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AsuShika One Shots	By : dirty_cassirole Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shikamaru sat on the floor of Asuma’s living room trying to figure out the newest puzzle Asuma had thrown at him. It was taking him a bit longer than usual because his mind was distracted by what he saw last week.

He had snuck over to Asuma’s after his parents thought he had gone to bed so that he could catch a late night shogi game with his sensei. However, when he peeked in the window, what he saw and heard made his face go red. Kurenai was over, and she was bouncing up and down on Asuma’s huge cock.

He knew he should’ve just left, but his eyes were glued to the massive dick that was going in and out of the dark haired woman. His own cock twitched and he unconsciously palmed it, his eyes never leaving Asuma’s length. Soon he couldn’t take it any more, and he pulled down his sleep pants and rubbed his hand up and down. He started off slow, but soon was matching the speed that Asuma’s dick was moving.

“Asuma! Ah!” Kurenai yelled out.

Asuma grunted and grabbed her but before standing up and laying her on the couch. He settled between her legs and continued thrusting into her, making her cry out even more. He grabbed her leg and lifted it up, wrapping his arm around it to get a different angle.

“Ah! Yes! Harder!” Kurenai was bucking her hips to meet his.

Shikamaru was panting hard, his hand moving quickly. “Mmm. Asuma,” he breathed out. His eyes shut, focusing on Asuma’s loud grunts, but scowled when Kurenai got louder than him.

He stared at Asuma’s dick again, imagining it was him he was thrusting into and pumped his own dick faster. “Ah,” he moaned out, being careful not to be too loud. Not too long and Shikamaru was releasing his cum all over the side of Asuma’s house.

He panted as he stuffed his now limp cock back in his pants and ran back home.

Shikamaru licked his lips at the memory. He had only known his sensei for about a year now, but lately he’s been thinking about Asuma in the dirtiest of ways. Several nights he has woken up panting because of a dream where Asuma was pounding him. He wanted to be with his sensei the same way Kurenai got to be with him.

“How’s the puzzle coming?” Asuma asked as he looked up from the papers he was working on.

“Fine,” he said as he turned his attention back to the puzzle.

“You haven’t solved it yet?” Asuma asked, an eyebrow raised.

Shikamaru blushed. “No. I’m not really interested in it right now.”

“Your mind somewhere else?”

“Yeah.” He couldn’t look up at Asuma for fear the man would ask why his face was red.

“You don’t have to work on it if you don’t want to.”

Shikamaru looked up at the man without moving his head too much. Asuma was back to working on the papers, a scowl on his face. Relieved that Asuma wasn’t looking at him anymore, he was about to ask his sensei what was wrong when his eyes noticed Asuma’s legs open. He licked his lips again when he narrowed in on where Asuma’s huge cock was.

Asuma groaned and leaned back on the couch, hands over his face. “Why did he have to give me so much paperwork?”

With Asuma leaning back like that, his cock was straining against his pants. Shikamaru couldn’t take his eyes away from it and his own cock twitched in his pants. He carefully moved his hand so he could palm the growing erection, his eyes flicking from Asuma’s crotch to his face and back.

“Hey, kid. How ‘bout a break?” Asuma said as he looked back at the boy.

Shikamaru quickly moved his hand away from his crotch and looked down at the puzzle. “Sure,” he said and looked up at the man. “What do you have in mind?”

Shikamaru saw Asuma staring at him, not at his face, but at the bulge that sat on Shikamaru’s lap. He mentally cursed himself for not being careful enough.

“Uh,” Asuma began as he turned away from the boy. “How ‘bout some shogi?”

“Ok,” he replied, trying to act like he didn’t catch Asuma staring at his erection. As the man stood up to grab the board, Shikamaru palmed himself again. He had never been brave enough to do this so close to Asuma before, but the added adrenaline rush was making him even harder.

Asuma turned around and sat the board on the ground and sat down, making the young boy have to crawl over to him to reach the board. Shikamaru did just that as Asuma set up the board.

