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Chains and Whips	By : SilhouetteofShadows Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1877 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Chains and Whips
- 1
I have wanted to write a story like this for ages now but I never got round to it.
Warnings
There will be very graphic sex scenes in this story. :)
Kankuro glared down at the crumbled piece of paper before him, and then to the old, building that towered over him. He let out an audible sign before stuffing it in his pocket and making his way inside.
The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him as he made his way over to the apparent seating area. A couple of black leather couches where scattered against the bare stone walls and a coffee table was hidden in the corner with a few dimly lit candles on it. Kankuro made his way to the bare brick desk at the far end of the room and waited for the receptionist to notice him. The large older women was busy typing away completely oblivious of his existence although Kankuro didn't mind, he knew he was prolonging the inevitable but he couldn't help it, he felt so nervous in this situation.
It was less than a week ago that Kankuro had asked for money from his quite little brother, Gaara. It was a routine thing and normally Gaara would just hand over a wad of cash to his older sibling without a second thought. But not this time, this time the little red head had refused and told his brother to get a job.
Kankuro whined at him, "C'mon little bro, you know I've been trying for weeks now, I promise I'll pay you back when I get a job."
Gaara glared at him, " There is no doubt in my mind that you will not repay, however I am concerned that you will not be able to sustain yourself in the future and for that reason I must refuse." Gaara's voice was hushed and deep, making Kankuro slightly shiver.
The brunette pouted slightly and looked at the ground defeated.
Gaara watched his brother and although he did not understand emotions well he could tell that he was ... deflated.
"Kankuro, I know a place where you will be able to work without past experience," Gaara paused, closing his eyes deep in thought. He took a deep breath," it's a small business on the far south of the village on sandstone lane. I've heard that they are looking for a new employee that can work hands on."
Kankuro's face lit up" You sure I'd get the job? How much do they pay? What hours would I need to work?" he rambled on, excited at the fact that he might get employed.
Gaara sighed" The wages depend on the quality and length of the job you do, you work when you are required and considering your physique I'd say you have a good chance of getting the job."
Kankuro felt elated with the news, until he looked at his brow less brother, his facial expression was gloomier than normal. "What's up bro?"
Gaara "The nature of the job will require you to perform sexual acts with other people." Kankuro's elated feeling vanished in a split second, he felt as though he had just been punched in the face.
He couldn't understand how Gaara was being so calm. Perform sexual acts with another person? "YOU WANT ME TO GET A JOB IN PORN, WHAT WRONG WITH YOU!" Kankuro yelled in spite.
Sure he'd seen a few mags watched a few tapes and even had sex several times with different women, but actually appearing in a porno made him feel ill. He didn't like degrading women is any sense so this was like a kick in the teeth. He respected women even though he had slept with several different people, he understood their wants and needs, and he always practised safe sex and because of this felt as though he was a good role model to his students for it. Doing this would be hypocritical.
"I know you are repulsed by this notion but you can get a lot of money for doing one shoot. I feel as though this is your last chance at getting a job with a decent wage. Give it a chance Kankuro."
"You're right, Gaara. I need the money and I suppose a job is a job. Give us the details then, I'll go after I've clean crow and black ant out.
So now he was stood in this dirty brothel waiting for his interview with the producer. The women glanced from her screen and glared at him.
"Name."
It wasn't a question but more of a statement. Kankuro hoped that the performers weren't so cold... he quite liked the notion of 'love making' and not using a women as a come bucket.
"Kankuro."
She looked at her screen and typed at lightning speed.
"Tim will be in a minute, take a seat over there." She gestured to the couches
He sulked over to the black leather and plonked himself down. He was exhausted already. The only sound was the pitter patter of keyboard keys being pushed with acrylic nails. It echoed off the stone walls and into the ninja's sensitive ears.
Kankuro ran a hand over his face and through his messy hair. His skin felt strange to him as the greasy texture of his war paint had been washed off the night before and not replaced with a fresh coat. He felt as though it would be bizarre if he came in his battle clothes. Instead he wore a plain white shirt with the top buttons undone and a pair of ripped blue jeans.
The wrinkled women sneered at him over the desk.
"Tim will see you now; go through that entrance, down the corridor until you get to the steel door." She went back to typing away.
Huffing he pulled himself from the couch and dragged his feet till he came to the entrance door. It was like a gateway to hell for Kankuro. Taking a deep breath he turned the knob and quietly closed the door behind him. The corridor was long and elaborate. The velvet red carpets stretched as far as the ear could see, and elegant paintings hung from the maze like walls. He finally reached the steel door and gulped. It looked like the door of a prison cell. Slowly he knocked and was rewarded with a calm voice on the other side.
