Chapter 13: The Proposition

Beta'd by the wonderful HeartSNS!

Warnings: I bring toys! Yea! And Sasuke turns on the charm. Equals poor Naruto. :P

"Sasuke?"

Iruka's warm voice filtered through the door.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

"Naruto?"

The door creaked open and Naruto popped one eye open.

"Mmmm…what time is it?" he yawned, snuggling deeper into to warm heat that surrounded his body. It felt so good. So warm and cozy and safe. "Am I late for school?"

"Oh my god, you two are so cute!" Iruka squealed suddenly. "I'm so glad to see you guys are getting along now, lately it's been tense between the two of you."

Wait, what? What was he talking about? It was too early for this shit.

There was a click and then a flash.

Ah, shiiit. Sudden realization dawned on Naruto. His eyes flew wide open when his morning brain finally caught up. He was naked. Sasuke was naked. They were in the same bed together. And he was playing little spoon with the man while Iruka was in the room with them and apparently taking photos! Fuuuck.

"Gahh!" Naruto panicked, his blue eyes flashed wildly as he yanked the covers snuggly over his chest, wrapping himself up like a mummy. Thankfully, the covers were already around their lower bodies when Iruka had entered the room. "Dad, what are you doing in here?" he managed to get out.

Confused brown eyes bore down at him like he had lost his mind.

"Umm, I just came in here to wake you up, that's all. Am I not allowed to enter your room anymore?" Naruto quickly shook his head. "That's what I thought," Iruka said sternly. "Kakashi and I have something important to tell you and your brother. So when you're not freaking out for no good reason, please come down to the dining table. I've also made pancakes and sausage."

Naruto's stomach growled when he mentioned a hot breakfast. His dads cooking was the best. But what was so important for him to wake them up so early on a Saturday?

Did they find out about the tattoo?

Or that he and Sasuke have doing unbrotherly things on the down low?

They were both cops, after all. It wouldn't surprise Naruto if Iruka or Kakashi knew something. It would actually be more surprising if they didn't. He and Sasuke weren't exactly quiet last night…

Shit. Naruto couldn't go down there. His stomach suddenly felt queasy, appetite lost.

"Well, I'll leave you two to get dressed then," Iruka said awkwardly before exiting the room. "Don't take too long or the food will get cold," he added as he shut the door behind him.

There was a moment of tense silence in the room before it was finally interrupted.

"Don't hurt yourself, babe." A deep husky voice purred from behind, raspy with sleep. "You might pull a muscle if you think too hard."

"Fuck you, Sasuke!" Naruto squirmed underneath the man's arm. Which only encouraged his big brother to pull him tighter. "Were you awake for all that? Did you hear what dad said? Do you think they—"

"Mmmm…" Sasuke gave a sleepy moan-yawn. The gruff of his morning stubble tickled the side of Naruto's neck when he started him. "Chill out, hun. I'm sure it was nothing."

"What do you mean nothing? We were almost caught!" Naruto knew he was rapid talking but he didn't care. "Does that mean nothing to you? What am I saying, of course it doesn't. It's my ass on the line, not yours. They have to know somethings up. I'm sure of it," he whimpered.

"Hmmm…"

…

"Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Stop kissing my neck, teme."

"…But I want to. I love the way you taste."

Naruto shivered when a hot tongue lapped at his neck. It tickled. But this was not the time to be doing that. And he defiantly was not in the mood right now.

"I'm not a meal, you asshole."

"I disagree."

"Damn it. Is sex all you think about? We just did it a few hours ago…" Naruto whined.

"Only with you, bro. Then I can't seem get enough." Sasuke moaned, rocking his morning wood into Naruto's crack. "That makes you special."

"Fuck. No, just no." Naruto stated firmly, then ripped the blankets off and bounded off the bed. It was a little difficult breaking out of Sasuke's iron grip and blanket mummy wrap, but he managed. Quickly spotting a pair of clean boxers, Naruto slid them on, along with a pair of sleep pants and a tank top. Spinning around, he found Sasuke staring at him with interest.