Several turns went by with neither one talking, and Shikamaru was starting to shift in his seat a bit. His pants were way too tight now, and with Asuma sitting right in front of him, there was no way he would be able to palm himself.

“You ok?” Asuma asked as he stared at the boy, his eyes traveling down to Shikamaru’s crotch before shooting back up to his face.

Shikamaru smiled. “Yeah. Never better,” he said. He sounded more sarcastic than he meant to, but either Asuma didn’t catch it, or he ignored it. “Hey, how’s Kurenai?”

Asuma went wide-eyed. “What? How would I know?”

Shikamaru gave him a look that said, ‘Seriously.’ “I’m not stupid, Asuma. I know you two are dating.”

Asuma rubbed the back of his head, a slight blush on his face. “Yeah, well, not any more.”

Shikamaru was shocked at this news. He had literally seen them having sex just a week ago. His dick twitched at the reminder. “Really? What happened?”

“It just didn’t work out,” Asuma said sadly, but he tried to fake a smile.

“Her loss,” Shikamaru said as he moved his bishop. A smile strained to cross his face, but he forced it to stay hidden.

Asuma chuckled. “Thanks.”

Silence fell between them again, but Shikamaru was still shifting in his seat. Asuma took another one of his pieces and he mentally cursed again. ‘Dang it. He’s distracting me.’

“You’re a little off your game today,” Asuma said with a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah,” Shikamaru said as he moved one of his pawns. His eyes fell on Asuma’s crotch again, and this time it seemed Asuma was having a bit of a problem like him.

“Anything you want to discuss with me?”

Shikamaru looked up. “Hmm? Like what?”

“I don’t know,” Asuma began and moved his king, “like maybe why you’re suddenly so interested in Kurenai?”

Shikamaru froze. ‘Does he think I have a hard on because I’m thinking of Kureani?’ He wanted to laugh. His sensei was way off the mark. “Just curious,” was all he said.

“I see.”

More silence and more shifting. It was driving him mad. He moved another piece, not really paying attention to where he placed it as his eyes once again fell on the tent in Asuma’s pants. ‘I wonder if he’s getting hard because he sees me hard, or if it’s because he thinks I like Kurenai?’

“You can’t move there.”

Shikamaru blinked as he looked from his sensei’s scowl to the board. He had moved his knight the wrong way. “Crap.”

Asuma furrowed his brow. “Shikamaru, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” Shikamaru replied as he moved his knight to the correct spot. “When did you two break up?”

“About a week ago,” the man replied, a frown on his face.

He knew that Asuma knew he was avoiding the obvious problem he had. ‘Maybe I should just whip it out and jerk off. It’s not like he doesn’t know what’s going on. Wait, did he say a week ago?’ “That long, huh?”

“What do you mean, that long?” Asuma asked. “Be lucky I’m talking about this with you at all, you little brat.”

Shikamaru chuckled and finally reached down to pull on his pants. “Sorry.” He noticed that Asuma was now watching his hand pull at his pants.

“Shikamaru, maybe you should go use the bathroom,” Asuma said as he blushed and turned his head as if the plant on his side table suddenly became interesting.

He smiled. “Nah. I’m fine.” 'Let’s see how long he lasts.' “Your move.”

Asuma looked back at the boy, then down at the board.

Again, more silence hung between them. He looked over and saw that the tent in Asuma’s pants had gotten bigger. “You sure you don’t need to use the bathroom?” he smirked.

Asuma’s face went red again and he shifted. “I’ll be fine,” he said as he promoted his pawn.

Shikamaru inwardly laughed and looked at the board. This little mind game with Asuma was a lot more fun than this butchered shogi match. He saw one of his own pawns had somehow made it into Asuma’s territory and he didn’t promote it. He really was out of it. As he reached for the pawn to flip it over, his hand froze above it. ‘If I knock it off, that would give me an excuse to get by his crotch, but then again, he would probably just pick it up for me.’

