Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

The Choices Between Friends	By : drivven Category: Naruto AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2121 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, sadly that means I do not own it and have gained nothing for writing this.

Chapter List
- 4
- 5
- 6
Chapter 5

Traps

So, it was decided while Neji was admiring his transformed image in the mirror. The trio would seduce him, the three of them would share him, and they'd see where it went from there. Naruto felt so much better. The fear was gone. He was curled up in Nara's lap when Neji stepped out of the man's bedroom wearing his jeans and carrying his own folded pants in one hand. Neji paused and regarded the odd scene with interest. Naruto looked so cute, curled up like that. Shikamaru just looked right, lying on his back with the smaller blond curled up on top of him. The tattooed arms were curled around his friend, almost protectively. Neji had a distinct feeling that this little scene would be permanently added to his fantasies. He smiled it was a good image.

The three of them about had a heart attack when they saw him. He was sex walking and didn't fully understand that, it would seem. He strode past Kiba, who was leaning against the living room wall, turning his back on the man and causing Kiba's pants to tighten dangerously. He slipped between Nara and Naruto and the coffee table and bent over to retrieve his satchel from the other side of the couch.

"You can change your mind now if you want Nar, but once it starts, that would be cruel and confusing for all of us." Shikamaru offered and warned softly into Naruto's ear, the hot breath made Naruto gasp softly. The blond shook his head. He needed his friends close right now, very close. Three sets of eyes were locked onto that lovely ass as Neji shoved the pants into the satchel and retrieved his wallet. They watched with interest as he stood up and slipped his hand, with the wallet into the back pocket of the jeans.

He turned to face them as a group and was pleased to see three sets of lusty eyes gazing upon him. He smiled and met Chouji's eyes. "So, are we still going?" He really didn't care if they left or not. He was just going along for the ride.

Chouji smiled. "Oh, yeah Neji. We're definitely going." Chouji's head tilted quizzically. "You ever been to an Alt. bar before, any bar really?"

Neji laughed softly. "Does my uncle's stuffy country club count?" He laughed a little harder after he said it, picturing the faces those people would make if he walked in there now, dressed as he was, with a certain blond under one arm and one of two brunettes under the other.

Kiba barked a laugh in response and both Shikamaru and Naruto were chuckling softly. The three of them had each had a flash of a similar image as Neji.

Chouji rolled his eyes at all four of them. "Okay, well, just to be safe; stay close to one of us. Oh, how old are you?"

Chouji, Shikamaru, Naruto, and Kiba were all under twenty-one, so they couldn't drink in the place. But if Neji was, well in Shikamaru's mind, it might just make an introduction to what the three wanted a little easier on Neji. They wouldn't get him drunk and take advantage of him or anything like that, but a drink or two might just loosen Neji up and help him keep a more open mind.

Neji was surprised at the question. You had to be eighteen to get into any of the clubs in town and of course had to be twenty-one to drink in them. Neji knew the liquor license laws and knew what would happen to a business that allowed someone under eighteen in or served alcohol to someone under the legal drinking age. Surely these men realized that Neji was over eighteen. Neji had turned twenty-one nine months ago, but hadn't really noticed. Neji didn't drink. He didn't drink wine with his dinner or even have champagne at celebrations, when the rest of his ridiculous family insisted he should. He had just never seen the appeal.

He noticed that the three conspirators seemed quite interested in his answer. So he let them wait just moment, then said simply, "I'm twenty one, Cho. Why?"

"Just wanted to be sure you were old enough to drink legally, if you decide to. I work for some of these clubs and wouldn't want to see anyone get into trouble if I could prevent it." Chouji's answer was so honest and simple. Neji liked him more all the time.

"So, how old are you?" He asked in return and then made eye contact with each man in his turn. He was fairly confident that he was the oldest here, but thought that perhaps Nara might be close in age to him, he had the most mature face and feel to him. He was a little; surprised to learn that they were all basically the same age, nineteen. He'd been certain that they were at least eighteen, but it was reassuring to know that they were all above the 'age of legal consent'. This way if someone saw him with them, at least the ensuing scandal would not include accusations of 'consorting with a minor'. The last thing he needed was for his uncle to be shamed by his being interested in someone under eighteen. Still assuming such things wasn't very smart, so knowing for sure eased his mind a bit more.

