Narutoverse Penthouse Letters | By : katsuyo Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 3710 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's Note:
This is a compilation of letters I wrote for a group on Y gallery. I finally got around to posting them here.
This is Kakashi's letter to the forum.
Warning: contains public masturbation and graphic language.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the penthouse Letters Forum. I do this for fun.
Evening Commute - Kakashi's Letter
Dear Penthouse,
I must admit that I am a pervert and I delight in shocking others with blatant displays of this, often reading your fine publication as well as a few others similar in nature out in public.
It is therefore a rare occurrence where I am put in a situation that is more exciting than some of the experiences described in your magazine.
It was early spring and I was reading one of my more particularly naughty novels while I was waiting for the evening train when I was interrupted by a low smooth voice.
“Excuse me…where did you get your copy of Jiraiya’s latest novel? I haven’t had a lot of luck procuring a copy.”
I glanced up to find a man a head taller than myself staring expectantly back at me through expensive designer sunglasses with an odd charm hanging off one arm and completely covered up from nose to ankle in a large camel colored winter coat.
I must admit that I was more than a little intrigued by this man and not because of his unusual attire.
The weather had been warm for early spring but I just assumed he was one of those individuals who were sensitive to the changes of the season.
Despite this, I was therefore more than a little taken aback with my uncharacteristic behavior when I heard myself reply, “I’m not surprised. It’s been on the bestseller list for weeks. The bookstore on 5th and Jakobs still has copies under the front counter set aside for loyal customers. Just mention you are a friend of Hatake’s and they will sell it to you.”
“Thanks…I appreciate it. Is that your name…Hatake? It suits you.” Murmured the tall man, a hint of a smile peeking out from the top of the collar.
“Hatake is my last name.” I replied absently as my eyes strayed back to the open pages of my book.
“The thought of having sex in a public place and running the risk of being discovered intrigues me. Does it interest you also?” asked the man, nodding his head at the illustration of two men standing half naked on a fire escape on the open page of my book.
Okay, I admit that sentence there got my attention and I find myself returning my lazy gaze back on the man once more.
“It does. Why? What do you have in mind?” I heard myself asking, now more than a little curious about this man.
“Catch this train with me and you’ll find out.” Returned the man with a mysterious smile as he took a step closer and nodded his head at the tracks.
I followed the man into the evening express train and waited calmly as the train quickly filled up before the doors slid closed, now crammed inside the car like a sardine.
“Turn my way, Hatake.”
I felt my curiosity piqued as I shuffled around until the fronts of our bodies were pressed tightly against each other.
It was then I made an interesting discovery, which was further confirmed by the Cheshire smile I could glimpse above the collar of the man’s coat.
The man was rock hard all over and I could feel myself getting aroused as the crowd lurched to the motion of the train, pressing our bodies flush against each other.
I felt one of his hands casually travel down, stopping momentarily to undo the buttons on his coat, flicking out with his hand before finally coming to rest gently on my hip as he subtly shifted his body and ground the tent in his pants against my own distended fly.
Now I realized the true purpose behind the man wearing the winter coat. It stopped prying eyes from seeing what we were up to and that suited me just fine.
“Touch me, Hatake.” Whispered the man as the lights in the car flickered a couple of times as we entered the tunnel.
My eyes stayed glued to the porn novel still clenched firmly in one hand as the other hand slipped between our joined bodies and carefully pulled the zip down.
I felt him let out a low hiss as my hand reached in and fished out his dick, giving it a couple of tentative strokes before I developed a rhythm.
I could feel my pulse quicken as the lights gutted out in the car, the man’s breathing harsh in my ears.
There were disgruntled murmurs as we continued to jostle about in the dark but I guess it was what the man was waiting for because I felt his lips on my own as his hand wandered from my hip to my zipper.
He swallowed the gasp I let out as his hand took hold of my hard penis, his own erect shaft sliding against mine.
It felt like hot silk and my hand dropped as I slumped forward to rest my forehead against the man’s chest.
He took control then, grabbing our cocks and stroked them, his fingers firmly wrapped about the shafts as he traveled the full length.
He was good…very good and I could feel my breath hitch in my lungs as my excitement climbed with every glide of his calloused hand on our joined flesh.
“Kami…feels too good.” I muttered under my breath.
I could hear the smirk in the man’s voice as I heard him reply in my ear, “Wait until the next tunnel, Hatake…”
I hissed out a low curse as I felt his thumb slide over the head of my cock as he continued to firmly stroke his hand up and down.
I was getting close. I could feel my nuts drawing up…the man’s technique was excellent and as I glanced over at him and saw that little half smirk, he knew it.
A part of me was now worried and getting excited at the prospect of being busted by one of our fellow passengers but it turned out that I was anxious over nothing.
I felt the man shift before I felt his other hand drape a piece of what felt like fabric over our cocks just as we entered the tunnel.
I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming myself hoarse in the darkness as the man dragged his nail lightly over the crown of my dick and I felt myself erupting over his hand as he continued to jerk us off.
I could feel his hand now slick with my spunk working on our shafts with firmer pressure.
My eyes widened in shock as I bit down hard on my lip, feeling more spunk shoot out of my dick before I heard him let out a low groan and felt his cock release its jizz on top of mine.
I could taste the copper tang of my cut lip as I felt him quickly and efficiently clean us both up.
I barely had enough time to formulate a coherent thought in my head when I felt the man shift and step back from me.
“This is my stop. I will see you tomorrow, Hatake.”
It took some effort to keep the shock from my face as I watched him deftly maneuver through the crush and exit the car with a jaunty wave of his hand before my eyes finally returned back to the dirty novel still clutched in my other hand.
I need to cut this letter short…I have a train to catch and with any luck, I might get my rocks off…again.
Signed,
K. Hatake
Address withheld
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