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Me In Honey	By : fuyunoakegata Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Me In Honey
- 2-First Interlude - Dawn, The Morning After
- 1
- 2
� Author's
Notes
-
This is dedicated to Hatochan.� More than my muse, also my confidante; thank
you for giving me back faith in myself and my writing
-
Part 1 of 3 with 2 mini-chapter intermissions

Story Notes
- Part of the TI universe, with permission from Hatochan
-� This
incident is mentioned in passing during Show and Tell: I'll Show You Mine.� And occurs a few months after Iruka�s first
break mentioned in Tolerant Intolerance: One Year Ago Part 2�� Genma is 22 and Iruka is 15.�

Warnings: GRAPHIC SEX BETWEEN ONE ADULT MALE AND ONE
15 YEAR OLD MALE, ALL CONSENTING. IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, THEN DO NOT READ
THIS.��
IN THE NARUTO WORLD HE IS A CHUUNIN AND OF THE AGE OF
CONSENT; THIS STORY IS SET IN THE NARUTO WORLD, NOT THE REAL WORLD AND THE
AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE THIS BEHAVIOR IN THE REAL WORLD.
Also,� yaoi,
coarse language, etc...

Disclaimer:� Naruto and
its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.�
'Bang and Blame� lyrics belong to REM

//If
you could see yourself now, baby, it's not my fault

You used to be so in control you're going to roll right over this one

Just roll me over, let me go you're laying blame //

Me in Honey, Chapter 1
Bang and Blame
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�BANG!!!�� The shockwaves reverberated through the apartment.

�� Shit, Genma, you slammed the doorknob
into the wall!� the sable haired chuunin threw a glare at the older man
standing just outside the apartment.

�� Wanna slam you into the wall,�
purred the honey-haired shinobi as he slinked through the door, practically
oozing sexuality from every pore of his body.

�� Hn. I guess Aoba finally found you.� He stopped by earlier looking for you.� Sounded like he had something to celebrate��

�� Yeah, he�s finally gonna be an
uncle.� His sister got married three
years back.� Dunno what took �em so damn
long.� If I had a sweet little thing
like her waiting at home it sure wouldn't take me three years to knock her up.�

"If
you had a sweet little thing like her waiting at home, you'd probably get so
distracted by all the other sweet little things and all the hot big things
she'd be lucky to have a baby in 10 years... unless she got bored and it wasn't
yours."�� Iruka cocked one finely
arched eyebrow at the pouting tokujou.�
"It's true and you know it.�
You're just not marriage material Gen-chan. You couldn't stay faithful
for three days, let alone three years."

�� Genma advanced slowly toward Iruka, lust
filling his eyes.�� Mmmm. I could nail you
for the next three years, or at least the next three hours.�� He glided closer to the smaller man with a
singleness of purpose to be expected of a shinobi with a mission.� He reached for the senbon held lightly
between his teeth and negligently grasped it between the fingers of his left
hand, tossing it behind him, where it quivered in the doorframe.� A tight cluster of similar marks marred the
wood.� �You should have come with us,
Ruka-chan.� Aoba�s hot cousin was there,
too.� He stopped a mere inch from his friend.

�� Which one?� Taro or Hanako?�

�� Does it matter? I thought they were
interchangeable. It's not like you care which set of equipment you're playing
with as long as you're playing, right? Those two are so hot I'd do either one
any way they wanted.� Can you imagine
smacking that sweet ass of Taro's while fucking him? And Hanako can do this
thing with her tongue... she's so damn good I'd let her fuck me with a
strap-on.� Of course, the ideal scene
would involve both of them,� smirked the irrepressible tokujou.��

�� Iruka�s answering chuckle abruptly turned
into a gasp as the larger frame slowly leaned in to press him against the
wall.� His skin tingled where his
clothes bunched up against the hard surface.��
Lightly calloused fingers snaked their way under the hem of his shirt,
dragging their way up his chest to tease roughly at the nipples pressed hard
against the other chest as a hot wet mouth trailed along his jaw line to the
junction of his neck and shoulder, biting through the fabric of his shirt� His
hair fell forward to half cover his face as a jolt of pure
lustohmygodelectricityfuckfuckFUCK raced up his spine as Genma
rolled his hips, grinding and circling against him and he arched into it even
harder, craving, no, needing the contact. One warm hand trailed against
the hard curve of his ribs and he gave a long drawn out moan in answer. The
chuunin ran hands ever so lightly just down the outsides of his friend's upper
arms, barely grazing the flesh beneath the tight blue uniform shirt.�

Genma
forced his hips even closer against the younger man in wide lazy circles,
dragging his erection against Iruka's with an almost impossible friction. Iruka
threw his head back, wincing as he hit it the wall.� "Ah. Genma... Shit. Ngghh.�
Gah. Mpphh. Mrrrreowmmmmore."