They made it to the club quickly and made their way through the crowded, smoky air. They were all looking around, getting a feel for the place. It was really just a converted old warehouse. There was a stage at the far end and a band could be heard blaring from speakers spaced along the walls. There was a bar on one wall and tables scattered near it. Along the walls were old couches and chairs and most of them were taken.

Neji's eyes burned as they adjusted to the dim light and filthy air. He was jostled as people passed by them. The four friends paused for a moment, when they ran into people they knew. They only introduced Neji when the person asked about him. That didn't bother him. He wasn't concerned with knowing the names of all their passing acquaintances. The band was good, so he focused his attention on the stage. He really couldn't see much. The place was very dimly lit.

Neji felt a hand run across his ass and turned, expecting to see the cute blond man, instead his eyes met a pair of hazel orbs. The girl was decked out in Emo gear. Neji was familiar with the Emo concept, but had never actually met someone who considered themselves part of that culture. The girl reached up for the lock of blue hair and he raised a quizzical eyebrow at the intimacy of such a thing. Kiba appeared at his elbow and laughingly told him not to make eye contact. "That's how they assimilate you. Don't look into their eyes." The girl gave Kiba a worthless pout and huffed. As she walked away, followed by her friends, she said "That's Borg you dumbass." Kiba just grinned at Neji. He put his arm around the pretty man's neck in a proprietary way. "Come on, Neji. You are way too pretty to be left on your own just yet."

He let Kiba lead him through the crowd and to a small couch, along one of the walls. The small couch sat in a dark place between two pools of light coming from the industrial lights hanging high above. Kiba kept his arm around Neji. Kiba liked it. The contact felt nice, not sexual, and just nice. Besides, Kiba felt like he'd gotten a little of his own back as he led a rather submissive Neji through the club like that. He'd also seen quite a few jealous glares as people saw Kiba with his arm around the lovely man, who was so obviously with him at that moment. Kiba liked that too.

He turned his back to the couch and Neji had no choice to do the same, then Kiba dropped onto the cushions without warning and drug Neji down with him. Neji ended up very close to Kiba, practically on the man's lap. Neji turned to look Kiba in the eye, but instead his cheek met Kiba's own as the man turned to look at him too. The feel of Kiba's slightly stubbled, scruffy cheek against his own soft smooth one made him moan slightly, Kiba heard it and chuckled.

The man's hot breath ghosted across Neji's ear and he shivered. Kiba noticed that too and felt very bold. He did something very bold. He leaned in and licked Neji's neck lightly, so lightly that there was barely any contact. The almost false touch made the beautiful man gasp and Kiba reluctantly pulled away. He was pushing things a little too fast. They didn't want to scare or upset Neji, so Kiba leaned back against the couch casually, although he didn't relinquish his hold on Neji. His arm remained firmly in place.

Neji sat there, with Kiba's arm around him, still feeling the ghost of tongue against his neck, and tried to understand what had just happened. Ok, so Nara was kind of flirting with me earlier, but only a bit. What Kiba just did was not a 'kind of' thing. Naruto wants me I know that. They are his best friends, and don't seem like insensitive jerks, so...? Neji felt like he was missing something important, some fact that would make this situation clearer to him. He just couldn't figure out what it was. This game is becoming very odd.

Chouji joined them a short time later and Neji couldn't help the bewildered look he gave the big man. Chouji nudged Kiba hard in the ribs. "What?!"

"Why don't you get Neji a drink Dog Face?" It really didn't sound like a question, more of a command. Kiba rolled his eyes, removed his arm from Neji's shoulders and strolled away into the crowd. Neji noticed absently that there was a different band on stage now. He didn't like this one as much, or maybe it was his confusion and irritation clouding things. "You okay Neji?" The concern in the man's voice was clear enough.

"I'm confused Chouji." He answered honestly. "Am I missing something here?"

Chouji chuckled. Neji was very blunt. "I think the game may have changed. I won't say more than that, well okay, I'll say this. I think you'll like it. If you don't, well, you're either nuts or in love." Chouji started laughing then.

Neji's eyebrows rose almost to his hairline. Love? He was intrigued, even aroused, but love? And with who? I'll like it, eh?! "I'll take your word for it, for now."

