Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters therein- they all belong to Masashi Kishimoto. However, this story is entirely my own.
That mission was crazy! I enjoy guarding lords through their territories, but man I'm wiped out. Its good to finally be home. I managed to bring back a small pot of the Curry of Life just for Neji (thanks to my father's teleportation jutsu I've been working on, it's still fresh).
The byakugan user opened the door for me and welcomed me in but I declined, stating that I just wanted to drop something off and then relax. Instead of leaving, I cloaked my presence and jumped on the roof, peeking over the edge through the window and mentally howling with laughter as Neji's face turned red- he looks pissed!
On my way to the Subaku household to relax I hear Neji scream my name. Haha, if only it was slightly higher in pitch.. if only it was Sasuke screaming my name..
"Damn it!" I winced.
While distracted, my last jump evidently wasn't high enough as my knee caught the roof overhang of a food shop, sending me crashing to the ground on my ass.
My mood deflated, I walk the rest of the distance to Gaara's house. I crawl in through the window of his room and try to only use my good leg. By now he is used to this- the sneaking in when I'm bored or lonely.
Gaara lobs his shogi tile at me. "You're interrupting," he told me impassively.
Wondering why he decided to play a solo game meant for two, I voice my curiosity.
"Why are you playing alone?"
Apparently, Shikimaru and Temari are discussing marriage (not entirely a shock, they've been glued at the hip for years).
'Ah, so that's why he is playing alone. Gaara just needs something to do with his hands while his thoughts run rampant.'
"What is the appeal to keeping intimate company with others? How can you trust them to get so close to you? It certainly can't be worth it," the redhead shudders . "I hear Shikamaru and Temari sometimes. It sounds repulsive...But it isn't just those two. Sai and Ino are fuck buddies, as well as you, Kiba and Ino being involved on occasion. Tenten and Lee started dating this spring. What the hell is the point?" He quietly mused, staring off at nothing in particular.
Slightly baffled at the depth of his confusion regarding the interactions of lovers, I frown.
"Its because in this shitty world, we have to strive to find the good. We have to do our damnedest to keep our hearts alive. As ninja, we are trained to preserve our bodies, but as humans it is natural to reach out to other people to renew our spirits. Or at the very least, to blow off steam." I the corners of my lips tilted up a fraction at that last part, knowing just how true it could be.
"Show me."
He faces me dead on and I ponder for a moment whether he knows what he is getting into. Honestly though, I could stand to work out some tension and the experience might clear some things up for my friend. Who am I to deny his request? I didn't know he was gay, but hell, maybe he's like me and doesn't give a flying fuck about what gender someone is. Whatever works, ya know?
"Hold on," I hold my hand up as I head off, to which he quirks an eyebrow. I smirk a little. "This requires lube. Shikamaru said your sister likes anal.. meaning she likely has some," I toss the explanation over my shoulder on my way out and I am rewarded by the sound of gagging.
On my way back to Gaara's room I pass Kankuro in the hallway and he eyes me suspiciously. "What the hell are you two up to now?" I flashed him the best smile I could muster and winked at him. I don't really care how he interprets that.
Gaara is sitting on the edge of his bed with his legs crossed, looking bored when I return. He nods in response when I point to the dresser and immediately complies to both commands, "Take your shirt off and bite down on it."
I guide his hands and press one of mine between his shoulder blades to indicate he should support himself on the dresser. My hand briskly slides down his ivory back to tug at his baggy black jeans until they reach his feet. Uncapping the lube, I pour it over my fingers and moisten his crevice, stroking over the virgin pucker. I think about my first time and Sasuke, who I had been wishing would take me, instead of a meaningless romp with Kiba. I imagine his porcelain face flushed and glistening with sweat, his damp raven locks clinging to his scalp as he tries to push it out of his eyes and his wet lips hovering over my now fully erect cock- I inhale sharply as I thrust my middle finger into Gaara all the way down to the knuckle.
I can feel my friend's hips buck at the sudden intrusion and in apology I knead one cheek. A few seconds pass and I'm curling my finger and sliding it in and out gently. Gaara is pushing back on my hand as I take my time to add three more fingers and my restraint is almost gone. Precum is dripping from my dick and I want to be buried inside the searing hot cavity being offered to me. I don't really care that this is Gaara, though I want it to be good for him too. I just want to fuck and release this damn tension knotted in my shoulders and abdomen that never seem to ease.
I lube up my cock and in the same motion I remove my fingers and slide 6 inches inside Gaara. His shirt drops from his mouth and I watch as his head falls back, mouth forming an 'O'. Without missing a beat he pushes my last three inches inside him until he is pressed against my chest. His head lays on my collarbone, panting as he holds my gaze and waits to adjust.