"Come in"
Kankuro pushed it open and took in the appearance of the room. It was just like an interrogation room when criminals would come and be forced to confess. His knees felt week at the thought, he shakily mad his way over the silver table in the middle of the room. Two chairs where positioned either end, one was empty while the other was occupied by what Kankuro assumed to be Tim. He took his appearance in and was a little shocked. Tim seemed to have the rugged look that Kankuro would have associated with an artist. He had long black hair with a few strands of silver tied up in a messy pony tail and you could tell that he hadn't shaved in a few days as a bit of stubble plagued half of his face. His body was slim but well toned and he held few scars on his bare tanned arms. Tim wore a pair of black trousers with a sliver buckled belt and a tight fitting black top that clung to his muscles. He swung on his chair and eyed up the boy before him.
"Hey kiddo take a seat, were gonna be here for a bit."
Kankuro was pleasantly surprised at the attitude of his boss... he seemed decent enough. He took his seat but couldn't help the stiffness in his shoulders due to nerves.
"Relax; being nervous is an Achilles heel in this business. So what's your name kid?"
"Kankuro." he squeaked out
"Kankuro huh? Bit exotic aint it. Well, you had any past experience boyo?"
"Well I've been with several women but I've never been in this kind of industry before." He felt embarrassed talking about his with a complete stranger.
Tim seemed to give him a smug look.
"A rookie ay? Don't worry bout that though, viewers love amateur work and your knowledge of women won't help you here kiddo, this is gonna be a whole new world for ya. So what are you willing to do and what are your limitations?
Kankuro felt his face redden, "erm... I ...I dunno... I'm willing to try everything." He scratched the back of his head anxiously.
"Fab kid that's what I like to hear. Right I'm thinking do the practical now and ask the shit borin questions later, k kiddo?"
"..Sure." Kankuro didn't like the sound of a practical... what did that mean?
"Right get undressed for us then, but keep your underwear on." Tim instructed
The brunette wanted to scream, he could feel himself start to panic but he calmed himself down, heck if he got the job he'd be shagging in front of this man so this was just the tip of a very dirty iceberg. He gritted his teeth as he unbuttoned his shirt and pants, untied his shoes and pulled off his socks. He stood before Tim in nothing but his purple undies.
Tim's eyes seemed stoic as he scanned over the boy's delicious body. He muttered to himself as he stalked round the boy.
"Lean but muscular, Very toned with no fat, Pale, supple skin. Great definition of abs and hips...
Kankuro's face was ablaze as he was securitised. Tim calmly asked I'm to take his underwear off and he did so without a second thought. The quicker he did it the quicker it would be over. He almost placed his hands over his privates but thought against it. It minds reeled as he watched Tim place latex gloves over his hands. Kankuro gave a puzzled look before he gasped at the feel of Tim touching his manhood.
"Easy kiddo..." Tim took a tape measure from his pocket and began to pump Kankuro's flaccid length.
"W...what are you doing!" Kankuro screeched as he tried to pull away from the grasp but Tim's hand was placed firmly on his rear preventing him from escaping.
"Part of the interview kiddo, thought it would be best if I surprised you, you never know what your gonna be asked to do in a shoot and this is a good example. Besides I gotta check your full length so I can inform performers how big you are boyo and I can only do that when you erect k."
Kankuro just nodded, too busy trying to hold back moans that were forming from the pleasure. Tim's hand stroked faster down his impressive length and he couldn't help but let a small moans escape his lips. His hips began to buck into Tim's hand and just as Kankuro felt himself on the edge Tim stopped and measured his pulsing cock.
"... Inches... width... uncut "he scribbled a couple of numbers on a piece of paper.
"F...uck," Kankuro panted as he thrusted his hips into the air and let his head fall back, he didn't dare touch himself even though it was absolute torture.
"Well done kiddo I'm impressed, you've held on for a lot longer than I imagined."
Kankuro replied with an aroused smile.
"K kiddo you still with me?" Kankuro focused on Tim and nodded. "Right now I want you to bend over k?"
"What?"
"Just bend over, c'mon do it on the table." Tim guided the aroused teen to the silver table and waited for Kankuro to do it on his own.
The brunette felt slightly appalled as to why he was being asked to bend over in front of this man and glared at him.
"Bit rebellious are ya? I like that in a performer." Tim pushed the teen down onto the hard surface. He hissed as his cock touched the cold metal steel. "It makes struggle seem more realistic, I can't stand submissive actors who pretend they don't want it."
