A/N: Hello dear readers! I'm glad you all enjoyed that last chapter. We finally made it over the figurative hump and now we shall descend into juicy, steamy, sexful scenes. But, as is my nature, I will not give you everything all at once. I am going to make you work for it. So read, review and salivate until the next installment.

Warnings: A true lime. I shit you not. I picked this lime special - it is the first of many to... shall we say... come. So if you don't want to read my sweet boyxboy action, then I suggest turning back now.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but God how I wish I did

"So you survived the sweat lodge," Jiraiya smiled at the blond on his examining table.

Naruto smiled back, a bit bigger than was warranted, "oh yeah. We survived."

Jiraiya took pause at the tone but shook it off, "and how are you feeling?"

The man's hands moved across Naruto's bare torso in a way that was strictly professional and elicited no response from the blond. Strange. Naruto thought briefly, the touch of a physician was so unique – it was light, yet firm and somehow the body knew it was nothing intimate. Naruto's body had been touched a lot in the past weeks but somehow it was able to discern those touches from these.

"I feel fine now," he answered, "you were right though, it was a lot harder on us."

"Oh?" Jiraiya fitted his stethoscope to his ears.

"Yeah," deep breath, "we were," deep breath, "so tired," deep breath, "we just," deep breath, "passed out when we got into the car. Well after I gorged on snack bars. Then again once we got home."

The man took a seat on his stool and looked up at the blond, "it's interesting isn't it? How hard just sitting in that environment can be on your system. It is difficult to breathe in the heat, your body becomes oxygen deprived. That is how the hallucinations occur, that and increased body temperature – the brain begins to struggle," he smiled again, "I'm glad it went so well for you."

Naruto looked more serious, his eyes drifted to his feet dangling above the floor, "can your brain lie to you? I mean... can the hallucinations trick you?"

Jiraiya's eyes squinted as he read the blond's expression and pondered his words, "it is certainly possible. There are many documented cases where a person claims a hallucination convinced them to do something – usually bad things," his tone turned warm and reassuring, "but mental illness is nothing like what you and Sasuke went through. In theory, these kinds of hallucinations are more explorations of your subconscious – these are thoughts that are strictly yours and more honest than you would admit to yourself. That is their value Naruto, they are a way of getting past the barriers you put up and seeking out the truth in... all sorts of things."

The blond nodded with a smile and tugged his shirt back on, "so what is sleep deprivation going to do to me?"

Jiraiya shrugged, "everybody handles sleep deprivation differently. Long term sleep deprivation can have serious physiological effects, but you should only experience the short term ones; memory loss, confusion, headaches, fatigue and hallucinations."

Naruto pursed his lips, "awesome."

Jiraiya stood and looked to the clock on the wall, "you better scoot, Iruka is waiting for you."

The blond entered room 304 hesitantly, unsure what he was going to find. He had been asked to drop the video off earlier in the day to give Iruka adequate time to review it. The grad student was sitting at his desk, writing in Naruto's file. The TV was silent static. Iruka looked up and offered Naruto a small smile.

Naruto shut the door behind him as he crossed into the office and took a seat on the couch. Iruka got up and moved toward him, sitting down in the chair opposite the blond. He read through his notes one last time before looking back up at the blond.

"Tell me about the sweat lodge," Iruka sat back in his chair.

Naruto shifted nervously in his seat, "it was hot," he smiled, but it was not returned, "what do you want to know?"

Iruka blinked patiently, "I want to know what you experienced."

"Okay..." Naruto sighed, "well it was hot. It... is hard to describe."

"Try."

Naruto slouched into the couch and chewed at his lip, "it was kind of like being drunk. Hot and hazy. The heat made it hard to breathe. I think I passed out at one point. Then there was this... thing. I guess it was a hallucination, but Sasuke saw it too."

Iruka nodded, "tell me about it."

The blond shifted again, "it was a fox. But not a real fox, it glowed and had a lot of tails... and it talked."

Iruka made an interested hum that caused Naruto to pause. The grad student looked up from his notes and blinked before answering Naruto's unasked question, "it is interesting that you say it glowed."

"Why?" Naruto replied hesitantly.

