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Exhibit N
By : AvenaSativa
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke
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Exhibit N
Chapter 4
It was late in the evening and the sun was setting as Sasuke approached Sankakkei Park. The area served as a small pastoral deviation at the edge of the modest suburban district that he lived in. Further beyond, a river separated his neighborhood from the vast forest spanning the distance between the city and the far-off farmlands. However, a part of that forest was on his side of the river, and now he stood at an opening in the thick wall of trees and underbrush. Carved through this part of the forest was a triangular nature trail as wide as a small roadway. Each of its three paths was a few hundred feet in length. Grass had been sown along the length of these paths, and they were lined with small decorative stones on each side. Some of the forest trees remained in the center section, but most had been removed and it was now primarily dedicated to other types of foliage that were considered far more pleasant than the surrounding forest, most of which were tall bushes and flowers that reached well above the average human height. Each path had four lampposts placed along the length of the center section, and in between each of the lampposts was a wooden bench facing the forest.
Sasuke casually passed through the opening and decided he'd head down the leftward path once the entryway forked into the lowest corner of the triangle. Over the past two weeks, he had been going out of his way to visit all the places that he would ever go to on a regular basis. He knew by now that his blond show-boy was somehow aware of all these places, but this time he would be the seeker and the blond would be the sought. Indeed, Sasuke was no longer afraid to see Naruto. He was anxious to see him. He couldn't wait. A bit nervous, yes. He was planning a big dare, after all. One that would completely upend this entire erogenous affair.
Of course, it wasn't going to be a random reckless antic that he would haphazardly pull and desperately hope it worked. No, he had meticulously analyzed his various options based on the events and consequent possibilities that he had observed and reviewed during their last three encounters. And he had developed a master strategy accordingly - one that would employ his revenge in the most thorough and effective way possible. But there was always a margin of error in even the best-laid plans, and though Sasuke had allowed for varying degrees of success, there remained a sliver of a chance that even the first step may fail. And yet, that made his dare all the more thrilling, and he was greatly anticipating his next encounter with Naruto.
As Sasuke came up to the corner, he stopped short of the turn. Looking to the right, he tried to peek through the center foliage to see if any of the benches were occupied. Sure enough, through a small gap between the leaves of a section of knotweeds, he saw his blond wanker sitting in the center bench of the rear path. He already had an erection pointing outward and upward. However, Sasuke was a little confused that he wasn't working on it. After staring for a few seconds, he saw Naruto slowly slide a single fingertip up its length, then pull it off when it reached the tip. He let it sit unattended for another ten or fifteen seconds before repeating the motion. After a longer interval of time, he rubbed another fingertip on its head for a few seconds, and let off again. Sasuke waited for another short length of time until Naruto again slid a fingertip up its length. It looked like he was only trying to maintain it.
Sasuke figured he knew what was going on. He took a few quiet steps back, then approached the corner with an obvious casual walk. As he rounded the corner and looked to his right, he saw Naruto going at it full-bore, both hands sliding wildly up and down the full length of the erection. 'Hmph. Acting like you were sitting here wanking the whole time. But you were just waiting for me to show up, weren't you?' Sasuke grinned. 'Busted, you big buff brat.'
Sasuke continued his casual walk as he approached the blond's bench, not showing the slightest amount of trepidation or wariness. The trickling sound of water soon caught his ears. Across from that center bench was a small fountain. It was carved from gray stone and rested on a thick pedestal embossed with classical architectural designs. There was a wide reservoir at waist height, and a statue of a dancing girl up top with water pouring out from the tip of an umbrella she held. Sasuke pretended to be remotely interested in the fountain as he headed toward his destination.
When he reached the bench, he gave the masturbating blond a quick glance. Of course, what would he be without his basketball outfit again? This time it was the one from the bus; the white one with the orange highlights. He had his shorts pulled down around the large muscles of his calves, leaving the peaks and grooves of his hefty rippling thighs exposed. His legs were long enough that the bench seat was barely wide enough to support their upper half; a problem further compounded by the thick muscle of his posterior pressing him forward, as well as upward. As usual, his eyes were mostly closed - and when they did open in a squint, he was either looking at the ground below or at the fountain in front of him.
