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That stupid blond dipshit is going to pay.

Sasuke’s pissed. Shit-for-brains stole his field again. The football team loses half their games anyway! Why do they get to use the practice field over the soccer team if they can barely score a touchdown? At least half the trophies in the case are from the soccer team.

Their last soccer captain was a fucking pushover. Sasuke’s not going to let some meathead in pads tell him what to do. Sasuke is the captain now. They’re going to listen to him or there’ll be hell to pay.

He stood with his arms tightly crossed over his chest in the men’s locker room. “I don’t care if you won the goddamn Super Bowl, it’s our turn to use the field!” Sasuke flicked his hair from his eyes.

“You’re just jealous we’re on a winning streak!” Naruto, the football captain, held his orange helmet between gloved hands.

“Like I pay attention to your piece of shit football team,” Sasuke scoffed at the quarterback.

“How many games have you won this season, Uchiha?”

“Our season hasn’t started yet, dumbass.”

Naruto stalked closer to him. “Call me dumb one more fucking time Uchiha, see what happens.”

Sasuke could feel his hot breath on his face. He smirked up at the blond. “Or what, moron, what are you gonna do?” He got into Naruto’s personal space, shoving him back.

Naruto’s hand slammed into an orange locker next to them.

“Do it jackass, hit me.” Adrenaline swelled through Sasuke. What was he doing? Naruto had four inches on him and probably 30 pounds. “What are you scared of? Hit me!”

“Man, don’t do this…” one of the onlooking athletes, probably fucking Kiba, said.

“C’mon Naruto, you were so macho a second ago. What happened—“ a fist connected with Sasuke’s face. “That’s what I’m talking about!”

Sasuke swings back, hitting Naruto in the head. Sweaty football players whooped and soccer players gasp as Naruto grabbed Sasuke by the collar, slamming him into a locker. Naruto pulls back, winding up, to punch Sasuke square in the nose.

Sasuke’s nose made a sickening crunch as Naruto’s gloved hand connected. Sasuke swings his left hand into the side of Naruto’s head.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” The locker room door slammed open. “Are you out of your fucking minds?” Coach Kakashi and Coach Jiraiya struggle to separate the two of them.

Kakashi has his hand on Sasuke’s chest, trying to calm him down. Sasuke smiles as he spat blood at Naruto. Naruto surged forward before Jaraiya and one of the linebackers held him back.

“Oh, you’re fucking dead s’ke!” Jiraiya shoved Naruto back.

“C’mon hotshot, you two are going to the office.”

…

Tsunade pinched her nose. “What did you do?” She seethed.

“He just flew into the locker room, screeching about how the football team doesn’t deserve the field,” Naruto pouted.

“Not even! It’s our turn to use the field! We can’t keep doing warm-ups in the gym!”

“I—“

“Shut up, Uzumaki.” Tsunade glowered at them. “I don’t want to hear about any more fighting. Share the field.”

Sasuke smirked at Naruto. “Thank you, Tsunade-sama.”

“I mean it. If I hear anything about you two not playing nice you’re off the team.” She did the I’m-watching-you gesture at them. “Get out of my sight. Now.”

Sasuke strutted and Naruto sulked out of her office. They walked next to each other in tense silence. Naruto stopped just short of the locker room entrance.

“Look man, I’m sorry about your nose. Let me look at it.” Naruto’s blue eyes bore into Sasuke’s pitch black.

“Okay.”

Sasuke straddled one of the electric blue benches running the length of the row of lockers. Naruto gingerly touched his nose with a sterile cloth.

“It’s not broken.” Sasuke sighed. “And your nose ring is fine.”

“That’s good,” Sasuke smiled weakly.

Naruto studied his face. His face was so close to him, that Naruto looked like a cyclops.

“You know, you’re sort of beautiful, Sasuke.”

Sasuke laughed, “are you sure you don’t have a head injury?”

Naruto blushed. “Fuck you,” Sasuke cackled.

…

Naruto thought for a split second he was going to kiss Sasuke. What the fuck was wrong with him? Sasuke’s a dude. Sure his face is weirdly feminine and he wore his hair long—he wondered how that fluffy black hair would feel between his fingers as Naruto—Ugh!

Naruto wasn’t gay. He loved women. Loved fucking them. Loved their soft bodies and loved pussy.

He’s just confused because of Sasuke’s stupid long hair. That beautiful black hair with streaks of blue and those weird striped white pieces. He wanted to brush the bangs obscuring Sasuke’s left eye out of his face. Yup. Definitely just the hair.

He was supposed to be throwing balls into nets several yards away but he found himself a little… distracted.

See, Sasuke was running drills on the other half of the field. His long dark hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of his head. He watched in fascination as the dark ponytail bobbed as Sasuke changed directions quickly.

Sasuke turned to look at him. He vaguely heard one of his teammates call out “duck!” Before Naruto could process who he was talking to, a football smashed into his chest.

…

Suigetsu cackled “you’ve got a stalker man.”

Sasuke turned around just in time to see Naruto get hit in the chest by a stray football.

He chuckled as Naruto doubled over in the grass.

“What’s that about?” Suigetsu wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“I don’t know what his problem is,” Sasuke kicked the ball he’d been dribbling into the goal.

“I think he likeeeeeeees you!” Suigetsu kicked his ball into the goal.

“Shut up man.” Sasuke flushed. “He’s totally straight.”

“His boner says otherwise,” he shrugged.

Sasuke sputtered as Suigetsu jogged off to get another ball.

…

Sasuke couldn’t stop thinking about what Suigetsu said. It didn’t make sense. They’ve hated each other since they met on the first day of 7th grade. They’ve been at each other’s throats since then.

Sure, Sasuke was gay, and Naruto was a good-looking dude, if you’re into the whole tall, blond, and gorgeous thing (he was). But Naruto was… Naruto. No matter how well he’d filled out since sophomore year or how cute the way the scars on his cheeks pulled when he smiled was, he was still Naruto. Stupid, clueless, crude, Naruto.

Yet, the other day in the locker room… was Naruto going to kiss him? That was weird.

Sasuke undressed in front of his locker, untying his black converse and struggling to kick off his skinny jeans.

“Yo Sasuke!” Naruto’s voice boomed from the endless rows of lockers.”I need to talk to you!”

The blond appeared from a break in the looming orange lockers.

“What do you want?” Sasuke asked curtly, tugging his atrocious black and orange practice jersey over his head.

“Don’t be mad but…” Sasuke glared daggers at the football captain.

“Spit it out, Uzumaki,” he pulled on his shin guards and socks. Naruto was wearing full padding, minus the helmet tucked under his arm.

“Look man, they moved our scrimmage against Kumogakure to today. We need the field,” Naruto’s blue eyes flickered across Sasuke’s expressionless face.