A lot of interest.

"Hn. You're no fun," Sasuke huffed and slowly—oh so slowly—peeled off his side of the covers, exposing is long, lean, naked body and that creamy smooth skin. Damn. Naruto swallowed hard. He wanted to run his hands and tongue all over those smooth hard plains. See if he tasted as good as he smelled…

Jesus, what was he thinking?

The problem was that he couldn't think, not when his brother was butt-ass-naked and staring at him like that. Naruto's golden lashes automatically drooped as he checked the man out. Even that aggravating, all-knowing smirk plastered on the bastards face didn't subtract from his beauty. It actually made it worse. That little tilt of his thin, peachy lip was suggestive as fuck and practically oozed sex. Just like everything else about the man did. Sasuke really was one hot motherfucker of a dude. Probably too hot, if truth be told. Kinda made it hard to focus…

"Like what you see?" The husky purr had Naruto's eyes flickering back up.

"No," he lied. Sasuke raised a brow. Dammit. "Maybe…Yes. Okay, but so what? You know you're an attractive guy."

An approving rumble rolled up Sasuke's throat. He gracefully crawled over the bed like a cat. "I like it when you say it."

Naruto's dick twitched with interest.

Oh, hell.

Why did his voice have to sound like that in the mornings? Like pure sex.

The heated moment sizzled out with Iruka's shout, "hurry it up, the food is getting cold."

Naruto was saved.

Using the break, Naruto scurried out of the room with a tail in between his legs, nearly tripping over Kurama in his haste. The orange feline hissed and swatted at his ankle. "Oh shit. Sorry Kurama," he apologized immediately to the startled feline, then bolted down the stairs, taking two at a time.

Taking a seat at the table, Naruto greeted his two dads' with a fake cheery smile as his right leg bounced up and down uncontrollably beneath the table. He somehow managed to plate himself a single pancake and sausage link without knocking anything over. God he was so nervous. Stomach was twisting into knots, he really wasn't hungry at all. But if he didn't at least pretend to eat something Iruka would start questioning him. And he couldn't have that. Because he feared that he couldn't stop his mouth from running once it got started. So Sasuke needed to hurry the fuck up and get his ass down here already. The sooner Naruto knew what the 'important news' was the better. Preferably before all his nerves became fried and he went insane.

He was too young to see a therapist.

Not really, but that's not the point.

Speak of the devil…

The raven haired man suddenly appeared by his side like a goddamn vampire. Naruto jumped. Shit. How does he do that? It was like the bastard materialized out of thin air. Now everyone at the table was looking at him funny. So much for trying to be subtle.

"Naruto, hun, are you okay? You seem very jumpy today. Did something happen?" Iruka ask softly, brown eyes filled with concern.

"Umm, yes? No. Yes! I mean I'm fine, dad. I'm good." Fuck, he sounded like he already lost his marbles. "Uh, it's just that I'm really excited to hear what you have to say is all."

Smooth, Naruto. Real smooth.

Sasuke snorted while dishing himself a generous portion of sausage.

A very generous proportion.

Jesus, was he actually going to eat all of that?

"Oh, right—that!" his father smiled excitedly. "Kakashi and I have been planning this for a while now, but we didn't want to say anything until we knew for sure we wouldn't get called in for work. We've been working so much lately it seems we hardly ever have any family time together. So, we decided to take a weekend off and take you guy's on our first family trip together. In honor of Sasuke's heritage, I booked us an overnight stay at an onsen that's a few hours' drive from here. So I'll need you boys to pack an overnight bag right after breakfast. We're going on vacation!"

Onsen? A vacation? That's what this was all about?! He nearly had a panic attack for no reason? Damn it. He shot daggers at Sasuke who was snickering quietly at him. Fucking asshole.

"Naruto?" Iruka asked dejectedly. "I thought you'd be more excited… We hardly ever go out anymore."

The crestfallen expression on his father's face was too painful to bear. Now he the a-hole.

