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Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura had gotten used to each other’s presence, despite the fact that they pretty much despised each other (with the exception of Sakura’s inner affection toward Sasuke). What was once forced cooperation, from the guidance of their sensei Kakashi, had become tolerance for each other. Nevertheless, tensions remained between the members of Team 7.
It was a balmy summer day – the kind of day where the pressure from the heat combined with the stickiness of the humidity and made any kind of long-term training impossible. For Naruto, however, it seemed like his lucky day: there was no training to be done. Kakashi simply hadn’t shown up. The Team was sitting, obediently, in the middle of the Leaf Village as they had done every morning for the past few months. They had been sitting there patiently since mid-morning.
By Noon, the Team silently acknowledged between each other that Kakashi was not going to show up today. Naruto, being his usual self, decided to break the silence first. “Forget this, I’m going to get some lunch. Whoever wants ramen, just follow me.” Naruto then looked dead-on into Sasuke’s eyes and, with a sudden change of tone, angrily exclaimed, “Or don’t.” He shrugged, slammed his hands into his pockets, and walked off.
Sasuke turned toward Sakura, and with a low, muttering tone, said “I can’t believe Naruto would just walk off like that.” Sakura quickly responded: “Are you out of your mind, Sasuke?” She then went from a near-whisper to a loud, sarcastic voice: “Yeah, Kakashi-sensei’s just bound to arrive at any moment!”
Must be that time of the month for Sakura, Sasuke thought.
To Sasuke’s surprise, Sakura went right back from being mean to nice, just as quickly as she had changed her mode before. “I’m sorry,” Sakura said, ending her apology with a cute giggle. “Hey, now that Naruto’s gone, we can have some time to ourselves, right?”
Sakura placed her hands between her legs, tucking her pink-red skirt between her tight-fitting purple undergarments. “So, you wanna get some lunch? We can find a nice, quiet place, alone…” She made sure to stress the word alone, as she inched closer and closer to Sasuke. She got close enough to Sasuke’s body to be able to whisper flirtatiously in his ear. “I’ll make sure you have a good time. I promise.” She ended her sentence with another cute giggle.
That got Sasuke to break his three-hour silence. He shifted his position slightly to cover up an ever-increasing bulge in his pants. “Sure,” Sasuke responded. “Will you excuse me? I’ve got to take care of something.”
I can’t believe it… Sasuke’s finally going to make me his!, Sakura thought anxiously. She would finally be able to share her physical love and affection with Sasuke – something she had been vying for since first meeting him.
...
Back at the nearby ramen stand, Naruto was happily slurping away. Sasuke approached the stand, pointed to Naruto, and told the vendor “I’ll have what he’s having.” Sasuke then took a seat to the direct left of Naruto and waited patiently for his bowl of ramen to be ready.
“You know, Naruto…” Sasuke said, continuing to face directly forward rather than address his rival face-to-face. “Sakura is in a very nice mood today. And I mean very nice, if you know what I mean.”
“What, she’s horny?” Naruto snapped back. He then went right back to the noodles. He quickly added, “Yeah, she gets like that when she’s around you. What, you just noticed?”
“Yes, she’s ‘horny’, if you want to put it that crudely. But I was wondering if you were interested in her at all.”
“What do you mean? Is this a trick or something?” Sasuke’s recent interrogation had managed to get Naruto to put down his ramen bowl – an incredible feat in itself.
“Look, Naruto. I know how you feel. I’m… not really interested in girls.” Sasuke sighed and continued his blunt confession. “If you want her, you can have her. In fact, I think Sakura would love it if you went ahead and used your jutsu to look and sound just like me.”
Naruto kept that tidbit in mind, but was far more interested in Sasuke’s “not-into-girls” statement. Naruto responded with a simple “What do I need to do? What’s in it for you?”
“Follow me after we finish our ramen, okay?” Sasuke then turned to the vendor. “Excuse me, where’s the bathroom?”
...
“Building behind me. Third floor. Take a left. Last door at the end of the hall.”
The bathroom nearest to the ramen stand, according to the vendor, was on the top floor of a three-story apartment complex. The exterior of the building looked as if it had withstood a two-century-old battle while refusing to join the twenty-first century in terms of appearances. The smell of rotting wood permeated throughout the “lobby”, though it was nothing more than a few dozen or so metal mailboxes nailed to a pile of scrap lumber on the floor. There wouldn’t have been any signs of residential occupation if it weren’t for the extreme contrast of newly-arrived letters and rain-socked newspapers strewn on the floor.
A steep, narrow staircase led Sasuke and Naruto upstairs. After walking up two rickety flights of stairs, they could see why the second floor would have any facilities: it was in the middle of being renovated, though it could easily be confused for some abandoned natural disaster recovery program. Neither Sasuke nor Naruto could believe that anyone would live in such a building.