Sasuke sighed, “okay,” he started to make his way out of the locker room.

“Really? No arguments?” Naruto laughed, “no ‘you stupid bastard it’s my turn to use the field!’”

“It can’t be helped,” he shrugged. “But you owe me one, got it?”

“Sure man whatever you want!” Naruto pulled him into a crushing bear hug. Sasuke won’t lie, pre-practice Naruto smelt good. Like a manly Yankee Candle. And the thick steel cables of Naruto’s arms felt nice, except his brain was losing oxygen and his chest pad was digging into Sasuke’s ribs.

“Cant. Breathe.” Sasuke squeaked out.

Naruto dropped him instantly, “shit man, sorry,” he laughed.

…

Naruto only had one class without any of his friends. AP government. The only person he was even sort of friendly with was Sasuke.

He sat in the back of the room, Sasuke two seats diagonally to his left. Their teacher prattled on about the Bill of Rights or whatever. He texted Sakura under the desk.

Ino’s parents will be gone all week
Party?

He smiled to himself.

Hell yeah.

“...so it looks like we have an even number, so find a partner and come talk to me,” his head jerked up. Shit.

Naruto watched as his class of zero friends coupled off for a project he wasn’t paying attention to. Sasuke turned and looked at him over his shoulder. He raised a thin black eyebrow at him in a silent “so me and you?” Naruto nodded.

…

Of course, Sasuke was stuck with that blond oaf as his partner. Of fucking course. He doubted Naruto could actually read. Football concussions are no joke. CTE and all that.

He and Naruto exchanged numbers, planning to meet up later that week to work on their project. Sasuke sat at his usual lunch table with Karin, Suigetsu, and Juugo. He had one earbud in, blasting My Chemical Romance, half paying attention to Karin squawk about her creepy AP bio teacher.

Sasuke’s black Motorola RAZR buzzed across the laminate table. He picked up his phone and smiled at the text.

Do u want 2 meet up l8r?

“Who’s got you all hot and bothered?” Suigetsu smirked.

Sasuke tried to snap his phone shut before Karin swiped it from his hands.

“Ummm, why are you getting a booty call from my cousin?” she whisper-shrieked.

“What?! Naruto Uzumaki?!” Suigetsu gasped.

“Hmmm?” Juugo looked up from his cardboard pizza.

“It's not like that!” Sasuke snatched his phone back, “we’re doing a project together for gov.” his face felt hot.

“Sure it is,” Suigetsu shrugged, “it's not like he has a major boner for you or anything.”

“What?!” Karin shrieked, some heads turned to side-eye them.

“Shut up!” Sasuke leaned forward. “Suigetsu thinks he’s like, in love with me, or something because he looked at me during practice one time.”

“It was more than one time!”

“I thought he was with that pink-haired cheerleader? What’s her name, Suzuki? Sayori?” Juugo said.

“Oh! Yeah, that’s right! Sakura Haruno,” Karin exclaimed.

As his table squabbled over the probability of Naruto being DTF, Sasuke texted back.

Sure.
You can come to my place around 6 maybe?
I don’t think anyone will be home.

Perfect.
C u l8r.

Sasuke couldn’t help but smile.

…

Sasuke rushed to clean his room as soon as he got home. He took his cups to the kitchen and made his bed. Straightened the shoes in his shoe rack. Wiped down the counters and mirror in his bathroom. Put his flat iron and guy-liner away. Finally, he texted his brother, Itachi, to let him know he was having a guest over.
Naruto sat on his bed while Sasuke sat at his desk. They worked on the project for about 10 minutes before getting distracted.

“Man, Jaraiya’s fucking ruthless!” Naruto sighed, falling backward on the bed.

Sasuke had rolled his desk chair next to the bed. “Dude Kakashi makes us run a mile every time we fuck up, like Christ!”

Naruto’s head lolled over, so he was looking directly at Sasuke and smiling. God, it shouldn’t be so hot, the way he licked his lips before talking. “Like I love the man, he’s a great coach, but it's rough.”

The subject changed from sports to friends to gossip. They talked for hours, about people they went to school with, their classes, literally anything but their project.

Naruto’s phone rang. Sasuke laughed. “Is your ringtone Lollipop?”

“Shut up,” he answered his phone, “hey dad, what’s up?”

Sasuke awkwardly swung his feet as Naruto talked to his dad on the phone.

“Uh-huh, I’ll be home in a few, love you too,” Naruto hung up, “yeah, what’s your ringtone cool-guy?”

Sasuke scrunched his nose, “Buttons.”

“By the Pussycat Dolls?!”

“Yeah,” he blushed.

“So you like bands other than My Chem and Evanescence?”

“Do you just listen to music about getting your dick wet?” Sasuke huffed.

As Sasuke walked him to his car Naruto turned to look at him. “I had fun tonight, even though we did nothing for the project.” Sasuke tucked a blue streak behind his ear. “Ino Yamanaka’s parents are gonna be gone for a week so she’s throwing a party Friday. You should come.”

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Naruto felt terrible. He had to blow off Sakura to work with Sasuke. She was pissed at him. To make it up to her, he invited her over since his parents went to some dinner party.

Sakura laid on her back on his bed, pink hair fanned out behind her. She pulled him into a kiss, manicured fingers carding through his short blond hair. They kissed lazily as he ran his calloused hands up the soft curve of her waist.

She clawed at his shirt, breaking apart just long enough to pull it off. Naruto knew he should be more into her right now, usually was. He was usually rock hard by the time she started mouthing kisses down his neck. He was usually the one pulling her panties down, till they hung off one ankle.

She snuck a hand into his pants, pumping him. The stroke of her hand was doing nothing. He was still completely soft as she took him into her mouth.

His mind raced as he tried to think of the most erotic things he could to get hard. He closed his eyes as he ran his hands through her hair, pretending her pink bob was dark and choppy. He pictured dark eyes lined with smudged black makeup. Naruto moaned at the image of Sasuke’s pouty lips stretched around the head of his cock. His dick started to fill out as he pictured Sasuke as the one bobbing their head up and down rather than Sakura

What the fuck.

Sasuke is what got him hard? Not his girlfriend blowing him, but the mental image of his middle school rival slurping down his dick nearly made him cum.

He pulled her off and moved her until she was on her hands and knees. He ripped open the condom from his nightstand and lined himself up.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she breathed.

He fucked her fast as he pictured his sort-of-friend arched for him. How Sasuke’s body would curve into his. Sasuke in every position. Sasuke’s bangs glued to his forehead with sweat; how Naruto would brush them out of his eyes as he fucked him. Sasuke’s mouth gaping open, the only syllables he can form being Naruto’s name. Just Sasuke.

He came quickly and excused himself to his bathroom.

