Bestfriends Chapter 4

School was completely and utterly boring compared to my weekend with Sasuke. Whenever I got bored, I always caught myself thinking about my weekend, and too many times I found that I was thinking about the times he was wet and shirtless in front of me. Every time I caught myself, a hard blush came over my face,. And once in second hour, Sasuke noticed and looked over at me. I looked away from him quickly covering my red face, and I swear I saw him smirk at me, not surprising i guess, but it seemed like that one had a different connotation to it.

The school day passed by quickly and at no time during the day did I once talk to Sasuke. I was actually avoiding him, if anything. I honestly didn't want to talk to him, an entire weekend with him, that was extremely awkward so many times made me need some space from him. The last bell rang and I was on my way out of the building to get my swim bag when Sasuke came up to me.

"Hey'" he said.

"What's up teme?" I asked.

"How's the head feeling? I saw you pretty red today and was wondering if it was from the concussion or.."

"Oh, yeah. I.. uh, was just lightheaded is all. Must've been from the concussion." I covered.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to chill tonight at all, that new japanese project was kind of confusing and I was hoping you'd help me with it?" He asked.

"Yeah no problem teme! As long as you help me with everything else, you're way better at everything else except japanese. I actually have swim practice right now so I'll come over sometime tonight alright?" I said.

"Yeah that works great. Hn and I could help you with everything.."

"What'd you say?" I asked. He started mumbling towards the end and I didn't quite catch what he said.

"Nevermind, just thinking out loud! See you tonight dobe." And with that he walked off, probably towards his own car.

"Alright bye teme!" I shouted to him before he got out of range. He kept walking forward but waved his hand as a sign of his acknowledgement. I grabbed my swim bag and headed to practice. During practice I could only think about Sasuke. I tried to avoid him today, but when he talked to me, it was like nothing weird ever happened between us. And I didn't even mind hanging out with him, I liked chilling with him. It's just that he was really confusing sometimes.

Practice dragged on at the pace of a snail. Every set seemed to either go by too fast, with no actual passage of time. Or it was a really long set, that didn't take up enough of practice. Finally though coach K dismissed us and I drove home.

I got home at about five thirty I showered and ate and by seven I grabbed my backpack and was on my way to Sasuke apartment. I knocked on the door, and once again a shirtless, but dry, Sasuke opened the door. Did the man ever wear a shirt? And why did I voluntarily put myself through this? I could have said no. But I guess I didn't really mind it.

"Oh my god teme, do you even wear clothes when you're at home?" I asked, pushing his body out of my way as I walked inside.

"Not really, I just knew you were coming over so I thought I should put some clothes on." I raised an eyebrow at him and rolled my eyes, quickly looking away from him to cover my blush. Why was I even blushing? What did this kid do to me, honestly?

"Good to know that I should never come here by surprise, unless I wanted to see a naked Sasuke." I jokingly said.

"Very true." He confirmed my joke. I awkwardly set my backpack down and sat on the couch. Sasuke grabbed some waters out of the fridge and sat down on the couch next to me. Still naked from the hips up.

"Uh.. Sasuke?" I asked.

He turned to me and places a hand on the couch and supported his weight on it, making his muscles everywhere clench, "What?"

"... Never mind." I said, drinking in his sight. He smiled at me and and said okay. And we started our homework.

An hour in we had finished japanese and Sasuke was now struggling to teach me math, probably struggling more than I was trying to learn it. I was just sitting on the couch, while Sasuke was lying on his stomach with his legs reaching over the edge of the couch, "Sasuke! Come here! I understand how to do the derivative but how do I apply it? Like I have y=x^7 and I need to find the derivative, easy that 7x^6. But then I need to find the integral of x^6 dx. I don't understand (Seriously this is one of my math problems and if anyone feels like explaining in a review, that'd be cool). Sasuke then army crawled on his elbows to where his head was right below me in my lap, looking down at the problem. He reached his hand with his pen over and started explaining. Honestly I wasn't getting any of what he said, I probably needed to go back and watch the tutorial on Integrals, damn Calculus was hard... and it was even harder with Sasuke like this. He still hadn't put a shirt on and with him practically lying on my lap, it was just a little difficult to follow him. My eyes trailed to his back, watching all the muscles move as his arm hand wrote on my paper. His shoulder blades were like plates, but they were like porcelain plates. His skin was so nice, it was perfectly pale to fit his personality. And the way his shoulders were slightly broad but his waist was still tiny, and the prominence of the line that went down the middle of his back almost was so sexy. And he also had a nice butt wow... I almost wanted to touch him. I wanted to touch his porcelain skin, his muscular back.