Upon reaching the third floor, their attitude toward the building and its tenants changed. Sasuke first noticed the pleasant smell of green tea brewing; its aroma still couldn’t hide the stench of old wood. Naruto put on his typical, Sasuke-addressing attitude and brashly exclaimed, “So, where’s the toilet? That ramen’s going to start kicking in any minute now. There had better be toilet paper in there!”
“Shut up, Naruto,” Sasuke promptly countered. “And don’t push. We’ll be there soon.” Naruto pointed to the door at the end of the hall. “There. I’m going first!”
Naruto ran toward the end of the hall, flung the bathroom door open, and quickly covered his nose and mouth up in cautious disgust. Sasuke followed right behind him, being far calmer. “See,” Sasuke responded. “No stench. Just some elders living in some old rooms…”
Naruto cut off Sasuke mid-sentence as he stared into the room. “What, they don’t bathe?”
They both noticed how the bathroom featured nothing but a toilet with a few rolls of toilet paper stacked right behind the bowl. The room was not much larger than a coat closet – the distance between the edge of the toilet rim and the door was only about a half-meter. Considering the age of the building, the concept of a flushing toilet was high-tech; the bathroom was probably retrofitted into the complex as if it were a last-minute idea.
Sasuke put his finger up to Naruto’s mouth with the typical “hush” gesture. No sounds were to be heard. “Good. We’re alone.” Sasuke proceeded to pull his pants down to his ankles, and then removed them outright. He then peeled off his sweat-soaked shirt and threw it on top of the stack of toilet paper rolls. Sasuke stood facing away from the toilet, about to sit down, when he blurted out a “Hot today, isn’t it,” as if to explain why he had stripped in front of his rival.
Naruto noticed that Sasuke was aroused – the size of his member, about 22 centimeters according to Naruto’s estimates, had caused Sasuke’s boxer shorts to stretch to their limit. Naruto responded to Sasuke’s position: “What the hell is this all about?” What do you want?” Sasuke proceeded to remove his underpants and threw them off his ankles with a quick flip of his feet. Amazingly, he was able to do that while proceeding to sit down on the toilet.
“You want to be with Sakura, right? You want to be intimate with her? Well, if you do…” Sasuke reached back to grab something out of his pants: it was a shuriken, inscribed with the Uchiha clan’s insignia. With a deep, relaxed voice, Sasuke whispered into Naruto’s ear. “Suck it.”
Naruto gulped in fear. Was Sasuke threatening to kill him? His fears became more of a reality when Sasuke pressed the shuriken onto his neck. “Well?” Sasuke whispered again. Quickly thinking of any possible retaliation, Naruto quickly realized that anything is better than having his throat slit by someone – especially by Sasuke. He sighed, bent down, closed the bathroom door, and placed his lips on the head of Sasuke’s cock.
I can’t believe I’m doing this. Naruto kept his thoughts to himself, though he would let out a short moan between each of his mouth’s up-and-down motions. After about a minute of experimentation, Naruto loosened up his attitude and grabbed the bottom portion of Sasuke’s member with his left hand; this allowed Naruto to pump his left hand up and down while he moved his mouth in the same general direction.
“Naruto, you’re so good!” Sasuke let out a sudden complement, being more of an involuntary response rather than a compliment. Both Naruto and Sasuke were sharing a mutual erotic mood. Sasuke put his hand on Naruto’s head, supposedly to further show his pleasure.
“Hhhmmmm…uhh…” Sasuke made a noise, as if he was trying to release something from his body. Naruto, thinking Sasuke was about to come, moved his mouth all the way up to the tip of Sasuke’s mound of flesh and began licking it vigorously. Naruto continued licking for a few seconds until he noticed a crackling sound echoing in the toilet bowl. Sasuke was releasing something, alright, but it wasn’t coming from that end of his body.
The crackling sound became deeper and deeper in pitch, until it was followed by a “plop” noise. The arrant smell of feces later reached Naruto’s nose. He’s taking a shit while I’m sucking him off? Naruto thought.
Another crackle, another plop. The pattern repeated two times more, with Sasuke releasing loud, erratic drum-like noises of flatulence after each log. Naruto almost choked from the heavy stench. He almost wanted Sasuke to come, just so the whole ordeal would be over. Naruto bobbed his head slightly faster and sped up the jerking motion of his left hand, hoping it would stimulate Sasuke to a final climax.
Sasuke let out a loud sigh of relief, immediately after pushing his hand down onto Naruto’s head. It became clear to Naruto that Sasuke intended him to be put into a state of humiliation. Unfortunately for Naruto, the torment was not yet over. A quick spurt of warm, acidic liquid into Naruto’s mouth seemed to mark the end. The liquid being released, however, continued for far longer than Naruto thought anyone could come.
Now Sasuke’s pissing in my mouth? Naruto thought. Between the taste of urine and the smell of human gas and the mess in the toilet bowl, the smell was far from pleasant. Naruto gagged, gagged again, and finally belched, releasing a pile of digested ramen onto Sasuke’s lap and into the toilet.