Asuma raised his eyebrow at the outstretched hand. “You gonna promote it finally?”

Shikamaru looked up at him then back at the piece, a smile crossing his lips as another idea popped into his head. He reached forward and acted like he was going to flip his piece to promote, but flicked it off the board. “Crap,” he called out and moved to try and reach it, but knocked his knee into the whole board, effectively throwing several pieces off the board and into Asuma’s lap. “Dang it,” he called out and reached out to grab a few of the pieces.

Asuam grabbed his wrist before he could reach the shogi piece that lay very close to his crotch. “I know what you’re doing, Shikamaru.”

“What do you mean?” he asked innocently. “I’m just trying to clean up my mess.”

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed you glancing at my crotch all this time.”

“Like you haven’t been looking at mine,” Shikamaru countered. ‘Checkmate.’

Asuma released the boy’s wrist and looked away, his face now red.

Shikamaru sat back for a moment, but realized Asuma really wasn’t going to say anything back. He took a deep breath and moved to his knees to crawl over to Asuma.

Asuma heard Shikamaru move and looked down at the boy, but was surprised when Shikamaru was reaching for his pants. “Shika…” He groaned when Shikamaru’s hand pressed against his hard length.

He palmed Asuma’s erection through his pants, moving his own hand to do the same, and watched as Asuma closed his eyes. “What I meant earlier was that long since you got laid, huh?.”

Asuma whipped his head back to the boy, eyes bulging. “Wh-what?”

Shikamaru looked down at his hand on Asuma’s pants and frowned. He wanted to feel his whole length, not just the outline. He reached up with both hands and undid the man’s pants, and before Asuma could say anything, he brought Asuma’s stiff member out, licked his lips, and took as much as his small mouth could.

Asuma groaned and grabbed Shikamaru’s ponytail. He felt the man start to pull up on his hair, but when Shikamaru added his hand to the blowjob, the man just gripped his hair tighter. Shikamaru smiled around the hard rod in his mouth, then focused on bobbing his head and moving his hand. He was really glad he had snuck those playboy magazines into his room. Even if the girls in it didn’t interest him, the advice and stories in it sure gave him a lot of information.

“Shika,” Asuma moaned out and he felt Asuma moving his hand to help guide the boy.

Shikamaru looked up at the man, his mouth never leaving the hard length, and saw Asuma’s face twisted in pleasure. He remembered one story in the magazine where the girl hummed while giving the blow job, and wondered if it really worked. Instead of a hum, however, he ended up moaning, but it still had the desired effect as Asuma bucked into his mouth, making him gag a bit.

Asuma looked down at the boy who was currently giving him the best blowjob he’d had in months. Not even Kurenai gave head this well in the last few months they were together. He groaned again as Shikamaru moaned around his dick, being careful not to buck his hips again. He didn’t want to hurt the kid.

Shikamaru closed his eyes and focused on the hardness in his mouth, the noises Asuma was making, and now the pressure he was giving his own member, moans coming out involuntary now.

“Shika!” Asuma cried out. He was so close.

Shikamaru tasted the salty precum leak out of the head in his mouth and lapped at it, making Asuma stir even more. He wasn’t completely sure, but he thought Asuma looked ready to blow, and he had to admit that he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that yet. Asuma took his decision away from him though as he finally pulled hard on Shikamaru’s hair.

Asuma panted and shivered as he felt the cool air on his wet cock. He looked down at the boy in front of him and saw his face twisted in pain. “Crap. I’m sorry,” he said as he let the boy’s hair go.

“Why’d you stop me?” he asked, but secretly he was grateful.

“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet,” Asuma said.

Shikamaru looked back down at the pulsing rod and grabbed it with his hand. If Asuma didn’t want him to use his mouth to finish him off, then he’d use his hand. He gripped the warm appendage and moved his hand up and down, moving quicker and quicker until the rod exploded and Asuma’s milky cream shot into the air.

