape and humiliation of his best and only friend at the time. Years later, he's become a Monster, preying on young gay men who think they're going home for mind-blowing sex and instead end up being brutally tortured. After several victims, one day he stumbles across a tempting potential claim that he just can't resist, in the unlikeliest of places. After kidnapping the unsuspecting man and confining him to his basement, Sasuke proceeds to label him with the name "B", and acts out his wildest fantasies on him. But when his sick game is finally discovered by the last person he would want to know about it, B breaks free, and he finds himself subjected to all of the other man's pent up rage. Sure that his life is over, Sasuke is surprised when he wakes up to find that his former toy hasn't gone anywhere for reasons of his own, and that he has a name - "Uzumaki". And thus, after realizing that he's only been repeating a vicious cycle of abuse in an attempt to find his own lost innocence, he ends up in an ironic living arrangement with his former "toy". With the result of consequences of his actions placed right in front of him, he is forced to confront the terrible effects of what he has done face to face. Cowed by Uzumaki's strength in the face of his own weakness, he's completely lost. Disgraced and disowned out of his considerable inheritance, soon the sadist finds himself hopelessly in love, and completely out of his element as he searches for forgiveness and perhaps a chance at his first real relationship. But soon after finally realizing what a horrible, self-centered prick he's been, he also realizes just how much it will take for him to become a man worthy of his former victim. And through it all he begins to wonder: Could such a Monster as himself ever really deserve a second chance, regardless of the circumstances that drove him to it?

So there it is! I'm so excited to get into the real meat of this fic, but expect the torture to continue for several chapters. I'd say that we won't get to learn about Sasuke and his circumstances until about chapter 8 or so, and Naruto's story is a little after that.
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