"No, it's not that Iruka. I am happy. I think a weekend trip would be great." Naruto gave his guardian a bright, genuine smile, which seemed to do the trick.

Now that the drama was cleared up, Naruto's appetite suddenly returned with a vengeance. Slabbing some butter on a flapjack, he waited for it to melt before digging in, groaning when the flavor of the hot cakes matched their mouthwatering scent. So delicious. As he devoured the food on his plate, Naruto spotted Sasuke watching him out of the corner of his eye. He ignored it, hoping his brother would leave him alone for once. But the longer he ignored Sasuke the more agitated the man grew, until he finally snapped.

Sasuke retaliated by picking up a full, dick-sized sausage link, dipped it in syrup, and then brought it up to his lips to start licking. Slowly. His long midnight lashes lowered until the look he was aiming Naruto's way started a fire in his stomach and made his cock weep.

Naruto watched with rapt attention as Sasuke lifted his head and fucking deepthroated that bad boy. Holy shit. He couldn't tear his eyes away. The way his Adam apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed had Naruto's mouth watering. And when his tongue peaked out to lick up all the juices…

God.

Damn.

It reminded Naruto exactly how good the man's mouth felt wrapped around his cock. The way that wicked tongue did that swirly thing that he liked so much. Fuck. Naurto was equally frustrated and turned-on by what Sasuke had just done, but at the same time, he was still unsure of his feelings.

"Sasuke, that's disgusting. Stop playing with your food," Iruka scolded from across the table.

Sasuke grumbled quietly then ate the juicy piece of meat the way it was intended to be. But that didn't stop him from acting up again the second the parents looked away when they continued their conversation. This time he used his fingers. One by one he began licking them. Making a show of it by taking his sweet time…and a lot of tongue.

When Sasuke started popping them in his mouth, Naruto coughed and shifted in his seat. His blue eyes focused on his brother's finger slipping in and out of those succulent wet lips. He wanted to replace them with his cock. He wanted Sasuke to suck him off. He wanted to use Sasuke's body the same way the man had used his.

Shit. What the fuck was he thinking?

Embarrassed and ashamed, Naruto excused himself early—before Iruka or Kakashi spotted the growing problem in his pants.

With Naruto gone and Iruka clearing the table, Kakashi grabbed Sasuke's arm and pulled his adoptive son aside. Only when they were out of hearing range did he begin to speak.

"What's going on with you and Naruto?" he jumped right in, knowing the only way to get answers from the closed-off boy was to be direct.

Sasuke blinked once before quickly composing himself, arms crossed in defiance. "What are you talking about?"

His feigned innocence fooled no one.

"Cut the shit, Sasuke." Pulling out a cell phone, Kakashi opened up the messenger app and showed him the picture that Iruka had taken of him and Naruto. Time stamped an hour ago. The one with them cuddled in bed together in a more than friendly, innocent way. "Does this look 'brotherly' to you?"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed.

"Look, Iruka doesn't know you very well, but I do. I know exactly how you work. He thinks it's sweet that you guys are finally getting along after all the recent drama that's been happening between the both of you, but I see differently. I've seen the way you look at him, Sasuke. And it's not innocent. I think this picture proves it," he said sternly.

"What are you suggesting?" Sasuke responded, his voice deepening, growing defensive.

"What I'm suggesting is that you leave that boy alone. The only reason you're even livin' in this house is because the two of you were inseparable at the time. But things have changed, haven't they? Something shifted in your relationship with him when you moved into his bedroom, and I think I know what it is." Sasuke looked as if he were about to interrupt but Kakashi held up a hand to stop him. "Here I thought it would be the perfect opportunity for Naruto to have an older brother around, but now…I'm not so sure. Instead of being a good influence on him like I thought you'd be, your narcissistic, self-destructing personality is gonna end up corrupting him."

Sasuke scoffed, "don't speak so highly of me at once, Kakashi. Someone might think you actually cared," his voice dripping with sarcasm.

