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Accidents Can Happen?	By : Darkinudemon Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 45 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Accidents Can Happen?
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Inspired by Johnny's Accident by Michigan
"Damn, it's hot," grumbled Naruto, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. The sun beat down on the dusty path leading to the small farm on the outskirts of the village.

"Yeah," agreed Konohamaru, his voice muffled by the thick cloth wrapped around his face. "I can't believe we got stuck with this. Checking on livestock? This is the kind of job for genin, not us!"

Naruto chuckled. "Well, you know what they say, every mission counts. And hey, at least we're out of the office."

The two shinobi trudged onward, the sound of their footsteps echoing in the stillness. The farm was quiet, almost eerily so. Only the distant bleating of goats and the occasional rustle of the wind through the dry grass broke the silence.

As they approached the barn, the smell of livestock grew stronger. Inside, they saw a farmer with a strange tool in his hand, crouched over a struggling goat. The animal's cries grew louder as he worked, and when he stood up, the goat's hind legs kicked out in pain.

"What the hell is he doing?" whispered Konohamaru, peering through a crack in the wooden slats.

Naruto squinted to get a better look. "It looks like... he's putting a rubber band around the goat's... oh, that's definitely not for keeping it in place."

The farmer looked up and spotted them. "You two from the village?"

They nodded.

"Come in, come in!" he called out cheerfully. "I could use some extra hands. I'm just castrating these goats to keep 'em docile. It's a simple process, really. Just gotta get 'em in the right position..."

The conversation grew more technical, but the gist was that the farmer was using an elastrator to apply tight rings around the animals' testicles, cutting off blood flow. It was a common practice, but one that made both Naruto and Konohamaru squirm uncomfortably.

After the demonstration, the farmer handed them each a set of rubber rings and an elastrator. "You know how to use these, right?"

They nodded again, though their enthusiasm was waning.

"Great. Just grab a goat and give it a shot. You'll get the hang of it."

Naruto took the tool tentatively, eyeing the goats with a mix of pity and curiosity. He'd never felt the need to do such a thing before, but he had to admit, the idea of knowing what it felt like was... intriguing.

"Hey, Konohamaru," he whispered, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You think these would work on humans?"

The younger shinobi's eyes widened. "What? No way, Naruto!"

"Come on, it'll just be for a bit. Just to see," Naruto said, nudging him.

Konohamaru stared at the tool, then at his friend. "Fine, but only if you go first."

They shared a look, and something unspoken passed between them. It was the kind of dare that only two idiots with nothing better to do on a hot summer day would accept.

Once the farmer's attention was diverted, they snuck into a quiet corner of the barn. Naruto unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. His cock bobbed free, already starting to stiffen in anticipation.

"You're crazy," murmured Konohamaru, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his voice.

"Do it," said Naruto, spreading his legs.

Konohamaru took a deep breath and leaned in, his trembling hand reaching out to grasp Naruto's balls. He fumbled with the elastrator, the cold metal feeling alien against his skin.

"Just like with the goat," Naruto instructed, his voice strained. "But maybe not as tight, yeah?"

With a quick snap, the rubber band was in place, and Naruto's breath hissed through his teeth. It hurt, sure, but it was a sharp, fleeting pain, nothing compared to the battles he'd endured. He looked down at his purple balls, now adorned with a dark green ring that stood out against his skin.

"How does it feel?" asked Konohamaru, his own curiosity piqued despite his better judgment.

"It's... different," Naruto grimaced, then chuckled. "Kinda turns me on, actually."

The younger boy's eyes shot up in surprise, and he could feel his own cock stiffen in his pants. "Really?"

Naruto nodded, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Yeah. Want to... explore it a bit?"

Without waiting for an answer, he leaned in and kissed Konohamaru hard on the mouth, their tongues entwining as the tension between them grew palpable. The barn was still and silent except for their muffled moans and the occasional bleat from the recovering goats.

Konohamaru's hands roamed over Naruto's body, his own shirt coming off in a hurry. He pulled away from the kiss to look into the blond's eyes, which were dark with lust. "But what if we get caught?"

"Who cares?" panted Naruto, his hands already working on the other's pants. "This is our secret mission, remember?"

