Gentle-Fist Massage IV: Sex Ed. 101
Part 1: "Straight Up"
The room was very tidy. Dying sunlight was gently pouring in from the window, framed by the perfectly parted curtains, making the dark red satin comforter on the bed shimmer. A lamp was turned on, which sat on the nightstand, and Shikamaru Nara turned back to the slightly taller shinobi present in the bedroom.
Rock Lee looked back at him, excitement and nervousness flashing through his dark orbs. He wondered what his girlfriend, Sakura Haruno, would think if she knew where he was at the moment, and what her boyfriend was about to do.
'This is for Sakura,' Lee thought, clenching his fists. 'I'm doing this for her. I'm sure she would… understand.'
"Are you all right, Lee?" Shikamaru asked, gaining the older ninja's attention.
The green wearing man looked into his eyes, resolve and strength pushing through his uncertainty. "Yes, I'm fine!"
The lazy ninja looked him up and down, gaze softening yet becoming stern with seriousness. "You know, if you don't want to do this…."
Lee raised his fists. "I must! This is for my sweet Cherry Blossom!"
Shikamaru sighed at his exuberance. 'Well, he certainly has brightened up since he got here,' he thought, recalling his lover's teammate standing at his front door. The bushy browed ninja had been a bundle of nerves and his voice was unusually quiet and timid. He had come by to ask the shadow wielder for some help, but also had the consideration to have his teammate present during the time.
"All right, Lee," the younger ninja said, taking a step closer to the other, "First, you're going to have to relax, or none of this will do any good."
Lee nodded, and took a few deep breaths, practicing one of the many relaxation techniques he memorized. 'This is for Sakura.'
"Okay, for you to… learn the lesson… I'll have to transform my body to have it make sense. This will only take a few minutes."
The older ninja watched, as the lazy genius of Konoha made the hand sign for his shadow possession technique. He wondered briefly why such a justu would be useful here, before he noticed the shadow on the floor didn't reach for Lee. Instead, it curled up to its master, drifting up his body until he was nothing more than a dark space in the room.
Lee blinked. He had never seen Shikamaru use the shadows on himself before.
'TenTen did say he had some unusual justus,' he thought. His female comrade had been the one to suggest he go to Neji and Shikamaru for his… problem.
No, not problem, he decided. The bushy browed ninja knew he didn't have a problem; he was just inexperienced. That was what TenTen had told him, after he explained that Sakura, just a few days before, had told him that she wanted to take their relationship to the next level. It had taken him a while to understand her meaning, but when he had, Lee could not get the blush off his face and he had turned into a nervous knot.
The conversation with his kunoichi comrade hadn't helped a whole lot, either. She warned him that if he couldn't… perform correctly, Sakura would dump him for someone who could. Lee denied that fact, but the thought was now there, etched into his mind like stone, and he had vowed to not disappoint her.
Which was why he was standing in Neji and Shikamaru's bedroom, of their house, watching as the shadows gently shifted over the younger shinobi.
A small part of him felt guilty that he had come to Shikamaru and not his teammate, but Neji had been willing to let Lee… borrow, in his exact words, "his lazy-assed husband" for the evening; he had already made arrangements to train with his uncle at the Hyuga estate. He was giving the bushy browed ninja and his lover some privacy, which Lee was unusually grateful for. He much rather would have a one-on-one session, than two.
Lee's dark, expectant eyes snapped back to the younger man, as the shadow began to retreat from his body, and the green-clad shinobi found himself staring at… Shikamaru's sister?
'No,' he thought, 'Shikamaru is an only child.'
However, what he was looking at was no longer the man Lee knew. Shikamaru's hair was now a little longer, overflowing the ponytail in a beautiful way as two stray locks framed either side of his face, which had also taken on more feminine qualities. His nose and cheeks were thinner, his eyelashes longer and batted innocently at him. The Nara's neck was also more slender and the adam's apple was no longer present on his throat. His shoulders were less wide and, even with the dark clothing, Lee could tell the ninja standing in front of him was curvier. The light from the window also cast shadows on Shikamaru's chest. He now had breasts.