He sighed. This was a talk no parent wanted to have with their kid, but it needed to be said. He just hoped Sasuke would listen. "You know I love you and only want what's best for you, but, Naruto is innocent—Not another one of your toys that you can fuck around with and toss to the side when you're done playing. He deserves better."

"You have no clue what's best for him or what the fuck you're talkin' about!" Sasuke growled. "I've known him for years, Kakashi—years. I'd never treat him like that…I would do anything for him. Besides, it's none of your damn business, either way. Naruto's old enough to decide for himself who he wants to be with," he declared, stepping closer. "You've got your career, the perfect loving husband, and the quaint little house on top of the hill that you've always dreamed of. You're all set for your happy fucking ever after. Now it's my turn to have a shot at happiness."

"And you think it's you that Naruto wants?" Kakashi eyed him skeptically.

Sasuke paused for a minute before answering. "In time."

"Believe what you must, Sasuke, but don't ever make me chose between him and you. Naruto's my family now and I won't let you hurt him. He's just as important to me as he is to Iruka."

"You think I'd hurt him?" Sasuke replied bitterly, eyes flashed with barely concealed rage. Kakashi was losing him.

Pondering for a moment, Kakashi scratched his nose and answered honestly. "I don't know, Sasuke," he said. "You've always been different with Naruto, but…you are also very manipulative when it comes to getting what you want. You don't care what obstacles are in your way or what lines you have to cross to get there, even if it means hurting others in the process. You also hurt people indirectly by pushing them away."

"Naruto is not just anyone," Sasuke stated matter-of-factly.

"Precisely. He's not just anyone. And I know how much he means to you, and how much you mean to him, but you two are not on the same level," he tried to explain. "He looks up to you—your strength, your intelligence, your fearlessness like you're his fucking hero or something when we both know you're not. He's not like you, Sasuke, and you need to understand that. He needs someone who can commit, and who'll always be there for him—both emotionally and physically."

"I can be that person," the raven answered confidently. Yet his eyes shifted restlessly in a never ending conquest for self-improvement.

Kakashi could literally see the wheels turning in the man's clever but conniving head, already planning out how to win Naruto's favor. Always the perfectionist. Never one to give up. Both his greatest strength and weaknesses.

"I would never hurt him," Sasuke added reassuringly, but it sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Kakashi.

"You can't promise that, Sasuke. No one can. All I'm sayin' is don't mess around with him then we'll be good. But if you hurt him, I won't hesitate to kick your ass to the curb and make it damn near impossible for you to ever see him again. Are we clear?"

"Crystal," he sneered.

Kakashi hated threatening his son, especially when it involved the one topic he cared for the most. But he had a family to protect now, so he couldn't just allow Sasuke to walk all over it freely.

Hopefully it wasn't already too late.

Naruto was nearly finished packing his overnight bag by the time Sasuke entered their shared room. He startled when his brother snuck up from behind and draped his arms over his shoulders in a heavy embrace.

And was that Sasuke breathing in his scent?

Something wasn't right here.

"Sasuke?" he asked, concerned.

"Shhh…just…give me a minute," Sasuke's warm breath tickled Naruto's neck. He sounded upset. Sad or angry, he couldn't tell without looking at him.

"Did something happen?" he tried again. Although, he wasn't expecting much of an answer.

"It's nothing..." Sasuke sighed, his voice cracking with emotion as he took a step back. Naruto felt the loss immediately. "Can't a guy get a hug without an interrogation?"

The defensive remark was irritating as hell, but he knew Sasuke was fighting some inner demons and needed him to back off. The thing that irritated Naruto the most was how much effort it took give him that space. More than anything he wanted to turn around and embrace his brother, hold him until all the pain and torment drifted away. Even if it meant using his body to help him.

He could still feel the heat searing his skin at the places where Sasuke had touched him like a branding iron.

Jesus, what was happening here?

He shouldn't be feeling this way for his brother.