Their clothes came off in a frenzy, leaving them both naked in the dim light. The barn's warmth was a stark contrast to the coolness that now emanated from between Naruto's legs.

Naruto dropped to his knees, his cock standing at attention despite the constricting band. He took in the sight of Konohamaru's erect member, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. Without a word, he leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste the salty liquid. The younger boy gasped, his hands automatically reaching out to grip the wooden support beam.

With surprising gentleness, Naruto took the whole length into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing as he began to bob his head. His eyes never left Konohamaru's, the connection between them electric. The pleasure was intense, and he could feel his own balls throb in time with the movements of his mouth. The irony of the situation was not lost on him—his own testicles were now useless, trapped in their rubber prison, while he worshiped the very essence of maleness in his friend's.

Konohamaru's hips began to move, pushing deeper into the warm, wet cavern of Naruto's mouth. The blond ninja took it all, eager to please, his eyes fluttering closed as he savored the feeling of being used. He slid a hand down to cup the base of the cock in his mouth, his other hand reaching around to knead the firm buttocks in front of him.

As he felt the younger boy's muscles tighten, he knew he was close. He pulled back, letting the cock slide out with a wet pop, and moved his mouth lower to suck on the heavy balls. The irony of worshiping the younger boy's balls while his own were banded and slowly dying wasn't lost on the blond ninja. The sensation was intoxicating, and he couldn't help but moan around them as he worked his tongue and lips.

The thought of being a eunuch sex slave to this beautiful boy was a dark, thrilling fantasy that had never occurred to him before, but now it consumed him. He imagined himself at Konohamaru's mercy, bound and helpless, only there to serve his every need and whim.

As he worked his mouth back up the shaft, the taste of pre-cum grew stronger. He knew it was only a matter of time before the younger shinobi reached his climax. The anticipation made his own cock throb, and he felt a strange sense of power in knowing he could bring this to pass.

Pulling Konohamaru's balls out of his mouth, Naruto returned to the task at hand, sucking the younger boy's dripping cock with renewed enthusiasm. He swirled his tongue around the head, savoring the salty sweetness that leaked from the slit, feeling the pulse of life beneath the skin. The veins stood out like ropes, and he knew the pleasure was building.

Konohamaru's breath was coming in ragged gasps now, his eyes squeezed shut as he focused on the sensations overwhelming him. "N-Naruto," he stuttered, his voice tight with lust. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

Naruto took the cue, wrapping his hand around the base of the cock and pumping in rhythm with his mouth. The warmth of the flesh filled his senses, the smell of sex thick in the air. He felt a strange thrill knowing that he was the one causing such intense pleasure, especially in this taboo setting.

With a grunt, Konohamaru's seed erupted into Naruto's mouth, hot and salty, and the blond swallowed it eagerly. He licked his lips, savoring the taste as the younger shinobi panted above him, his cock still hard despite the intense orgasm.

The pain in Naruto's balls had indeed lessened to a bearable throb, which only fueled his desire. He looked up at Konohamaru with hooded eyes, his own cock still rock-hard despite not being touched. "That was... amazing," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "But I want more."

Without a word, he turned and got onto all fours, his ass sticking up in the air, the elastrator band visible between his legs. The sight of his swollen, purple testicles swinging back and forth was almost hypnotic, and Konohamaru couldn't tear his gaze away. He had never seen his friend like this before—so wanton, so vulnerable, and yet so incredibly sexy.

Naruto looked over his shoulder, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pain and desire. "Fuck me, Konohamaru," he begged, his voice hoarse with need. "Fuck me like one of those goats."

Konohamaru stared at the sight before him, his mind racing. He had never seen his friend like this—so open, so desperate. The elastrator band around Naruto's balls was a stark reminder of their earlier daring act, a silent testament to the thrill they had shared. Despite his shock, he couldn't deny the arousal that had built within him, watching the blond's reaction to the painful pleasure.

Naruto's words hung in the air, a siren's call to his own hidden desires. He felt his heart thud in his chest as he took a step closer, his cock aching with the need to claim what was offered. He'd never felt this way before, but he knew he couldn't refuse. He had to explore this dark, new aspect of his sexuality that had been unlocked by their recklessness.

