Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and Naruto Shippuden's characters as they are rightfully owned by Masashi Kishimoto and Shonen Jump! I do, however, borrow them for this smut and story. My goal is that this story is as immersive to the characters as it is for the viewer.
Please rate and comment! It helps me engage and publish more, this is my first story and I ask that you be gentle. As I am not a literary expert, I do hope to improve :). Thank you so much for reading and stopping by!
Warning! Viewer discretion is advised, please note unless stated otherwise, this story contains the adult themes of sexuality, discussion of the sex industry (pornography, scenes, and porn actors), themes of mental illness, explicit dialogue (very explicit profanity and sexually-natured words) and heavy adult situations (mostly sexual). All situations are consensual unless stated otherwise (which will contain another warning).
I do not condone the glorification of the sex industry or its individuals. They're human just like us, I wish to keep an open and objective stance.
If you are uncomfortable with the situations above, I ask that you refrain from reading more.
"Oh, yes!" screamed a woman writhing in pleasure in the middle of the room sitting on top of a snow white couch. The couple spent themselves within a medium sized condominium, with several large glass windows overseeing the lush green hills and mountains. The creme colored walls homed minimalistic white and grey furniture and splashes of lilac paintings and pottery.
The women's hair splayed upon the couch while laying on her stomach and ass up connected to her lover. Her face covered by her platinum blonde hair, her pleasure etched face held a light pink flush as rested on her cheek. Her partner's dark brown hair, slicked to his forehead with sweat, pounds into her womanhood with equal fervor. His eyes gaze upon the female while grunting into each thrust and with charcoal eyes focusing on the female. His lean, 5'11 chiseled body thrusts into her at an agonizingly moderate pace for her liking.
"Harder, please! Harder!" she shouted in urgency in sync of his thrusts. She tilts her head to the left of her, gazing into the camera with a feverish flush. "Come on, Sukea! Come on!" she relentlessly leans towards him, hips pressing towards his groin. Her cerulean eyes lock with his charcoal ones, cementing her haste to completion. Sukea chuckled at the poor women, cute.
A small smirk fell upon the man's lips upon the site. In return, he goes faster within the women's womanhood. Her slickness tightening in response to the new pace, their bodies pounding each other at a feverish rhythm. Both adults feel their climax approaching, his female partner heightens her breath while she tightens around his pulsing cock.
"I-I'm cumming! Ngh-" she proclaims loudly.
The cameraman shifts the camera from their bodies to her face as she orgasms, focusing upon her hazy eyes and climax. Sukea feels her womanhood convulse on his penis, he slowly withdraws from her leaving behind his large load of cum within her.
The cameraman behind the camera, shifts the gaze towards her filled tunnel, drooling with his cum once he abandoned her warmth for a minute.
"Cut!" The director promptly screams as the scene ends.
"Excellent job, Mitsuki and Sukea! That's a wrap for today!" the small rotund balding man in the directors' seat shouted as the scene came to a climax.
"Saki, where's my water?" he asked towards the assistant next to him.
Sukea was blinded by the studio lights as the director stated the scene had come to a close.
"Hey, Mitsuki, you're alright?" Sukea said as he offered his hand to the actress post-climax.
She readjusted herself promptly as the director closed the scene, "I'm alright, are you?"
Sukea hummed in response. Then, the crew rushed to their respective tasks post-scene. Mitsuki rose, short in stature, made a beeline to the bathroom. Sukea, on the other hand, sat on the large white couch.
"Ey! Yo! My man!" a tall lanky brunette with forest green boxers caught Sukea's attention as he arrived on set.
"Genma?" Sukea responded as Genma approached him.
"I just finished a triple penetration scene with Yamagishi Aisa. Man, that was some experience. My lower lumbar might be blown out! Have you seen the breasts of Aisa, holy fuck man!" Genma proclaimed to Sukea. She does have pretty nice breasts, natural 38 C cup. Sukea hummed in appreciation to Genma's comments.
Compared to Sukea, Genma was perfect for this industry. He thrived within the adult industry. Genma Shiranui, Daddy of PIV (Penis in Vagina) sex scenes. Genma rivaled most male actors in popularity with his size and how versatile he is in any scene (whether it be orgies, PIV scenes actresses, the list can go on). Genma, a mechanic by trade and porn actor by night became popular due to his timeless Shiranui Slam (a technique he personally patented) in his scenes. Genma stood 5'9 and 156 lbs, with a girthy cock of 9 and a ¾ inch penis (which by porn standard is well endowed). He attracted women as a result of his 'rugged manliness', per Genma. Starting out as an auto mechanic by age 20, he valued sexuality. Often called the Manwhore of Konoha by his peers. Thus, Genma was the handsome man with a chiseled face and nice teeth that could easily be identified as a pornstar if asked.