Naruto turned around to face him. Squinting his eyes, he sucked in a deep breath as if it would give him strength for what he needed to say.

"Sasuke…we need to talk," he managed to say, proud that his voice was stronger than he felt.

Sasuke groaned and pulled back further, "Not you too."

Naruto frowned.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It doesn't matter," he sighed. "What did you want to talk about?"

Sasuke sounded so tired and defeated that it broke Naruto's heart. But he still couldn't let that stop him.

"We can't keep doing this, Sasuke." he started out slowly.

It was now or never.

He's got this.

Although, why did it feel like he was about to break up with Sasuke? They weren't a couple. They would never be. Yet Naruto's heart said differently by the way it was thudding around in his chest.

"This, us—whatever the fuck we are—has got to stop." With furrowed brows, he determinedly lifted his gaze to meet Sasuke. Onyx eyes were already locked on his. They were like smoldering chucks of coal, burning brightly and savagely consuming everything in their path. Naruto's resolve wavered for a moment before he regained the courage to continue. "This morning…when Iruka walked in on us…was way too fucking close. It won't be long before somebody finds out and outs us. Then I'll end up losing everything anyway, so you mize well go 'n tell Iruka everything now before even more shit gets piled on top of my pathetic, shit-storm of a life," Naruto blurted out. Hurt, fear, and anger carried through his voice. "Go ahead, Sasuke. Do it. Tell him everything," he dared.

"Naruto, what are you saying?"

His face may have been blank, but there was a storm brewing behind them eyes.

"I'm saying it's over, bro. I can't keep this up any longer. I can't keep lying to everyone around me, pretending it's okay when it's clearly not." Blue eyes shifted down. "Last night…I couldn't even kiss Gaara goodnight when he took me home after what you did to me," he chocked. "I ran away without saying anything like a coward. Now he probable thinks I don't like him anymore."

"Am I really that terrible?"

Sasuke shifted, his bangs casting shadows in his eyes. But Naruto saw them. The inky black pits betrayed the emotions that lay hidden beneath the impervious surface. Hurt, regret, and anger echoed through them like a ripple through an oil slick, mirroring Naruto's own feelings. Naruto faced him with a deep sadness in his eyes, transforming the once vibrant, marina blue into a murky greyish-blue.

They were both hurting. And that's why this all needed to stop. Now. Before it was too late to turn back, if it wasn't already.

"No, Sasuke, you're not."

What else could he say, really? He couldn't forgive Sasuke for what he's done, at least not yet. Sasuke was cruel for using him like he did. Even more so when he used Iruka and Gaara against him like that. Naruto could admit he's been a bad boy, they've both made terrible mistakes and even worse decisions, but he didn't think he deserved betrayal from the one person he trusted most in this world. And yet his heart still bled for the guy.

There was no black and white, right or wrong, in Sasuke's world. Everything was blurred through his eyes, unlike Naruto's. It was how he was brought up that made him become that way. While it didn't make his actions any less justifiable, Naruto didn't want him feeling that way about himself.

Not when he's done so much for him in the past. Not when they have been through so much together.

In the end they were brothers.

Family.

Something Naruto cherished so deeply in his heart that he refused to give up on him no matter how fucked up things have got. Having grown up without a family, he'd be damned if he let one slip away.

"Then give me a chance." Sasuke said.

What does that even mean?

"Huh?"

"All I want is an honest chance with you."

Naruto blinked.

The fuck?

"If you haven't forgotten I've already got a boyfriend. Then there is the part where you are my brother. So, that aint happenin," Naruto scoffed.

"Step. Brother. Not blood. And you've made that clear on multiple occasions, Naruto." Sasuke scowled, "But what if I promise to leave you alone and never tell a soul what's happened between us, or tell your little secret to Iruka if you were to agree?"

It sounded like the man didn't know how to take no for an answer, that's what.

Only out of humor did Naruto decided to hear him out. "What's the catch?" he raised a brow.