Gently, almost reverently, he ran his hand down Naruto's back, feeling the tension coiled in every muscle. He took a moment to appreciate the trust the older boy placed in him, to let him explore this taboo act. He positioned himself on his knees behind Naruto, his cock brushing against the cleft of his ass, making the blond whimper.

He took a deep breath, his own desire warring with the trepidation that gripped him. With trembling fingers, he reached down and touched the elastrator band, feeling the cold, lifelessness of Naruto's balls beneath it. The blond's body tensed, but he didn't protest, instead letting out a strange, needy noise that made Konohamaru's stomach flutter.

"You sure, big bro?" he whispered, his voice thick with lust and uncertainty. "Your balls are pretty cold. I think we should remove the band."

Naruto nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yeah, I know," he managed to say, his voice strained. "But I want this... I need this."

With a shaky hand, Konohamaru lined up his cock with the tight ring of muscle, the head glistening with precum. He pushed in, feeling the resistance, then the sudden give as he breached the barrier. He'd fucked the blond several times before, but none of them held a candle to this time. The band around Naruto's balls served as a constant reminder of the power exchange between them, a silent declaration of the blond's submission.

Naruto's body tightened around him as he pushed deeper, his own moan echoing through the barn. The blond's breaths were ragged, his body trembling with a mix of pain and pleasure that was as mesmerizing as it was terrifying. But Konohamaru couldn't stop; the need to claim, to conquer, was too strong. He began to move, his hips rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm that grew faster and more urgent with every passing second.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the space, punctuated by the occasional bleat of the goats, who had grown accustomed to their new, less obtrusive neighbors. The straw beneath them rustled with every thrust, the scent of sex and animal musk mingling in the air.

Konohamaru picked up his pace, his hips moving with a fervor he didn't know he had in him. He felt a primal urge to claim this broken, beautiful creature before him. Each time he hit that sweet spot inside Naruto, the blond would jolt and let out a strangled cry, his body quivering with pleasure that seemed to transcend the pain.

Naruto watched his untouched cock swung back and forth with every thrust, the clear fluid leaking from the tip painting a glistening arc in the air, only to be lost in the straw beneath them. It was a hypnotizing sight, a silent testament to his desperation. His balls were a dark, mottled black now, the rubber band cutting off any sensation, but his shaft remained rock-hard, pulsing with a need that seemed insatiable.

Konohamaru's eyes never left the sight of his cock disappearing into the tight heat of his friend's ass. He'd never felt so powerful before, so in control, and it was intoxicating. He leaned down, his hands gripping Naruto's hips tightly, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he drove deeper, harder.

But then, the black mottled skin of Naruto's scrotum caught his eye, and reality crashed down like a wave. He had seen that color before, on the goats they'd castrated earlier. The realization hit him like a sludge hammer—they might have left the band on for too long.

Panic set in, and his eyes shot to the nearest goat. The animal's black, dead testicles were a grim reminder of the consequences of their experimentation. Unconceivably, the thought that he'd been castrated like an animal acted like nitro, adding fuel to the fire that was his arousal.

With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundation of the barn, he felt his body convulse, his cock jerking and spurting without any contact. He came with such force, his semen arced through the air, painting the dusty ground with a series of thick ropes. It was a display that would've been comical had it not been for the stark reality that this could very well be the last time he'd ever experience an orgasm.

The realization didn't deter him, however. Instead, it fueled a dark thrill, a sense of perverse power as he watched his own life force spill out of him and into the earth. It was a primal, animalistic act, one that seemed almost fitting given their surroundings. His eyes never left the sight of his spent cock, now limp and dripping the last of might be his fertile seed.

Konohamaru stilled, his own climax crashing over him like a tidal wave. The feel of Naruto's ass clamping down on his cock was unexpected, the sensation so intense it almost hurt. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt the warm grip of the blond's body around him, milking every last drop from his balls. He'd never experienced anything quite like it, the power exchange so complete it was almost dizzying.

The silence that fell was deafening, only the distant sounds of the farm outside intruding on their private world. For several minutes, he stayed there, his cock still buried in Naruto's warmth, feeling the aftershocks of pleasure ripple through the older boy's body. The occasional twitch of his cock sent a fresh jolt of sensation through him, making him gasp. Eventually Konohamaru pulled out, his cock still twitching with the last vestiges of pleasure.

