A Pornographic Compendium

An unabridged, uncensored, and unapologetic story of a high school student's insanity. Naruto is going mad with lust and Sasuke is watching. slut!naruto. phantasm!sasuke

Warnings: Sex. Lots and lots of sex. Some of it terribly unoriginal, if well written (or, rather, thoroughly written). The title says it all. This chapter's tame unless you're religious.

Do Unto Others…

The sanctuary is deserted. Light from the moon streams through the stained glass rose. The metal bars that hold the jewels form long shadows over the empty pews. Hues of violet-red to cold blue descend over the church.

Heavy panting is coming from the gloomy confessional booth. The wood thumps and a low voice grunts. A young blonde is inside the confined box. His hands press against the screen, imprinting the lattice into his heated skin. He groans as the body behind him pushes, sinking in and shoving his body forward.

"Oh God," Naruto moans. "F-father, please…"

"Please what, boy?" Father Hidan whispers into his ear and licks the shell.

Naruto shivers as the hot tongue slides across him and heats his blood.

"I-I, ah!" He groans. "I-it's, it's inside me, oh god, it's so- dirty." Naruto twists as much as he can to direct his words over his shoulder. "Father I-."

"What is it Naruto?" the priest inquires as he massages up the blonde's ass. Naruto feels the heavy muscles and fat of his cheeks jostle and brush the cock lodged inside him.

"Isn't this a sin?"

The priest wraps an arm around Naruto's stomach, pulling his body closer, and thrusts deeply. They groan together.

"It is," the priest pants. "But I can't- uh- resist you. For so long you've been coming to me, God. You're so hot."

"Yeah?" Naruto asks. "Even when I was a kid?"

The priest's fingers dig into the tattooed flesh of his stomach. "Especially then," Hidan hisses. "I wanted to take your sweet little ass ever since you were five."

"Fuck yes," Naruto pants pushing back on the man's dick.

"I've been seducing you for years," Hidan whispers. "Waiting to take this sweet virgin hole. I wanted to bend you over the altar and make you cum and soil your acolyte robe for years."

"What else did you want?" Naruto pants huskily. The priest is fucking him into the confessional's wall, pounding into him steadily.

"For you to scream for help and sing like an angel until that other little devil came to you."

Naruto steels his arms against the wall. "Who?" he asks coldly.

The priest pushes him hard, slamming his chest into the wood. "Sasuke."

Naruto whips an elbow back at the man. The priest groans and not in a sexy way. The dick is ripped from Naruto's insides and the Father stumbles away from him holding his bleeding nose. Naruto grabs his black robes and shoves him into the wall.

"Listen up you pedophilic perv," Naruto orders. His sinful innocence is vanished. A dangerous and angry smirk has replaced the sweet moaning on his lips. "You didn't seduce shit. I've been waiting for you to grow some fucking balls for years."

He tosses him away and slides the confessional's wall open. Violet-pink light streams into the wooden box. Naruto zips his pants up as he looks out into the stony interior of the church. He pauses in the booth's doorway and fixes a cold gaze onto the priest. "Oh, before I forget," he starts smirkingly cheerful. "It's been two months since my last confession. I've taken the Lord's name in vain over a thousand times, lied to my mother and father and –everyone I've talked with- and I've adultered at least once a day for the passed four years. So you didn't take my virgin ass after all, Father." He steps into the empty sanctuary and waves over his shoulder to the shocked man of God. "Send my regards to that motherfucker upstairs."

He stalks through the cold space under the carved eyes of a dying man. He eyes the tiny loincloth around the Lord's hips with cynical amusement and passes into a hallway. His combat boots echo against the floor of polished stone.

"You know," a darkly seductive voice says airily. "You didn't have to stop on my account."

Naruto squints into a shadowy alcove. A young man is leaning against a statue of the Mother Mary, her hands outstretched graciously. Smoke curls from the young man's lips as he smirks. He taps the ashes of his cigarette onto the hem of the sacred Mother's robe.

"Sasuke," Naruto says softly.

"Naruto," Sasuke greets with a laid-back smile.

"Haven't seen you in awhile," Naruto says calmly.

Sasuke shrugs and pushes off the statue. He walks passed Naruto and the blonde hurries to catch up. His shoes echo loudly yet the raven's steps are absolutely soundless. Blue light slides across the raven's smooth skin.

"Where have you been?" Naruto asks fearfully. "Why haven't you been around?"

