After a period no one minded, I'm fucking back.

Aren't you all fucking rejoicing in the glory of this moment?

I'm not.

Whatever. Weird shit this is, it's just fucking weird. That's the warning for you. If you don't like bxb sex than what the fuck are you doing in this site?

Disclaimer- I'm waaaay too awesome—and busy—to own this shit.

Enjoy if you're weird.

This wasn't what he expected it to be. He expected something sadistically romantic, or poetic in some sappy kind of way. He expected it to be delightfully painful and not just—well, painful. Having a dick shoved up your ass can sound so fucking awesome when it's like:

"He put the tip of his engorged member at his partner's entrance and nudged gently." Yeah, like all those fucking gay-lover novels he shoved his nose into like a nerd.

And he was not a nerd. Period.

I just didn't make sense, you know? Perfect contrast? Some shit like that.

Anyways.

It was disturbing how he managed to block himself completely out of the emotional experience. Like, he was there, but he really wasn't. He was staring at the ceiling like it was a real-fucking-interest in his current fucked state.

Yeah. Literally.

The guy's dick was like a fucking furnace, and not in a good way. It was mixing with the blood that was filling his fucking ass-hole and it burned and stung like a bitch with a vengeance. The dude wasn't all that articulate too, though he couldn't really be blamed. He was moaning very passionate versions of his name, but instead of feeling turned on he felt kind of awkward. He was dryly commanding the douche to go faster, to get it over with, but this shit wanted to take it slow. "Revel in you while I have you."

Whatever.

In, out, in, out, moan, in, grunt, out, hiss. God, he was so loud. He was so glad he was so drunk he forgot how to think so he probably wouldn't remember this experience.

He wasn't even gay. He wasn't like experimenting or something, he was offered in a bar by this handsome dude to fuck, so like, 'what the hell?' You only get to live once, right? Well, except those people who didn't do what they were destined to do, then they come back in another body. Which totally sucks, right?

Imagine you're this totally bangable chick with hot little jugs and a wriggling bubble ass and guys have to jack-off their ding-dongs just upon eye-contact. Then you die. Then you're born and you look like a mother-fucking monkey.

Oh, wait. Father-fucking. He learned it from Chris Crocker.

Ugh, you know he has a video that he makes out with his brother? Incestnausea! Whatever, it was like, so fucked up.

So it sucks. Being born as a monkey.

Then this guy was kissing him, and his drool made him all woozy and his insides squelched in faint disgust. Sasuke. That's the dude's name. He's Asian, though he ain't all that yellow-y. God, he's such a fucking stereotype. He should be fucking hanged, such a waste of human life. A monkey would be so much better.

Sasuke's like, cute. Yeah, in a girly way cute. He's blushing so deep it looks…like…something red, seriously. His eyes are shining with some sort of earthy feeling he couldn't feel now.

Because just when ass-fucked, Naruto Uzumaki decides to go all spiritual.

Over all- Sasuke is hot. He is. He moves like a Ferrari and has a sexy voice to accompany that. Girls were all clingy to his arms when he saw him. He has cool eyes. Too cool, like frosty and chilly and cold. Sad, and miserable.

He was giving him a pity-fuck.

He was doing him a charity.

He was bad-ass.

But this guy's like, kinda weird. He shoves in his dick deeper, like it wasn't deep enough, and Naruto is about to puke at how warm and tingly he feels, all over.

It's kind of a shock when he comes because it catches him completely off-guard.

And he didn't scream.

The guy pinched his ass. Yeah. Denial is awesome. 'Hi, I'm Naruto and I'm denialohilic.'

Sasuke looks at him when he comes, and Naruto is totally shocked when he smiled and touched his cheeks. He was mildly disgusted but still excited, and a little curious. Sasuke's smile fades quickly when Naruto does not return the gesture, simply staring off and looking completely out-of-it. Out of something. Like out of his body.

"Are you alright," Sasuke asks.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine."

Sasuke smiles again, and this time Naruto frowns. "What the hell is with you," he screams. Sasuke is not shocked.

Nothing.

Naruto was getting pissed, though it was weird that he cared.

"Pity-fuck, remember?"

The guy cringes.

"I guess I'm in love with you."

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, like, in love and shit, the whole ordeal. I know you weren't all that fucking-ecstatic about the sex, but first times taking it up the fucking arse-hole is fucking horrible. I'm offering myself, I guess."

"Whatever, just get out of me, weirdo." Sasuke fucking smiled again. Naruto smiled back cause he wanted to, for the hell of it. Sasuke can be gone in the morning.

But it's not like he fell in-love with this douche just from a not-at-all-poetic-or-romantic-or-anything-like-sadistic fuck.

It just didn't make any fucking sense.

But he grinned anyways, even though he didn't give a staggering shit.

Sasuke was fun while he lasted.

-End-

Uh, yeah, whatever. I was bored and shit so I wrote it. It's weird and annoying but I like everything I write cause I'm fucking hardcore like that.

Review, don't review. Your choice guyz. Just I know how much it fucking sux when you don't get a review so it'd be really fucking splendid if you did.

Whatever.

Peace-

~whitedevil