Genma
lazily hooked a finger in the collar of Iruka's looser fitting shirt and pulled
the already open mouth towards his own, licking the corners of the more than
willing mouth before worrying that delicious lower lip with his teeth. Lust
exploded in Iruka's head as Genma pulled him even more forcefully against his
body while trying to almost swallow him whole, and the shirt gave with a loud
rip.� Genma fucked his mouth with his
tongue, flooding him with the sharp taste of sake, as he continued the unbearably
teasing circles against him.� Through
the white-hot haze filling his body, he dimly sensed the presence of a hand
trapped between them. The honey haired man growled his pleasure against the
other mouth as he worked loose two buttons from Iruka's fly.�

�
Genma let
up the pressure against the young hard body pressed close to him, walking back
slowly until the only contact was the merciless pull of his lips against
Iruka's mouth.� Iruka's only choice was
to follow the older man or break the kiss. The almost painfully hard erection
sprung from its confines as he moved with the older man.� Genma slowed his retreat and pushed the
gaping halves of Iruka's shirt off his body as he slid his tongue against the
hard edge of teeth, savoring the tiny whimper that vibrated against his own
lips. He groaned softly and pushed, feeling Iruka lean backwards. With a hand
between the bare shoulder blades, he eased him backwards over the table and
leaned in.� "Sweet, hot, delectable
Ruka-chan. Do you know what you do to me, what you make me feel?" He
rubbed the cloth-covered evidence of his desire against the answering heat in
the quivering chuunin's loins.

The
whimpers and groans were coming non-stop now, Iruka writhing, arching up as if
to meld himself with the tokujou. �A
strong but finely boned hand crept its way between the sweat-slicked bodies,
lust and the cramped position making fingers clumsy.� Genma�s breath caught as the hand gripped the long hard heat and
freed it from the cloth prison.� The
newly freed prisoner practically jumped for joy, although evidence would
suggest a storm of weeping.� �Ngggh. Ah.
What you feel? Oh, there! Do that again, Genma,� the little chuunin
purred against his neck, licking the hard column as the older man repeated the
motion.

�Ruka�
mmmm.� A little harder when you suck,
and don�t be afraid to use the teeth.�
Ahh. Yeah, shit, just like that, babe.��
The man closed his eyes and arched his neck, allowing the younger man
better access, the sensation of those untutored lips on that hard column making
him think how they would feel on another hard column of flesh. �Mmm. Ruka.
Damn, you�re good at that� ngghh, will you stop for a second so I can think,�
the older man chuckled as he slid down the body beneath him, pausing halfway
down the expanse of caramel skin.� He
grinned almost evilly as he lowered his mouth to that toned stomach, lightly
running his tongue around the navel before dipping in, showing what a strong
supple muscle the tongue truly was.�

The
chuunin�s vocalizations gained in both volume and intensity and Genma had to
place a hand across the chest to keep him from arching completely up off the
table as one of the most talented tongues in Konoha continued its tortuous
dance �Genma! Nggh Genma, I� I � Genma!� this last almost ending in a scream of
frustration.�

Genma
looked up seeing the raw aching need, the undiluted lust on his young prot�g�s
face, and decided to advance the delectable chibi�s education one step further.
He couldn�t resist a quick swipe of the tongue on the underside of Iruka�s
erection as he stood, smirking at the effect that short tongue contact
produced. �Come on, Iruka, let�s head into the other room where we have some
space.� I really don�t fancy the idea of
one of us falling off this table� or having to clean lube, and other things,
off of where we eat�� He offered a hand to the younger man before leading him
to the futon, presenting a most distracting picture to the following chuunin,
pants still slung low on his hips, back glistening with sweat, honey-colored
hair mussed under his headband.�� He
slipped a small item from his pockets and placed it under the pillows as he
arranged himself comfortably on the bed.�
�Ok, Chibi, are you ready for Teacher to give you your next lesson?�
Genma smirked.�

Iruka
just swallowed as he gave a pleading look and a little mewling groan. �Genma�.
Please��

�Ok,
babe, a little patience here, this won�t work if you don�t relax a little.� Let�s go back a little, ease you into this.
This is gonna feel a little funny at first, hehehe, learned this from a pretty
little nurse a couple years ago.� Don�t
try to learn it just now, just relax and let it work�� The senbon shinobi
concentrated and gathered a small bit of chakra in his palm as he enclosed
Iruka�s weeping, engorged cock in his hand, rubbing from the base to the tip in
an impossibly slow motion.�

�Ohhhhhhh,�
Iruka�s breath caught and held for a moment and an indefinable look crossed his
features, something between a look of divine ecstasy and unspeakable torture, maybe
giving hints of both.� After a long
moment he breathed again, albeit somewhat raggedly and settled back against the
mound of pillows.