"Because the night vision on the camera went crazy just before you started talking to thin air. It was like somebody was shining a flashlight at the camera," the brunet spoke with a contemplative tone.

Naruto's eyes widened, "what the hell does that mean?"

"Don't know," Iruka shrugged, "tell me more about the fox."

Naruto continued to look stunned for a moment before blinking it away and responding, "it said it came from my subconscious, said its name was Kyuubi. It questioned my... relationship with Sasuke and posed an experiment to test us."

The grad student nodded, "Tell me Naruto, what is the nature of your relationship with Sasuke?"

The blond clenched his jaw, "what difference does that make?"

"Well..." Iruka steepled his fingers and tapped his lips, "I want to know if you make a habit of touching your friends so intimately, or if that was that an effect of the sweat."

Naruto swallowed, "no. I don't."

"I see," Iruka took a moment to write a note in the file on his lap, "that is important to know," he looked back up, eyes twinkling with mirth, "would you consider your actions to be unprompted or... latent?"

Azure eyes shifted away as he mumbled, "latent."

Iruka's smirk grew. He wasn't normally so sadistic, but how could he resist? The video Naruto produced had been... entertaining to say the least. Touching, erections, recumbent staring contests.

He decided to refocus his questions and give the blond a reprieve. Iruka cleared his throat, "so did this hallucination offer you any insight?"

Naruto's eyes brightened and a smirk crept across his lips, "yeah."

"About your relationship with Sasuke?" Iruka added.

Naruto was torn. He wanted to shout from the rooftops but at the same time felt it was too personal to share with just anybody. His grin fell and he chewed his lip as his eyes turned dark in contemplation.

"Kyuubi wanted me to see a truth about Sasuke that I wouldn't allow myself to. He sort of goaded me into it. He pushed all the right buttons until I was forced to face it," the smile returned to Naruto's azure eyes, "and now that I have, I don't know what was holding me back."

Naruto took the steps down slowly this time and stopped when he saw a mess of black spikes winding up the stairs. A body blocked the passage up from the second floor landing and Sasuke shot an icy glare before he recognized Naruto's form. The cold eyes thawed immediately.

The blond took a step forward and Sasuke stood his ground. Naruto took another step and their chests pressed together. Two more steps had Sasuke's back against the wall. There was a predatory glint in cobalt eyes and Naruto brought his hands up to cup Sasuke's cheeks. The kiss was soft and drawn out. Gentle and slow. Tongues danced rather than battled. The kiss said no need to rush, but the eyes said hurry the fuck up. And without a single word spoken, Naruto was gone.

Sasuke leaned against the wall for a moment, collecting the thoughts Naruto had scattered to the far corners of his mind. The blond was such an enigma – even after all these years. Some days he was loud and obnoxious, others he was quiet and introspective. He had been clearly terrified about Sasuke's advances, but now that they were together he was insatiable. Sasuke raked his hand through his black locks and heaved a sigh as he continued up the stairs.

Sasuke sat on the examining table with a placated smirk. It was difficult to be the brooding bastard Jiraiya was used to seeing, Sasuke didn't feel like wearing that mask at the moment. So he sat with his hands on his knees and allowed Jiraiya to poke at him.

"You look well today," Jiraiya smiled at the pale boy.

Sasuke chose to ignore any implications, "I feel fine, thanks."

Jiraiya gave a light chuckle at the snide tone, "how did you like the sweat lodge?"

"It was... interesting," Sasuke's smirk grew, lighting his eyes.

The white-haired man rubbed the head of his stethoscope on his shirt before placing the instrument on Sasuke's chest, "not what you expected?"

Sasuke waited until the man had finished listening to his lungs before he replied, "well it wasn't complete bullshit, so no... not what I expected."

Jiraiya snorted and moved back to his bag, "and what about the sleep deprivation? How do you expect that will go?"

Sasuke shrugged as he buttoned up his shirt, "coffee with every meal and Red Bull in between... I expect a lot of twitching and exceptionally regular bowel movements."

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, "you haven't read the instructions yet? No stimulants are allowed. You are going to have to stay awake naturally."

"Naturally?" Sasuke looked up from his final button.

Jiraiya nodded, "whatever you can think of to stay awake... exercise, cold showers, video games. You will be with Naruto won't you? I'm sure you can think of ways to keep each other entertained."