Lee swallowed audibly, as his eyes continued to stare. This was no longer a man standing before him.
A smirk grew on Shikamaru's full lips. "What's the matter, Lee?" he… she asked, voice now very womanlike, smooth and seductive. "Not your type?"
The bushy browed shinobi blinked a few times, gulping again, trying to bring some moisture back to his suddenly dry throat. "Uh, I… well, um… wow," he stuttered, looking into Shikamaru's dark orbs, his own wide with surprise. "I didn't know you could do that, Shikamaru!"
The female Nara shrugged, placing one hand on her hip. "It's not that impressive," she replied, her feminine voice carrying the familiar bored tone that he usually had. "There was this one mission I had, and this justu came in handy for it, that's all."
"…Oh…"
"Now," Shikamaru said, slowly walking up to the taller shinobi until their bodies were only a breath apart, "I believe you wanted to be taught some tricks to please Sakura, right?"
Lee nodded, eyes sharpening with determination.
"Okay, we'll start out slow. Have you kissed Sakura yet?"
He couldn't help the blush cross his cheeks as he answered, "Yes, I have."
"Show me."
"What?!" Lee exclaimed, taking an uncertain step back.
Shikamaru rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to teach you something you already know, Lee. Kiss me like you kiss your girlfriend so we can get on with it; I don't know how long I can hold this justu."
The older ninja hesitated a moment, before nodding, stepping forward again. Tentatively, he bent down and touched his lips to the Nara. At first, they were barely whispers across the skin, just like he had done with Sakura. He got bolder and pressed more firmly against the other, enjoying warmth on his mouth.
After a few moments passed, Lee released the female's mouth and looked down into a set of disappointed eyes.
"…That's it?" Shikamaru asked, raising a thin eyebrow. "That's all the farther you've gotten?"
The blush crept onto his cheeks again. "Well, yes."
The shorter woman released a sigh, closing her eyes for a moment, dark lashes brushing the skin of her cheeks. "All right." She opened her eyes again to look seriously at the taller man. "First lesson: kissing."
"B-but," Lee protested, "Sakura says she likes my kisses!"
Shikamaru waved her delicate hand in the air. "That kiss is for first dates, Lee." She wrapped slender arms around the older shinobi's neck, forcing him to bend down to her. His hands instinctively went to her waist, as she held him with his mouth only centimeters away from hers. "This," she whispered against his lips, "is a kiss for lovers." She gently covered his lips, moving then in a sensual way that had sparks of pleasure shooting down his spine.
Lee's grip on her waist tightened, as he moved his mouth against the Nara's, a small noise of approval escaping his throat.
The feel of something warm and wet against his lips made him gasp, causing them to part and Shikamaru's tongue darted into his hot cavern.
The older ninja moaned, playing eagerly with the invading muscle, trying to copy the movements.
When they parted, Lee was left breathless and feeling very warm. Something swirled to life in the pit of his stomach and slowly moved south on his body. He opened his eyes too see a very amused gaze on the female Shikamaru's beautiful face.
"Let's move on, shall we?" she asked, voice low and alluring. Slowly, she unhooked her arms from his neck and let her hands slide down his chest, stopping at the headband tied around his waist. The Nara took a few steps back, not breaking the eye contact. "Next we'll explore the female body."
Lee's gaze dropped to those perfectly feminine hands, as slim fingers grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly raised it up and off her body, taking the fishnet beneath with it. His eyes widened at the bare flesh that was exposed before him.
Shikamaru's skin was tanned, reminding the older ninja of the color of caramel. Soft, supple breasts protruded from her chest, each adorning a dark colored nipple, which were tightened into tiny nubs. Her sides curved inward, giving the Nara a perfect hourglass figure, and her naval was the only indent on her smooth stomach.
The woman took a couple steps to him, whispering, "Take off your wrappings, Lee."
