A/N: Well, here's the third chapter! Hope you guys enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto characters.

Warning: Yaoi (gay love), crude language, explicit sexual content,

Rated: NC-17

Pairing: Minato Namikaze &Naruto Uzumaki

Summary: Missions with his pubescent father were always a disaster. Who would have thought it was all because of jealousy and hormonal confusion?

Rumor Has It

III/V

How did it come to this?

His access saliva was abnormally thick as he swallowed it down, also trying to gulp the harrowing globule of utter disbelief along with it. But it was proving to be a difficult feat, something near impossible with Minato's – his father's – apparent arousal so achingly hard and so intimately pressed against the small of his back, serving as a constant reminder that shit had officially hit the fan.

"H-Hey- what is…what are you-" he couldn't form the correct words despite himself. There was no coherent thought going through his mind that didn't end in-

whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck-

Naruto was nearing a complete brain shutdown. His body quivered under the strain of trying to comprehend that there was indeed a phallus stabbing at his back and it might as well have been a sword because the sheer mental deliria he was going through made his head feel like a shit ton of bricks had landed on him with no remorse. He didn't dare look back, simply staying there on his hands and knees as still as a rock.

There was sudden movement from above and a prodigious warmness flooded his back when a firm chest pressed up against it. A sculpted chin dug against his shoulder and feathery soft lips, just the slightest bit moist, flitted across his ear.

"Do you feel it?"

An unbidden shiver ran up along his body, increasing his distressing consternation, the pounding of his heart hammering against his ribcage, threatening to jump out. The husky timbre of Minato's voice was only but a whisper against the dripdripdripping of a solitary, broken faucet, the sound reverberating in his mind like a steady drumbeat. It sent shivers up his spine and tingles flared from his fingertips all the way to the tips of his toes, and he blamed the heat of the fog for his likely rubicund complexion.

Feel what exactly? He questioned to himself with a furrow of his eyebrows. Feel Minato's excitement pressed firmly against his back, slipping lower and lower by the second? Feel the warm gobbets of pre-cum smear against his skin like a marking of territory?

Yeah, he most definitely felt it.

But, for some unfathomable reason, he knew that wasn't what Minato was referring to.

When he spoke, it was tremulous and thickened with a disconcerting anxiety of what the answer might be. "Feel…w-what?"

A chuckle rumbled against the space between his shoulder blades and Minato's lips disappeared from his ear, trailing softly, faintly down the nape of his neck onto a bare shoulder. Hands that had remained foreign until then were suddenly sliding along Naruto's sides and he gasped, squirming immediately under those fingers that tickled his flesh in such a sinful manner.

The hardened callouses of Minato's hands brushed unexpectedly across his pert, dusky-brown nipples. One remained, while the other trailed further up, up, up until-

"Kh-ahh…" the hand stopped just above his heart, fingernails biting harshly against the flesh and bone of his collar.

What had been immersed in the midst of his echoing panic and nonplussed horror were the vestiges of a momentarily vanished poignancy throbbing in the deepest chamber of his person beating harsher than ever before.

Foreign, yet so imperiously fortifying in its presence, warm chakra inundated his system. It paved twisting trails of red-hot energy into him, pumping into his blood and seeping into his marrow. Without respite, it circulated in that spot. That specific area in his chest he'd tried so hard to obliviously forget was so painstakingly tender with hollowness that it left him gasping for sweet air.

"You idiot," Minato's breath washed over the curvature of his back and he wasn't even aware of exactly when he had arched it in an impassioned corporeal reaction, "all this time…leaving me to think that it was just me."

The towel – the only barrier against Minato's heavy arousal and his backside, the only thing keeping him from hyperventilating and possibly screaming rape – loosened and dropped onto the back of his knees.

And God Minato, the bastard, was fucking quick to replace it with his hardened cock, rubbing it earnestly against the crease in between his ass cheeks and smearing his premature essence around the puckered hole of his entrance. The fleshy head of Minato's cock nudged against it and Naruto's shocked reverie shattered.

"RA-!"

A hand shot forth and clamped over his mouth, pushing him back against Minato's lean and muscled and oh so very naked body, cradling him against that warm and firm physique so perfectly like it was the most natural thing in the world when it wasn't and that infuriating cock was fit snugly into the crevice of his ass, poking against the spot where sack met skin.

Without warning and without substantial reason (at least by his standards), his own flaccid cock began to rise, just as angry and just as ready for release from the only person he unconsciously knew could bring out of him.