The comment was innocent, which made Sasuke's smirk that much more devious. Oh, I'm sure we can.

The raven-haired boy sauntered down the hall to 304 and rapped lightly on the door frame before letting himself in. Iruka watched as Sasuke gracefully dropped to the couch. The grad student moved slowly, cautiously – remembering the tension of their previous session.

He didn't waste any time dancing around the subject at hand, "tell me about the hallucination."

Sasuke appreciated the no-nonsense approach but answered objectively, "it was a strange experience. Especially that it was shared with Naruto. I didn't believe it was happening at first."

"Did you fight it?" Iruka tented his fingers in front of his mouth.

"Initially. But when it didn't go away I just let it happen," Sasuke smirked, "one of the smarter things I have done in a while."

Iruka cocked his head slightly, "why is that?"

Sasuke's eyes shifted away as he thought, "that thing... the hallucination. It was supposedly a projection of Naruto's subconscious. It offered some insights. It was odd, the thing did not seem to care much for me, but it clearly wanted to prove a point to Naruto about my worth."

"Your worth to Naruto?" Iruka tweaked his eyebrows in anticipation of the answer.

Sasuke nodded, "everybody keeps secrets from themselves. Naruto needed a push to understand how he felt... feels."

"What about you? What did you gain out of this?" Iruka's tone was curious.

Naruto. "I learned how I effect him and how he effects me," Sasuke answered with a shrug.

"And how is that?"

"Deeply."

Sasuke returned to his room to find a blond instead of a brunet and he was pleasantly surprised. After an amorous greeting by Naruto the two found themselves laying on the floor, Sasuke's bedding having been pulled off his mattress to provide some cushion. Their shirts were in a crumpled pile somewhere nearby, long forgotten. Sasuke laid on his back, Naruto nestled into his side with this head on a pale shoulder. The blond had been running his hand across Sasuke's side, traveling invisible paths; now it rested on Sasuke's denim clad hip. Pale fingers gently stroked Naruto's arm.

The blond licked his lips, attempting to regain some of the tingle that was slowly dissipating. His eyes traveled down the plane of Sasuke's torso and settled on the bulge between his legs. Naruto's hand slowly began to move, traveling in tiny circles that crept inwards. Sasuke didn't open his eyes, but an eyebrow arched high and a smile began to tug at his lips. Smooth, Naruto. As if the raven-haired boy wouldn't notice the movements or their obvious intention.

Sasuke opened his eyes and looked down. Naruto's face was mostly obscured by a mop of yellow hair, but the pale boy was pretty sure he was biting his lip. His breathing had become quicker and more shallow – he was nervous.

"Wait," Sasuke grabbed Naruto's wrist before the hand reached its destination, "are you sure you want to do this?"

Naruto looked up, his sapphire eyes were almost pained, "I can't fucking wait any more."

Sasuke's lips twitched into a small smile and he released the blond. Naruto's hand continued to travel, less stealthily now, until it found Sasuke's erection – trapped and straining under layers of fabric. The blond began to knead and found his hand held a small tremble.

Naruto began to wonder if this was what girls felt the first time they touched a dick - nervous and uncertain what to expect. His mind briefly traveled back to a time on his couch when he was fifteen – he remembered the way hands had fumbled around in the dark under a blanket while he and his girlfriend pretended to watch a movie. Those hands had been tentative as they explored – they weren't seasoned in handling Naruto's cock the way his own were. But it had been good anyway, the way the experimental touches offered different paces, grips and pressure.

His hand stopped kneading for a moment. What if I'm only a mediocre masturbator? Naruto had never discussed technique with anybody, just did what felt natural. He took a few cues from pornos, but beyond that, he wasn't very creative. What if Sasuke knew things he didn't? Wanted things he didn't know about? It was somehow more embarrassing than under performing with somebody of the opposite sex – you didn't have the same parts, a learning curve was acceptable. What if Sasuke gave fantastic hand jobs? How many has he given?

A pale hand reached down for Naruto's, gripped it firmly and began to rub, "get out of your head."

