A/N: Thanks for the comments everyone, I still want to reply to them. Or at least a majority of them! But right now I'm just going to reply to the most recent comments:

Dazardz, thanks for all your comments, they usual make me smile! If anymore complications come up I won't cut them out to end the story faster but I haven't planned/foresee anymore. Guest, I don't mind answering the question! I'm 100% male! Yes, boy yaoi writers exist, although surprisingly we're a rare breed. Warning to the People, I love your profile pic, yes I've been waiting to use that room too (I want one in my house!), and Naruto is staying at Shikamaru's house so that Ibiki won't try to kill him because he knows Ibiki's secret (that he raped Konohamaru). Kiba doesn't know for sure if Ibiki will try to kill Naruto but if Naruto is at his house all alone then Ibiki could easily kill him, so he's safer with other shinobi.

Thank you guys for all your comments! I read, appreciate and love them all. :-D Here's the sex scene continued! Enjoy:

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-N-A-R-U-T-O-

::: CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE – SPIT :::

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Kiba feels the crop slid between his cheeks. He leans over, sticking his ass out and moaning deeply. Though it wasn't Asuma's own hand right now it was having about the same affect. He pants as Asuma strokes the crop up and down went his cheeks.

"What does this make you think of?" Asuma asks, sounding as breathless as Kiba.

"Your dick," Kiba moans.

"I want your pants off but I want your underwear to stay how it is," Asuma says, withdrawing the crop. Kiba moves quickly, taking off his pants and tossing them aside. He moves back to his kneeling position, his hands on his thighs. Asuma circles him once again, the crop moving along his cheeks.

"I want you to get ready to do pushups," Asuma says.

"Pushups?" Kiba asks. He flinches when Asuma smacks him with the crop for speaking when he wasn't supposed to. He moves quickly, getting into sit up position. As Asuma circles Kiba he puts the crop between Kiba's shoulder blades – making him shudder – and slowly drags it down his back.

"Do a pushup," Asuma orders.

Kiba goes down, the crop moving down with him. He rises back up and the crop is at his lower back. Asuma moves it between his cheeks.

"Again," Asuma orders.

Kiba goes down, the crop between his cheeks. He rises up.

"Again," Asuma whispers.

Kiba feels himself growing harder and harder as he goes down and comes back up. He can feel Asuma's eyes on his every muscle, watching each one of them flex as he moves. Focusing on a separate muscle for each time he goes down and rises up. Watching his ass cheeks flexing around the crop. Kiba had such a wonderful ass.

"Again," Asuma orders.

Kiba goes down again. He rises up.

Asuma is suddenly on top of him, mirroring his pushup stance. Kiba feels Asuma's body against his own, Asuma's erection between his cheeks, his hands right beside Kiba's. Kiba fights to control his breathing. His cock – still trapped in the fabric of his underwear - drips pre-cum.

"This time when you go down, keep your ass against my cock," Asuma breathes in Kiba's ear, "Or I'll spank it."

Kiba goes down, arching his back, keeping his ass against Asuma's cock. He loves the warmth between his cheeks. He's love it even better if it were inside him. Kiba rises up with a small grunt.

"Too many?" Asuma laughs softly. "This time keep your ass against me and go down slowly, pause, and come up slowly."

Kiba narrows his eyes. Asuma wanted him to fail. Asuma wanted to give him a spanking. He already knew that was a major turn on for Asuma, no matter how much Kiba hated it. He pauses for too long.

"Now," Asuma says, and blowing in Kiba's ear. Kiba giggles softly as he goes down slowly, making sure his ass is right against Asuma's cock. He reaches the floor, his nose touching it. He holds it for a moment but he accidently lowers his ass as he begins to rise up.

"You failed," Asuma says.

Shit, Kiba thinks. Asuma pulls away, and a moment later his arm wraps around Kiba's waist. He lifts him off the floor and walks him over to the bed. Kiba holds onto Asuma's arm. He wants to use a substitution jutsu with one of the pillows and run.

"I'm still sore from when Ibiki spanked me," Kiba cries.

"You're speaking," Asuma says. "And you know I wouldn't hurt you."

Kiba groans as Asuma sits on the bed, laying Kiba out on his lap. "There is one word you need to utter and this is over – this is not a true punishment. You can get out of it."

Asuma pulls Kiba's underwear further down, completely revealing his ass. He puts his palm flat on Kiba's ass. Kiba finds himself wiggling his hips so he can rub his cock against Asuma's leg.

Asuma lifts his hand and smacks Kiba without a word. Kiba jumps but doesn't cry out. It doesn't even hurt, though it sounds like it does. It was more like a sting. A slight sting that made Kiba… want more. Asuma rubs his ass gingerly before raising his hand again. Although smack that doesn't really hurt makes Kiba raise his ass for the blows.

"You like this?" Asuma asks.

"Y –," Asuma spanks him again, "Y – yes!"

"Good," he says.

He spanks him again, then rubs Kiba's ass gingerly. His fingers move down slowly, in between his cheeks, finding his anus. He tests Kiba's hole with one finger, making Kiba moan. He grabs handfuls of the blankets, rocking his hips against Asuma's thigh.

"Tight," Asuma comments.

"Uhm…" Kiba groans, because he's not supposed to speak. Asuma pulls his finger out and lifts Kiba's lower body. He gets up from the bed and walks over to the wall, picking up a small vial of lube that was hung from the wall.