�You ok,
Chibi?� Genma asked with a look of concern.

�Much,�
blushed the younger man,� but I still umm, you know� uhhh.. are we going to
ummm do anything about it?�

�I
figured you just needed the edge taken off just a little�� Trust me, Iruka-chan.� This will �do something� alright.� Something quite spectacular if I don�t miss
my guess�� Ok, relax as much as you can
and just follow my lead, ok, kid?� Just
gonna start out sucking your cock, nothing we haven�t already done before, so
no worries, right?�

Genma
lowered his head, hair swinging forward to partially veil his face, tongue
flicking out to tease and taste.� His
tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of the shaft before nibbling and
sucking up and down the hard length.� He
nuzzled against the wiry dark nest encircling the base of the cock and gently
sucked the balls one at a time into his mouth as the other hand encircled the
swollen member.� A distinct popping
noise was heard and a fluid warmth was added to the stroking hand.� "Ever had anything up here?
" His finger swirled over the little pucker, pressing gently every
now and then.

"
Uhgn, ah no, I uh, " Iruka's blush was both innocent and enticing and
his embarrassed stutter was assisted by the older man's ministrations.
"I've never, ooooh, th-thought about it. It� ummm wouldn�t that be kind of
uhh d-dirty?"

�Well,
it can be, but there are ways to take care of that.� Don�t think about it just now and relax and go with what I�m
doing, ok?� I�m pretty sure you�ll see
it�s all worth it in a minute or two.��
The wet heat of his mouth returned to envelop the weeping head, and he
greedily tongued the slit as he licked away the salty drops.� A cool wetness ghosted against that hidden
opening. Iruka squirmed at the touch, a small whimper escaping his
tightly closed lips.� �Shhh, shh, it�s
ok relax, babe.� You know I won�t do
anything to really hurt you.� It may get
a little uncomfortable, but if you relax it just gets so much better.� Come on babe, you can do this for me.
Shhhh.�� Iruka made a visible effort to
relax and Genma resumed the licking and sucking, and the occasional dip of
fingers rubbing in the dark crease.�
After a few minutes of this non-threatening contact, he did settle back
into the pillows. Genma continued the petting and licking, letting the
unfamiliar contact be associated with the familiar pleasure of Genma�s warm
lips and tongue. �A soft touch circled
directly over the opening but just as quickly danced away, before he could
tense up. The soft teasing touches continued and a deeper warmth began pooling
in his lower regions, unfamiliar, but pleasurable nonetheless.�

Genma
kissed his way up the golden chest, following the slight line of hair up the
toned abdominals before branching off to capture a dusky nub lightly between
his teeth, alternating the suckling pressure of his mouth with sharp nipping of
teeth. The younger man arched his chest into the contact, and
surprisingly brought his own hand to tease the neglected nipple. He
blushed as he felt the deep chuckle clear through his chest. The warm
mouth continued its relentless trek up his body, only pausing to suck his
collarbone and bite his shoulder before nibbling its way up his neck to his jaw
line. Iruka's breathing became erratic, tiny mewls and raspy moans mixed with
vague representations of the older man's name. The supple tongue traced a line
from chin to ear, breathing slightly and replacing the warm touch with cooler
air. Sharp teeth worried the lobe of his ear before the tongue plunged in
and quickly moved to the nape of his neck, licking and biting and�

�Mmmm,
Genma� ahhhh, Gen�. Oh yeah right there,� and a pair of tanned
hands clasped the honeyed hair to him, tangling in the bandana and dragging it
away. It landed with a dull thud on the growing pile of dirty
clothes that Genma had meant to wash last week. The head dragged a
slow path to the willing mouth of the waiting chuunin. A light tongue
licked at the corner of the teen's mouth, sliding across lips and begging
entrance before slipping in and pushing against the sharp line of teeth.
A forceful tongue waged a war for dominance that the younger tongue gladly surrendered.
An experienced tongue filled his mouth, stealing all breath and even thought,
drowning him in waves of pleasure as an unexpected pressure slipped past his
defenses. He tensed.

��Hey, Chibi, come on, babe, relax.� It�s ok, I know it feels really, really
strange.� Just relax and wait, you�ll
get used to it and it will get good in a little bit, hang with me and try to
ease up, babe. It�s ok, it�s ok, I�m here, you know I won�t hurt you, Ru.� A
similar string of endearments and encouragement accompanied soft strokes
against his cheeks and lips, caresses of his hair, kisses against his
neck.� The offending digit remained
still, the only discomfort in his mind, and it was rapidly waning as he
adjusted to the unfamiliar intrusion.�
Genma kissed him deeply again, providing more distraction to drown the
unexplored feelings with more familiar pleasures.� Iruka made another visible effort to collect himself and assume a
calm demeanor.� �What are you feeling,
babe?�� inquired the tokujou.