Sasuke shrugged innocently, not fooling anyone. "Wellll…if you're up for the challenge… All you have to do is last the rest of the day without begging for me to fuck you."

WHAT?! That's it? Seriously? Was he out of his fucking mind? That was the stupidest—and easiest—challenge Naruto's ever heard. Did he want to lose?

Never one to turn down a challenge, especially one from Sasuke, Naruto predictably gave in. "I can take whatever you dish, Uchiha," he answered ambitiously, competitive drive kicking into high gear.

"Perfect," Sasuke said coolly with a smirk. The oppressive atmosphere turned light and playful just like that.

Turning around, the raven shuffled through a drawer, searching for something with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Which probably should have been warning enough for Naruto.

But he was dense.

Sasuke grunted when he found the object he was looking for. Two small, marble sized, metal balls. He lifted them up for Naruto to see. "But it won't be easy," he continued. "You'll have to have these inside you the entire time."

Naruto took a closer look. They didn't look too bad. He shrugged like it was nothing.

"If you end up winning," Sasuke proceeded by laying out the rules, "we can go back to being normal brothers and pretend like the past couple months had never happened. However…" his voice darkened, making Naruto nervous. "If you should lose, little brother, you'll have to give me a shot…at a real relationship." Naruto's throat closed up when he started walking towards him. To his horror, he started backing up at the same time, but Sasuke wouldn't stop talking. "Strip away all those petty excuses on why we can't or shouldn't be together, finally own up to your attraction towards me. No more pretending that you hate it when I touch you when you so clearly don't."

Was he for real?

Naruto froze up. The metal balls didn't appear very intimidating, but that wasn't the issue. The problem laid with Sasuke wanting to be in a real relationship with him. Naruto wasn't even sure what that entitled. He doubted even Sasuke knew what a real relationship required. But something about the way he said the words and the way he held his gaze while doing it had Naruto believing that maybe it could be true.

Naruto quickly shook that secret fantasy out of his head. Reminding himself that even if his brother had somehow developed deeper feelings for him, it wasn't real. He knew Sasuke well enough to know that it would never work out between them. They would never last. And once Sasuke finally figured that out—if they were together, then what? Break apart for good?

Naruto couldn't let that happen.

So he brought up the first excuse that came to mind. "But, Gaara…"

Hey, it was a good one.

"Would be considered my rival," Sasuke cut in, then inched forward. The scent and heat of his body was getting Naruto hard. Fuck. He had to push those thoughts out of his mind as it was only making a confusing situation even more confusing.

"But—"

"Yes or no, Naruto?" he said impatiently. "If you don't want to do it we than can go downstairs right now and clear the air with Iruka. Tell him that photo he took of us earlier today wasn't so innocent."

Well, shit. Freedom or tremendously freaking his father out? The second option sounded way worse. Guess he was getting some metal balls then...

"No, don't do that. I'll take the deal."

Sasuke grinned.

Conniving bastard.

"Fantastic," his brother said with a wicked glint in his eyes. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, but—" he started to say when Sasuke keep coming at him until their chests brushed, dark eyes focused on his moving lips, cutting him off. Naruto pulled in a breath and nearly moaned after catching the scent of his shampoo. It was cool with a hint of lavender and something uniquely…him.

A hand reached up to touch his face.

"W-what are you doing?" he stuttered as the rough pad of his finger trailed along his lower lip. Naruto's cock wasn't the only part of his body responding. He couldn't stop the little tremors that began swimming through his body.

God, his brother really needed to stop touching him.

So why wasn't he telling him that?

So why was he taking a step closer so he could get another whiff? Why was he reaching for him with one hand instead of using that hand to shove him away? Why was he even considering this? Why wasn't he laying into Sasuke about manipulating him? Why wasn't he stopping Sasuke from using him like this, over and over again?

Naruto knew the answer to all those questions. He was just too afraid to admit it.

Instead, he swallowed groan when Sasuke brought his lips down to kiss the side of his jawline, then his neck, then his lips and wrapped his arms around Naruto's waist. It was impossible not to think of Sasuke's body pressing against his. The way his strong arms could be so soft and gentle with their touch in one moment, and then turn controlling and dominate the next. It was maddening.