The sight of his own seed leaking from the blond's ass was surprisingly erotic, a testament to the carnality of the act they'd just performed. He watched as it slowly dripped down the Naruto’s taint, the stark white of his seed contrasting against the blond’s skin providing contrast. But it was the elastrator band that drew his gaze once more, the reality of their situation sinking in. The flesh below it had gone from a dark purple to a sickly black. The sight of the blackened, lifeless lumps between Naruto's legs was stark contrast against the paleness of his thighs in the dim light of the barn.

Konohamaru's heart raced as the haze of pleasure cleared, the reality of what they'd done came rushing back. With it was a strange mix of horror and fascination. He knew he had to remove it, to save what little of his friend's manhood remained, but the sight of him, so vulnerable and yet so utterly in his power, was a heady one.

"Naruto," he whispered, his voice hoarse with concern. "Are you okay?"

The blond's head lolled to the side, his eyes glazed over with a mix of pain and pleasure. "No," he managed, his voice barely above a whimper. "I think the band has been left on too long."

Konohamaru's stomach twisted into knots as he reached down to touch the elastrator band. It was cold to the touch, the rubber taut around the shriveled black flesh that used to be Naruto's balls. "Shit," he muttered, his heart racing. "We need to get you to a medic-nin."

Naruto pushed himself up onto his elbows, his cock still hard and glistening with pre-cum. "It's too late," he said again, his voice firm despite the pain etched on his face. "They're dead. But... it's okay."

Konohamaru stared at him, horrified. "What do you mean it's okay?"

Naruto's smile grew wider, his eyes alight with a strange kind of euphoria as he looked at him. "I mean, I think deep down some part of me wanted this. Wanted to let you take my manhood." He couldn't help but chuckle, the absurdity of the situation not lost on him. "You have," he added with a grin and chuckle that was both pained and filled with a strange sort of joy.

In a way the entire act that had transpired was almost poetic to Naruto. The stark contrast between Konohamaru and himself was undeniable. Konohamaru remained a fertile man capable of siring children with his seed dripping out of the blond’s ass. Naruto, his manhood stripped away by a simple rubber band and the last of his worthless seed staining the dusty ground.

Konohamaru felt a cold knot form in his stomach. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Naruto's smile grew, his voice filled with a serene acceptance that didn't quite match the agony in his eyes. "Think about it, 'Maru," he whispered, his voice strained but earnest. "I've always been the one with the power, the one in charge. And now... now I'm not."

Konohamaru felt his stomach drop. He had never thought about it that way—his friend's unyielding spirit, his unquenchable need to be the strongest, to be the one in control. The idea that this act of castration could somehow free Naruto from that burden was both terrifying and fascinating.

"Naruto," he whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of awe and fear. "You can't mean that."

But the blond nodded, his smile never wavering. "The happiest I've ever been is when I've ever been serving you. Sucking your cock and getting fucked in the ass. Now no one can object. I can openly be your eunuch sex slave!"

The words hung in the air, a dark confession that seemed to resonate with a deep, unspoken part of Konohamaru's soul. He couldn't help but feel a mix of pity and arousal as he looked at the other shinobi, now utterly dependent on him for both physical relief and emotional fulfillment. The power dynamics had shifted in a way he had never anticipated, and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.

"So what do we do now?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"We can keep fucking," Naruto trailed off in anticipation, his eyes never leaving the dead weight between his legs. "Or..."

Konohamaru stared at the elastrator band and the dead balls below, his mind racing. "Or what?" he whispered, the weight of their situation sinking in.

Naruto leaned back, his body still trembling slightly from the aftermath of their encounter. "Remember what the farmer was planning to have us do tomorrow?"

Konohamaru's brows furrowed in thought, trying to piece together what his friend was hinting at. "Not really," he admitted, his mind still reeling from the intensity of what had just happened.

Naruto leaned back on his elbows, the straw poking at his skin, his cock finally starting to wilt. "The goats. Think about it," he urged, his voice still thick with lust. "He was going to have us finish the job."

They were supposed to castrate the remaining goats the next day, using the same elastrator they had just used on each other.