�Umm, I�m
not sure.� It�s all strange.� I feel hot and cold, like I have a
fever.� Your kisses make me never care
if I come up to breathe again," the huskiness of the young tenor attested
to that fact.� �Umm� I feel strange down
there.� You know, I guess it is
just different, it doesn�t really hurt� And I feel all warm.� It�s different.� Chocolate orbs bore
directly into hazel. �I want to feel more�� the words seemed to fall
unconsciously from the chuunin�s lips as he moved against the finger.

The older
man almost had to strain to hear the confession, but there was no mistaking the
intent in the chibi�s unskilled movement.�
The younger man stiffened again, but Genma could only watch in amazement
and a wide grin split his features.�
Iruka threw his head back into the pillows and opened his mouth in a
silent scream as he shuddered and clenched around the single finger just
touching his prostate.� The kid�s a
natural� I�ve never seen that happen before, shit I�ve never even heard of it
before.� He hit his own sweet spot, dead
on, first time� Fucking amazing� wonder what other surprises he has in store�
hehehe.� �Enjoying things, Ru?� What did I tell you, learn to trust your
teacher,� the tokujou drawled.�

Iruka wriggled against
the finger, jumping at the sparks shooting through him and looked up through
the long sable lashes. �I�m sorry, sensei� I�ve been a bad boy... you�ll
have to punish me�Spank me, senseiiii...� he purred.

Genma�s already hard
dick tightened and damn near exploded at the words. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Fuck,
not working not working� deep breath... deep breath, Shit, does he know what
he�s doing? Little brat� Genma quickly formed a modified one-handed seal
Iruka had never seen before, shoved his hand down the front of his pants, and
settled it lightly against his own now painfully hard length. He ran
through a shorthand version of one of his most effective meditations, waiting,
desperately waiting for the calm to descend on him. �Ummm.. Hold
that thought for next time, Ru. I�m not quite sure I�m up to that
tonight,� the tokujou�s voice still held a bit of a tremor. �Let�s stick
with my ahhh curriculum for tonight��

Genma rather shakily
grabbed the small tube and drizzled more of the sticky liquid on his fingers.
�Ok, lay back and let me take care of things this time, ok?� the older
man pouted.� Iruka almost bounced
back into the pillows, earning a rather dark look from his ero-sensei.� Hn, cocky little brat, now, isn�t he.� �Now try to stay relaxed, yeah I know you�ve
got one finger inside you, but two is a little different. Just relax.�� Yeah, Shiranui, take your own damn advice
and relax� hah, like you can do that now�� he doesn�t know how close he came to getting more than he
bargained for tonight� how close you came to just fucking that tight� hot� ass�.
Ahhh no, no, breathe, breathe, damnit! Get hold of your fucking self,
Shiranui!� You�re a fucking tokubetsu
jounin, not a 13-year-old genin peeping at those baths in Wave during festival��

Genma took a deep breath
along with his own advice and wiggled the first finger around before ever so
slowly adding the second.� He stopped
just within the entrance, allowing Iruka to become accustomed to the increased
pressure. The young man didn�t even resist, patiently waiting for he knew not
what, giving himself completely over to his older friend.� The fingers were slowly pushed deeper into
the chuunin�s passage, retreating and advancing, stroking the small nodule that
had provoked such a reaction earlier.�
By now, Iruka was fairly squirming on the sheets, burrowing backwards
into the nest of pillows as he tried to push himself onto Genma�s hand.� Genma continued working the spot knowing the
youth didn�t have the control to last much longer.

Iruka kept up a steady
stream of adorable sounding grunts and mewling cries, punctuated with the
occasional yowl, sounding almost like a cat in heat, and Genma redoubled his
efforts, his desire to know just how long the chuunin could hold out warring
with the knowledge that he had to get up early tomorrow for a mission and the
chibi really couldn�t take much more.�
He grinned evilly. Maybe I can just help this along a
little. I don't have to teach him all my tricks... He gathered
his chakra and let the tiniest trickle flow to the two fingertips buried within
that clenching passage and gave just the slightest... nudge... as he stroked
the spot. He mentally patted himself on the back as he sing-songed Damn
I'm good, Way to go me!