…

Naruto felt gross. He felt sick and ashamed. He was, more than anything, so fucking confused.

Naruto didn’t even like men. He laughed at jokes at the expense of flamboyant men. He was not gay. Just confused. Because Sasuke has long hair. Definitely. He loved Sakura, but after last night, maybe not in the way he thought he did. Sakura was hot. She loved him. She’s soft, sweet, and not a man. Very womanly.

He decided that the best way to address the problem would be to live life as usual: play football, fuck his girlfriend, and go back to not knowing Sasuke. It was like removing a tumor. Sometimes you have to cut out cancer before it spreads. That’s what they did to his grandpa at least.

He had to ignore Sasuke. It was the only way. If Sasuke was the one making him think like this it had to be stopped.

…

Naruto was ignoring him. Sasuke could tell. His responses were bland. He traded the field for the weight room. It’s been days since they last spoke.

Sure, he was a little butt hurt but what did he care? It wasn’t like he liked Naruto.

He sat across the breakfast table from Itachi. His brother sipped coffee and checked his Blackberry.

“What’s wrong, little brother?” Itachi’s voice was low and smooth.

Sasuke dropped his spoon into his bowl, “nothing,” he huffed.

Itachi’s dark eyes narrowed.

“I became friends with this guy and I thought we were kinda close but I guess not because he’s ignoring me,” Sasuke blushed, embarrassed it was getting to him this much.

“What will you do?” Was Itachi’s response.

“I don’t know,” Sasuke sighed as he moved to put his dish in the dishwasher. “I’ll talk to Suigetsu about it, see what he has to say.”

Itachi nodded and went back to his email.

…

“You need to confront him!” Suigetsu’s palm struck the table.

“Yeah, tell him he’s being a dick!” Karin echoed.

Sasuke was mentally preparing himself to confront the blond. He figured he should be calm and collected about it but when he saw him in the locker room his vision went red.

Sasuke shoved the blond backward, his large frame thundering against the metal lockers. “What’s your fucking problem with me? I thought we were finally fucking friends!”

Naruto startled. “What?”

“You’ve been ignoring me dickwad! What’s your fucking problem?!”

Naruto tugged his hair at the roots, visibly distraught. “I–that’s the problem! I can’t be friends with you!”

Sasuke felt hot tears prick his eyes. “Why?” He wiped his nose on his sleeve. “What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me? Y’know what? Fuck you.”

He turned around, ready to storm out of the locker room, but Naruto stopped him. He spun Sasuke back around. Naruto looked unsure. Naruto closed his eyes and surged forward. His lips pressed lightly against Sasuke’s as if Sasuke was made of the most delicate porcelain. Sasuke’s eyes were opened wide in shock, hands frozen at his side, as Naruto’s tan hands caressed his face.

Naruto pulled away. “I can’t just be your friend, Sasuke.”

Sasuke’s arm moved on its own. He slapped Naruto across the face, a red palm strike appearing in his wake. Before Naruto could respond, he grabbed him by the collar, pulling him back into the kiss.

This kiss was more aggressive. Open-mouthed. Noses bumping, teeth clacking. Passionate.

Naruto pressed him into the locker behind them. Sasuke’s black-painted fingernails scratched through Naruto’s hair.

Sasuke wrapped his legs around Naruto’s tight waist. His ankles crossed behind his back. His left shoe was untied. He didn’t give a shit.

Sasuke gasped into Naruto’s mouth, using the break in the kiss as an excuse to press open-mouthed kisses into his tan neck. Naruto groaned low into his ear.

He wanted more. To feel the hard planes of muscle beneath his fingertips. Sasuke lost himself in Naruto’s body. The hot kiss. The promise of something more.

“I’m gonna break up with Sakura,” Naruto broke the kiss.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

Sasuke found himself leaning against the cool granite countertops in Ino Yamanaka's kitchen. He wore his skinniest jeans and his purple and black striped zip-up, with the black converse covered in scribbled-on MCR lyrics. He sipped at his red solo cup, half full of mystery liquor. His eyes scanned the crowd for the only reason he came to this dumb fucking party: Naruto.

Karin was babbling, twisting her cherry-red hair around her finger. “So what are you gonna say if you see him?”

“Hmmm?” Sasuke realized she asked him a direct question. “Who?”

She huffed. “Naruto? Who else? Are you even listening to me?”

“Karin, I don’t—“ he spotted a head of blond hair bouncing around the dance floor (also known as Ino’s living room with the furniture pushed against the walls). “Speak of the devil gotta go.”

“Sasuke!” She called, but it was no use, he had pushed his way into the sea of bodies. How did Ino even know this many people?

“Sasuke!” A hand slapped his back, “you made it!” Naruto beamed at him.

“Wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Sasuke rolled his eyes.

As the swarming mass of bodies bumped and ground against each other, Sasuke and Naruto were pushed closer and closer together. Chest to chest, just a hair’s width apart.

The next song blasted through the speakers. Sasuke chuckled as Lollipop blared around them.

Naruto laughed into his ear. His breath on his neck made Sasuke hot. God, it shouldn’t be so hot. Was it hot in here or was Sasuke just horny?

Naruto was mouthing the lyrics to him. She licked me like a lollipop. The thought of Naruto’s mouth on him. She, she, she licked me like a lollipop. His mouth on Naruto, lips wrapped around his—

Suddenly Naruto was whispering into his ear, “wanna go be alone?”

“Do you still have a girlfriend?”

“No.”

“Please.”

Naruto grabbed him by the hand, dragging him up through the mess of people. Naruto got slaps on the back and cups pressed into his hands as they parted the seas. He led Sasuke into the upstairs bathroom.

As soon as the door locked behind them, Sasuke was pressed against the white sink as Naruto kissed him. Sasuke opened his mouth, allowing Naruto in.

Sasuke was achingly hard against the zipper of his jeans. He clawed at Naruto’s blue and orange letterman jacket.

“Take it off!” He groaned against his mouth.

“If you insist,” Naruto laughed, pulling the jacket off, along with his shirt, exposing the beautiful brown skin of his torso. Sasuke tugged his zip-up and t-shirt off without even bothering to unzip it first.

Sasuke’s painted nails raked down his back. Naruto’s coarse hands cupped his pecs as if Sasuke were a woman. Sasuke raised a thin black eyebrow at the action before Naruto blushed and pulled him back into the kiss.

Sasuke dipped his fingers below the waistband of Naruto’s jeans. Sasuke’s dark eyes meet Naruto’s blue. The silent question. Are we going to? The bass from downstairs makes the whole house vibrate.

“Have you ever?” Naruto adverts his gaze, as Sasuke traces the line of his hip bones.

“What? Been with a man?” Sasuke asks.

“Yeah.”