Asuma groaned as he released his load, his eyes closed and his head thrown back. After coming down from his high, he looked down at the boy who was smirking at him.

“Am I as good as her?” he asked.

“Dang it, kid,” he said as he pulled the boy into his lap and smashed his lips on small ones.

Shikamaru froze, both surprised at the sudden move and unsure how to go about this. He felt Asuma’s lips for a moment and decided to copy him, and soon they were pressing their lips firmly against each other. The boy froze again when he felt Asuma’s tongue run across his bottom lip. He hesitated for only a second before he opened his mouth and felt Asuma’s tongue push against his own. The man tasted of tobacco and tea, a weird combination, but he had to admit, he kind of liked it.

Asuma deepened the kiss, pushing the kid’s head closer by placing his hand on the back of the boy’s neck, and he felt Shikamaru grip his shirt in response. He knew what he was doing was wrong, and that he should stop, but the boy was just so tempting.

Shikamaru pushed away from him, breaking off the kiss, as he needed to come up for air. He panted as he stared into Asuma’s eyes. He felt Asuma’s hand roaming up and down his back, while the other one played with the stray hairs on the base of his neck. “I’ll take that as a yes?”

Asuma snorted. “Yes, you were better than Kurenai, or at least better than she did the last few months.”

Shikamaru frowned. Ok, so he knew he wasn’t going to be perfect at it since it was his first time, and he should be grateful for the compliment, but he also felt cheated.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get better at it the more you practice,” Asuma said, chuckling a bit.

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow and smirked. “You’ll let me practice more?”

“Only if you’re good.” He pushed on the boy’s neck and recaptured the sweet lips.

Shikamaru moaned as he pressed himself closer to Asuma and his raging hard on smashed between their chests. He moved his hips a bit to get some friction.

Asuma felt the hard rod moving up and down his chest, and his cock, which had started getting hard again as he was kissing the boy, raised to full mast. He moved both hands to the boy’s hips and ground his unclothed member into the boy’s butt.

Shikamaru moaned again at the feeling of the hardness on his butt and broke off the kiss. “I want you, Asuma.”

Asuma was a bit surprised at this, but smiled at the boy. “Then I guess we better remove these pants.”

Shikamaru nodded and reluctantly stood up. As he was pulling his pants down, he saw Asuma also stand up, removing his own pants and shirt and moving over to the couch. Shikamaru copied him and took his jacket and fishnet shirt off before following the man to the couch. He stood there unsure of what to do.

Asuma reached out and pulled Shikamaru onto his lap, being sure to not to penetrate the boy yet. He pulled the boy into another kiss, which the boy quickly complied too, and moved one hand down Shikamaru’s back, past his butt, and ran his finger over the small hole.

Shikamaru gasped when Asuma slightly pushed his finger into his butthole, but then watched as he raised his hand and held three fingers in front of his face.

“I want you to suck on them like you sucked on my dick.”

Shikamaru nodded and eagerly sucked the three digits into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them.

“Mmm, yeah. Just like that,” Asuma moaned out. After a few minutes, he pulled his fingers from the boy’s mouth and lowered them back to the boy’s butt. “You tell me when it hurts too bad.”

Shikamaru nodded and turned his head to look over his shoulder. He watched Asuma push one finger in, and hissed.

“Relax,” Asuma said as he rubbed the boy’s back. “If you don’t, it’ll only make it worse.”

Shikamaru nodded again as he placed his forehead on Asuma’s shoulder and focused on his breathing.

“That’s it. Just breath,” Asuma said as he pushed his finger in a little further.

Shikamaru tensed up again and tried to move away from the intruding finger unconsciously, but remembered the real goal here and relaxed again. Soon, Asuma was thrusting his finger in and out of his butt, and it felt amazing. “Asuma,” he moaned out.