In his calmest demeanor, Sasuke turned to his side, sat on the bench directly to Naruto's left, pulled a small booklet out of the left pocket of his shorts, and began to read. He noticed the blond's slight pause and brief glance leftward as he took his seat. Perhaps he was surprised. Perhaps he was hoping for it. Whatever the case, he had it. And now that he had it, he upped the intensity.
He began by gradually extending the distance that his hands were sliding along. His strokes grew longer and longer, his hands sliding closer and closer to the ends of the erection. Soon his left hand was nearly sliding off the tip, and his right hand was hitting the abdominal base with heavier and heavier intensity. The hits began as a thumping sound, but now grew into a loud fleshy pounding sound. Sasuke continued his nonchalant reading, but remained quite well aware of his surroundings. It was at this moment that a motion to his far right drew his attention. He saw a young man with spiked black hair in leather punk dress round the corner, stop and stare at the carnal display for a few seconds, then turn and leave the exact way he came.
As Naruto added some twists and bends to his increasingly sensual activity, Sasuke reviewed his observations of the past three encounters. Every time Naruto was about to begin his ejaculations, his breath would hitch twice and his hands would fall to his side. The first shot was the strongest, and would last between five and six seconds. Naruto would be completely lost to ecstasy during this shot. The second would be almost as strong, and would last roughly four seconds. At the end of this one, the fog of ecstasy would begin to clear and a slight bit of conscious thought would return, as evidenced by him returning his hand to the base of his erection and giving it strong but instinctual strokes. After the two opening shots, he would begin his extended series of shorter shots. These would last well over a second, close to two seconds each, and there were at least ten of them. His conscious thought would continue to return throughout these. Then, after a short pause, he would have his grand finale. This one started like one of the short shots, but had a sudden burst of intensity for a few more seconds when it seemed like it was about to end. Then he would collect his breath, shake the remaining fog of ecstasy from his head, and go on his way.
Sasuke's review was cut short when he noticed Naruto had pressed his pulsating erection downward below his thighs, as far as his arms could push it. His triceps were bulging and writhing as he pressed it toward the ground. In what seemed to be an attempt at defiance, it twitched and lurched against the force, turning an ever-deeper crimson as the blood pressure engorged the throbbing organ. He changed his hands' position so that they were cupped inward around the top rather than the sides, then continued his lengthwise sliding as a stream of precum poured out the tip and pooled in the grass below.
'Yeah, keep working it, you little… well, you brat.' Feigning reading once more, Sasuke returned to his review, now focused on how he would carry out his retribution. Having completed the analysis of his observations, there were a number of possible reactions that he anticipated that Naruto could have once he made his moves during the blond's massive ejaculation sequence. He had accounted for all of these possibilities, and planned his own responses to each of them. However, there was a specific series of five reactions he hoped to draw out from the blond in order for his revenge to have maximum impact, and he had established a series of moves that he believed would draw these out in sequence. These moves were anticipated based on Naruto having purely natural reactions during the initial phase when he was lost to ecstasy and functioning entirely on instinct. The series was incredibly precise, and would need careful execution for it to reach its maximum impact, but the brilliance of his step-wise plan was that, should he not be able to carry out the full series, he could still claim success if only his first move worked.
His attention was again drawn from his review as Naruto raised his hands. His free hands… which he now used to grip the seat of the bench by his sides. Sasuke looked down to see Naruto had smashed his pulsating erection between the bulging and rippling muscles running along the insides of his thick thighs. He began to slowly spread his legs, then press them back together, crushing them against the long throbbing rod. Sasuke's watched in confusion as the blond repeated the action, spreading his legs just enough that it wouldn't spring up, then crushing them back together with full force, the muscles swelling and writhing with effort as they squeezed against the engorged organ. As he began to rhythmically repeat the action, Sasuke's eyes widened in surprise. The blond was masturbating solely by using his pumping leg muscles to grip and smash his erection.