“Yes,” Naruto snaps back to attention.

“Who?”

“None of your business,” Sasuke blushes, thinking of his brief relationship with Neji.

“You won’t tell me?” Naruto pleaded, with big stupid puppy dog eyes.

“Neji Hyuuga.” Sasuke tried to cover it up with a cough.

“Wha—“

“Do you have a condom or not, Naruto?” Sasuke tapped his foot impatiently.

“Oh! Yeah,” Naruto fumbled, patting himself down in search of a condom, “here.”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Sasuke smirked.

He flipped Naruto so Naruto had his back to the sink. Sasuke sank to his knees. Naruto sucked in a breath. Sasuke smiled up at him innocently as he undid his fly.

“You’ve gotten your dick sucked, yeah?” Sasuke asked coarsely, tugging Naruto’s jeans down his thighs.

“Yeah,” Naruto breathed.

“Good,” Sasuke took him in hand. “Your dick’s bigger than I expected.”

“What’s that supposed to mea—” Naruto’s incredulous question dissolved into a low groan as Sasuke began to suck.

Sasuke focused on not choking or gagging as he bobbed up and down. Naruto’s dickhead kept nudging the back of his throat. His hands twisted in black and blue hair. He pulled his bangs out of his face. Sasuke’s eyes flickered up to Naruto’s face.

“God I wanna fuck you so bad,” Naruto groaned. “Wanna bend you over the sink right here s’ke, would you let me? I’ve been thinking ‘bout it all week s’ke.”

Sasuke hummed in approval.

“Yeah? Gonna let me fuck you s’ke?”

Sasuke pulled off, spit linking his bottom lip to Naruto’s cock. “I’d be mad if you didn’t.”

Sasuke made quick work of his sneakers and jeans.

“Find something to use as lube.” Sasuke commanded. “you’re not putting that fucking thing in me dry.”

Naruto scanned the bathroom, “will this work?” He held up a bottle of lotion.

“Yes!” Sasuke exclaimed. “Do you know what to do, or do I need to show you?” Sasuke sat on the edge of the sink. He drew one of his legs up to give better access to his ass.

“Umm,” Naruto looked unsure like if he were to touch him he would break. “I’ve seen porn where they do anal.”

“You can’t just stick it in, you gotta loosen it up,” Sasuke explained. Sasuke uncapped the bottle of lotion, slicking up two of his fingers. “Like this,” he watched Naruto’s face as he dipped a finger into his hole. Pressed in, all the way to the knuckle. In, out, in, out. He added another. “Got it?”

Sasuke pulled his fingers out as Naruto nodded. He lubed up Naruto’s fingers. Naruto watched in fascination as Sasuke’s hole greedily swallowed his fingers. God, Naruto’s fingers were much thicker than his, it felt great. Naruto eased in a third finger, slowly pistoning them in, out, in, out.

Sasuke moaned, “okay, that’s good enough,” he whined when Naruto pulled his fingers out. He turned so now Sasuke was facing the mirror, watching Naruto in the reflection as he rolled the condom down.

He felt the head press against his hole. Naruto pulled his cheeks apart, exposing the pucker between his legs. They made eye contact through the mirror. Another silent question. Are you going to fuck me? Naruto spat directly on his hole. Sasuke breathed deeply as he rubbed it in. He pressed forward. Just the tip.

Sasuke gasped, arching backward, taking in another inch and a half. Inch by inch, Naruto pressed forward, until Sasuke’s knees trembled slightly, just at the sheer stretch.

“Can I—”

“Move!” Sasuke panted.

Naruto pulled his hips back then snapped forward. Sasuke moaned as Naruto set a pace.

Sasuke watched through the mirror. The way his arms shook, holding himself up. His open mouth, letting the syllables of Naruto’s name spill out. Naruto’s eyes were on his reflection. His hard cock bounced between his legs with every thrust.

Naruto had one hand on his hip, the other in Sasuke’s hair. Each thrust made Sasuke’s arms threaten to give out. Naruto shifted his angle ever so slightly.

“Oh!” Naruto punched a moan from Sasuke as he hit his prostate dead on. “Right there!”

“Yeah? You like that?” Naruto taunted. “Look at you, you’re so pretty Sasuke.”

“God, you’re fucking huge,” Sasuke whined. “I’m gonna feel this for days.”

“You’re so fucking hot Sasuke,” his hips snapped against his ass, “it’s like sucking me in.”

Sasuke moaned as Naruto praised him while fucking him brutally. The bathroom was a cacophony of moans and skin-on-skin slaps. Anyone walking past would know someone was getting fucked within an inch of their life.

“God, you’re so tight,” Naruto gasped. “I’m not gonna last much longer s’ke.”

“Touch me,” Sasuke pleaded.

Naruto wrapped a calloused hand around his weeping cock. The thick skin of Naruto’s hand rubbed him just the right way. He felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. All it took was a few pumps from Naruto’s rough hands and Sasuke was cumming into the sink.

As he came, his ass clenched impossibly tight. “I’m gonna cum,” Sasuke watched in the reflection as Naruto’s face screwed up then relaxed.

“Oh my god.” As Naruto softened he pulled out with a squelch. Sasuke watched as he tied it off and chucked it in the trash can beside the toilet.

…

Sasuke could not believe that just happened.

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Naruto’s ears were ringing as he sat at his usual lunch table, across the cafeteria from Sasuke.

“You know what? Now that you mention it… someone left a condom in the upstairs bathroom after the party,” Ino tossed her long blonde hair off her shoulders.

“Really?” Choji laughed.

“Yeah, they didn’t even wrap it in toilet paper or anything,” Ino complained.

“Gross!” Sakura scrunched up her nose.

Kiba shot Naruto a knowing look before smiling wolfishly. “Naruto, you spent an awfully long time in the bathroom that night, didn’t ya?”

Naruto wanted to die.

“Did you have sex in my fucking bathroom?!” Ino looked incredulously between Naruto and Sakura, who looked completely furious.

“Did you fucking cheat on me in Ino’s bathroom?!” She raised her voice.

“Oh my god,” Kiba’s eyes widened.

“Jesus fucking christ,” Shikamaru put his earbuds in, “whatta drag.”

“Who did you fuck, asshole?” Sakura’s usually peppy-cheerleader demeanor was gone. Long gone.

Naruto stammered “we weren’t even together. We broke up!”

“Dude I was just messing around…” Kiba started.

“How long was he in there?” Sakura wheeled on Kiba.

He threw his hands up claiming innocence “I don’t know I was drunk! I just saw him come out after the door had been locked forever. I was fucking wasted!”

“Are you kidding me? First of all, you cheat on my best friend in my bathroom, at my party, then you lie about it?” Ino and Sakura terrified him.