"Put your hands against the headboard," Asuma orders while looking up.

Breathing harshly, Kiba crawls over the soft bed, placing both hands on the headboard. Seconds later Asuma is crawling on the bed, his lubed finger slipping right into Kiba. With a cry Kiba grabs onto the top of the headboard. Asuma slowly finger fucks him, loosening up his hole. Kiba can't wait for Asuma to fuck him – he was so turned on.

Asuma pushes another finger in. Kiba spreads his legs and arched his back, moaning for moment. Asuma leans over as he pushes his fingers into Kiba. He licks the edge of Kiba's ear, making him cry out. His cock was so ready to burst it was throbbing almost painfully. Kiba's heart raced so fast he almost wanted to cry and beg for release.

"This," Asuma says, pulling his fingers out and pushing them back in, "Is driving you crazy, isn't it?"

"Yes," Kiba moans.

Asuma pulls his fingers out. Kiba feels the tip of Asuma's cock and he almost cries out, "Yes, yes, yes!" But he doesn't in fear Asuma will stop to spank him. He enjoyed the spank but the foreplay was too much. He was ready for a hard fucking.

When Asuma pushes the cock into Kiba he cries out and then freezes. He instantly knows it wasn't Asuma's cock inside him. But it felt just like a real cock. He looks back, sees Asuma's hand at his anus, pushing something inside of him.

"Ah…" he moans as Asuma pulls it out slowly.

It was a long, shiny black dildo.

"Feels great, doesn't it?" Asuma asks.

"Y – yes," Kiba moans.

Asuma pushes it back into him. He arches his back as it fills him and cries out.

"On your back," Asuma orders.

Flushing, Kiba gets onto his back. He was almost completely naked besides his underwear covering his cock and Asuma was still fully dressed. He suddenly felt very self-conscious. He puts his hands over his crotch, blushing deeply.

"What's the matter?" Asuma asks.

"It's weird being the only naked one here," Kiba says.

Asuma chuckles. "Hands up, Kiba."

"Asuma-kun…" Kiba groans.

"Hand up," he repeats. Kiba lifts his hands up. "Against the headboard." Kiba does so. Asuma jerks his underwear off and tosses it to the floor with Kiba's pants. Kiba groans as his moist dick stands straight up, quivering for some attention. Asuma smiles, tickling Kiba's tight ball sack.

"P – please," Kiba cries out, kicking one leg like a dog being scratched in the right spot.

"Please what?" Asuma grins.

"Please… more," Kiba says.

Asuma goes down on him, taking his entire cock into his mouth. Kiba cries out at the sudden pleasure, thrusting his hips slightly as Asuma deep throats him. He strokes Kiba's balls as he goes up and down on Kiba's dick. He pulls away from Kiba's cock as takes it into his hand, stroking it, making Kiba thrust his hips into Asuma's fist.

"Almost forgot," Asuma says, reaching down. His fingers find the dildo.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Kiba yells when the dildo inside him begins vibrating. Asuma goes down on him again, his mouth nearly reaching Kiba's balls as he strokes Kiba's balls with his fingers, the dildo vibrating powerfully inside of him. He cries out again and again, the pleasures almost too much to bare. Asuma comes up, sucking on the tip of his cock as he pumps it with his fist, as if it coax the cum out of Kiba.

Kiba thrusts his hips and then goes still, the semen squirting out of him in a powerful rush. "AHHHHHHHHH!" He cries, because he cannot find any other words to say. Asuma feels the cum squirt to the back of his throat and nearly chokes – he quickly swallows it down, sucking on the tip until Kiba's orgasm finishes.

He pulls the dildo out and shuts it off, putting it aside. Kiba takes a deep breath it, feeling completely drained.

"How was that?" Asuma asks.

Kiba takes a deep breath in, trying to remember how to speak. Asuma notices a drop of cum at the tip of Kiba's cock. He licks it up before leaning over Kiba's naked body, kissing him gently on the lips. Kiba opens his mouth and Asuma pushes his tongue in, giving Kiba a full kiss.

Kiba moans, breaking the kiss. "Ugh!"

"What?" Asuma asks.

"I think I just found the answer to your question," he says.

"Which one?" Asuma asks.

"Whether I'll spit or swallow!" Kiba says. "I think I'll be spitting."

Asuma laughs. "That's fine with me." He kisses Kiba on the cheek. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."

"What about you?" Kiba asks, wrapping his arms around Asuma's neck.

"You can repay me in the shower," Asuma says. "And in there you can spit anywhere you'd like."

Kiba bits his lip. "Lead the way."

"How about I just carry you?" Asuma says, wagging his eyebrows. Kiba wraps his arms around Asuma's neck and hugs his naked body to Asuma. He kisses Asuma, ignoring the taste of his own come. Asuma carries him to the bathroom, not watching where he was going.

Kiba strips him and they get into the shower. This time when Asuma takes him in the shower Ibiki doesn't interrupt. And Kiba repays Asuma for the earlier pleasures.

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-N-A-R-U-T-O-

::: TO BE CONTINUED :::

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A/N: I want a room like that! Wouldn't that be so much fun? Sex in this chapter. Things might get a little more serious in the next chapter! I have a love/hate relationship with ending stories. I love pulling out all the shocks and action and final sex scenes, but I don't want it to end! :-P