Konohamaru's eyes shot wide open as he remembered the farmer's words from earlier. "In the morning we're supposed to cut off their dead sacks," he murmured. He should have been horrified. The thought of doing the same to his friend, to someone he cared about should have made bile rise in his throat. But the look in Naruto's eyes, the strange mix of pain and relief, was something he couldn't ignore.

The implication was clear, and it sent a shiver down his spine as his cock twitched in agreement with Nartuo's unspoken plan. "You mean..."

Naruto nodded, his eyes dark with a strange mix of pain and excitement. "Think about it," he urged, his voice low and seductive. "We're already in the barn, we’ve already used the elastrator, and we've got the skills to do it right now."

Konohamaru couldn't believe what Naruto was saying, telling him that he could cut off his balls right here and now. It didn't matter that they were already dead. But the blond's erect cock, despite the pain, was a testament to how much he truly craved this.

Naruto watched him, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and hope. "The choice is yours," he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "You can either cut them off or they can wither and die on the stock still attached to me." he took a breath, "But know that I want this. I want to be yours in every way. The choice is yours."

The silence grew tense as he contemplated the offer. The idea was so outlandish, so out of the realm of what he had ever considered, and yet, something within him stirred at the thought of holding such power over his friend. He saw Naruto's own cock harden at the prospect of him cutting off the older boy's balls, of finishing the job and turning the blond into his personal eunuch.

Konohamaru swallowed hard. "Alright," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the hammering of his own heart. "How do you want it done?"

Naruto's eyes never left his, the challenge clear. "The same way we were going to do the goats in the morning," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "On all fours from behind me." He paused, his smile widening slightly. "Maybe jack me off one last time before you do, after all, can't let this erection go to waste. It might be my last."

Konohamaru's heart raced as he took a deep breath, the weight of the moment heavy on his shoulders. He knew this was wrong, that he should be disgusted by the idea, but instead, he felt a strange thrill. He took the elastrator band in his hand, feeling the cold, lifeless flesh of Naruto's balls beneath it. "Big bro Naruto," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly. "You know you're crazy, right?"

"Na," Naruto just chuckled, the sound low and a little pained. "I'm just trying to make the most of an unfortunate situation.” His eyes still glazed with a mix of pain and arousal as he continued, Ya know, don't cry over spilt milk and all that." He trailed off for a few moments to gather his thoughts. "But seriously, 'Maru, it's okay. I want this. I want to be yours, to serve you in every way."

The idea was ludicrous, but the desire in Naruto's eyes was undeniable. It was a stark contrast to the horror that should have been there, and it was that very lack of horror that had Konohamaru's cock twitching with renewed interest. He took a deep, shaky breath, his hand reaching down to stroke the blond's shaft gently. "Alright, big bro," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll do it your way."

Naruto's eyes lit up with excitement, his pupils dilating as he quickly got back onto his hands and knees, presenting his ass to Konohamaru like a prize, a sacrifice on an altar of desire. He knew that this was the moment of truth, the point of no return, and yet the thought of it didn't scare him as much as it should have. Instead, he felt a strange thrill, a dark anticipation that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Konohamaru approached, his own cock still hard and dripping, his heart racing in his chest. He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him—his best friend, his mentor, now reduced to this state of submission. It was a heady feeling, one that he knew he would never forget, no matter how much he might want to.

‘No one should be showing this much enthusiasm at the prospect of having their balls cut off,’ Konohamaru thought as his hand hovered over the cold, dead weight of Naruto's balls. The thought of finishing the job, of making his friend a true eunuch, was both terrifying and exhilarating.

With a deep breath, Konohamaru felt his throat tighten as he kneeled beside Naruto, the weight of the decision heavy on his shoulders. The blond's eyes watched him with a mix of anticipation and pain, the elastrator band a stark reminder of what they'd done. He reached out tentatively, gripping the hot, pulsing erection in his hand, and began to stroke it. The feel of the hard flesh beneath his palm was surprisingly arousing, the blond's breath hitching with every movement of his hand.

His other hand reached around and grasp Naruto’s blackened sack, the coldness of the dead balls was a stark contrast to the warmth of the cock in his hand. He couldn't help but feel a sense of power as he rolled the lifeless orbs in his palm, his thumb brushing over the small constricting band as he weighed the dead orbs. It was the final result of the elastrator band doing its grizzly work, a macabre necklace, a literal line drawn in the sand denoting the separation of life and death.