A domineering smirk crossed Minato's lips and Naruto could feel it stretch as wide as any conniving smirk could go.

"Do you feel it now?" A strong arm encircled his waist and he was being hoisted from the ground and into the air, his startled yelp muffled by the palm pressed against his lips. "It's less prominent, but soon, it will be filled. Just like you will be."

Another arm wound around the back of his knees, lifting his legs and bending him in a way where his knobby knees touched his shoulders while his ass was out for display for anyone unfortunate enough to walk in at that moment. However, much to his relief and impending horror, Minato was quick on his feet and in no time they were in Naruto's quarters, the solitary thump of the rice paper door sliding shut and the creaking of a door being opened. The clicking lock resounded his sealed fate.

"I wonder," Minato breathed into his ear as they neared the bed and Naruto squirmed restlessly, trying in vain to release his squished arms out from his pressed legs, "what Fugaku does to have you dream so lewdly?"

And without so much as a warning, he was flung onto the futon with uncaring strength, the anger clear in the way Minato's hands had clutched him in a bruising grip for a split moment, the near growl huffing wetly in his ear.

He yelped, the predatory glower directed at him causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand erect, his ninja instincts screaming at him to run, escape, leave, flee for Kami's sake this is his father-

But before he could even get a hold of his equilibrium the sheets were flung from him and a hard, firm body was pressed flush against him from behind, pressing him securely into the futon while calloused hands wrapped around his wrists and jerked them up over his head.

Knees pushed unyieldingly against his thighs, spreading his legs in such an obscene manner that had his face resembling that of a ripe cherry.

HolyfuckHolyfuckNarutowhathaveyougottenyourselfintothistimeHolyfuck-

"Let me go! This shouldn't be happening!" Naruto cried, heart racing and beating against his ribcage like a caged animal. He felt hot to the touch, scorching even, and he pondered why Minato wasn't burning himself being so intimately pressed against him. His mind was fuzzy, addled with nuanced emotions of confusion, helplessness, anger and…and…

Hot lips attacked the juncture where shoulder met neck with an insatiable hunger and the breath left Naruto's lips, his body seizing almost immediately from such a sensitive stimulation that he was left panting for air, heat flaring under his flesh and tingling his senses.

Minato suckled on the spot, laving over the expanse of delicious skin with his tongue, tasting the herbal water that still clung onto Naruto's body, and then nipped at it, eliciting a delicious moan from the man squirming fruitlessly beneath him.

"S-Stop…" Naruto protested breathlessly, all senses other than just feeling escaping him but his thoughts were still telling him to run away, albeit more muffled than before.

"This…this can't be happening. This is wrong!" he thrashed his head about, dislodging the lips from scouring his neck further.

"Minato…please!"

The hand around his wrist tightened painfully slow, a barely audible whimper escaping him as a low and dangerous growl sounded beside his head. "Why?" Minato spat, his body lowered and Naruto felt his cock slide along the curve of his plump backside.

There were a multitude of reasons that Naruto could immediately name off the top of his head, really. Minato being his future father was at the pinnacle of this seemingly infinite list, but as it was, there was no way he could directly voice this little fact – a fact that could very well be destroyed in a matter of moments if he didn't stop this now.

Turning his head, he glared a sole eye hovering above him, "Because I said so, dammit!"

"I'm acknowledging you, Naruto." He responded lowly, confusion lacing through his words. "Isn't this that what you wanted?" Minato snapped, eyes searching and earnest and Naruto swallowed, the force of his own words hitting him like a slap to the face.

"Not…not like this…" God, could he sound any more like a fucking woman? Naruto berated his girlish ideals, mentally rolling his eyes at his own femininity.

"Then how? Because frankly, this is what I've been wanting to do to you since the first time I saw you, Na-ru-to." his voice was husky and rich with seductive appeal, the kind that had excited shivers racing up Naruto's spine.

"W-Wait…wha?"

There was no time to respond apparently, because Minato was so desperate to connect further than they already were.

"Mmf!"

Kissing…felt different than he expected it to feel. Or maybe kissing Minato was just supposed to elicit an explosive sensation? Accidently kissing Sasuke had never caused him to feel so…so euphoric. Perhaps this is what Jiraiya meant by something being 'sinfully good'.

A tongue was forced down his throat, one that he welcomed by rubbing his own against it in a small battle for dominance. Small beads of tears were squeezed out as he scrunched his eyes. The last vestiges of restraint left his body as he gave into the sensations that were being ripped out of him despite his fortitude.