Asuma smiled at the boy’s reaction. He continued to run his free hand up and down the boy’s back and kissed the boy’s neck and collarbone. Once he was sure the boy was used to the one finger, he pushed the second one in.

Shikamaru hissed again, but this time, Asuma didn’t have to remind him to relax and breathe. The second finger hurt, but the pain quickly disappeared and the pleasure he felt increased. He felt Asuma moving his two fingers in a scissor motion, and remembered that it was something someone does to stretch the hole that was to be penetrated.

Asuma felt Shikamaru squirm on his lap, causing the boy’s butt to brush against his throbbing member, and he moaned as he closed his eyes. He reached up with his free hand and cupped the back of the boy’s head to pull him into another kiss. He knew the third finger wasn’t going to feel pleasant at all to the boy. He was just so tight.

He pushed the third digit into the hole, and like he expected, Shikamaru hissed into the kiss. He ran his hand up and down the boy’s back again as he kept his three fingers still until Shikamaru adjusted. He was a little worried. He was a lot bigger than just three fingers.

After another minute, Shikamaru seemed to relax and he even rolled his hip to try and get the fingers moving again. He moaned when he felt the three digits moving in and out of him again, and again felt Asuma spread them inside of him to stretch him. A few more minutes of this, and he groaned in disappointment when Asuma pulled the fingers out.

Asuma smiled at the boy. “I can’t have them in there if you want this,” he said as he pushed his hard member against the boy’s butt.

Shikamaru turned his head to look down at the penis and his brow furrowed. “Will that really fit?”

Asuma kneaded one of the boy’s buttcheeks. “It will, but it’s going to hurt. I’ll take it slow so you can adjust.”

Shikamaru nodded, his eyes not leaving the hard rod. His mind played back to that night he watched Asuma and Kurenai, and his cock twitched.

Asuma raised the hand on his dick up to his mouth to spit on it, then rubbed the spit on his member. It wasn’t the best lubricant, but it would have to do. He lined the rod up with Shikamaru’s hole and slowly started to push into the boy, getting the full head in before he had to stop.

Shikamaru hissed and squeezed his eyes shut as the pain racked his body. He had tensed up again, and he felt Asuma stop.

“Remember to breathe and relax,” Asuma said gently.

Shikamaru took a few deep breaths and relaxed his body as Asuma ran his hand up and down his back and kissed his neck. He must have relaxed enough, because Asuma was pushing into him again. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, but it was too much. “Asuma, I can’t.”

“Shhh,” Asuma said as he moved the hand that was on his dick to Shikamaru’s butt and kneaded it again. “You can. Just relax. I’ll only continue when you’re ready.” He reached around with the hand on Shikamaru’s back and stroked the boy’s member.

Shikamaru shifted a bit when he felt Asuma’s hand pumping him. ‘It feels as good as I imagined.’ He focused on the hand and the pleasure for a bit, and the pain in his rear dissipated.

“You ok for me to keep going?” Asuma asked when he felt the boy go lax in his arm. Shikamaru nodded, so he slowly started pushing in again. He had to stop two more times, each time asking before going on, before he was finally seated in the boy. “It’s alright. I’m in,” he said as he wiped a tear from Shikamaru’s cheek. The boy felt so amazing around his cock, so tight. He was kind of glad he couldn’t move for a minute, because he was afraid if he did, he’d cum on the spot.

Shikamaru felt Asuma’s hands exploring his body and slowly pumping him as the man’s lips trailed kisses all along his neck. “Will it hurt like this every time?”

Asuma chuckled. “No. The first time is always the worst. After this, you should stay stretched enough that it won’t hurt as bad the next time.”

Shikamaru smiled at the thought of a next time. Asuma really wanted to be with him.

“That is, if you want a next time,” Asuma added.

Shikamaru wrapped his arms around Asuma’s neck and hugged the man. “I will.” He pulled back and kissed the man for a minute before pulling back again. “But let’s just get through this time before we worry about that.”

“Deal,” Asuma said with a smile.