With each slow stroke of his hand, he felt his own cock throb in anticipation. This was it, the culmination of a strange and twisted desire that had been brewing in both of them. And as he watched, the blond’s cock began to pulse in time with his movements, a silent testament to the depth of his submission.

But it was the feel of the dead weight in his other hand that was the most disturbing. He knew that with each stroke, he was bringing his friend closer to a climax that would leave him forever changed. And yet, he couldn’t deny the dark thrill of it all. It was a power he’d never felt before, a power that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Naruto moaned, his body tensing as the pleasure built. "Faster," he begged, his voice a ragged whisper. "I'm so close."

Konohamaru obeyed, his hand moving faster, his eyes locked on the sight of his friend's cock, swollen and red with need. It was a heady feeling, knowing that he had the power to give such intense pleasure to someone he cared about. And yet, the reality of the situation was never far from his mind—Naruto's balls were already dead, the elastrator band a stark reminder of the irreversible damage they'd done.

As he worked Naruto's shaft, he felt the blond's body tense, his muscles quivering with the effort of holding back his climax. The blond's breaths grew shorter, his moans louder, until finally, with a guttural roar that echoed through the barn, he came. The last of his seed shot out of him, painting the dusty ground with his release. It was a powerful moment, a declaration of his surrender to the situation, and to the intense connection they shared.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the air was electric with the unspoken understanding of what was to come next. With trembling hands, Konohamaru reached for the kuni, the sharp blade glinting in the dim light. His heart raced as he positioned himself behind his friend.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady his hand as he felt the cold, dead weight of Naruto's balls in his palm. His thumb and forefinger gently squeezed, feeling the elastrator band dig into the lifeless flesh. With a strange sense of detachment, he pulled the blackend sack away from the blond's body, exposing the taut band.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He knew that once he made this cut, there would be no going back. This was it. The moment of truth. His resolve firmed as Konohamaru positioned the blade of the kuni right at the base of the elastrator band. Then, with a swift, decisive movement, he brought the blade down and irrevocably severed the dead flesh from his friend's body. The sound of the blade slicing through the dead flesh was sickeningly wet, like a ripe fruit being split open.

Naruto's cry echoed through the barn, a raw sound of pain and release that seemed to resonate with every fiber of his being. His body jerked violently, but he remained on his knees, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the last of his manhood being taken from him. The sensation was unlike anything he'd ever experienced, a mix of pain and pleasure that seemed to short-circuit his brain.

Konohamaru stared at the limp flesh in his hand, the cold, lifeless weight a stark reminder of the irreversible act he had just committed. His mind reeled, trying to process the reality of what he had just done. He had castrated his friend, his mentor, and somehow, it had only brought them closer together.

Konohamaru nodded, understanding the unspoken request. His cock throbbed with a mix of arousal and horror. The simple act of tossing the dead weight into the bucket making his stomach turn even as it sent a new wave of arousal through his body. He couldn't explain the thrill, but he knew it was there, coiling in his gut like a snake waiting to strike.

With a grim determination, tossed the lifeless orbs inside the bucket . The wet splat was a stark, final sound that seemed to echo through the barn, a macabre symphony that marked the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. It was the sound of a life irrevocably altered, a symbol of their newfound power dynamics.

Konohamaru looked down at the bucket, the dead balls lying in a sad pile of waste and blood. He felt a strange mix of emotions—sorrow for what they had lost, but also a deep, dark thrill that seemed to resonate through his very core. The power of the moment was undeniable, the reality of what they had done settling over him like a warm blanket.

"What now?" he murmured, his eyes never leaving the grisly sight before him.

"What ever you want," Naruto replied, his voice filled with a strange calmness, "you do with me as you wish. I belong to you."

Konohamaru felt his throat tighten as the gravity of the words sank in. It dawned on him that, for Naruto, this wasn't just a twisted sexual experiment—it was a declaration of his willingness to submit fully.

'Mine!' He thought to himself, the possessiveness in the word sending a shiver down his spine. His eyes searched Naruto's face, looking for any sign of doubt or regret, but all he found was a serene acceptance that seemed almost inhuman.

