Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto owns it.

They were left, once again in a very uncomfortable silence. Menma watched as the people walked by, totally unknown of the miserable life he was living in. It was almost as if the person he thought he was, no longer existed. That guy who thought of himself as an invincible Sex God was now just an insignificant pussy. He turned to look at the man that was driving. Tobi had an absolutely cold face. Did he even have any feelings at all?

"Why are you staring at me so much?" The man asked harshly.

"I was just wondering... how old are you?"

"26, anything else?" He asked lifting an eyebrow.

"You're not Italian. I mean, your name is Italian but you don't... was one of your parents from there?"

"No, both of my parents were Japanese. I just felt like changing my name."

Is he hiding something? Why did he change his name?

"But my eyes aren't that Japanese looking."

"No. I never would've noticed." The boy said in a mocking tone.

"Well, it's just that I'm a little bit curious." The boy confessed as he crossed his arms in front of his stomach.

"I lived many years in Italy and I changed my name to blend in better with them, understand?" He said a bit irritated.

"But that's really..."

"Why are you interrogating me? Get it through that empty head of yours. We are not anything! We are not loving boyfriends or anything. I only fuck you and only that. So shut up!"

The young boy shut up and lowered his head. He was trying to form a sort of bond between them. He was trying to find a little bit of humanity left in this guy. Something to make him tolerate this guy at least a little but, it seems hopeless. This man is a such a surly grouch.

"Where are we going?"

"To your house. With that very known reputation of yours they'll surely call in to confirm."

He didn't understand the situation all that well now. What did he want from him then? He was going to tell his dad!? No, he had already said that he didn't want a relationship. Then what did he want?

They didn't talk at all until only a couple of houses were left to reach his own.

The car stopped all of a sudden. Menma stared at the driver in confusion. He didn't get it until Tobi pounced on him and started kissing him passionately. He was left too stunned to even react.

"Kiss back or else!"

Tobi ordered and kissed him once again. Harder this time. The teenager tried to correspond the best he could but, this man overpowered him by a long mile. Him, who thought of himself as an expert kisser but the teacher outclassed him. Not only did he kiss with his lips but, with his tongue and teeth. Menma let himself be swept away by the kiss and wrapped his arms around the other's neck.

Little by little he pushed him back against the seat. Making the carseat fall all the way back. He could feel that imposing man towering over him. Caressing his body through his clothes. Soon his hands were under his school uniform shirt and expertly toying with his nipples.

"Aahhh aaah." Menma moaned.

"Be quiet cutie or they'll hear us."

They continued with the ritual in silence. The boy was startled when the young man started lowering his pants and underwear.

"No, not here. We're close to my house! Have you lost your mind!"

"Calm down. No one can see us."

He knew he couldn't resist and so, he let him do as he wanted. He moaned again when he felt how a hand started stroking his dick. The younger raven bit his lip to not make any sound. Tobi moved back a bit and looked around in the car's shelf. He pulled out a lube bottle that he used to pour on his fingers. He went back to lying down on top of him and kissing him. Kissing him in such a savage way that it left him breathless.

Something cold entered him but, it wasn't that painful. But it sure was uncomfortable. The teacher's finger moved around in circles, loosening him up. Then that one finger turned into two and they were hitting the student's most sensitive spot. It made the boy let out a loud yell from pleasure but, he went back to being silent afterwards. His breathing became agitated and he writhed to the rhythm of the older man's fingers.

When suddenly everything stopped.

"Are you ready?"

The teenage boy was left bewildered until he saw Tobi getting comfortable on the driver's seat. He pulled out his cock.

"Ride it." He ordered.

"But I can't just..."

"Ride me!" He commanded once again. Only this time he talked a bit louder.

He gulped and asked himself, how would he do this? Before he spend another second questioning himself, the man grabbed him and sat him on top of him. With the younger's legs wrapped on both sides of his waist. He smeared a lot of lube over his member and he slowly thrusted inside Menma's entrance. It was painful. Although this time, it was a lot more bearable. He tightened his jaw until Tobi was all the way in. By pure instinct, he clung onto Tobi's strong arms.