The man complied wordlessly, quickly unwrapping both his arms and tossing the bandages onto the dresser behind him without removing his gaze from the gorgeous creature before him.
A sly smile crept onto Shikamaru's lips as she grabbed the older ninja's bare hands and gently placed them on her breasts.
Lee released a small sound at the contact. Her skin was so warm and soft beneath his calloused fingers; he almost felt he didn't deserve to touch such perfection.
After a few moments of staring at his unmoving hands, slender fingers curled around his chin to raise his focus on Shikamaru's beautiful face.
"Lee," she said sternly, yet her tone was soft, "the keyword about this situation is 'experimentation.' If you just stand there like that, Sakura will quickly lose interest."
He blinked and steeled his eyes after a moment. 'Yes, this is for Sakura.' Nodding, he lowered his gaze again, Shikamaru's delicate fingers releasing his chin. He began lightly squeezing the flesh in his hands, earning him a very quiet moan from the woman. He gained a little more confidence and rolled the mounds in circular motions. The older man then took one pebbled nipple between his thumb and index finger, causing the female Nara to arch toward him. He experimentally pinched the flesh and the woman cried out.
Lee immediately released his hold, his hands feeling cold from the loss of the warm flesh, as he looked at Shikamaru with concern. "Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head, smiling softly. "No, you didn't, Lee. Trust me, if anything hurts, I'll let you know, and I'm sure Sakura will, too."
He nodded, placing his hands on the woman's skin once more, continuing his ministrations. The older shinobi gently squeezed, pulled, and pinched the mounds in his hands, eliciting small cries and moans from Shikamaru.
"Your mouth," she whispered, and he looked up at her face. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and small gasps escaped her lips.
An excited quiver ran down Lee's spine.
"Use… your mouth, Lee," the female Nara breathed out between pants.
One of Lee's hands left her breast, gently trailing down her soft skin to rest at her waist, as he leaned down to her chest. He carefully kissed the pert nipple, causing the woman to gasp sharply. On impulse, he parted his lips and flicked his tongue over the sensitive flesh.
Shikamaru quickly wrapped her arms around his head, releasing a small cry.
Lee was almost forced to take the hardened nub into his mouth, but the woman's responses made him eager, and he licked at the nipple. He began sucking at it, and the Nara arched into him, moaning.
The hand at her waist moved to her back, feeling her spine bow inward. He groaned into her chest at the eroticism of it, his pants suddenly feeling very tight.
After a few minutes of teasing, Shikamaru placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away from her chest. He hesitantly left the warmth, standing straight and placing the hand that had been exploring her back on her hip.
The Nara panted for a moment, looking up at the taller ninja with lust swirling within her dark eyes.
Lee smiled at the sight; glad he could please her.
Her hands slid underneath his vest and pushed it off his shoulders. "Take off your clothes, Lee," she gently requested, as she stepped back and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her pants.
The bushy browed ninja did as he was asked, with a lot less grace than he would have liked, quickly kicking off his beloved green jumpsuit and tossing it to the side. He modestly left his briefs on and turned back to the female Nara, hands clasped in front of his crotch.
His eyes widened again as he saw that Shikamaru was in nothing more than a black string thong. Her legs were long and clean-shaven and Lee's legs twitched, but whether it was to collapse or jump on the woman he did not know.
She reached a hand up and pulled the tie from her head, soft, dark locks of hair cascading down passed her shoulders, before she slowly climbed onto the bed, laying her head on the pillows, and spreading her legs. "Come here, Lee," she whispered, reaching a hand for him.
The older man grabbed her offered hand and crawled onto the comforter, kneeling at her hips.
Shikamaru smiled softly. "You ready for this?"
He nodded, knowing his voice had left him some time ago. She once again grabbed his hands and guided them to her flimsy undergarment. Hooking his fingers beneath the string, she gently pushed her hands on his, pulling the thong down her silky smooth legs.