Pure unadulterated lust flooded his veins as he leaned in, his teeth grazing the tender skin of Naruto's thigh. "Is this what you want?" he whispered, his voice thick with a mix of doubt and excitement. "To be nothing but a hole for me to fuck?"

"Yes," Naruto breathed, his voice a soft caress that seemed to wrap around Konohamaru's cock, stroking it to new heights of arousal. "I want to be yours."

With a growl, the younger boy thrust into the blond's tight ass, his cock sinking into the warm, welcoming heat without mercy. There was a wildness to his movements, a primal need to claim what was now rightfully his. Each thrust was punctuated by a slap of skin on skin, the sound echoing through the barn like a declaration of ownership.

"Then take me," He breathed out harsley. "Take my fuck right here and every night from now on until we grow old, or I tire of you."

"Yes!" Naruto moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he took the punishment. The pain from his balls was a distant memory, replaced by the intense pleasure of being used. His body was a canvas, painted with the strokes of lust and dominance that Konohamaru wielded like a master artist.

"Wake me up with a blowjob every morning and any other time I want one." Konohamaru exclaimed.

"Of course, Master," Naruto responded, his voice filled with an eagerness that sent a thrill through Konohamaru's body.

"What about your friends? Should I parade you around in front of Sakura and let her see what you've become?" Konohamaru needed to know what Naruto's boundaries were even if he wasn't sure he'd ever do it. "What about Kiba, you have a rivalry with him right? What about making you suck his cock?"

The thought of parading him around was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. "Do whatever you want with me," Naruto continued, his voice a mix of pain and pleasure as Konohamaru's cock slammed into him. "If it brings you joy, I'll do it. I'm yours to use and abuse."

Konohamaru's mind reeled at the thought that Naruto would let him do whatever he wanted. Parading his new eunuch around in front of their friends, forcing him to perform degrading acts for their amusement. It was a power trip like no other, and the very idea had his cock pulsing with excitement.

He could almost feel the heat of their friends' stares as they saw what he had made of the blond. The way their jaws would drop in shock and disgust, then reluctant arousal. The whispers that would follow them wherever they went. And yet, the thrill of it all was too much to resist.

With one final, brutal thrust, Konohamaru reached his peak, his body shaking as he emptied himself into the warm, tight channel of his mentor's ass. His orgasm was a symphony of sensation, the feel of Naruto's muscles clenching around him, the smell of sex and sweat in the air, the taste of the blond's skin still lingering on his lips.

As soon as the last spasm passed, he pulled out with a wet pop, leaving the blond's body to collapse onto the dirt-covered floor. The sight of the blond, used and abused, was almost too much to bear, but the power he felt was like a drug, pumping through his veins, demanding more.

"Clean me up," he ordered, his voice gruff with lust.

Naruto obeyed without hesitation, his eyes never leaving the younger boy's as he took the still-twitching cock into his mouth. The taste of his own ass was surprisingly bitter, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he sucked and licked with a fervor that spoke volumes of his submission. Each stroke of his tongue was a silent declaration of his love and devotion, a promise to serve and obey without question.

Once cleaned, they both stood, the reality of their situation setting in. With trembling hands, they helped each other get dressed, the simple act feeling more intimate than any kiss or caress they'd shared. The fabric of their clothes sticking to their damp skin was a stark reminder of the sweat and passion that had just transpired.

They moved quickly, needing to return to the farmer's house before anyone suspected anything. The darkness of the barn seemed to close in around them as they gathered their gear and made their way to the door. The silence was eerie, a stark contrast to the cacophony of sounds that had filled the space just moments before.

As they stepped into the night, the sudden sound of a voice cut through the air like a knife. "Did you too have a good time?"

Both boys froze in shock. To their left, the farmer who had contracted the mission appeared. He stopped right in front of them, his eyes gleaming with something that was both amusement and hunger. They hadn't noticed his approach, so engrossed in their twisted ritual.

"What are you talking about?" Naruto managed to get out, his voice hoarse from the pain and the pleasure.

The farmer's laugh echoed through the barn, the sound sending a chill down both of their spines. "You think you're the first to discover the joys of playing with an elastrator?" he said, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "You're not the first, and you won't be the last."