Tim's hand was placed on Kankuro's back to hold him for a few seconds. He could've got up but he was too horny to care.
"C'mon kiddo do as I ask an I'll end this for way k?" The teen gave a pathetic nod.
"K spread your checks for me."
Kankuro reached round and grasped two toned globes in his hands and pulled them apart leaving himself exposed.
"Good boy." Tim set to work straight away and gently pinched his ball sack and pulled a bit. Kankuro hissed at the feeling but made no attempt to stop his boss.
Tim felt up the two balls and fondled them for several minutes before releasing them and reassuring his interviewee. He rubbed Kankuro's ripped back and ever so slightly traced a finger over the tight little hole between the teens spread checks. It tensed as Tim lightly rubbed the puckered hole. With a covered finger he gently pushed in causing a gasp to escape from Kankuro's lips. Tim felt the walls of his insides clench hard around his finger attempting to push it out. Kankuro struggled at the uncomfortable feeling as it hurt slightly, he removed his hands from his tight cheeks and balled his hands into fists.
Tim knew the teen would be uncomfortable especially considering that he hadn't used any lubrication. He pushed his finger through the tight carven of muscle and found a round little bud inside. He gently pushed on it and watched as Kankuro's body spasmed and thrusted against the table.
"Good boy Kankuro you doing well." Tim reassured before pulling his finger out and ordering Kankuro to lie on the table. The teen obeyed, to aroused to care, and laid flat on his back with his hard on pointing high in the air. The porn director took Kankuro's length into his mouth and sucked. High pitched moans came from Kankuro as he felt the pleasure build in his stomach. He fisted Tim's long hair and when he felt himself on the edge his legs sprung together clamping down on Tim's head. His mouth locked open and he gave a brutal moan.
Tim pulled up after his legs loosened and wiped his mouth clean. He looked down to see Kankuro panting hard, and his eyes half closed. A small tint of pink stained the teen cheeks which made Kankuro look like an extremely fuckable boy.
The pony tailed man filled in things on the piece of paper from before while Kankuro regained himself from the mind blowing orgasm.
"C'mon kiddo get yourself dressed, we still need to finish this interview." Kankuro reluctantly dragged himself up a dressed quickly before shakily taking his seat.
"Time for the borin shit kiddo. Do you have any disabilities that we should know of?
"No..." Kankuro felt like he was stoned
"Right, what sexual orientation are you?"
"Heterosexual..."
Tim was slightly taken aback,"heh kiddo you do know that are company produces gay pornos...right?"
Kankuro's eyes went big but for some reason it didn't seem to bother him as much as it should of.
"Oh really? Guess I will just need to accept the fact that I'll be pounding in a boy and not a girl."
Tim smirked at the statement... he had already decided than Kankuro was going to be a twink due to the shape and size of his body, and twinks don't tend to top unless they are with a submissive twink. Tim was elated and the boys attitude, there was nothing better than having a dominant boy getting topped.
"Sure thing kid, heh well I have decided... I want to give the job "
Kankuro took a double take" Really are you serious?"
"Course I am boyo your one of the best boys I've seen in a long time. Your reactions are very 'innocent' and natural and I'm guessing by the resistance you gave me you're also an arse virgin."
Kankuro was too happy to take in what Tim was saying .
"K so here's the contract for you to sign and when you've put your name on the paper you can't go back k? You will be binded to do what we ask... but don't worry we won't put you in any danger , even when we go into S&M and BDSM k kiddo?" He pulled out an A4 contract from his pocket and hand to Kankuro with a black ball point pen.
The giddy teen skimmed the paper and signed the bottom without a second thought.
"Welcome to the team Kankuro." Tim warmly extended his hand and shook with Kankuro.
"I want you here at 4:00pm tomorrow for your first job k kiddo."
"Sure thing."
Kankuro didn't see Gaara that night to tell him the good news, he was too busy working to come and spend time with his older brother. Although the more Kankuro thought about it the happier he was that he couldn't tell Gaara. I mean a grown man had fingered him and jerked him off without any resistance. He felt sickened at the thought, what would Gaara say if he knew? He would probably more ashamed than he already was of Kankuro.
He huffed as he scoffed his tea and prepared for the class he had tomorrow at 11:00am.
The puppet master sat in his bed replaying the events of that day and developing serious doubts about whether or he should have signed that paper.
"Well what's done is done, aint that right Crow?" the puppet made a creaking sound
"Guess I'll just hafta ride it out."
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