When his ass stops clenching around my throbbing length I move him so he resumes the same position as before and I thrust the shirt back at his face. I don't want to hear Gaara moan, but I'll let him think I don't want anyone to catch us. My eyes are closed as I think about Sasuke and my hips swivel and thrust on their own accord. I pound into Gaara much too hard for a newly deflowered virgin to handle and the dresser crashes into the wall at a ridiculous pace, likely alerting the neighbors that one of the Sabaku siblings are getting lucky.
Holding Gaara's hips, my toes curl as I imagine Sasuke laying on my bed back at the apartment finger fucking himself for me. Mentally, I hear my name fall from his lips as he comes without me inside him. I don't know where his breathy high pitched moan came from but I swear it's tangible, ringing in my ears as if he were here watching.
Right at the moment my balls are tightening and my orgasm is within reach, Kankuro opens the door on us. He takes in the sight of my head thrown back and myeyes closed as I piston into his little brother who is drooling on his shirt; pale ass in the air for me while he steadies himself on his elbows.
"Gaara! What the hell are you guys doi-"
Turning his head to face his nii-san, Gaara wads up his shirt and throws it at the purple painted idiot. I chuckle, my eyes now open and meet the puppet master's gaze as I fuck the redhead with all I've got. He blushes and stomps off, slamming the door right as Gaara and I cum in unison. Gaara gave out an amusing whine.
"Look who has an exhibitionist kink too," I retort as I wipe myself off with his shirt and get dressed. He looks at me in disbelief before quietly laughing.
With a serious expression I told the disheveled jinchuuriki, "Good huh? I could set you up with Neji or Kiba if you want some more of that," and I sarcastically blew him a smooch.
"Get the hell out, idiot."
It was late when I leave Gaara's.
xXx
Walking back to my little apartment I took a detour and laid down on the side of the lake, distracted and thinking about Sasuke again. His driving force, for years has been revenge on his brother... but lately something has changed. Whereas he used to interact with Sakura, Kakashi and I with any attitude ranging from intense annoyance to an aloof demeanor, now he rarely ever acknowledges our presence. What bothers me the most is that he never talks about his revenge on Itachi anymore. He doesn't ignore us to be purposely spiteful.. but he isn't forthcoming in being our friend either. I wish I knew what was going on with him.
I really want to try and confront him about it, but it hurts to be ignored or brushed off and I'm not brave enough to purposely put myself in that position.
I blink my eyes rapidly as something crosses my vision and momentarily blocks out the last of the remaining sunlight.
It's just a messenger bird.
I remember the first time I noticed a messenger bird on its way to the Hokage Tower. That was the last year we held chunin exams, before old man Sarutobi and Orochimaru held a deadly duel, leading to both their demise. The message that bird had been carrying was the reason Sasuke and I were called to the tower and sent off on a D ranked mission.
I was so lucky back then and I didn't even know it.
After claiming to go take a bath that first night outside the village, I was spying on Sasuke from the trees when I caught him freeing a baby fox from a hunters trap. I watched as he looked around to make sure I was gone before petting it and cooing at the gorgeous animal.
'Man, that was a sight!' I chuckled at the recollection. Never in my life did I expect the stoic and arrogant Uchiha brat to have a sweet side.
I had it bad after that.
I hadn't even realized how enamored I was until I began to wake up from wet dreams of Sasuke. They had come as a shock, to put it mildly. I had no idea what was going on with me at the time (I really should have borrowed Kakashi's Icha Icha Paradise!).
I told Kiba about my new "problem" and swore him to secrecy. Being one of my best friends, he was cool about me being gay- which he decided I definitely was- and he told me about intimate things I would need to know if I ever (and this would be a miracle) got serious with Sasuke.
That's how I started my sex friends relationship with the mutt. He is actually great in the sack, and surprisingly competitive. He's a great distraction when my thoughts start to overwhelm me.
Awhile after that, one night we snuck off with some of Obaa-chan's sake and Ino found us wasted and partying by ourselves. Oh my god! I can't help but roar with laughter at the memory. We got Ino so drunk!
Kiba dared her to go skinny dipping with us by telling her that Sakura had done it before and wasn't afraid of a challenge. Ino stripped right then and there and never made it to the water. In the end, we sandwiched her between us.
She is still a little sore about the way we tricked her, but Ino now visits both of us from time to time to relieve some stress of her own.
While it isn't a secret that I fuck around with Kiba and Ino in my spare time, my infatuation with Sasuke is.. and I plan to keep it a secret for a little longer.
Lost in my thoughts about what a mess I was, it never crossed my mind about what Kankuro would do after finding me and Gaara.
It definitely didn't occur to me that since I know Gaara better than his siblings, that they might think he would only let someone close to him if he was in love. The truth is, he viewed his siblings as assholes for not protecting him from paternal abuse growing up. It had nothing to do with not wanting to let anyone close to him.
Gaara just doesn't have many people approach him, so I suppose nobody but me is able to tell the difference.
If I had known that letting Kankuro watch me fuck his little brother would cause me problems down the road, I probably would've locked the door... even if being observed sent me into a blissful orgasm.
To be continued... xxx