"Helping you relax, babe," Sasuke finally answered, soft lips massaging Naruto's.

The light ghost of a kiss had Naruto yearning for more. Rather than pulling away, like he should have, he leaned into it. His whole body grew warm and relaxed as their lips moved in perfect sync rhythmically, like the perfect tango partners. The kiss remained light and sweet. Seductive and teasing. Barely there, yet hardly forgettable. The heat between them was palatable.

"You taste so sweet," Sasuke groaned, his hands slipping down Naruto's back, underneath the waistband of his pants and underwear, then between his two mounds. "You always do."

Naruto hummed in response, lost in the man's expert touch. Expert kiss. He wasn't sure how this kept on happening to him, or why he allowed it, but he did. And in some small, twisted way he was glad for it, because it felt fucking amazing. Even if the rest of the world thought it was wrong it was still intoxicating. One thing was for certain, his brother certainly knew how to kiss…and fuck.

Beads of pre-cum coated his underwear as the man circled his fingers in and around his hole. "This won't hurt," Sasuke said softly before pushing in the two cold metal balls, one after another.

Naruto held his breath as braced for a painful entrance, but it never happened. Relieved, he exhaled shakily. There was no pain. In fact, he didn't feel much of anything. The balls were large enough to stretch his asshole and stay inside him without him having to clench his cheeks together to keep them from falling out, but they weren't big enough to cause discomfort. There was a pleasant fullness inside him, similar to the small butt plug he reluctantly wore last night, but that was all.

Sasuke took a step back and gave him a once over. "How does that feel?"

Naruto frowned in confusion. The balls felt strange and heavy inside of him. They were not uncomfortable, but they weren't very pleasurable either. So why would Sasuke use them and not something more effective when the stakes were so high?

What was he thinking?

"Fine," Naruto's frown turned into a triumphant grin, although he didn't quite feel as confident as he portrayed. "But I thought you'd at least give me a challenge."

"Hmm…I forgot something," he remembered. "Give me one sec." Fuck. Why did he have to go and open his big fat mouth? Retracing his steps, Sasuke fished out another object from the secret sex drawer. Oh, great. Here it was, time for the real ultimate sex torture device. But instead of something sinister looking, the raven came back with a harmless silicone ring. Too big to fit on a finger, and yet too small for a wrist. "Here…put this on, unless you want my help with that too," he purred, tossing the ring towards Naruto.

Catching the rubbery circle, Naruto started down at it curiously.

"No! Eh, no. I can handle it," he said quickly. "Um, what's it for, teme?"

Sasuke ignored the nickname, "to place around the base of your cock, Naruto." Black eyes glimmered.

"I know that!" he lied. He had no clue. "I want to know whyyy you want me wearing this thing?"

"Simple." The man looked up at him and knowing smirk. "I don't want you to come. At least not until it's past midnight…unless, of course, you beg me for it. Then I'll be happy to lend a hand—or something bigger—if that's what you want." Sasuke's wicked looked smirk doubled in size, forming into something that resembled a half smile/snarl. "Now put it on and walk, Naruto," he ordered.

Anxiety curled in Naruto's stomach at the man's words. He sounded so sure of himself that Naruto's confidence took a dive. There was also something in his eyes that was unnerving as hell. But Naruto refused to back out now, so he slipped his hand down his pants, grabbed his dick, and rolled the damn cock ring on. It was easy enough to put on and took only a second. The adjustable hoop stayed in place, squeezing the base of his shaft, but not unbearably so. It felt tingly and tight and slightly uncomfortable, similar to having a blood pressure test on the arm.

Naruto looked up when he was done.

He still wasn't sure what the big deal was.

Or why Sasuke was looking at him that way…

He shrugged blandly and took a several steps forward. The balls rolled inside him and clinked together.

Zing!

Oh, shit.