Naruto and Konohamaru exchanged a horrified glance, their hearts racing. "What do you mean?" Konohamaru demanded, his voice shaking.

The farmer's grin widened, a knowing glint in his eye. "You think I don't know what goes on in my own barn?" He chuckled, his words a mix of amusement and malice. "Every few years, some eager young bucks like you stumble in here, thinking they're so clever. They play with the elastrators, they get off on the power or pain, and before they know it, they're just like your friend here. By now I recon at least a half dozen has met their fates in there. Some by accident some by choice."

"You knew?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "You knew and you didn't stop us?" Konohamaru's mind raced as he tried to piece together the implications of the farmer's words. The thought that this was something that had happened before, that there were others who had succumbed to the dark allure of castration, was both horrifying and oddly comforting. It meant that he and Naruto weren't the first, that there was some kind of twisted tradition to what they'd done.

"Ya both be legally an adult so it be none of my business so long as no one dies and nothing is damaged." The farmer paused for a moment as he looked Naruto in the eyes. "I seen the signs before, and since blondie was here before I'd even hazard a guess that he'd planned this all out. The sex, the castration, hell even the slavery."

Konohamaru's head jerked to look at Naruto, his eyes searching for any sign of the truth in the blond's gaze. The idea that Naruto had planned this was too much to bear, but the look on his mentor's face was one of serenity, almost as if he had found peace in his new role.

"Would you have let me?" Naruto voice was barely a whisper.

Konohamaru felt his stomach drop, his mind reeling with the realization that this was what his friend had wanted all along. The elastrator, the castration, the slavery—it had all been a twisted but deliberate choice on Naruto's part. 'No... no he wouldn't have,' Konohamaru realized.

"I would have liked the company," the farmer said with a shrug, "But alas, I see now that you two have found each other. It's a rare thing, to find someone who truly understands you. Someone who can give you what you need, no matter how dark that need may be."

Konohamaru's possessiveness grew like a living thing inside him, threatening to burst forth and consume everything in its path. The very idea of someone else touching Naruto in that way, using him as he had just done, was enough to make his blood boil.

"You stay away from him," he snarled, stepping in front of the blond protectively.

The farmer's laugh grew louder, a deep, belly laugh that seemed to shake the very foundation of the barn. "Oh, don't worry, he's all yours," he said, holding up his hands in a mock surrender. "Now get to bed you two, you both still got a lot of work tomorrow and I won't give you any slack.”

Konohamaru stared him down for a moment longer before he nodded, he knew the farmer was right. They had a mission to complete, and no matter what they'd done in the barn, it couldn't change the fact that they had responsibilities to uphold. With a final glower, he turned and began walking back towards the farmhouse, his hand firmly on the small of Naruto's back.

The blond's gait was slightly unsteady, his legs still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm and the pain of his recent castration. The elastrator band was still in place, a constant reminder of his new reality.

"What do you want done with the leftovers?" The farmer's question hung in the air like a dark cloud, forcing them to confront the grisly aftermath of their actions. "I can save them in a jar for you, fry them up for ya to eat, or get rid of them. Your choice."

Konohamaru felt bile rise in his throat at the thought of consuming his friend's severed balls, but something about the farmer's casual tone made the idea seem almost... natural. After all, Farms were known for their efficiency and using even what others would discard as trash. But before he could decide, Naruto beat him to the punch.

Naruto looked back over his shoulder, his eyes meeting the farmer's. Despite the pain and humiliation, there was a strange serenity in his gaze. "Burn them," he said simply, his voice steady. "I want no part of them anymore."

The farmer nodded, a knowing look passing between them. "As you wish," he said, entering the barn to dispose of the blond boy's manhood...

~*~

The days that followed their fateful encounter in the barn became a blur of pleasure, each moment blending into the next as they explored the depths of their newfound relationship. The blond had taken to his new role with an enthusiasm that surprised even him, eager to serve and be used in every way possible.

Each dawn brought with it the sweet sound of Naruto's soft snores, only to be replaced by the sound of his eager mouth wrapped around his lover's cock. Every evening he’d be found with Konohamaru’s cock up his ass and everything in-between.

Neither of them knew what the future held, but they faced it together, bound by the twisted love that had grown from that fateful night in the barn.

The End
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