"Oh you know…" Sasuke smirks. He opens a door and ushers the blonde through graciously. The night washes over them as they step outside. A breeze carries the sweet smell of grass and rustles white daises that grow wildly around the church's mossy walls. The blossoms, closed for the night, dot the small churchyard, cluttering around the crumbling tombstones and crosses that rise from the wet earth. "The afterlife's a busy place," Sasuke finishes mockingly.

xxx

There are stories that delve into porn and porn that delves into storytelling- that is to say, some pornography will give the audience a minimal plotline to follow in their lustfully hazed minds. It's more than a pitiful attempt for characterization. It's the breath before the plunge- a lover's soothing kiss in the middle of a fuck, that small regression into foreplay that strengthens the connection and extends that inevitable finish, the one everyone is rushing for, so eager to achieve. But breathe. It's a trick. A trick to make the pleasure last longer, to make you think, if only for a second, that this sweet euphoria can last forever.

"You know," Sasuke starts as he flips a page of Naruto's journal. "If you really fuck as much as you told the priest you do, I can't possibly understand why you've made a study out of pornography."

"Hey! Don't read that," Naruto says trying to snatch it away from his best friend. Sasuke holds it above his head.

They are in Naruto's bedroom. Sasuke is sitting in his large window, one leg stretch out on the sill, the other bent. Naruto hops trying to grab the journal.

"Why not?" Sasuke asks mildly. "I can read your mind anyways."

"Really?" Naruto asks, curiously excited rather than fearful.

"No moron."

"Oh," the blonde says disappointed. He perks up after a moment. "Hey Sasuke, why are you here? Are you like, my guardian angel or something? Or a messenger from God?"

"Are you expecting a message from God?"

"Uh no."

"Okay then," Sasuke says decidedly, turning back to the journal.

"Do you have a mission from God?" Naruto asks suddenly after a moment of silence.

Sasuke's lips slowly morph into a smile. He swings his legs down from the sill, fully facing Naruto, with his legs spread apart. "I do," Sasuke says.

"What is it?"

Sasuke crooks a finger, beckoning the blonde closer. Naruto obeys. Sasuke's upper body bends over him and his fingers cord through the blonde's hair. To Naruto it feels as if a breeze is rustling his hair.

"The end is nigh," Sasuke starts mysteriously in that eternally mocking voice of his. "He sent me here to prepare you for the Second Coming-."

Naruto snickers.

Sasuke hits him on the side of the head, a cold breeze that flips his wild hair. "Not that kind of coming."

Naruto lowers his head into Sasuke's stomach. He brushes through his shirt and jerks back an inch so he's not touching the coldness that is his friend's body. But he can pretend.

"What's gonna happen in the end?" Naruto wonders.

"Oh the usual. Trumpets and Pestilence, Plague and Earthquakes, Death and Brimstone."

"Sounds like a party," Naruto comments. "And then?"

"Then?"

"After the end," Naruto says softly.

Sasuke cold fingers tap beneath his chin, tilting it up. "Whatever you desire," Sasuke whispers. And then he smirks. "Virgin girls and hot guys and orgies every night."

"You're lying, aren't you?" Naruto asks suspiciously.

"Yes."

"Sasuke! Tell me why you're here!"

"Why are you so curious?"

Naruto looks away. "I just wanna know," he mumbles.

"I like watching you so I do," Sasuke admits, shrugging.

"That makes me sound like a movie star. Or a porn star." Naruto smiles slyly. "You like watching me fuck?" His blue eyes peer into Sasuke's dark gaze, mere inches away.

"Yeah," Sasuke smirks lazily. His cool breath washes over Naruto's lips. It's like the water from a deep, clean spring tinted with the fresh flavor of mint and Naruto gets the idea that biting his friend would be like tasting morning dew. "I like watching you fuck."

"Mmm." Naruto smiles and continues to peer into Sasuke's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Sasuke asks, finally exasperated.

"Seeing if you can really read my mind."

"Oh?"

Naruto nods. "You can't."

"How'd you figure that one out?"

Naruto sighs and collapses onto his bed. "Well, hopefully you would've had a more exciting reaction if you could."

Sasuke watches the blonde for a moment. His eyes close and his chest rises. Up. Down. Up-

"I wanted to know how long you get to stay this time," Naruto says softly with his eyes still closed. "I kinda need to know…" Up. Down. "…when you're gonna disappear again." He sighs.

Up. Down. Up-

Sasuke turns back to the journal.