They kissed again as Asuma continued to explore Shikamaru’s body, the hand on the small rod moving to massage the boy’s butt. It was another few minutes before he felt the boy move experimentally, flinching a bit at the pain, but rolled his hips again and again. He understood the message and placed both hands on the boy’s hip and slowly pulled out until only the head was left inside then slowly lowered the boy back down.

Shikamaru hissed as he felt the penis move in and out of him, but eventually the pain died off and waves of pleasure were coursing through him. “Asuma,” he moaned out as he gripped Asuma’s hair with one hand and scraped his nails along the man’s back with the other.

Asuma also moaned at the feeling and moved his hips a little faster. It wasn’t long before the kid was bouncing up and down on his shaft, crying out his name over and over.

“Asuma! Ah, yes! Asuma! Asuma!” It felt amazing. Better than anything he’d ever felt before. All those dreams, all those fantasies, none of them compared to this.

Asuma grunted and moaned himself at the boy’s cries. He never thought it would feel this good to be inside his student, but now he never wanted to leave. “Mmmm. Shika. Gah, so good.” He felt his cock twitch inside the boy and knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “Crap. I’m gonna cum!”

“Asuma!” Shikamaru cried out as he wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, rolling his hips in time to Asuma’s thrusts.

Shikamaru’s moans and pants were right next to his ear, and it just spurred him on even more. He grabbed the boy’s dick, making said boy cry out again, and pumped it in time with his thrusts. He wanted to share this with him. To climax at the same moment, and he didn’t have to wait long. He felt the boy’s walls clench and unclench until finally they gripped his length so hard, he couldn’t stand it. He dumped his load into the boy as Shikamaru splashed his own seed across their chests.

“Asuma!” Shikamaru’s eyes went wide and his vision went white as he felt the most powerful orgasim he had ever felt before. Warm liquid quickly filled him up, so much so that it leaked out and ran down his legs.

Stars danced in Asuma’s eyes as he thrusted a couple more times before he decided to push as far into the boy as he could, letting Shikmaru’s walls milk him. Never in his life had he felt an orgasim that strong, not even with Kurenai. He dug his fingers into the boy’s hips, not really caring at the moment that they would probably be bruised in the morning.

It took a few minutes for both of them to come down off their highs, and they each looked into the other’s eyes. “I’m never giving you up,” Asuma said as he tightened his arms around the boy.

Shikamaru smiled. “Good, ‘cause I won’t let you,” he said, also tightening his arms around Asuma’s neck.

Asuma smashed their lips together and their tongues wrestled. Shikamaru always was a quick learner. He felt himself getting hard again inside the boy, and started moving again, causing the boy to moan into the kiss. He moved his hips faster and faster, but then suddenly stopped and pulled out.

Shikamaru looked at him disappointed, but Asuma just kissed the tip of his nose and flung him to the side so the boy was now laying on the couch. He quickly moved between the boy’s legs, raising both of them over his shoulders, and plunged back in.

Shikamaru cried out and threw his head back at the new angle. Asuma seemed to be reaching deeper into him now, and it felt amazing. “Asuma! Ah, p-please, harder!”

Asuma smiled at the boy and pounded even harder, his breath coming in quick bursts as sweat fell down his entire body. He wanted it to last forever, to be inside this beautiful boy for all eternity. His second orgasim of the night hit just as hard as the first, Shikamaru being the one to instigate it again. He pulled the boy as far onto his dick as he could as he unloaded into the boy.

“Ah!” Shikamaru cried out as he shot his load off again, this time splashing only against his chest. The warm liquid filled him up even more, and he felt more of it leak out and run down his thighs.

Asuma leaned down and captured the boy’s lips again, Shikamaru wrapping both his arms and his legs around the man. Asuma didn’t wait long this time before he started thrusting again. Every move felt more amazing than the last.

Eventually Asuma moved them into the bedroom, where they did it two more times before they both fell asleep.
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