Fingers snaked their way into his tousled hair, gripping blonde spikes in a way that made his scalp throb along with his apparent arousal. Saliva was exchanged and Naruto couldn't help but label the taste of Minato as a subtle one, with an aftertaste that left him wanting to identify it more thoroughly.

His lips were soft and it came as a surprise to Naruto with how much vitriol escaped them during his presence. He half expected them to be thin and hard, to match Minato's austerity. It was certainly a marvel to discover their welcoming warmth and masterful techniques, which, embarrassingly enough, left him yearning for more.

The both of them were trying desperately to meld their lips together further the more their arousals grew. Saliva dribbled down Naruto's chin and he found equanimity in wrapping his arms around Minato's neck, pulling his body to meet the broader one above him.

Nipples brushed against each other, gasps escaped from their lip-lock, and their nerves felt like there was no end to this electricity of sensations.

If not for their need for oxygen Naruto was sure they would have never separated.

"Haaah…" he was gasping for air to fill his abused lungs as he let himself fall onto the sheets below. Naruto's skin was burning to the third degree and not even the cool sheets from below could alleviate him. His muscles twitched from exhaustion and he felt mentally exhausted, overwhelmed with all these new experiences and mind-numbing sensations.

Minato watched him intently from above. His hands were placed on either side of Naruto's head, his gaze never wavering for a second. It was mesmerizing to see this side of the younger man. His usually bright eyes had glossed over and turned so dark with lust they almost seemed violet in the darkness of the room. The moon was the only spectator to lay witness to their desires, its luminescence casting their bodies in a silver light.

Their bodies glistened with sweat, two different shades of golden hair slicking against heated skin.

Silence stretched between them after their recovery but their heat did not settle.

Minato was the first to pounce.

Lips melded once more in frenzied passion, this time with curious hands crossing landscapes of foreign skin. Naruto cried out into the mouth practically trying to swallow him whole as fingers tweaked his nipples, trailing lower to caress his sides like an expensive fabric.

They shifted in their positions and their shafts brushed against each other in such a way that Minato groaned heavily into his mouth. Naruto's toes curled, eyes widening and rolling into the back of his head in rapture. His heart pulsated a sharp staccato in his ears, all other senses but one momentarily paused as he took in the complete ecstasy that tingled throughout him.

Their bodies shivered in unison.

Minato slowly brought his knees up and settled them under Naruto's thighs, wrapping his arms securely around the other man's body to hold him still as he took the opportunity to align their hips and-

"Aaaaaah!"

Naruto had pulled his head back, slamming it against the unwelcoming floor. It did nothing to lessen the pleasure of white-dots that settled across his vision however. Instinctually wrapping his legs around Minato's waist he effectively pulled them closer, rubbing their cocks earnestly together.

Precum dripped from the tip of Naruto's shaft, slickening the friction between their cocks. There was a fire in them, burning a path through their veins and scorching their blood. Sweat trickled down their bodies as they rutted against each other.

Naruto's thighs were hugging Minato so tightly he felt blissful in their embrace. Fingernails were digging into his shoulder blades and hot puffs of breath hit his neck as Naruto tried desperately to silence his moans. They were so in sync it was glorious.

"Naruto…" he groaned into his ear, giving the shell a sultry lick.

Naruto arched into him, face scrunched in pleasure. Minato thrust harder, one hand snaking its way between them to grab hold of their shafts. He gave them a tight squeeze and Naruto cried into his shoulder, biting the flesh where shoulder met neck.

He pumped in steady motion, his grip firm and rough against the sensitive skin of their cocks. The tips of their cocks dribbled with salty beads of pre-cum, smoothening the transition.

"M-Minato…" Naruto whimpered, grinding against the hand as much as Minato's tightly wound arm allowed him. There was an all-consuming feeling building inside of him and it was sure to burst at any point in time.

Somehow, between Naruto's thrashing and Minato's grinding, their lips met once again. Naruto slithered a hand between them to wrap it alongside Minato's own, his thumb circling around the heads.

He felt Minato choke around his mouth at the sudden boldness, so he took the golden opportunity to sneak his tongue into the older man's moist cavern. The feeling in him coiled, the wet noises of their rutting arousing him further.

Minato caressed his tongue, twisting and winding around it almost playfully. His thrusts were becoming erratic and Naruto was on the verge of losing his sanity.