Genma was treated to one
of the most magnificent sights of his life as Iruka bolted upright and
stiffened, the tendons in his neck standing out, pulse point fluttering, teeth
clenching, back arching, eyes closing, hair falling in a curtain down his back,
a scream ripping its way from his throat as the hot salty cream spurted and
gushed and exploded from that beautiful, oh so beautiful cock, coating the
slowly softening flesh, his hand, and Iruka's stomach. He leaned forward to
lick away the stickiness covering the tan body and slowly removed the fingers
from the still fluttering passage. Iruka leaned forward to grasp his
hand, small pink tongue darting out of his mouth to lick the thick white fluid
from the palm. Genma shuddered at the feeling of the little kittenish licks and
the nip of small sharp teeth on the pad of his thumb.

Dark eyes looked up into
his own.� �Gen-chan? You�re still
hard.� Umm.� C-c-can I do that to you?��

Genma almost came in his
pants, cock-ring-no-jutsu or not�� he
just had to find completion somehow� and he might be damned for this in the
morning, but it wasn�t morning yet, it was now� he was sooo achingly hard� and
the chibi was here and so warm and willing and sexy� �Yeah, Ru, I think I�d
like that,� the deep husky rumble contrasting with his normally honey-smooth
tones.�

�Umm, you kept on
telling me to relax, Gen.� I don�t think
you�re very relaxed right now.� You told
me it hurts more when you don�t relax� I know I haven�t done this before, but
are you so worried?�� Deep brown eyes
pleaded with hazel.� �Don�t you want me
to?�

A groan slipped past the
honey haired shinobi�s lips.� �No, Ru,
that�s not it. That�s not it at all.� I
want it too much. You�re so damn sexy when you�re like this that I�m
afraid of losing control.�

Iruka deepened his voice
and growled in a commanding tone that sounded scarily like it had been copied
from Ibiki, �Relax, Gen. Just lay back and relax for me.� Shhh babe.� The note of command accomplished
what the pleading voice of the chuunin could not, and Genma lay back against
the slightly scattered mound of pillows.�
Iruka�s fingers swiftly undid the buttons and pulled Genma�s pants over
his hips, tossing them toward the ever-growing pile of dirty laundry.

Genma handed over the
tiny tube and took a deep breath. "Just remember to go slow, use lots of
lube and stretch, 'kay? Don't worry about hurting me, I've been doing this for
awhile, it won't hurt, just maybe get a little uncomfortable, so don't
worry. You need to relax when doing this too, not just when having it
done..."

Iruka crawled into
position between the older man�s knees, lubing the fingers of his right hand
carefully, almost obsessively.� With a
look of utmost concentration, the chuunin slowly flicked and circled a finger
across the pink pucker.� He slid just
the tip of an index finger into the opening, circling it gently.� The well-lubed finger slid in rather easily
as Iruka searched for the spot that the tokujou had used to such astounding
effect but a few minutes ago.� He angled
his finger just� so, and Genma�s ass left the bed, humping dry air. Iruka�s
startled eyes caught the hazel ones as they shot open.� �Nghhh. Easy there, chibi, unless you want
to kill me,� Genma chuckled weakly.� �It
doesn�t take much of a touch there.�
Just the lightest of brushes against that will make a strong man
weak.� Go ahead and try it a few more
times and then go ahead and add another finger.�

Iruka carefully worked
the single finger in and out of the honey haired man, trying to brush the
prostate with every thrust. I suppose I�m not doing too badly,
judging by Gen-chan�s reactions, although why this feels so good is still a
mystery to me.� I won�t worry about that
too much though.�� I�m just really
really glad it does feel so good and that Gen is letting me do this for
him.� Hmm. If just fingers feel this
good I wonder what else I could do��
Iruka added the second finger and Genma momentarily stiffened up.�

�Ok there, Ru, don�t
worry you didn�t hurt me, but just ease that second finger in next
time.� You�re doing great for your first
time, believe me�� and maybe just a tiny
little bit less lube.� Lube is
necessary, but after a point things slide around a little too much.� Ahhhh, Ru, right there, keep it up, just
touch me there, baby, stroke me a little harder, oh yeah, like that, you�re
doing great, babe, ah fuck yeah, just a little deeper babe, keep that
angle hnnnn yeah babe like that��

Iruka leaned forward and
captured that creamy, slightly pink now tinged with purple cock in his
mouth.� He sucked harder, drawing Genma
further into his mouth as he worked the fingers into him.� Genma gave a little moan as Iruka�s tongue
swirled around the head of his cock, before dipping in to the opening at the
tip and dragging up the sensitive underside.�
He relaxed his jaw, just so� and lust glazed chocolate met even more
lust-filled hazel as he lowered his mouth completely, nose tickling slightly in
the nest of honey colored curls.� Teeth
dragged ever so lightly on the way back up and the chuunin almost choked
himself chuckling at the expression on the older man�s face.