“Who did you screw Naruto?!” People's heads were turned, watching Sakura and Ino rip him a new one.

Naruto made eye contact with Sasuke, who was laughing, blissfully unaware of the chaos that had been unleashed.

“Sakura, I think you’re forgetting that we broke up! like before the party,” Naruto raised his voice back.

The bell rang. Thank the lord.

“I hope whatever slut let you bend her over the sink was worth it, because I’m going to ruin your fucking life.”

“We weren’t fucking dating! I didn’t fucking cheat on you!” He shouted at her back, as she disappeared into the crowd.

…

Karin leaned against Sasuke’s locker. “Where’d you disappear to Friday night?”

“What’s it to you?” Sasuke smirked.

“Why won’t you tell me?” Karin glared at him. “Oh my God, is it pervy? Did you hook up with someone? Oh my God! Did you hook up with Naruto?”

“Shut up!” he whispered, looking over his shoulders, paranoid. “Yes.”

“No fucking way!” she whispered excitedly. “Do you have any hickeys?”

“I’ll show you later,” he smiled. “Move, I need to get my books.”

When Sasuke opened his locker, a folded piece of paper fell out. He unfolded the lined binder paper to reveal its message.

Faggot.

How pleasant.

“Aww is he sending you love notes?” Karin leaned over, reading the paper in his hands. “Oh my God, who wrote this?”

Sasuke crumpled the paper in his hand. “It doesn’t matter,” he grabbed his books.

“Of course it matters!” she protested.

“Whatever,” Sasuke slung his bag over his shoulder, walking away. He threw the paper into the trashcan at the end of the hall.
…

The assault on Sasuke’s locker hadn’t stopped.

The notes continued to flood his locker, all saying things like “die fag” and “kill yourself.” Sasuke didn’t care. It wasn’t super out of the ordinary for him. His peers have been calling him names since middle school. He didn’t care. Truly. Sasuke Did. Not. Care.

He made Karin swear to secrecy, forcing her to not tell her cousin. He had no idea how Naruto would react. If he would defend Sasuke’s honor. Or tell him not to worry about it. Or try to find the culprit. Most likely: dump Sasuke and go back to repressing his homosexual thoughts and urges, trap himself in a loveless marriage, and spend his life on the down-low. Most likely.

…

Sakura could be a real bitch when she wanted to. She was being stubborn. It was ridiculous.

She started with garnering the pity of most of their graduating class. Apparently, she made a huge show of breaking into tears at cheer practice, getting all the girls to comfort her, and now everyone and their mama hated Naruto. Perfect. No matter how many times she demanded, he refused to tell her who he disappeared with. Thankfully, no one saw Sasuke enter or exit the bathroom. Everyone was perplexed, claiming they never saw Naruto talk to any girls.

Ino had taken things a step further. Postulating that he hooked up with his ex, Hinata Hyuuga, at the party, and that’s why he won’t admit to anything. He and Hinata didn’t even have sex when they were dating sophomore year.

It took four days of denying and lying through his teeth before they escalated again.

He waited in the wings of their school’s stadium while their student body president whipped the homecoming pep rally into a vicious frenzy. He waited for them to call out his name.

“Now please put your hands together for your quarterback and football captain,” they drug out the syllables of his name, “Naruto Uzumaki!”

He ran out onto the field, through the waving hands of the cheerleaders, who all wanted to rip him to shreds. Their orange and black pompoms caught the light.

“Please welcome the rest of your 2008-2009 varsity football team!”

The rest of his team charged through the tunnel of cheerleaders. As he and the football team pumped themselves up, Sakura and Ino took hold of the microphone.

“Us cheerleaders have prepared a special cheer, just for Naruto!” Ino squealed into the mic.

“We hope you really like it!” Sakura smiled at him evilly.

Ino handed the mic back to the president. The cheerleaders assumed their position. This was not going to be good.

“Come on Konoha, get on your feet!” Sakura yelled.

“Come on Konoha, get on your feet!” the cheer team yelled back.

“And we can’t be beat!” she yelled.

“And we can’t be beat!” they repeated.

“‘Cuz we all know Naruto loves to cheat!”

“‘Cuz we all know Naruto loves to cheat!”

The cheerleaders broke into excited screams, as the crowd roared. For a split second, Naruto’s eyes met Sasuke’s in the crowd.

…

“I thought you guys broke up!” they were alone in the locker room.

“We did!” Naruto yelled, exasperated.

“Why is she calling you a cheater in front of the entire school?” Sasuke stood with his muscular arms crossed over his chest. God, he was so hot when he was mad.

“She’s being crazy! We’ve broken up and gotten back together a few times now, but I told her I was done for real this time.”

“If you say so,” Sasuke flicked his hair from his face.

…

Sasuke knew Naruto didn’t cheat on Sakura with him, but still, it felt wrong. He liked Naruto, but he didn’t want to subject himself to the possibility of public ridicule. He was already getting death threats in his locker, who knows what would happen if anyone found out he turned the quarterback into a homo?

He twiddled his pencil between two fingers. He was supposed to be taking notes on the Supreme Court or whatever, but he couldn’t focus. He was lost in thought, thinking about the night at the party. Naruto’s hand on his hip, grip bruising. The relentless slap of skin on skin. His soft breath in his ear. The stretch of his huge–Sasuke’s horny train of thought was interrupted by the buzz of his phone.

Wyd tonite?

Sasuke glanced over his shoulder at Naruto, who smirked at him.

Not much
Might watch a movie after practice

That all? ;)
Sasuke couldn’t help but smile at his phone.

I don’t think my brother will be home…
If you want to come over

Sweet
C u @7?

Perfect <3

Sasuke worried his lower lip between his teeth. Was the heart too much? His phone buzzed.

<3

Sasuke glanced over his shoulder again. Naruto winked at him and grinned, plush lips stretching wickedly over his prominent canines.

“Can someone tell me what significance the case of Plessy V Ferguson has today?” Sasuke’s head whipped around, catching his teacher glancing at the attendance sheet, “Mr. Uchiha?”

“Um, on the surface level it ruled segregation based on race constitutional as long as the facilities were equal, but–,”

“Can anyone name the case overturning the decision? Mr. Uzumaki?”

“Brown V the Board of Education?” Naruto said, but it came out as more of a question.

“Brown V the Board established that facilities could not be separate but equal, instead them being separate suggests they are inherently unequal…” their government teacher continued but Sasuke tuned out.

Close one babe

…

After a long practice, running laps around the field and doing drills, Sasuke returned home.

He called his brother, letting him know he was having a friend over.

“Just a friend?” Itachi asked, Sasuke could hear the smirk on his face.

“Shut up.”

“Did you ever work it out with that guy?” Itachi prodded.

“Yeah, he’s the one coming over.”