This new development held his attention for the number of minutes that Naruto continued the action, moving quicker and quicker as his thighs pumped and stretched against his quivering erection. Sure, every incident with Naruto was a new adventure, but they usually progressed by step rather than leap. Still, as Naruto paused his flexing to let another stream of precum pour out the tip, his erection did leap when the stream finished and he released the crushing grip of his rippling thighs. Then, in an almost disappointingly generic move, he returned to his two-handed masturbation.
But when did two-handed masturbation from a guy with such gargantuan hands somehow become generic rather than shocking? Sasuke had gotten way too used to Naruto's exhibitions. 'Whatever,' he thought. 'Just keep working it, you wild wanker. I can hardly wait.'
A few moments following, Sasuke noticed another motion to his far right. A young couple had rounded the corner, and from the way they were engrossed in each other, he expected they might be either newlyweds, or at least engaged and nearing their day of unity. They both spoke quietly to each other, elated smiles on their faces. The man would occasionally rub his chin against her head, and the woman would occasionally lean her head into his neck, but through it all, they never broke eye contact.
It wasn't until they were less than twenty feet from the occupied bench that they realized what was going on. They both came to a stop and dropped their mouths in shock, the woman letting out a small gasp while the man stayed silent. He, being the first to recover, quickly put his arm around his woman and attempted to cart her along. She gave into his pull after a few seconds, and they skirted by, never taking their eyes off the masturbating blond until they neared the corner and turned around it. Even then, the woman took one last look before disappearing behind the foliage. Sasuke couldn't help but think how awkward that relationship was going to be in the coming weeks.
His focus was drawn back to the enormous exhibitionist as his pace suddenly increased. It appeared he was reaching a climax. Sasuke's eyes opened in suspense as he watched the blond suddenly slow his motion. His chest tensed in anticipation as he saw the guy lean his head back. And when his masturbating show-boy began to make a sharp breathing motion, he knew the time had come to unleash his strategy.
In the days following the diner incident, when he had analyzed all his options for retribution, he had concluded that his current step-wise reaction-series strategy would be his only way to success. His plan was based around a simple idea. It was an old idea, borne out of the struggles of many a combatant who faced an opponent of far greater industrial and material capacity. Being unable to win through sheer force or vast numbers, they had to employ a plan of patience and cunning in order to turn the tide of the conflict. A strategy had to be put in place to twist the advanced strength of the enemy into a subsequent weakness. It was a strategy that was used in everything from international warfare to individual video games. A concept that inspired underdogs to action and put their adversaries on alert. Indeed, the best way to win a fight against an opponent with a stronger weapon was to use their own weapon against them.
As the blond's breath hitched and his hands fell to the side, Sasuke immediately threw down his booklet, jumped in front of the bench to Naruto's side, grabbed his pulsating erection in both hands, and with a surprising amount of effort, aimed it directly at his face. The blond opened his eyes in surprise and looked down, just in time for them to get sprayed by his own stream of semen. Reaction one success. Sasuke twisted the tip back and forth, being sure to thoroughly douse each eye. Naruto was quick to squeeze his eyes shut, but not before each eyeball got blasted with the propulsive white liquid. And now, as the gushing stream hit the closed eye sockets, it splashed out in all directions; some launching across Naruto's face toward his ears, and some up toward his forehead, but most of it running down his cheeks. It reminded Sasuke of that annoying spray of water that happened when he held a spoon directly under a running faucet.
Naruto then tilted his head backward to get his eyes out of the way of the raging stream of semen. Reaction two success. Giving the blond a quick spray across the forehead as his head reclined, Sasuke twisted the tip slightly backward to aim at his now exposed nose. As Naruto was inhaling short sharp breaths at the surprise of the eye shot, Sasuke directed the flow of semen directly up the nostrils, flooding the nasal cavities with the sticky white fluid. The sheer force of the stream caused it to spray directly into Naruto's throat. The blond reacted with a quick inward snort at the impact, which only caused him to draw in more fluid at a faster rate.