And almost unconsciously, I reached out and put my hand on his back and starting rubbing my hand on him. His skin was as smooth as it looked, it felt better than it looked actually. I could feel the muscles tense as I touched him and that pulled me out of my dream

"N-naruto?"He asked, his voice cracking.

"Oh sorry, I just must have tuned out there for a moment, sorry." I said pulling my hand away from his perfect skin.

"Well I never said i didn't mind it. How about for my helping you with math, you give me a massage while we're at it." He said, and I lit up when he said that, blushing deeply.

"But teme, I helped you with Japanese! I don't own you a massage!" I fought.

"Uh Naruto, you're an idiot. It was a lot easier for you to help me with Japanese, than it is to help your hopeless ass at Calculus!" He argued. And he wasn't wrong, "I'm not going to help you anymore until I get my back massage." He folded his arms, stuffing them under his body and between the couch.

"But teme..." Trying to complain my way out of the massage.

"Nope, you're the one that put your hand on my back, and now you gotta give me a massage or you can fail math for all I care."

"You're the one that isn't wearing a shirt! this wouldn't even be a problem if you wore some fucking clothes every once in awhile!" I yelled at him.

"Hn, you're at my place, you're lucky I'm wearing anything at all!" He was right, I guess. At least he's wearing pants. From what it sounds like, he doesn't wear a lot when he's home.

"Are you serious about this? Do I really have to?" I whined.

"Yes, I'm serious. Now massage first and math second." He demanded.

"Oh my god, you are so difficult sometimes!" But I gave in and put my hand back onto his perfect skin and started rubbing his his shoulders.

"I know I'm difficult, dobe. Now how about a not shitty massage, come on put some effort into it or else no help!" He demanded. I swear this was downright cruel and unusual punishment. I got out from under Sasuke, his head was still laying in my lap and stood up in front of the laying Uchiha. I didn't know how to really position this. So I just knelt down and placed my hand on his back.

"Uh no Naruto, this feels weird, just get on top of me and do it there." My face went dark red when he said that, if I took that sentence out of context it would've meant much differently than it did now. But I did as I was told and straddled him and again started to massage him.

I started by kneading his shoulders and could feel so many knots in him. No wonder he was always so sour, his body was always tense. I worked each and every one of them out though, which elicited several moans from Sasuke.

"Mmmhhmm Naruto that feels great," He moaned as I finished with his upper shoulders and started working on the outsides of his shoulder blades. Every time he moaned, I could feel my face get hotter and hotter. It was just so sexy to hear him sound like that.. wait, damn! Why did I always find myself thinking about this? Didn't I think his body was sexy earlier? What? Why would I think that, my mind must have been clouded or something. But my ass was sitting on his, and it felt so good... No Naruto! I thought, this is all so weird calm down and control yourself!

During my mantra, Sasuke started moaning and purring more and more as I worked my way down his back. Which was not helping my situation. I needed to scoot down his body if I wanted to get the last bit of his back. So I scooted myself down on his legs, and I might have as well killed myself right then and there.

I scooted myself so that his butt was between my spread legs and I could feel myself press up against his butt. I tried not to make a big deal about it, but it was hard to concentrate on the massage when I was put in this kind of situation. His moans continued to increase when I worked his lower back which only made everything worse for me. I made sure to finished up the last part of his massage quickly and hopped up from the couch, trying to distance myself from his ass as much as possible.

"Mmh thanks Naruto. Now see that wasn't so bad, was it?" He asked turning around to face my blush covered face. He smirked a little bit, before getting up himself and heading to the kitchen, "You want anything to eat? I have grilled chicken, ramen-"

"Ramen?" I asked. Bringing me out of my embarrassment at the sound of my favorite food.

"Oh yeah, that's right you're obsessed with ramen."

"Yeah, I'm not even going to deny that." I said, laughing and walking over to Sasuke and my ramen.

"I just need to fill it with some water and cook it." He said, turning on the faucet and waiting for the water to heat up.

"Ha, no problem. Thanks!" I said appreciatively.

"The least I can do for that great massage. I feel liberated, that was honestly amazing." At least one of us enjoyed it, I thought. Another minute later and I had my ramen. We worked our way back over to the couch, and I set the ramen on the arm of the couch to cool.

"So can you actually help me with integrals now? And make sure not to speak alien when you're teaching cause last time I didn't understand a word you were saying" I admitted.

"That's only because you were distracted by me," I blushed again and felt my face get extremely hot, "but I know, I am very distracting. But you actually need to know this, so let's actually work." I decided to ignore the part about him being distracting because if I thought about it anymore, I know I'd get distracted again. But I'd never admit that to myself.

Sasuke started explaining how to find integrals of functions, and I was trying to listen but I was getting pretty tired. I yawned and nodded my head little. It was suddenly becoming really hard to listen to Sasuke.