// If you could see
yourself now, baby� Its not my
fault� You used to be so in control� //

If Genma only knew
how beautiful he looks like this.� Again his thoughts
wandered, the devious, or was it deviant, mind considering every way he could
conceivably make the tokujou feel even a fraction of the excruciating bliss the
honey haired man had inflicted upon him.�
�Mmmmm�.� he hummed against the straining hardness as a thought came to
him.� He likes my fingers in his
ass�� I know how much I liked his
fingers in my ass and his mouth sucking my dick. I also know how much I liked
it when his tongue did those things to my navel� If they affect me like that,
they will probably do something for him too.�
He wouldn�t do something to me that he doesn�t like� So what if� The
swollen length fell from his mouth with a popping sound and Iruka pulled the
fingers out and grabbed Genma�s thighs, holding him in place as he spread the
older man�s cheeks wide.� Iruka circled
the ring of muscle with his tongue, licking� and flicking� and �Ngghh�
Chibi?� Ummm, ahhh yeah, uhhh what are
you doing?��

Iruka looked up through
lowered lashes as he prodded the opening, tongue applying pressure and
releasing before finally slipping inside.��
That wicked tongue advanced and retreated, pulling out to lick and
circle before pushing in once more.�
Genma groaned with as much relief as longing when Iruka finally pulled
his mouth away, coating his fingers again.

"
You want to hear it, don't you?" Iruka spoke softly, his hot breath
whispering over Genma's sensitive skin. " You like to hear me talk,
to hear me say how much I want you to touch me, to lick me." He
twisted his fingers inside the tight channel, causing massive spasms throughout
the tokujou's body. " Because I do want you to. I want your fingers to
stretch me, one at a time. Pushing into my tight body, clear streams of
lube dribbling from my little hole. I want to feel you wriggling inside me,
touching that one spot. "

Genma
moaned and thrust upwards, trying to get more contact for his aching shaft. He's
a natural� dear Kami, that voice, those words...  and where
the hell did he learn to do that thing with his tongue? He is a fucking
natural�Great job, Genma, you�ve created a monster� The Ero-Chibi.

" I
want you to pin me to the bed, hands in my hair, pulling my head back, forcing
my neck to bend so you can bite it, teeth just breaking the skin. I want
you to suck on my lower lip while you push that big cock of yours into my tight...
hot... little hole. I want you to make me scream when that big
cock splits me wide open, Genma. Do you want that, too?� Do you want to� fuuuuuck�
me?"

Genma
abruptly sat up, wincing slightly at the pressure the movement caused.� Iruka haltingly dragged his gaze to look up
at Genma as he removed the fingers and saw complete unbridled lust darkening
the hazel to a murky muddy mess.� With
deliberate movements normally used on the battlefield, not in the bedroom,
Genma roughly grabbed the chuunin�s wrists and with a quick twist and a roll
flipped the younger man so he lay beneath him, hard, soldier�s body pressing
him into the mattress. �Lube.� Genma forced out.� �Give me the goddamn lube.�

Iruka
startled at the harsh words, hesitating before holding out the item being
demanded.� He blinked owlishly as the
tube was snatched from his hand. Well, I wanted a reaction... I just
didn't intend quite this much reaction... What the hell did I do wrong?
But it's Genma... he wouldn't hurt me, I know he wouldn't hurt me.
Genma's different, and it's kind of scary, but... I like this.
"Nghhhh ahhhhh Gen-maaaaaaa" Yeahhhhhhhh, I like
this... The youth pulled in a deep breath and let it out as he once
again relaxed back into the pillows, submitting to the forceful shinobi above
him.

The small
tube exploded from the crushing grip, completely coating the tokujou�s hand and
dribbling onto the tan chest beneath him.�
Genma slid slightly down the body, slowly but surely pressing that
single finger into the still tight hole, quickly adding a second in response to
the needy cries made by the younger man, slowly trailing the digits across
Iruka�s sweet spot.�

Time seemed oddly
stretched and compressed, and Iruka�s entire world narrowed to the achingly
intense feelings the accomplished tokujou dragged from him.� He bucked his hips, trying to draw those fingers
deeper within his tight passage.� Genma
worked him, scissoring, stretching, filling. He drew out the slender
digits, and ran them through the sticky puddle on the chuunin�s chest before
torturously adding a third finger.

�Ohhhh�� Iruka stiffened
in surprise, not really pain, not exactly discomfort, just in
unfamiliarity. The fingers held their position. "Ohhhh...
that's...." Iruka felt... full. "Ohhhhhh..." Iruka
tightened himself around those still fingers and gave an experimental wiggle.
"Ohhhh yeahhh... Genmaa.... Fuuuuck yeahhhhh... Genmaaaaaa....
move, damnit.....more....." and the chuunin forced himself further onto
the waiting hand.

