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Silicone Vacancy Ooze	By : Cannibalistic_Chickens Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Silicone Vacancy Ooze
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Sasuke stares into the slightly murky liquid of his sake as he fiddles with the edge of the cup. His eyes slowly roam his surroundings, taking in the dirty table he sits at, the grime-caked floorboards, and the stained shoji. The lighting in the room was dull, blanketing its occupants in a shroud, obscuring their illicit business from wandering eyes. He scans over brawny battle-worn men, adorned with scantily clad women. Thin ragged addicts bent over their next fix, scattered across the table. Loud, belligerent drunks a stone's throw away from beating each other bloody. Before meeting the eyes of another.
Sasuke’s only been here a short time, but this man has been leering at him since he ordered his drink and took up his post at the small table along the wall, evidently intent on catching his eye. Sasuke’s been pretending to ignore him as he sips his sake, though taking in as much as he can about the stranger eyeing him from the bar.
The man is unremarkable. Middle-aged with dull brown eyes and thin brown hair pulled back into a bun, with a large scar bisecting his right cheek. His clothes are dusty but of finer quality, and the sword at his belt, though wrapped in rags, is well made. He was on his second jug of sake in the short time Sasuke had been sitting there, and didn’t show plans to slow down. The man had money, and that's exactly what he was looking for.
Sasuke looked around slightly before meeting the man's eyes once more. He gave the man a look he knew would be interpreted as interest and bit his bottom lip as he shifted his eyes to the table he was sitting at, then back to the stranger. With one small motion of his hand, he watched the stranger at the bar turn, grab his sake, and stand to make his way over to him.
As the man sits across from him, Sasuke makes sure to angle himself in a way so that the front of his shirt falls open to reveal the pale expanse of his chest, and the long column of his neck is exposed. Leering eyes appreciate his efforts as he leans forward to pick up his cup. His half-lidded eyes meet the others once more, and he smirks as he says, “Hey. Looking for a good time?” and drains the rest of his cup.
The other smiles and licks his lips before leaning forward, offering Sasuke a refill. Sasuke holds his cup out as the other overfills it, warm liquid trickling down over his fingers to drip across the table. The man laughs, apologizing as he takes the cup from him, setting it on the table before he slips Sasuke’s index and middle finger into his mouth, sucking on them before pulling them out.
“How much?” he asks, low and demanding.
Sasuke leans further into the man's space and replies, “5,000. Got a room?”
The stranger's eyes light up, and he’s quick to nod, as he leans back to refill his own cup, holding it aloft in a small toast.
“Seems like we have a deal.” The man says, a lecherous grin spreading across his face.
Sasuke lifts his cup in return, before draining it in one go. The man rises as Sasuke sets his cup back upon the table, grabbing the leftover jug of sake in his ascent. Sasuke follows behind him as the man leads him to a hall around the side of the bar. The lights get dimmer as they enter, only brightening up once they reach the stairs near the back. At the top of the stairs is a threadbare hanging bulb gently swaying from the ceiling, illuminating the grime in fine detail as they traverse around the corner and up the second set of stairs. The hallway at the top of the stairs is lit only by flickering lanterns, casting dancing shadows across dingy paper and worn wood. The sounds of pleasure echo out through thin walls as they pass.
The man stops at a door on their right and slides it open, then steps inside. Sasuke enters behind him and shuts the door, looking around the small room. There's a futon laid out on the floor with a small table containing a lantern, and now the remaining jug of sake, next to it. Across the room was a small sitting area, half hidden by shoji, looking out over a small, somewhat overgrown garden; ishi-doro glowing in the night. And to his right seemed to be a small private washroom.
Sasuke’s attention was quickly brought back to this stranger as the man grabbed him by the hips and walked him backwards till his back hit the shoji. His mouth is claimed in a sloppy, alcohol-laden kiss, all tongue and teeth and drunken desperation. His mouth is quickly forgotten in favor of sucking wet haphazard marks down his neck. The man roughly grabs his ass and grinds his erection into his hip.