Aside from collecting a vast collection of cars (to work on and drive), the porn industry welcomed him with open arms. Women (and men) love him, Genma naturally thrived within the porn industry because most men relate to him. He is a highly sought out man doing 10-30 scenes per day, each scene with maximum effort and passion. His medium golden brown short hair, onyx eyes, and olive tanned skin was a genetic lottery in the making.
Genma took excellent care of himself, exercising like an Olympian 2-3 times per week, conditioning his slender yet sculpted body to become more appealing in scenes and at events to show off at. Genma, was indeed, the perfect manwhore for porn as women (and the very rare man) threw themselves at him and he partook with no attachment or concern.
However, Sukea wasn't new to the industry either, being a former doctor (Orthopedic surgeon by trade). Sukea was the disguise from reality, Kakashi who he always will be outside of the porn industry. Normal, fiscally-conservative Kakashi, he murmured bitterly within his thoughts.
Sukea provided a nice outlet outside his mask, from his normal and mundane routine before he retired as an orthopedic surgeon at Konoha Presbyterian.
Genma introduced this as a profession, he begrudgingly accepted Genmas attempt to coerce him (numerous attempts and downright illegal behavior) after his tour in the war and post-residency. Sukea was brought out of his thoughts when Genma waved his hand in front of his pensive face.
"Come on, you gotta agree!" Genma was only two inches away from Sukea's face. At this moment, he was thankful that the director interrupted Genma's ramblings.
"I ain't paying you two fags for a gay scene just yet, ain't I! Scram you two!" The Director shouted from his seat.
Genma grimaced at the director and rolled his eyes in response. Eventually, Sukea made his way to the men's dressing room where his duffle bag laid to get dressed and end the night. Genma followed in suit.
"Fuck man, my back's killin' me~!" Genma complained. Sukea hummed in agreeance.
Two minutes later, there was a prompt knock outside of the large dressing room, two brief short knocks. "May I come in?" a feminine voice asked.
"Yes," both said in unison.
Sukea fully dressed in a tight midnight blue turtleneck and black slim jeans with leather boots with a metal buckle on the side, all contouring his body leaving some to the imagination. Genma, on the other hand, decided to wear a Henley - Y Neck style navy blue shirt and navy blue relaxed fit pant with white socks and dark brown sneakers providing him with a slender sensual appearance.
A woman wearing a lilac unsleeved blouse, tight black pants, and two-inch kitten heels walked into the dressing room.
"Oh, hello beautiful!", commented Genma.
The women's freckled pale face blushed in response to his comment, "It's nice to see you as well, Mr. Shiranui and Mr. Sukea," she continued as she smiled, "I wanted to tell you that your payment was automatically deposited into your respective bank accounts and it should've fully gone through as well."
Her kinky curly honey-blonde hair bounced as she resumed her conversation, "Aside from my director being a hardass, he wanted me to express his appreciation both of your acting capabilities in your respective scenes and that he'll contact your agents to schedule more as the day go on... Until then, stay safe and I hope to see you both again under Takanawa Videos, Inc." Ending her sentence as she headed for the door with a final glace before leaving.
"Ne, Sukea… Want a smoke?" Genma turned toward him, offering a cigarette.
Sukea of course denied, no point. "No thank you."
"Come on, Doc." Genma pressed gently.
"No, thanks Genma. Please refrain from addressing me like that again," Sukea gently stated..
Genma faltered from the statement, "Fine, fine. Drive safe on the interstate, that's all I'm staying. You daredevil." As he recovered from the obvious comment, leaving him to his own devices.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Sukea clicked the power button to the left side of his large smartphone, 9:45 p.m. lit up on the smart phone's touchscreen with white digitalized numbers as she attached his wireless Bluetooth Earphones in his ears. After viewing the time, Sukea revved up his navy blue Triumph Scrambler with the company's parking lot. Sukea prepared himself for the ride ahead, fixating his black helmet upon his head and his protective vest colored grey decorated with the symbol of his clan in the back with silver hardware.