Suddenly, the hand holding him disappeared and he was pushed into the cold sheets. He hissed in displeasure at the sensation but it soon turned into a full out moan that embarrassed even himself.

Minato grabbed hold of his calves, pushing them forward as he leaned his body into Naruto's spread legs. Their cocks rubbed harshly together but that was all it took.

Naruto came with a cry and a shout of Minato's name, his warm essence splattering across his chest unapologetically. He'd never felt anything quite like it and it left him feeling almost vulnerable to have something so pleasurable be ripped from him without warning.

Minato gave three, four thrusts before doing just the same, the grip he had on Naruto's legs causing the skin to bruise as he lost himself in the rapture of his release. It spurt onto Naruto's stomach but he was too sated to care. He merely watched with lazy eyes as Minato's form slouched against him; the only thing keeping him from crushing Naruto under his weight was his own arm, which was growing shakier by the minute.

Their heavy breathing was the only thing that filled the air.

The last thing Naruto remembered before blacking out was Minato's sultry blue eyes gazing down at him and the deep, raucous, familiar laughter that echoed in his mind.

…

…

…

He was sore.

That was the first thing that came to his mind when he gained consciousness that morning.

Birds were chirping outside, the sound of rice paper doors opening, sliding, and shutting reached his ears, and the annoying, piercing sunlight that was coming in through the window of his room disgruntling him from opening his eyes.

He lay there for a few minutes, his mind a vacuity as it usually was when waking from a deep slumber.

Until a warmth he hadn't realized was wound around him moved just the slightest.

The scream that tore through the serenity of the morning was certainly one for the books.

There was harsh flinch of Minato flipping onto his knees, fists raised and ready to attack despite the grogginess in his eyes in which he couldn't tell a frog from a human.

"What happened!?" the screech tore through the vicinity, more than likely disturbing their hospitable hosts. Minato winced.

The more he thought about it and watched Naruto struggle with the beginnings of a panic attack, Minato couldn't really come up with a better answer than, "Calm down. We didn't have sex…not yet."

Which, in the long shot, probably wasn't the best thing he could have said to a hyperventilating teenager on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The expressions that crossed Naruto's face in that instant were an amalgamation of horror, embarrassment, guilt, and finally, anger.

Minato prepared himself. He expected fists, jutsus, knives, anything really, to be thrown his way without care. What he certainly didn't expect was to hear the loud thump that sounded in the room as a result of Naruto's limp body falling without preamble to the floor.

…

"I'm gonna kill you!" Naruto's body moved impetuously, expectant to meet fist with face but all he met with was empty air.

He blinked.

Well…

There was a rumble of dark laughter that came from beside him and Naruto stilled, only now realizing where exactly he was.

"Kurama!"

"Yes, gaki. I see you've gotten yourself into quite the trouble." The laughter didn't quell, only rose in its mocking nature and Naruto flushed in anger and embarrassment.

"Tell me what's going on!" he yelled, undeterred.

Nine red-golden tails swished behind the massive fox, the sadistic smile curving along his sharp teeth. Red eyes glittered in the darkness as they peered down at him.

"What ever do you mean?"

Naruto growled lowly, fists clenched at his sides. "You know exactly what I mean you damned fox!"

The demon shifted, his body shook the whole expanse of his prison. The growl that reverberated low in the fox's throat should have made him cower, but Naruto hardly moved a muscle. His face was set with his usual determinedness and nothing was going to daunt him.

"Tsk, ungrateful human. This is why you face the troubles you do."

Naruto crossed his arms impatiently, a single eyebrow rising in question. "What are you going on about?"

The fox smirked, resting its giant head on its arms. "You still haven't figured it out, have you? Clueless idiot. It isn't natural to have these desires toward your father, that much you've gathered I'm assuming."

He assented, stepping toward the large cage to sit by the opening.

"I'll put this into words even you can understand. Minato, your father, the same damned human that sealed me inside you, is being pulled by the chakra he and your godforsaken mother left behind inside you."

Naruto was left gaping and wide-eyed.

"I- you- what-…HUH?!"

The fox sighed, rolling its eyes at the imbecile that was his vessel. "Look, gaki, it's not that big of a deal. Just have sex with him and the chakra should exhaust itself after that. Last night managed to burn off almost half of it already." The demon leered down at his vessel, smirk full-blown and ready to eat the canary.

Naruto could do nothing else but choke on the acrimonious taste of the ugly truth.

"Good luck!"

A/N: Hey guys, long time now see…hehe. Please don't kill me. Hope you guys enjoyed!