Sasuke fumbles at the man's waistband, trying to gain access to his pants in between the man's rhythmic grinding, before pushing at the man's shoulders. Pushing him off him and back against the wall, ripping the man's shirt open and raking his nails down his skin as his knees hit the floor. He pulls at the man's pants as he nuzzles his face into his crotch. He looks up and catches the man's eye as he pulls his cock out and licks a slow stripe up the underside, suckling at the head. He spits on the head and wraps his hand around giving it a few rough pulls as he sucks one of his balls into his mouth.
The man above him groans hard and tangles fingers into his hair, gripping tightly, pulling him off till he’s staring up at this stranger again. He grips the man's thighs, opening his mouth, tongue lolling, as the man grips his length and guides it into him. Sasuke relaxes his throat and fights the urge to gag as the man’s cock is pushed into his throat before retreating slightly giving him a second to breathe before being pushed back in. Over and over and over again, till spots dance in his eyes and the stranger is moaning above him.
The man retreats before guiding him back to the futon and quickly disrobing him of his clothes. Sasuke rolls onto his stomach and up onto his knees, presenting his slick, pre-stretched hole to the man. Two hands grip his cheeks, trying to spread him wider. He hears the man spit just as he feels something warm and wet hit his entrance. He gasps as he clenches around it. The stranger groans behind him before he feels the blunt head of the man's cock push against him, slip inside and fill him.
Sasuke grinds back against the dick inside him, getting it as deep as it can go before pitching forward and slamming back against it. Moaning loudly as he was filled. Hands grip his hips and guide him into a brutal rhythm. The sound of flesh meeting flesh only drowned out by his gasps and choked moans.
Suddenly, the stranger pulls out and pushes him over, grabs him by his thighs, and pulls him into his lap. He slides his cock back inside him before bending him in half and starting up a new viscous pace. The man mouths at his neck and collarbone as a hand slides up his side, grazes over a nipple, and his collarbone, before wrapping itself firmly around his neck.
He meets the man's eyes, slips his hand up and over the other's, and gently pushes it into his throat. The stranger’s hand tightens quickly, limiting his air supply, and he relaxes into it as the man's hand tightens even more, cutting off air entirely. The cock inside him pulses as the stranger above him gasps and groans his release.

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Sasuke pushes the man off him and back against the wall, ripping the man's shirt open and raking his nails down his skin as his knees hit the floor. He pulls at the man's pants as he nuzzles his face into his crotch. He looks up and catches the man's eye, weaving his genjutsu into this stranger’s head. He continues to pull at the man's pants, checking pockets for anything of value. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches, a handkerchief, a small talisman, and the man’s wallet. He replaces the handkerchief and the talisman and walks the man back towards the futon, laying him down. He opens the wallet, pockets the 12,000 ryo he finds, and leaves everything else, setting the wallet on the table next to the futon.
Sasuke walks to the small sitting area and opens a window, finding a small ashtray on a table nearby. He brings it back into the room and sets it on the small table next to the wallet, and taps out a cigarette from the pack. He lights it with a match and leaves the match to burn in the ashtray as he pulls in a lungful of the smoke. Exhaling as his mind is pulled back to the moaning man on the floor.
He places the cigarette between his lips and bends down to pull the man's pants down, freeing his straining erection, and steps back to investigate the washroom. He finds a small towel and brings it back to lay over the stranger's weeping dick. He didn’t need to see any more than necessary.
He grabs what remains of the sake and returns to the washroom to find some soap and retrieve a towel and a spare yukata before investigating a small shower in the corner of the room. He stubs the butt of his cigarette into the grout, pulls deeply on the jug of sake, sets it on the floor not far from the small stool and quickly washes himself. He returns to the main room, sets the now mostly empty jug of sake back on the table, and opens the closet to find a spare futon, spreading it out on the floor a little way away from the other, lowering himself onto its bedding.
Sasuke takes a few more swigs of sake, taps out another cigarette, and lights it as he settles in for the night. Doing his best to ignore the man currently grinding his dick into the bed next to him, and hopes for a few hours of rest before he’s forced to disappear into the dark hours of the morning.
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