“Oh. Have fun then,” the phone clicked. Itachi hung up.

Sasuke looked at the clock. It was 6:42, he had time to shower before Naruto arrived.

After a quick shower, Sasuke blow-dried his hair and brushed his teeth. Just as he finished, the doorbell rang.

“Hey,” Naruto smiled at him.

“Hi,” Sasuke said, ushering him in.

…

He followed Sasuke into his bedroom. Sasuke’s walls were painted a deep charcoal gray, but you could barely see the actual wall. Almost every square inch of his room was covered with posters for bands Naruto didn’t ever listen to. He recognized a bleach-blond Gerard Way pinned over Sasuke’s bed, along with some other emo dudes Naruto didn’t recognize.

“I didn’t really notice last time, but you sure have a lot of posters,” Naruto chuckled.

“Yeah, I rip them out of Tiger Beat,” Sasuke deadpanned. “Like you don’t have a bunch of Sports Illustrated bikini posters in your room.”

“Yeah you caught me,” Naruto blushed, sitting down on Sasuke’s bed. He ran his hands over the deep purple bedspread. “But they don’t do all that much for me anymore.”
“Oh yeah?” Sasuke smirked, standing over Naruto. “What does?”

“For starters, I’ve really been into dark hair lately,” Naruto pulled Sasuke into his lap, one hand found its’ way into Sasuke’s black hair. “And piercings,” Naruto pressed his lips against Sasuke’s, he nipped gently at one of Sasuke’s snakebites. “And dick,” he ground his hips against Sasuke’s ass.

“Naruto!” Sasuke gasped. Naruto pulled his hair, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to expose the pale expanse of his throat. Naruto mouthed and sucked at his adam’s apple. He could feel Sasuke’s dick harden where he pressed against his stomach. Sasuke’s hand pulled Naruto’s mouth to his, and he kissed him hard. Sasuke pushed him back against the bed. He gasped and Sasuke wasted no time licking into his mouth.

God, it was hot when Sasuke took charge.

“Take off your clothes,” Naruto panted.

“You first,” Sasuke tugged at his hoodie.

They broke apart to strip off their clothes as fast as humanly possible. Leaving just their boxers on.

“How far do you want to go?” Naruto asked, blue eyes piercing any facade Sasuke could raise.

“I want you inside me again,” Sasuke’s dark eyes didn’t look as harsh as they normally do. Maybe it was the lighting, or the horny fog clouding his brain, but they seemed to melt as they met Naruto’s.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about last time,” Naruto admitted. “It takes all my self-control not to fuck you into the lockers every time I see you changing.”

“I keep thinking about you fucking me during class. And I get super hard and can’t stand up because those skinny jeans don’t hide anything.”

“Yeah I know, your ass looks phenomenal in them by the way.”

“Wow, I’m surprised you know what that word means,” Sasuke laughed.

“Shut up, dumbass! What does that say about you? We’ve been in the same classes since middle school.”

That had some truth to it. They’ve had at least one class together every year since 7th grade.

“Stop talking about middle school,” they both shuddered a little bit. “Do you want to fuck me or not?”

“Hell yeah, I do! But I wanna try something first.” Naruto yanked Sasuke to the edge of the bed by his ankles, then knelt between them.

Naruto looked up at Sasuke through his lashes. His fingers dipped below the elastic of his boxers, dragging them down his pale, toned legs. He gingerly rubbed one hand along Sasuke’s inner thigh, as the other wrapped around Sasuke’s hard cock. He gave an experimental lick to the tip. Sasuke groaned. He licked up from the base to the head.

A gentle hand rested in his hair. He felt his face blush furiously as he took the pink tip into his mouth. He could feel Sasuke’s hips twitching beneath him. He was clearly doing something right if Sasuke’s labored breathing was anything to go by. Naruto tried to mimic what he likes in a blowjob. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked, he tried taking more of him into his mouth but gagged. He focused his attention on pressing open-mouthed kisses to the weeping head of Sasuke’s cock while pumping the rest with his hand.

The hand in Naruto’s hair tugged lightly, “Naruto,” Sasuke’s already deep voice was even deeper, like velvet, “I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that,” Naruto tried to smile, his lips stretching over Sasuke’s dick.

He pulled off but continued to pump. “I wanna make you cum so bad,” he bit his lip as he jerked Sasuke off.

Sasuke’s hips bucked into his hand. “I’m gonna–” Naruto grinned as Sasuke’s white-hot cum hit his face.

“I hope you can go another round, Sasuke, because I wanna see you ride me.”

…

Seeing Naruto on his knees in front of him, in his room, his spunk splattered all over those kitten -whisker scars, was doing things for Sasuke’s libido.

Sasuke’s dick gave a twitch as Naruto licked the cum off his lips. “Where’s your lube?”

His brain just got sucked out of his dick by the quarterback and Naruto asked him a direct question. “Huh?” Naruto wiped the cum off his face with a t-shirt.

“The lube?” Naruto chuckled.

“Oh, it should be on the nightstand.”

Naruto found the lube, “how do you want to do this?”

“It’ll probably be easiest to finger me in doggy,” Sasuke blushed a little at his words, but it was true.

He shifted to his hands and knees. The bed dipped below him as Naruto followed. A calloused hand rubbed his asscheek. Naruto used his thumbs to spread his cheeks. Sasuke blushed furiously. He felt… exposed. This time was different than the last time. They were stone-cold sober, alone, and without the adrenaline rush that comes with semi-public sex. One of Naruto’s fingertips dipped in.

The pace Naruto set was almost excruciatingly slow. His hands were much larger than Sasuke’s. It comes with the territory of being a quarterback. He finally added a second finger, slowly pistoning in and out. He scissored his fingers a few times. The stimulation wasn’t enough. Sasuke tried to push his hips back onto his fingers, desperate for anything.

Sasuke groaned, frustrated. “Hurry up,” he wiggled his ass.

“Be patient, dumbass, I don’t want to hurt you,” Naruto grumbled but added a third finger.

“How sweet of you,” Sasuke bit out.

Naruto smacked his ass in response.

“Fuck you.”

“Bold words for someone with a hand up their butt,” Naruto smirked.

“Ew don’t say it like that,” Sasuke started but Naruto crooked his fingers, hitting his prostate. He moaned and ducked his head, embarrassed.

Naruto slipped his fingers out with a squelch. He flipped Sasuke over, pulling him into a kiss. Naruto finally shed his briefs and laid back onto the bed. Sasuke straddled his hips. He reached over to his night table drawer for a condom. He opened and rolled the condom down over Naruto’s hard cock.