His chest heaved, and he opened his mouth to cough out the invasive semen and take a breath. Reaction three success. As soon as Naruto's lips parted, Sasuke was there to direct the surging stream straight into his mouth. The liquid sloshed across the roof of his mouth in a sloppy arc. Some of it sprayed back down his tongue and out the front of his mouth onto his legs, while more of it got sucked down his throat in sharp intervals as he began to cough like he was being strangled.
With his face completely incapacitated, Sasuke had planned for Naruto to either consciously reach out to grab at him, or to instinctively put up his hands to stop the stream. Given how lost in his cloud of ecstasy the blond usually was at this point, Sasuke had highly anticipated the instinctive reaction, and grinned as his expectations proved true. Reaction four success. When Naruto raised his hands below his face to stop the offending stream, Sasuke twisted the erection once more and coated Naruto's hands in the warm sticky goo, spraying the palms and making sure to get the fingers and fingertips too. Naruto made stifled attempts to move his hands, but Sasuke's aim remained accurate. The stream finally ceased its flow when Naruto's hands were soaked. Sasuke was surprised - at least, more than usual - at the sheer output. It seemed this one was longer and more intense than normal. Perhaps tonight he would hit the vengeance jackpot beyond his wildest expectations.
Naruto was coughing and hacking intensely as he attempted to clear his throat of the sticky white liquid. He reached his left hand to his mouth to help clean out the excess fluid and attempted to wipe his eyes off with his right hand - reaction five success - but because Sasuke had sprayed both hands, Naruto only succeeded in wiping more of the white fluid on himself.
During that brief pause between shots, Sasuke quickly moved directly in front of Naruto and slammed his twitching erection again his abdomen so that the head rested in the bottom of the deep groove between his pecs. The second stream burst forth, shooting directly up the groove, spraying Naruto's neck and chin, and draining back down his heaving chest. Sasuke then pulled outward on the middle of the erection and pushed forward on the tip, bending it ever so slightly toward Naruto's chest, then slid it from side to side across his pecs like a windshield wiper, spraying the thick blocks of muscle with a glut of white goo. The force of the ejaculation sent some strands of the fluid over his shoulders, but there was more than enough left to completely coat his pecs and continue draining down beneath his jersey and onto his midsection before the flow began to cease. If the shape of the dark wet spots forming on the front of the jersey was any indication, the fluid was quickly pouring between the grooves of the muscles of his midsection, giving a brief abdominal outline. Peering through the long and deep armhole to the side, Sasuke could see some of it dribbling off the side of the pec and into the grooves of the heavy muscles beneath - serratus, he thought they were called. Again, Sasuke was surprised by the length and intensity of this shot. The blond was seriously stored-up tonight.
As the shot had died out and Naruto's sensible thinking started to return, he began to reach his hands to where Sasuke had been sitting, then waved them forward once he found the seat absent. But Sasuke was one step ahead, and had stepped back and ducked down to Naruto's side. Crouched under the waving hands, he grabbed the front waistband of Naruto's shorts, which he had originally pulled down onto his calves, and pulled them up over the top of his thighs. The back waistband slid about a little more than halfway up his thighs. Sasuke held up the front waistband, grabbed Naruto's pulsating erection, and slipped the end of it into the shorts. It pulled up against the waistband as his third stream of semen spewed into the tip of the tent and sprayed outward, most of it dribbling down into a large puddle on the seat of the shorts and some of it running down the folds in the fabric and gathering on his muscled thighs. Sasuke watched the front of the shiny white shorts turn a dark wet gray as the first of Naruto's short series ended.
Naruto returned his hands to his heaving chest and deluged face as he determined his assailant to be nowhere in reach. Another stream of semen emptied into the tent, again pooling into the seat of his shorts and drooling onto his thighs. Naruto began to get his coughing under control, and as a fifth stream of semen emptied into his shorts, his senses had returned enough that he could get a rough grasp on his situation. Finally, he hacked up a giant wad of white fluid onto the front of his shorts, still breathing like a marathoner who had finished a hundred-mile race. He wiped his hands on the back of the bench and moved to stand up as the fifth shot finished.