Genma sat there,
silently staring down at Iruka, a dumbstruck expression on his now pale
face.� What am I doing? He's
just... �Ru,� the tokujou began.�
Iruka�s head snapped up at the tone conveyed in that one word as that
fullness was withdrawn.� �Iruka, I�m
sorry, I don�t know what came over me.�
I can�t do this, can�t do this to you.�
I don�t��

//You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, blame, blame,
blame

You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, it's not my thing so let it go//

�Can�t what, Genma?� You aren't forcing me to do anything.� I don�t seem to be tied up,� Genma almost
thought he heard the youngster mumble the word �unfortunately.�� I was enjoying myself. You
were enjoying yourself.  There's nothing wrong.� What rank am I Gen-chan? I�m a chuunin.� I�m old enough to make my own
decisions.� You aren�t some sick
pedophile who drugged me and dragged me off the streets to be his
sex-slave.� You aren�t �taking
advantage� of some little kid who can�t say no.� If anything, I was taking advantage of you, because I know what I
want and I want it now.� I want you,
Genma.� I. Want. You. Inside. Me.
Now.� Now, are you going to give in
gracefully and screw me silly or do I have to sit here wondering what�s wrong
with me, because I sure tried my damnedest to make you want me too� Please,
Genma.�� Fuuuck me��

The
chuunin strained upward and captured the other man's lips with his
own. The kiss was quiet, without all the animalistic vocalizations of earlier,
its tone changed by the brief exchange, by the uncertainty of the moment.� When Genma didn�t pull away, Iruka deepened
the contact, letting some of his pent-up frustration and need show through,
knowing the older man could sense the honest plea inherent in the kiss.� Genma broke off the kiss first, �Chibi, are
you sure this is really what you want?�
Are you sure you�re ready?� �Cus
we�re pretty damn close to that point of no return I�ve told you about, and
tonight I�m pretty sure my control is shot all to hell and back, anyway.�

Iruka was
done arguing.� He could keep debating
and protesting all night, but he knew actions spoke louder than words for his
Gen-chan, so he did the only thing he could imagine getting through that thick
special jounin (and he did mean special) skull.� In almost one simultaneous movement, he smeared his hand through
the remaining liquid on his chest, flipped the older man onto his back and
slicked his sticky hand down the purple-headed shaft.� He reached behind himself and disposed of the remaining lube by
the simple expedient of smearing his own passage in preparation.�

And in
one irrevocably swift motion, the chibi impaled himself, eliciting a half gasp,
half moan from his dumbstruck mentor. The dark head tilted backwards,
sweat darkened walnut hued strands cascading down the arched
back.� His chest was thrust forward,
neck exposed at a suggestively submissive angle at odds with the dominance just
exhibited.� Sweat glistened on the lithe
lines of the tawny body covering the golden haired shinobi.� Muscles tightened, flexed as he slowly
lifted himself before slamming onto the body beneath him, grinding in small
circles against the other man�s groin, embracing and drawing the tokujou�s
member further within his tight passage.�
Iruka started at the warm velvet touch of his friend�s hand on his own
needy erection, and the slight movement changed the angle just enough to cause
a spectacular reaction as Genma hit the chibi�s prostate dead-on.� Oh dear Kami-sami, I don�t know what
happened or how I lost control of this situation, but thank you thank you thank
you� look at him� that dark banner of hair streaming behind him� dusky
sweat-slicked skin rippling over toned muscles� I knew Ru was beautiful, but
not like this��

�Nghhh�
ahhh Genmaaa� isn�t this what you�ve wanted to do for so lonnnng,�� To touch me, mmmm, and lick
me�. tease me� unhhh oh yeah right there.� To fuckkkk me hard. Just. Like. This��

With a
deep husky groan, Genma rolled them over and reversed their positions, grabbing
one of the chuunin�s long, muscled legs, and hooking it over his shoulder.� Iruka shuddered as the deeper angle allowed
even more contact, as every thrust pounding into him seemed to slam into that
hard little bundle of nerves.� The
tokujou tangled his hand in the sweaty raw silk pooling on the pillows beneath
the hot little chuunin and leaned forward to suck that tempting little pout
into his own mouth, before worrying the lower lip with sharp teeth.� Genma�s hand gave a little tug, and the teen
drew his neck to the side as the older man�s teeth grazed against that wildly
leaping pulse point before barely breaking the skin of the dark young man�s
shoulder.�

�Mmmmm.
Ru� now arch up just a little. Fuck yeah, just like that,
chibi.  You're so good at this, 'Ruka, so tight and
hot... Oh shit!� The teacher grasped the firm erection trapped
between their bodies and gave a few firm, quick strokes in counterpoint to the slow
steady fucking. He gasped as sharp nails raked a path down his exposed
back.