Sasuke braced one hand against Naruto’s chest. With the other, he reached around to line it up. He sunk down just a little, and the head slipped in. Naruto sucked in a quick breath. Sasuke’s thighs trembled with the effort of easing down. The blond rubbed a reassuring hand against his hip. He slowly sunk down, until his ass rested against his hips. The full feeling was… a lot. Especially after already orgasming. He gave his own half-hard dick a few tugs to reach full mast.

Naruto ground his hips a few times. “Giddyup, Sasuke!”

“Ew don’t ever say that again,” Sasuke pulled a face, but nonetheless raised himself up, until he almost slipped out, then dropped back down. He set himself a pace of lifting himself up and then dropping back down. Naruto met him halfway, thrusting up, punching whines and moans from Sasuke’s lungs.

The blunt head of Naruto’s cock hit his prostate dead on with each downstroke. The normally composed and head-strong Sasuke was reduced to boneless, whiney mush. Sasuke could barely lift himself up. His legs shook with the effort. Naruto was doing most of the heavy lifting at this point (literally). Naruto lifted Sasuke by his hips and pulled him flush again. Over and over. In the back of his mind, the part of him that could still think, he liked that Naruto was strong enough to use him like a fleshlight. Fucking into him without a care. Sasuke abandoned his half-aborted attempts to impale himself on Naruto’s huge cock. He wrapped a hand around his own dick, trying to stroke in time with Naruto’s relentless pounding.

It took Sasuke way too long to realize that the loud moans weren’t coming from the man beneath him but from his own mouth. He bit his lip to keep them from spilling.

“Don’t stop,” Naruto pleaded, “your voice is so sexy.” he punctuated his sentence with a particularly sharp thrust.

Stubborn as ever, Sasuke refused to let Naruto win. He tried to be as silent as possible. Naruto took this as a challenge, trying to fuck the moans from the other. Sasuke collected himself and started fucking back. He leaned back, hands finding purchase on Naruto’s knees, and thrust his hips downwards. The heat in his lower stomach was unbearable, wound so tight it was almost painful.

Naruto wrapped a hand around Sasuke’s aching cock, rubbing his thumb over the slit. Sasuke came with a moan. He collapsed forward, letting Naruto catch his lips in a kiss. Naruto kissed him through his orgasm. His thrusts became erratic as he emptied his load into the condom.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re, like, beautiful?” Naruto brushed Sasuke’s dark fringe from his eyes.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re an idiot?” Sasuke’s heart clenched, as Naruto laughed beneath him. He could feel the rumble of his laugh against his ribs.

“I’m being serious,” Naruto smiled at him fondly. “You’re beautiful, Sasuke Uchiha.”

Chapter Text

Sasuke’s… relationship? (was that the word?) with Naruto was really confusing to him. The blond was such an enigma to him, which was probably giving Naruto way too much credit. He was a total idiot; he didn’t have the brain capacity to be an enigma. Naruto said he was beautiful. It didn’t help that his friends endlessly pestered him about him either.

“So Sasuke, what’d you do last night?” Suigetsu asked, drumming his fingers against their lunch table.

“More like who’d he do, look at the size of this hickey!” Karin yanked at his collar.

“Holy shit!” Suigetsu laughed, “Who’s that from? You still boning Uzumaki?”

“Shhhh!” Sasuke looked around frantically.

“So you are?” he looked incredulous.

“None of your business!” Sasuke huffed.

Karin applied her chapstick and smacked her lips, “No, they totally are! Who do you think he’s always texting?”

“Sup Karin, can I sit here?” Sasuke’s head whipped around at breakneck speed.

“Ew, what do you want, Naruto?” Karin sneered.

Naruto gasped, mock offended, “Do I need a reason to hang out with my darling cousin?” he clutched his chest like her words physically hurt him.

“You just need somewhere to sit because you got excommunicated from your clique,” Karin rolled her eyes. “Didn’t you fuck some slut in the bathroom at that party?” Sasuke kicked her under the table. “Ow!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. Scooch your ass over.” Naruto squeezed between her and Sasuke.

Naruto’s thigh pressed against Sasuke’s under the table. Naruto laughed with his cousin, and Suigetsu bored holes into Sasuke. Sasuke tried not to pay attention to either Naruto or Suigetsu as he tapped away at his phone.

Naruto spent the lunch period subtly feeling Sasuke up under the table. Naruto’s warm hand inched up Sasuke’s thigh. It was so hot, the sensation. The memory the movement invoked, Naruto’s hands on Sasuke’s thigh; Naruto pressing chaste kisses where leg meets pelvis, Naruto picking him up and pulling him up and down his cock.

The bell startled Sasuke, who nearly jumped out of his skin. “Hey, what’s your next class?” Naruto asked him.

“Ummm, AP lit,” Sasuke stood and gathered his belongings. He shoved his water bottle into his backpack.

“Cool, can I walk you to class?” Sasuke didn’t have to look up to know Naruto was looking at him with sad puppy-dog eyes. Those clear, cerulean blue puppy-dog eyes. That Sasuke just can’t refuse.

“Mmmm,” Sasuke assented. “I need to get a book from my locker.”

“That’s fine,” he slung his obnoxiously orange backpack over his shoulder. Why does Jansport even make such a heinous fucking color? It was like a highlighter or a construction worker’s vest. Did everything he owned need to be just as bright and obnoxious as the rest of him?

They shot the shit as they walked to Sasuke’s locker. “How are you playing this season?”

“Good as ever, man,” Naruto shrugged.

“Do you want to play in college? Do you have any offers?” Sasuke asked as they reached his locker. Naruto leaned against the neighboring lockers. The blond was staring at Sasuke softly.

“I might, I have some. I don’t really want to play anymore, but I might play just to pay for school.” Sasuke stared back for a moment before starting to twist his lock. “What about you? Are you going to keep playing?”

“No.” He answered promptly.

“Why not, no off–” a sheet of lined paper fluttered its way out of his locker. No no no no no. “fers..?” Sasuke stepped on the note before Naruto could grab it. Naruto’s eyebrows furrowed. “Just let me read it,” Naruto didn’t get it. “Do I have some competition, Sasuke?” He chuckled.

Sasuke’s expression was dark. “Please don’t.”

“Dude, I’m kidding, I won’t read your love letters…” Naruto nervously laughed, trying to diffuse the tension but also hide his hurt feelings.

Sasuke didn’t know what the right decision was. He wanted to trust Naruto, but could Naruto handle the truth? Sasuke was gay; this wasn’t just a big experiment to him; he liked Naruto. As a man, he liked another man.

Sasuke took his foot off the note, picked it up, and extended it towards Naruto. “Just… don’t overreact, dude.”

…

Naruto was so lost in thought that he almost bowled over a group of unsuspecting freshmen. He apologized absentmindedly and continued on his way to class. He worried his lip between his teeth. Is Sasuke okay? How did he know what the note was? He didn’t read it… How many of them has he gotten? Did anyone know other than Naruto and Sasuke, and the creep that left it?