"Are you even listening doebe?" He asked me, looking over and noticing my sleepy state, "You're tired already? It's only ten thirty!"

"Shut up teme, I don't usually stay up late! Besides, we barely got any sleep over the weekend. I almost fell asleep in like all of my classes today. Can I just take a little nap for fifteen minutes?"

"No dobe! You have to learn this, you weren't tired ten minutes ago!" he said, trying to wake me up with words. It was not working, "Well fine, I guess I'll have to take extreme measures." And he suddenly lunged at me, running his hands all over my chest. Tickling every part they ran over. I spazzed back and was dying from laughter. Damn, he was an expert tickler. He knew exactly where and how to run his hands to elicit the most screams from me. He eventually worked his way to my most ticklish spot, my underarms. And I completely lost it, I rocked violently back and spilled my cup ramen all over the couch and onto me. I fell back and Sasuke fell on top of me. His hands slipped under my body and he was trapped on top of me. I could feel the warm water of the ramen run down my neck and everywhere, it smelled so good I just wanted to taste it. I looked up from the mess I had made and saw Sasuke staring back at me. He had a devilish grin on his face, somewhere between a smile and a smirk. I didn't have much else anywhere to look. I ended up settling with looking to the side, and that's when I felt a warm wet tongue run up my neck, tasting the ramen that ran its way down my neck.

"A-ahh mmhhhmm." I moaned at the feeling of Sasuke's tongue on my neck. I opened my neck up to him more and he continued to lick the ramen broth off my neck. I felt him roll his body into mine and that's when I realized what was happening to me. I tried to push Sasuke off of me but his hands were still snaked underneath me, and he didn't stop licking my neck. He caused me to moan out again and I tried to struggle against him but it wasn't working. He was holding me down with his body weight.

"Hnng S-sas-sasuke s-stop!" I tried pushing him off of me and squirming my way out from underneath him. It was no use though, he was too determined to let me go. He started to suck on my neck now and I moaned deeply into it.

"Ah! Sasuke, mhhmm. Wait, Sasuke no! Stop please I don't want this! Please stop!" My pleads finally got to him, and he took his delicious mouth off of me and looked down at me concerned. I wriggled my way out from underneath the god, he didn't attempt to hold me down anymore, he just didn't make it easy for me to get out. eventually got out from his hold and stood up, blushing and incredibly embarrassed, "I uhh, I-I uh have to g-go." And with that I left, sprinting for the door. I ran all the way to my apartment, before I realized I forgot my backpack.

"Fuck!" I yelled at my stupidity. How could I forget that? I can't go back there no for it. What am I going to do? I still had homework I needed to do. Ugh what the fuck was happening to me? Did any of that actually just happen or was my mind mistaking me? Was it all just a dream? I closed my eyes and pinched myself silently praying that I would wake up in bed after a dream. Sadly, when I opened my eyes I was still on the ground in the entryway, up against my door.

Ugh what even happened to me? I swear I had made it up in my head, I mean the thought of sasuke actually doing that to me was ridiculous, but it was real. There was no doubting it now, that he didn't do that to me. But fuck, I did not want to go back there for my backpack. I decided I'd just let Sasuke deal with it, he'd bring it to me during school probably, hopefully. I crawled my way to my bed and got under the covers. Leaving all the my responsibilities I had until later. I set my alarm for midnight. I just wanted to take a nap for a while, and when I woke up at midnight, I'd be refreshed and would deal with everything later. Sleeping was surprisingly not that difficult either, I fell asleep quickly after I got into bed.

My alarm went off and I knew I shouldn't just ignore it and go back to bed, I still had to take a shower and do the homework that I could without my backpack. I slowly made my way out of my bed and managed to get myself to the shower. I turned on the water and sat and laid in the shower until my fingertips were pruny. I only got out of the shower because the water started to get too cold for me, I probably would've stayed there all night if the water stayed warm. I turned the cold water off thought, got out and wrapped a towel around my waist. I went to my bedroom and grabbed my laptop off my dresser and sat at my island table and started to do the Economics paper our teacher introduced us to today.

II was typing mindlessly, my fingers were typing words but my mind was thinking about what happened several hours ago, in Sasuke's apartment. It was difficult to concentrate on anything except his arm tongue on my neck. He was so distracting, even when I wasn't with him! Why was I even thinking about this? I mean, there has to be a rational explanation as to why he did that. I mean, the ramen did smell good and his hands were unable to move, so maybe he just really wanted to try the ramen and didn't care that it was on my neck? It sounded like a shit excuse, but my mind tricked me into believing it anyways.

The next time I looked at the time in the bottom right hand corner of my screen, it was already 2:30. I had literally been spaced out, thinking about Sasuke for an hour and a half while writing this crappy paper. I reread what I typed and saw that some of my thoughts transferred on to the paper. I wrote an entire paragraph about what happened with Sasuke.