Lee dropped the soft cloth, eyes locked on the female Shikamaru's womanhood. He had been through sexual education before, and could probably name every part of the anatomy, but this was the first time he'd seen a nude woman in real life.
"Just like before, Lee," her soft voice called to him. "Experiment."
Swallowing hard, the older ninja tentatively reached to gently touch the wet folds.
Shikamaru gasped, back slightly arching from the bed. 'It's been far too long,' she thought, clenching her eyes shut. It had been several months since the Nara had used the special shadow transformation justu and this female body was extremely sensitive. She had nearly come when Lee was suckling her breasts. The only downside was that the technique used a large amount of chakra, over a long period of time, and Shikamaru knew she could only keep the transformation going through one orgasm.
She suddenly cried out, thrusting her hips as a finger was entered into her wet core. The feeling was intense, and the Nara struggled to keep her breathing regulated as another digit was added to the first. Her eyes widened when hot breath tickled over her over sensitive clit, the fingers beginning a slow movement within her.
Shikamaru bucked her hips, moaning loudly, when Lee's tongue licked her hot flesh. Her head began spinning; focus on breathing normally forgotten, as that surprisingly talented tongue started tasting her everywhere. The bushy browed man even slid his fingers from her entrance, only to replace it with his hot muscle.
The female Nara clutched the comforter in her hands, thrusting her hips to meet Lee's mouth, moaning and panting. She could feel her lower abdomen begin to tighten, and it took her a moment to remember that this wasn't just sex, this was a lesson for Lee.
Taking every bit of willpower she still had, Shikamaru released her hold on the cloth beneath her overheated body and reached for the man. As gently as she could, she tangled her slim fingers within his short, dark mane and pulled him away from her wet heat.
She looked down at him, his eyes holding a flash of confusion and his tongue was sticking out of his mouth, glistening with her fluids. The Nara pulled him up to her face and kissed him fiercely, noticing she didn't taste much different as a woman.
"Take me," she rasped out, panting against his lips and grinding her pelvis against his cloth-covered erection.
Lee nodded and quickly reached down to remove his brilliantly white briefs. He sat up and looked down at her, as if planning his next move.
Shikamaru's attention, however, was pointed at the newly exposed flesh between her thighs. 'Gods he's huge!' Her breathing sped up once more as she stared at the thick and long manhood that was supposed to go into her very small, almost virgin sized, canal. 'This is going to hurt….'
As if he had been waiting for his cue, Neji suddenly appeared, pressing himself fully to Lee's back, his teammate stiffening in response. The bushy browed ninja turned to the other man; cheeks stained a bright cherry red.
"N-Neji?!"
The Byakugan user smirked. "It looks like you could use some help, Lee."
"B-b-but—" He glanced down at the female Nara, who looked just as surprised as he felt.
"That one is of no use now," Neji whispered into Lee's ear, pressing more firmly against his back. "Shikamaru's so aroused, thinking has become too troublesome, let alone speaking. I'll handle the rest."
The other man shivered, as his comrade's hot breath tickled his ear. The body pushing against him was clothed, but warm, and he somehow liked the feeling.
Neji reached around Lee's waist, gently grabbing his throbbing erection, a small gasp escaping his lips. "Listen, Lee," the dressed ninja continued to whisper. "You are very… endowed," he emphasized by giving the flesh in his hand a small squeeze, causing the man to moan. "You'll have to be very careful when entering Sakura, so pay close attention."
Lee's eyes focused between his legs, his erection so close to Shikamaru's folds he could feel the heat radiate from her. He felt pressure against his back, as Neji urged him forward, and he easily complied. Very, very slowly, his longhaired teammate guided his hardened flesh into the wet heat. He hissed when the head penetrated the searing hot entrance, and Neji's hands rested on Lee's hips, holding him still.
Shikamaru whimpered after a moment, wiggling a little, wanting more contact.
Again, Lee could feel his comrade push against his back, and he slid in a little further, stopping again. Neji then pulled on the other's hips, urging him backwards. The bushy browed ninja followed, until the head was barely hidden within the folds, then the man behind him pushed forward again.