He sat down in his seat and stared at the fake woodgrain of his desk. He didn’t know how to feel. He forgot how dangerous being gay was. Their town was small, but he didn’t think it was that small.

He decided to text Sasuke.

Can we talk l8r?

About what?

What do u think?
The note!!

What about it?

Wdym what about it?! How long has this been happening??

The notes or the harassment in general?
Look, we can talk later, Naruto.

Naruto flipped his phone closed in frustration.

…

Sasuke tried to ignore him in the locker room.

“We need to talk.” Naruto’s hand bracketed Sasuke’s exit.

“Not now, we have practices to run.” Sasuke avoided eye contact.

Naruto turned his head, “Go run laps until I come out!” He shouted at his boys. “Sasuke’s nerds, too! All of you out of here, now!”

“It’s not a big deal, I don’t know why you care.”

“Why wouldn’t I care? My… best boyfrienemie? Whatever we are, is being bullied!”

“Boyfrienemie?”

“Boyfriend-friend-enemy.” Naruto sighed. “Not the point, Sasuke.”

“Look, I’ve been called gay almost every day since the 7th grade. It’s nothing new. I’m actually having an off-day if no one calls me a faggot,” he tried to joke.

“Dude…”

“Don’t look at me with that face,” Naruto was looking at him weird.

“What face? You like my face,” he smiled.

“Says who?” Sasuke smirked, appreciative that Naruto was dropping the topic.

“Says you,” Naruto cupped his face in his hands, and pulled his face to his. Sasuke closed the gap, kissing his best boyfrienemy.

…

Sasuke felt like he must be going crazy. Had to be losing his marbles. Maybe he was in a coma and this was all one big hallucination. Here he was, standing in the locker room before a game, preparing to psych himself and his team up, and all he could think of was Naruto Uzumaki. He had written a little speech for his team, and his voice cracked as he spoke, but it worked. They were all fired up to kick some Kirigakure Shark ass.

The game was an easy win, but he still felt like he was on top of the world after scoring the winning goal. His teammates hoisted him on their shoulders as they, and the crowd, shouted his name over and over. At his new height, he could see into the stands. In the very front row, he spotted Naruto, looking like a vision in his orange and black letterman jacket. He smiled with all his teeth at Sasuke as they locked eyes.

His team continued to hoot and holler even as they carried him into the locker room. Eventually, they set him back on his feet. Kakashi gave them a congratulatory speech (it was more of a brisk ‘good job’), and the team began to trickle out the doors. As the adrenaline wore off, Sasuke was all too aware that he was bone-tired and his hair was stuck to his skin with sweat. He stretched his body under the hot spray of the locker room shower. He felt the tension melt from his muscles. Sasuke gently raked his fingers through his hair. A low whistle interrupted him as his eyes shot open.

“Oh, it’s you,” he sighed, seeing Naruto standing outside the row of shower heads. He looked so handsome under the harsh fluorescent lights; it was unfair. He looked like the love interest in a Taylor Swift music video.

“Good game, Sasuke.” He was shrugging out of his jacket. “And that last goal? That was so hot.”

“Oh really?” Sasuke laughed, “You gonna start coming to all my games then?”

Naruto was tugging his black T-shirt off and over his head. “Yeah. But you gotta come to all mine,” he was toeing off his Nikes now.

“Why is that?” Sasuke smirked.

“So we can do this after every game,” he pushed his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them, joining Sasuke in the shower.

Sasuke reached out and pulled him into the shower cubicle. Their lips met under the spray as Naruto’s hands found their place on Sasuke’s ass. Sasuke moaned into his mouth as his fingers dug into the meaty flesh of his ass. He shifted against Naruto and found his dick was just as hard as his own.

Sasuke broke apart from the kiss to turn around and place his hands on the white-tiled wall of the shower. “Wanna show me just how hot you thought my goal was?”

“God, yes,” Naruto groaned, grabbing at his ass again, pulling it apart with his hands.

“Then show me, baby,” Sasuke purred.

Naruto removed one hand from his ass to shove his fingers into Sasuke’s waiting mouth. He sucked greedily at them, as Naruto kneaded his asscheek with his other hand. Sasuke swirled his tongue between Naruto’s middle and index fingers. Pulling his fingers from his mouth, Naruto set to work at opening Sasuke up. His puffy pink rim was already pretty loosened from the night before (a study session that had ended with Sasuke’s legs hooked around Naruto’s broad shoulders), so his two fingers slipped in with minimal pushback. He scissored his fingers within the velvet heat. He was searching for that spot that made Sasuke keen and cry despite his attempts to muffle his sounds. When he found it, he crooked his fingers and pressed at it, watching happily as Sasuke’s knees buckled.

“I’m ready,” Sasuke huffed.

Pulling out his fingers, he realized something: “I don’t have a condom.”

Sasuke spat in his hand and stroked the length of Naruto’s cock, reaching around himself to line it up, “I don’t care.”

That was the hottest thing Naruto had ever heard. He stretched Sasuke’s hole with his thumbs and watched the head of his cock disappear into him. He pulled out, pushed back in, watching the way Sasuke’s hole didn’t want to let him go.

Sasuke whined and used the wall as leverage to push back against him. Naruto took that as his cue to fuck him properly. He pushed deeper inside, until Sasuke’s ass was flush with his hips.

Sasuke’s knees shook with the effort of keeping himself upright as Naruto fucked him. His face was pressed against the tile. It hurt, but it felt so good. The sounds of Sasuke’s moans and skin on skin bounced off the walls.

“You’re so hot ‘ske,” Naruto grunted, his breath hot against his ear.

“God, Naruto!” Sasuke moaned; his brain felt like mush. His whole body was so hot, under the steamy water and Naruto’s touch. “Talk to me, Naruto,” he commanded.

“Yeah, baby? You like the sound of my voice?” Each thrust hit his prostate dead-on.

“Uh-huh,” Sasuke moaned.

“You’re so good around my cock,” Naruto nipped at his ear, the back of his neck, any skin within reach. “I might just stay in you forever.”

“Naruto!” He felt like he was going to explode, just combust into flames where he stood.

“You’re so tight, you wouldn’t believe that I fucked you last night. But baby, it’s like you were made for me.”

Sasuke keened, his hands scrambling for purchase on the smooth wall. His whole body shook with the force of his orgasm, as he came untouched. Naruto’s hips moved at an erratic pace, losing all rhythm as he chased his orgasm.

They stood there for a moment, letting the water pour over them. Naruto slipped his soft penis out and turned off the shower, which was growing colder by the minute. Sasuke was still slumped against the wall, breathing heavily.