Settling his posture for the ride ahead, he opened the choke lever (to cold start the bike). For Sukea, time wasn't of the essence as the gig was done and his philosophy was to take things slow. After a period of five minutes, he turned the ignition to "on" to start the engine of his bike. After a brief warmup, his large hands squeezed and held the clutch levers down. The blissful, rumbling roar of the motorcycle amused him. Sukea exited the parking lot promptly at 9:50 p.m with the relief of the day ending well calming his nerves.
In the background he overheard Genma's midnight blue four-door 1967 Chevy Camero's honk before he left, Genma waved at Sukea before leaving. Sukea waved back, before exiting the lone parking lot on Morning Wood Avenue within the Red Light District of Konoha.
At 10:15 p.m., during his ride, he stopped at a lonely intersection. As the Scrambler came to a halt at the intersection's stoplight on red, he took a large glance all over the deserted intersection to ensure no onlookers viewed him. Resting his foot on the smooth road, balancing himself and his bike he gently took off his protective helmet. Then, he then removed his brown wig and removed the purple markers on his face, stuffing them into his pouch on the side of his body.
To the naked world in front of him, he revealed his silky spikey silver locks from the confines of his restrictive wig as well as his flawless chiseled face. He ran a large calloused hand through his hair, calming his nerves. As time past, the feeling of eagerness passed. Hurry the hell up.
He returned his safety helmet on top of his unruly hair, promptly returning both of his hands on the clutch levers ushering the motorcycle forward as the intersection light finally turned green.
At 10:30 p.m. he entered K-195, Konoha's highway into the city. Around this time, Kakashi found himself lone on the road listening to his blue tooth earphones to distract himself from the undulating highway's sounds.
Now Playing: Kanye West - Black Skinhead
… Four in the morning and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 bitches, where's the Trojans?
Baby we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
Kakashi zoomed through the wide-open winding highway, eyes focused on the road before him. The forestry being ignored as the man focuses on the winding highway. Winds thrashing and whipping against his helmet and clothes. The gale of the wind flowing over the exposed skin of his body and buffeting the forestry around in the countryside. During the ride, his adrenaline pumped through his veins in excitement, the thrill pushing euphoria and dopamine to his brain. Kakashi smirks through his mask, sharp canines were pompously carefree in delight.
Home in no time, Kakashi pompously confided.
Kakashi headed towards a steep winding curve, adrenaline-fueled brain overwhelming his care to look at the signs.
… Four in the morning and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 bitches, where's the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it...
At 11:15 p.m. Kakashi notices something coming out the bushes, going approximately 85 miles per hour on the highway (the posted sign states that the recommended mileage is 65 mph). A large buck comes out of the bushes, running aimlessly into the road before him. Kakashi tries to slow down but is helpless on the winding road. Fuck deer! He's promptly thrown off the cycle to the side, the cycle moves without him falling over 20 feet away from his body. The sound of screeching and a crash override his senses.
So follow me up cause this shit's about to go (down)
I'm doing 500, I'm outta control (now)
But there's nowhere to go (now)
And there's no way to slow (down)
If I knew what I knew in the past
I would've been blacked out on your ass
Kakashi's body tumbled downward of the small hill, song blearing though his ears he tumbled. His arms and legs becoming puppets to physics at the given moment. Kakashi is left below in the hillside, eyes becoming blurry and hazy feeling the intense searing pain of the scrapes and snaps of bone.
However long he laid there, as his vision got progressively more blurry the sound of a man erupted. In less than ten minutes, the sound of an EMS siren blared and flashing red and blue lights he could see before an inevitable blackout.
God, God, God, God!
God, God, God, God!
The world turned black after that, Kakashi's senses came to a halt. If there is a god, let it be an easy and quick death. You owe me one after everything I've been through at least, was Kakashi's last thought.
A/C (Author's Corner):
Why hello there, did you enjoy the story dear? I'm El Gato la Negra and I welcome your journey into my story and I hope you stay. I intend for this story to be KakaSaku centric, Genma will be playing a large role within this story (if you're a fan of him feel free to join me).
Also, I would advise you to play the song as you read for a more immersive experience…I want to add that Kakashi (Sukea) and Genma, are porn actors. Sukea is his stage name and disguise, for Kakashi.
I tend to plan chapters ahead of time, I'm very open about headcanons and ideas to add to my story. The more feedback I get, the more I publish ;)
Kakashi: 42
Genma: 43