Unable to lie on the floor, Naruto threw his head onto Sasuke’s lap, all the while gripping onto his waist. Naruto lay on Sasuke’s vomit-covered lap, coughing while trying to ignore the fact that he was covered in every possible kind of human waste.
“I’m gonna come!” Sasuke exclaimed. He grabbed Naruto’s head, and during one of his coughs, shoved his member into Naruto’s mouth and shot his load. Naruto moaned in protest, flailing his hands in the air during the entire event.
...
An awkward few seconds later, Naruto crawled off of Sasuke’s legs. Naruto took his stained mouth and, with a sign of affection, shoved his tongue into Sasuke’s mouth. A second later, he released Sasuke’s lips and hugged him out of sheer exhaustion.
“Well, Sakura’s yours.”
Naruto responded with a caring tone. “I don’t want her anymore.” He took Sasuke’s hand and placed it on his lap. “I want you now,” he whispered. Naruto proceeded to remove his clothes: first, his coat and shirt; followed by his pants and underwear. Naruto threw them to the opposite side of the bathroom, as if one of them would confuse their styles.
Sasuke gave Naruto a similar-sounding whisper in his ear. “I want you too. I want you inside me.”
Naruto was beyond acting confused and quickly began to comply. He moved Sasuke’s body downward and propped his rear end up so that Naruto could easily enter him. Sasuke’s anus, still stained from recent activity, threw the pungent smell of excrement back into his face. But in their sheer passion, Naruto didn’t care. He pushed his erect cock against Sasuke’s rear end and, using the feces as a lubricant, pushed inward.
“Uhh…mmm…hhhh!” Sasuke’s voice suddenly increased an octave, possibly from pain, possibly from pleasure. No matter what it was, however, it quickly melted into quick grunting from both Naruto and Sasuke. In between each in-out motion of Naruto’s member, Sasuke released a groan from his mouth and an involuntary fart from his butt.
“Sasuke…you’re so…tight!” Naruto whispered, making sure to not interrupt his rhythm. The pushing continued for what seemed like hours. It didn’t matter to them, however; they were amiss in a sea of forbidden love. Their bodies were intertwined, sharing both flesh from between their legs and fluids from their sweat and saliva.
Naruto suddenly felt a tingling sensation zing from his waist throughout his body. He had felt the pleasure of orgasm many times before during lonely nights of pleasuring himself, but the feeling was far more intense now. Barely able to keep his stance, Naruto released his semen into Sasuke, collapsing onto Sasuke’s shoulder soon after.
...
Naruto and Sasuke scampered outside of the apartment building. Completely nude and far from being clean, they both were in dire need of a bathing. They compromised by using a leaky garden hose found in the alley. They weren’t sanitary, but they could now certainly pass for being clean. Now it was time to find Sakura.
They darted behind each possible obstacle imaginable, trying to get to Sakura. Rocks, trees, statues – anything was fair game. Sakura was still sitting, waiting for Sasuke just as patient as ever.
Naruto and Sasuke finally got behind Sakura, trying to cover their naughty bits with their own hands. They approached Sakura’s ears – Sasuke to the left, Naruto to the right – and whispered into her ears. Simultaneously, they asked her: “You have any spare clothes?”
Sakura’s reflexes told her to dart back and look behind her. She was hit with the image of her two male teammates – completely nude and only shielded by their headbands and their hands cleverly placed in front of their private area.
“I might be desperate, Sasuke,” Sakura said bluntly. “But I’m not into the whole ménage à trois thing. If you two are looking for a good time, keep looking.”
As if that disappointed them.
You could've said it included yaoi from the start. > >; Then I wouldn't have read all of that other stuff.
But it was well written, I'll give it that.
>>2
Yeah, I should've warned you.
If you or anyone else has any ideas for any stories, just let me know.
I liked it, save the scat. Bleck... Next time, warn about that too.
It was okay, scat's just not really my thing. I'm quite disappointed in the lack of guro Naruto fanfics and fanarts, especially with as popular as it is.
>>6
I agree... but what possible subject could I come up with? I realize that Naruto is hugely popular and that there are almost no fanfics (let alone guro ones) on the Internet. I'm in dire need of some ideas.
For the fans expecting another story out there:
A list of preferred characters would also be great. It would be even better if you would post this under a "challenge" at the site http://nyou.qoozz.com so it stands out.
>>7 No scat, please. I beg of you.
Yoai I dont mind, but scat..... iiiick
Well, it can be yaoi, yuri, straight, or even a variant of bisexual fun. Naruto’s universe is full of so many possible pairings, dominant and submissive characters and plenty of weapons that could easily be used for a guro fic.
Do what you want!
What, and guys don’t look for their favorite anime girls doing each other?
>>11
Personally I prefer original content; especially in written form. Though, I must admit I have written yaoi fanfics; but those I keep to myself to protect what personal standards I have left.
I prefer original content too, but it’s still fun to see your favorite characters in a refreshing situation, even if it is in written format.