And Naruto did. He snapped back to the present and felt the hard yet pliable length beneath his hand. Sasuke removed his own hand and unfastened the button to his jeans as it retreated. Naruto took the hint and released the clothed erection to tug the zipper down. He snaked his hand under the denim and into Sasuke's boxers.

Naruto was surprised by the hotness of what he found there. He wrapped his fingers around the hard length and immediately began to compare. The feeling was familiar but still so foreign; veins weren't in the right places, the size was similar – maybe a bit wider. Naruto tugged the erection loose from its confines and swallowed hard at the sight. The flesh was dark, not tan like Naruto's hand, but like a deep blush on pale skin. There was already a pearl of precum seeping up and without even thinking about it, Naruto brought his loose fist up to swipe his thumb along the slit. The cock pulsed and Naruto was overcome with a feeling of relief – of course it wouldn't be so complicated.

The blond began to make light strokes and Sasuke gave a half-moan, half-sigh. Naruto picked up his pace and gripped a little tighter. Sasuke hissed at a too hard tug and Naruto sucked in a breath, looking up for further instruction.

"Drawer," Sasuke nodded to his nightstand.

Naruto reluctantly dropped the hot flesh and scooted over towards the bed. He rummaged blindly through the drawer and pulled out a tube of chap stick, a spare phone battery and finally a small bottle of lube. The blond crawled back and straddled one of Sasuke's thighs. The pale boy lifted his head and watched as Naruto squirted a dime sized pool onto the tip of his cock. A tan hand reached out and smeared the liquid around. Sasuke's eyes fluttered closed and head fell back as his hard length was taken up by a firm grip that stroked him powerfully.

Naruto was no longer hesitant and it showed in the long, forceful pumps. He licked his lips and watched as Sasuke's hips jutted forward when he twisted his wrist. Naruto picked up the pace, his eyes flicked up as a moan ripped through Sasuke. The boy had his bottom lip clenched firmly between his teeth, his head turned to the side. He groaned again and Naruto smiled at the blush that grew on pale cheeks. He has wanted this for so long. It must have taken everything in Sasuke's arsenal to hold back from screaming wantonly and shooting off at the first touch. But he held out; he held his breath once the panting served him no more oxygen, and he fisted the blankets until the coil finally snapped. He came in a graveled grunt, not quite loud enough to be called a scream but far too loud to be a moan.

Naruto watched as Sasuke came down, his eyes shifted behind closed lids and his lips tweaked into a satisfied grin. When he finally turned to look at the blond his expression was content, his face placid and beautiful. Naruto didn't hesitate when he leaned down to kiss the pale boy, he didn't give a fuck when Sasuke's cum smeared against his bare stomach. The raven-haired boy returned the kiss with a moan and violent tongue clashing, and when the embrace brought Naruto's soiled hand to the back of Sasuke's head he couldn't be bothered to care.

Positions were quickly flipped and Sasuke clawed at Naruto's pants in desperate and infuriatingly inefficient movements. Sasuke caught Naruto in a bruising kiss as he tugged aggressively at the uncooperative clothes. The jeans and boxers finally moved down Naruto's thighs and Sasuke didn't even want to attempt to fumble with the bottle of lube; he licked his palm, supplying a thin layer of saliva. Naruto didn't mind, he liked the rough tug of a dry hand job.

Sasuke's grip wasn't as tight as Naruto was used to and his rhythm was strange. Strange but fantastic. He had a long upward stroke and two mini strokes at the head before traveling back down the length. Every once in a while he would twist his wrist, it was sporadic and every time Naruto's breath caught in his throat. His mind was only able to process one thought at a time.

Oh God.

Fuck that's good.

Sasuke where have you been all my life?

Fuck...fuck...the head, work the head.

Oh yeah, you have always been there.

Oh fuck yeah, right there.

Always been right there, where was I?

Faster...Sasuke faster.

I should have come faster.

Fuck...cum... I'm gonna cum.

The sound of Naruto's voice as he released shocked him. Had he been talking this whole time? He had no idea, but the smirk on Sasuke's face told him at least a few of those thoughts had leaked past his lips. Naruto could care less, he simply smiled back. There was no shame in it; it was like he was a virgin all over again – in a way he supposed he was.

A/N: Yay! They finally touched each other in their swimsuit parts. XD