They continued the slow motion; Lee pushing in a little further on the return, until he was fully sheathed inside the female Nara's intense inferno. His breathing was heavy; he had never felt anything like it before in his life! Being surrounded by so much warmth was such a fantastic experience; he couldn't wait to share it with Sakura.
"This is important, Lee," Neji whispered again. "You'll have to wait for the okay from Sakura to keep going. Remain still and keep your eyes on her face."
The taijustu expert did as he was told, looking at Shikamaru's feminine features. Her thin brows were drawn together in a light scowl and she was struggling to keep her breathing under control.
After a few moments, she opened her eyes and locked gazes with the man inside her and nodded.
"Now," the Hyuga continued, grasping his comrade's hips tighter, "you'll still have to be careful. Start off slow, like this." He gently eased Lee back until only the head of his erection was still present within the canal, then slowly pressed back in.
They did that a few times before Shikamaru moaned low in her throat.
"Please… more," she whispered.
Lee quickened his pace, a little disappointed when the warmth at his back vanished. His dark eyes found his teammate by the closet, where he was beginning to undress. Neji looked over at him and smirked.
"You're doing fine, Lee," he said, voice slightly low and raspy, sending a pleasing tremor down his spine.
He placed his focus back on the female Nara beneath him. Her eyes were clenched shut; moans slipping passed her parted lips, back arching away from the bed.
"Ah, faster, Lee!" she almost shouted, wrapping her slender legs around his waist.
He complied, bracing his weight on his hands by placing them on the bed at her sides; Lee sped up his hips to the point he was nearly pounding into her. Not that she was complaining; her moans grew in volume and one feminine hand came up to play with one of her nipples.
She was so exquisite to watch, and Lee pictured his pink haired girlfriend beneath him a moment. The sight of her sprawled out, calling his name, arching her back, screaming for more, it was too much. The pressure was building up fast in his abdomen and he thrust harder, his breathing quick and shallow.
"Oh yes, Lee!" Shikamaru damn near squealed, her back bowing almost painfully from the bed. "I… I'm going… ah, Leeee!" She cried out, her inner walls clenching tightly against his length.
It was too much; the sight, the sound, and the feel were too much and the taijustu expert followed the female Nara over the edge, moaning loudly, quickly pulling out of the hot folds and spurting thick, white globs of seed onto her stomach.
She looked down to watch and gripped his erection, giving it a few pumps to completely empty the slick organ of its contents, a moan of approval slipping from Lee's lips.
Exhausted, the older man fell to the bed next to the woman, panting heavily. His dark eyes glanced over to see the shadows quickly creep over the Nara once more, but they didn't keep Shikamaru hidden for nearly as long as before. After about a minute passed, the shadows retreated and revealed the true Shikamaru Nara, penis and all.
The Nara breathed hard for a few moments before he gazed over at his lover, who was standing next to the bed completely naked and sporting a very stiff erection.
He smirked. "You're home early, Neji," Shikamaru stated, voice hoarse.
The Hyuga's eyes were slightly glazed over as he looked down at his husband. "An emergency meeting sprang up and my uncle was forced to attend, so I left," he explained quickly. Leaning down, he gave his lover a passionate kiss. "How was the lesson?"
"It went very well," Shikamaru replied, smiling softly, eyes looking over to the man lying beside him. "Lee learns fast; I'm sure there won't be any problems with Sakura."
Neji smirked. "Good." He carefully crawled over his love to hover over Lee, giving his neck a long lick. He was very, very horny. That little show of his comrade pounding into his lover who had a female body stimulated the Hyuga in a way he didn't think possible and now he was extremely hard and felt like teaching Lee a few lessons of his own.
The taijustu expert's dark eyes shot up to the man above him, confusion pouring from his expression. "N-Neji?" he whispered, uncertain.
His smirk grew into an evil leer. "How would you like some extra credit, Lee?"