"Just relax and go with it Neji. Let yourself just enjoy, okay?" The last was whispered as Naruto and Shikamaru were approaching them. The two turned and plopped down on either side of Neji. Naruto leaned against Chouji, handing him a can of cola and draping his bent knee over Neji's thigh. Shikamaru leaned against Neji's left side and sipped on his own.

They didn't have a drink for Neji, he assumed they'd seen Kiba and knew he was getting Neji's. Shikamaru's shoulder bumped his once and he looked toward him. Nara laid his dark head against Neji's chest and the shoulder bumped again, a little more insistent. Neji got it then and with only half of a self-conscious glance at Naruto, he raised his left arm and Shikamaru settled under it.

After a few minutes of companionable silence, Neji was starting to relax. That was until Naruto reached down, took hold of Neji's right hand and purposely draped Neji's right arm across the leg draped over Neji's thigh. Neji's hand itched to caress the inside of the muscled leg beneath his forearm. Kiba actually rescued him then. He just sort of appeared in front of the confused man and held out a glass. Neji took it without thinking, grateful that his mischievous hand had something to occupy it. Kiba sat down next to Shikamaru, he pulled the brunettes legs up over his own, stretching Nara out a bit and causing the man to cuddle more under Neji's arm. That arm now draped across the man's neck. The other arm had come to rest on Naruto's leg while Neji was distracted.

Kiba sat quietly and watched Neji closely. Neji absently sipped his drink and coughed. It was not a soda. He felt so stupid. He should have realized it was a mixed drink, since his was in a glass and everyone else had a can. He was the only one who was twenty-one after all, but how had Kiba gotten it? He hadn't paid attention. When Kiba handed him his drink, one of the bouncers had been with him. Kiba knew the guy through Chouji and had asked him a favor. The man bought the drink and then walked it over with Kiba to make sure Neji's hand was marked with the red stamp, showing that he was over twenty-one. Kiba and the others had purple stamps on the backs of their hands.

The confused look on Neji's face was fucking adorable to Kiba's mind. He'd guessed right Neji was not a drinker. Kiba was counting on him drinking it though, rather than having to explain his reasons to them. Neji was off balance and was trying not to rock the boat until he had a better idea of what was going on. Kiba wasn't smart in a conventional way, but the man was absolutely devious. He had a real genius for mischief.

Kiba was right. Neji decided that one drink, if he sipped it slowly, couldn't hurt. He didn't want to disturb anyone. Shikamaru was nestled under his arm and he liked that. Naruto's left leg was draped over his right leg and dangled in between his thighs. He liked that too. The blond’s body exuded a warmth that seemed to be soaking in to Neji's body. He felt so natural like this. It seemed almost normal and he didn't want it to end. Kiba was smirking at him. The man obviously thought he'd gotten one over on Neji. Neji couldn't leave it like that. Messing with Kiba was getting to be too much fun. Neji turned his head towards Kiba.

All Naruto and Chouji would be able to see would be the back of his head and Shikamaru was nestled against his chest. Neji looked Kiba straight in the eye and waited until he had the man's complete attention.

Kiba was trying not to actually laugh at Neji. That wouldn't help them, but it was difficult. That was until Neji looked at him with those pale lavender orbs like twin moons and smiled at him. The smile was malicious and deliciously evil. Then the pale pink tongue slid between those thin wonderful lips and Kiba became very uncomfortable the way he was currently sitting. His pants were tightening around his growing cock.

Neji wet first the top, then the bottom lip with slow deliberate grace. When the tongue slid back into that mouth that was now completely occupying Kiba's thoughts, the man didn't even stop to think about how he'd not only lost the ground he'd reclaimed but Neji had just taken several yards more from him.

Neji turned away from him and closed his eyes, listening to the music and trying not to over think things.

Kiba's mind began to get away from him. He found himself imagining what it would be like if Neji was willing to bottom for him. I want to kiss him while I'm thrusting into him. I want to feel his moans against my mouth. He groaned softly as he imagined such things. I want to watch his beautiful face as my thrusts, my cock drive him over the edge. Oh man how I want that. Kiba didn't even know if Neji would bottom. He was certain that Neji topped and Kiba wasn't averse to bottoming for Neji, he just really hoped that the man would be willing to switch places too. Getting ahead of myself again... I wonder what Nar and Nara are thinking about...
~TBC...
- 4
- 5
- 6
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

The Choices Between Friends