As he stood up, the puddle of semen that had gathered in the seat of his shorts was dumped frontward out the bottom of the leg openings. It spilled down the back of his calves in a thick slow surge like a small white waterfall and pooled in the ankle of his shoes. At the same time, as he stood to full height, his erection was still trapped under the waistband of the shorts. It held the front of the legs outward, as if somebody had pinched the material and pulled it forward. As his sixth shot issued forth, the liquid divided down the center seam and clung to the fabric as it poured down the front and collected in a puddle on top of his shoes.
Sasuke was again surprised at the sheer output. All these shots were longer and stronger than usual. Had this guy been saving up the entire time? After all his encounters, he had a hard time imagining the blond not masturbating for days, let alone weeks.
Naruto was wiping his eyes with his finally-somewhat-dry hands, and now that his coughing was coming to a stop, Sasuke realized he had grown a little too enamored with watching his stunning success. He had to retreat quickly before the blond could spot him. He backpedaled down the path, watching another stream of semen pour down the front of Naruto's shorts and begin to pool on his shoes - but Naruto quickly ripped off his shorts and threw them into the woods, letting his erection spring free as it finished its shot by spraying the statue on the fountain in front of him.
Sasuke had come to the corner of the path, and Naruto was turning his way, still breathing heavily and wiping his face. Though Sasuke could round the corner for now, he knew he couldn't make it down the other path and out of the park before Naruto saw him retreating and came after him. For as fast and regular a runner as Sasuke was, he knew he didn't stand a chance of outrunning Naruto at even a breezy pace. He looked at one of the small decorative stones lining the path, and then directly into the forest behind him. Such an elementary trick couldn't work, could it? Well, there was no choice. He grabbed the rock and heaved it through some of the underbrush and into the forest in the direction the rear path would have continued if it weren't for the corner. He then jetted around the corner at the quickest sprint he'd ever taken. Knowing he had little time before Naruto rounded the corner, he jumped into the foresty outskirts of the park and hid behind a small shrubbery between two tall trees, peering through a gap in its leaves.
A stream of semen that flew from the rear path and landed in the corner indicated that Naruto was heading this way. Another stream of semen that sprayed past the corner and sloshed onto a tree in the forest indicated that he was getting closer. Finally, Naruto's enormous erection slid out from behind the corner, soon followed by Naruto himself. He stood at the corner for a brief moment while another stream of semen sprayed into the forest in front of him… and then continued on the path where Sasuke had thrown the rock.
Sasuke's eyes widened in disbelief. It had actually worked! Naruto continued walking straight into the forest. Sasuke heard a sharp splashing sound as another of the blond's ejaculations sprayed some of the foliage in the forest. He didn't, however, hear large footsteps or other blatant disruptions to the underbrush. Naruto was surprisingly light on foot, making very few sounds even as he stormed his path in rage… but the sound of another spray of semen spattering through some of the plants and against the trees gave away his increasingly distant position. Sasuke waited until he heard the sound of another ejaculation being sprayed through a shrubbery even further away before he jumped out of the bushes and quickly ran for the park entrance.
He sped all the way home, ecstatic that his plan had not only worked, but succeeded beyond his wildest expectations. The wild grin splitting his face right now would give an extreme sense of bewilderment and foreboding to anybody who remotely knew him at all. He couldn't recall the last time he had experienced such a thorough victory, or delivered such a crushing defeat.
Of course, there was still the matter of how Naruto would react to that defeat. Either he would stop his exhibitions entirely, or he would be back with a different approach. It was now obvious beyond all doubt that the blond knew all Sasuke's favorite locations, and who could guess what a future encounter might bring? Still, this was an affair that was played one step at a time, and it would be curious to see how the situation would change in the future. But for tonight, he had won.
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Exhibit N	By : AvenaSativa Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2912 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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