Iruka was
actually trembling and quivering from the stimulation.� Hot breath lifted a few coffee strands by
his ear as the older man whispered, �Come on �Ruka, baby, just let go, don�t
hold it in, let it happen, come on, Chibi, cum for me, cum for me, baby.�
The effect of the softly murmured plea was truly spectacular. A scream
was torn from Iruka�s throat as a thick white stream erupted between their
bodies, coating them both with the viscous liquid.� The violent orgasm caused the tight heat of him to pulse and grip
wildly around the senbon shinobi, drawing a similar response despite the
forgotten anti-ejaculatory jutsu, so when Genma came scant seconds later it was
like a champagne cork exploding from a shaken bottle, the force of the emission
against Iruka�s already over-stimulated prostate causing him to shudder and
tense again in a haze of white-hot lust.�

//You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,

You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,

You let go on me//

Genma
fell still, the combined effects of the rebounding jutsu and soul-shaking
orgasm rendering him senseless for the next few moments.� His next conscious recollection was of a
very warm, pliant chuunin seemingly trying to share his skin with him.� And I thought he liked to snuggle close
before� It�s nice though.� This is
nice.� Oh who the fuck are you kidding,
Shiranui.� This� this was just�so much
more than nice�� just fanfuckingtastic
and you know it.� You fucking passed out
like a sixteen-year-old visiting his first whore-house on a mission to
Grass.� You really need to work on that
jutsu too, it just shattered and rebounded on you, gonna hurt like hell in the
morning, as if the hangover won�t be enough.�
And �Ruka� he was� beyond incredible� and his first fucking time,
too.� You were drunk and this was his
first fucking time�

His ever-agile (at least when it came to sex and the ninja arts) mind
supplied a picture of him banging Iruka *in* the waves, water lapping at that
gorgeously tanned body, Umino Iruka, the dolphin of the sea... that body that
had just been thrusting upward as eagerly as his own. You can lie to others
all you want Shiranui, but you damn well better tell yourself the truth... He
wanted this as much as you did. Genma, you silly idiot, think about
it. He's might be fifteen but he's better at sex at his age than you ever
thought of being. And he's fifteen... he wanted it damn good and well
*more* than you did. It *was* his first time. Does he look like a
wailing frightened virgin or a well-fucked feline of a chuunin that marked your
back so well?� Quit beating yourself up
and accept it as the freely given shared gift he meant it to be...

The stickiness was rapidly cooling, and beginning to dry just a bit on
their bodies.� Genma tried to pull his
half-trapped arm and shoulder from beneath his partner.� �Hey, babe.�
We really need to clean this up or we�ll be hating life tomorrow.� Nothing spoils a morning like having to get
unstuck from the sheets before you can even take a piss,� Genma grinned down at
the tawny shinobi beneath him, stretching languorously like a half-tamed
housecat.�

He gave a
tug when the younger man refused to budge.�
�Come on, Chibi, I�ll never have a chance to show a sweet young thing
like you just how distracting you can be if I�m stuck to the bed in the
morning� and what a shame to waste all that early morning wood without starting
a little fire to warm us up.��

The sated, dusky teen looked up in utter contentment at his best friend, a
slight smile teasing the corner of his mouth.�
Genma took in the sight of his ravished little chibi, face near beaming
with a well-fucked glow, sex-mussed hair making a wild halo over the mound of
pillows, lips red and swollen from the multitude of kisses shared over the
course of the night.� �Iruka, if you
want to do this again before I have to leave on that mission tomorrow, you
better get your ass off me now�� Genma mock-growled at the tempting youth now
openly grinning up at him.

�Mmmmmm,�
Iruka lazily stretched yet again.�
�Don�t ever wanna move again.�
Wanna stay here, with you.� I
just wanna stay here and remember this feeling forever.�

Genma
stroked the back of one hand against a sun-kissed cheek, brushing away sweaty
locks.� �Do you still trust your
teacher, Chibi?�

Iruka
purred, � More than ever,� leaning into the touch, enhancing the feline
impression even more.�

�Then
trust me when I tell you you don�t want to wake up stuck to the bed or
too sore to even walk.� You *will* be
sore in the morning, but if you want to keep things at a bearable level, let�s
take a quick hot shower, ok?�� Genma
grabbed a sheet from the bed and began dabbing at the mess coating their torsos
before giving up and tossing the covering at the now overflowing laundry
pile.� �Shower. Clean sheets.� Bed. Move it now, Umino.�

�Nag,
nag, nag, just like a wife, Gen-gen.��
The chuunin stuck out his tongue as he grudgingly climbed from the
rumpled, stained bed and gingerly padded toward the bathroom.�

�You
better believe it, Chibi. That delicious ass of yours is all mine�� and he
followed,� thoughts already anticipating
the rapidly coming dawn.
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