...Macroeconomics is the study of economics as a whole in, looking at the bigger picture.

Sasuke tickled me because I was being so difficult, being all sleepy and what not. He attacked me with his hands, but really I wanted his hands somewhere else on my body. When I fell back and the ramen juice spilt all over me and Sasuke fell on top of me, I wanted him to touch me. I liked the feeling of his shirtless body on top of me and I wanted to roam my hands on parts of his body, that wasn't his back. Then Sasuke licked my neck, licking the ramen juice off of me. It was incredibly sexy, he had me moaning so quickly. I wanted him to lick somewhere else though. The feeling of his tongue on my neck was so hot. Sasuke started to grind his hips into me and it was incredible. He was so sexy and I wanted him so bad, I wanted him to touch me so bad, more than I've wanted anyone. II wanted to know what he felt like, I wonder what he looked like naked? Probably extremely sexy. I remember staring at his hard nipple, I wanted to take it into my mouth and bite down on it. I wanted to hear the kinds of noises Sasuke would make if I did that to him.

The effect of monetary policies such as the Federal Reserve Regulations had on the government at that time was reassuring to the American people directly after the Great Depression...

What the fuck? I reread it multiple times, making sure that those words actually came from me. What was I thinking? I didn't want any of that! How did I space out like that, and type such nonsense. None of it was true. I deleted the paragraph and realised that I needed my backpack for the part of the paper I was at. I figured Sasuke would probably be asleep by now and wondered if Sasuke's apartment was unlocked. I mean one time when I went over, it was unlocked but I didn't know so I just knocked anyways. But sasuke lter told me that he usually doesn't lock it. I tested my luck and headed down to his apartment.

I made my way down to his apartment with my phone, in case I needed my flashlight to see into his apartment. Surely enough, the apartment was unlocked. I cautiously opened the the door, and peeked in. It was dark, and thankfully his door and floors weren't creaky. I tiptoed inside and shut the door, but not fully, just enough that light from the hall didn't shine in too much. I walked inside, not being able to see more than three feet in front of me. I eventually ran into the couch, where the disgusting licking had occurred earlier, felt for my backpack on the ground and swung it over my shoulders.

"Ah! Mmmmhh, Naruto yes right there. Ah, ah yes! Please more Naruto."

What the fuck? For the second time in a half an hour I was completely stunned. Sasuke was making noises from his room. And he was saying my name? Why? His cries drew me towards his room and I found myself with my ear up against the door.

"Fuck yes, please Naruto I need you to ah, to fuck me harder! Ugh yes, hnnng, god fuck my ass harder please pleasure me! I need your cock in me please make me cum! Yes! Oh fuck mmmmhhhmm, ah! Naruto yes!"

I could hear his breathing get faster and he started panting harder. I pushed my ear against the door a little more and the door creaked open slightly. Shit! I was dead, I thought. But it seemed like Sasuke didn't notice, I guess he was a little too preoccupied. Curiosity came over me though and I peered my eye through the crack in the door. It was dark, but the moonlight coming in through the windows illuminated the room and I saw Sasuke bent over with his ass in the air and face pushed into the bed. He was fucking himself with a dildo.

"Ah please Naruto! Faster ugh hnng!" He moaned, and slowly pushed the dildo into him. He took his cock into his hands and started pumping his impressive girth. He started to moan faster and louder and it seemed like he was close to the edge. He pumped the dildo into him faster and harder, screaming when he engulfed it fully. I was too surprised to look away, and continued to watch him fuck himself. He screamed one last time, pushing the dildo into his ass one more time and he screamed as he released his orgasm onto the bed. He pumped himself dry and fell onto the bed, into the sticky mess he made because of me.

I looked away as he fell to the bed and gasped. I darted out of there as fast as I could without making too much noise. I quietly but quickly shut the door, and for the second time that night, I sprinted to my room. I ran for my bed and pulled the covers up over my head, trying to block out what i just witnessed. Although the thoughts couldn't penetrated the covers covering me, but that didn't stop the pictures in my head overwhelming my brain. All I could picture was Sasuke moaning my name and spewing cum all over his bed. I let out a little moan of my own, thinking about what I saw, and I could feel my own cock twitch a little with the thought of me doing that to him.

"Ugh! No Uzumaki!" I yelled, jumping out of bed and grabbing my backpack and running to my computer to finish my essay. I refused to let my thoughts wonder. And by four in the morning I had the best first half of an essay I've ever written. My refusal to let my thoughts wander helped me concentrate and write a great essay about Macroeconomics. Eventually my eyes started to droop and before I even knew what was happening, I fell asleep on the keyboard of my laptop.