The moment they touched, they vibrated for just a second, turning his insides to jelly. Naruto took a few more steps, gasped and clenched his thighs together again in surprise. It was like and electric shock straight on his prostrate, shooting pleasure up his spine, down his legs, and through his groin. Naruto's legs wobbled as he made his way over to the bed where his overnight bag sat, then reached out to grab the nightstand table to regain his balance. Sasuke chuckled behind him as if he knew exactly what was making him gasp and stumble around like a buffoon. Prick!

How the fuck was he going to make it a whole day with these things inside him?

Naruto glared at him then stubbornly turned his back and walked across the room, desperately trying to walk normally and failing miserably. The dozen or so steps it took to walk across the room was torturous. The motherfucking balls rolled and vibrated with every step, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body with every clink.

Zing, zing, zing!

Fuuuck!

He finally made it to the bathroom before he collapsed and fell forward. Legs trembling so bad he had to grip the edge of the sink for dear life. Every time the balls clashed together, the vibrations were enough to make his teeth chatter. Although, when he stood still there was no stimulation coming from them. So maybe it wouldn't be too bad. And maybe his body would get used to the feeling after a while, he told himself. Most likely after all his nerves were fried to hell and back. He would just have to stand very still during this vacation. Hopefully find a nice place to sit or lie while his dads' explored the Japanese temple or whatever an onsen was.

Yeah, that'll work.

After taking a moment to compose himself, Naruto gingerly gathered up all the necessary toiletries for the trip, careful not to roll the balls around. But keeping the metal balls from moving around inside of him proved to be an impossible feat. They rolled this way and that, the vibration starting and stopping and tormenting his prostate. His breath came in quiet gasps, nipples growing hard and receptive beneath his shirt, and his cock tented the front of his sweats like a goddamn flagpole. The blood trapped within his shaft from the ring caused his erection to become oversensitive. When he finally finished packing his bag, Naruto's breathing was harsh, his eyes glazed over with lust. Never in his life had he felt hornier. Like he had just popped a bunch of E and was about to have the night of his life. And it's only been five minutes…

"You feelin all right, Naru?" His brothers muffled voice came from the closet. No. No he wasn't feeling fucking all right. But thanks for askin anyways, asshole! "I'm almost done packing. Here, I'll let you borrow these," Sasuke said before tossing a piece of cloth at him.

What, another party favor? No fucking thanks.

A pair of small black briefs flew across the room and landed on his shoulder. Naruto inspected them carefully. Did they vibrate or something? Or was Sasuke just being extra pervy, possessive asshole that wanted to watch him put his undies on? Naruto couldn't decide which was worse.

"Um, no…just no. I got my own underwear, thanks," Naruto said, stretching the tight elastic material in front of his face. "Besides, these don't look like they'll fit. There way too small."

Sasuke poked his head out. "Those are suppression briefs. They'll hide your boner, trust me…they work. Take them if you don't want to have an awkward encounter with Iruka during the trip."

Naruto felt his face heating up. Hiding his reaction—and the boner—he turned away, clasping the black fabric closely to his chest. Only when Sasuke turned away did he dare change into them quickly along with his day clothes, hissing when his erection brushed against fabric or when the balls vibrated.

"Are you guy's almost ready?" Iruka urged, his voice carrying through the door. "We've got a long drive ahead of us and I wanted to check out the cute little town in the area before we check in at the hotel."

"Yes!" and, "in a minute," they replied in unison.

Naruto growled at nothing, dreading the idea of going on a family vacation with fucking orgasm balls inside of him.

It was going to be a long day…

A/N: Let me know if I'm completely butchering Sasuke's character by giving him so much personality. He's kinda all over the place. But what can I say? He's a complicated dude with a shit ton of issues. Same can be said with Naruto and Gaara. It's not my fault Kishimoto fucked up their childhoods, damn it!

Either way, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Up next is an awkward and frustrating family trip for Naruto.

I can't seem to stop torturing the poor thing…

Someone please stop me!