On that Desk

4

Sasuke:

I reach for his nipples. One finger brushed over them is enough to take him over the edge, so I simply hover other the hard pink specks on his chest, and then shift away from his sensitive front. Seeking out the most delicate pieces of his being, I pull at his left pinky finger, feeling the flawed skin ripple under my own. I move to his most fragile and precious feature, his face. His light eyelashes are long and curled. His lip bowes down in the middle, a symmetrical mark from cupid. His unkempt eyebrows. I feel every feature. Without exchanging words, I let him know that his turn is coming soon. I have not yet finished feeling his body when I feel his two assertive arms force their way onto my small frame.

To juxtapose my choice, he seeks out my most prominent features. His hands first flutter to my eyes, and brush them closed. He takes my robes into his hand, and pulls them off my chest, revealing my scarred body. He ignores the marks, and pushes both hands into my abdomen. My protruding muscles quiver under his touch. He spends little time on them though. Eagerly moving his hands down. Before he reaches into my pants, he clenches and unclenches his fists, as if seeking my approval before diving in. I will not issue the verbal order, so I pull his arms toward me until they collide with my waistband, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine into my legs and pelvis. My hips buck back and forth against my own will, and instead of moving his body with mine, his hands follow the rhythm I am creating. They seep below my waistband, and I know what he wants to touch. What he needs to feel.

He again clenches his fists with hesitation. The movement sends more waves of pleasure to my body. I know he is to timid to do what I want him to do, so instead of waiting for him to take what he wants, I wait until he opens his hands, then I stand quickly on my toes. His open hands surround me, as if waiting to accept my erect cock. More blood is rushing into my groin, and I am sure his hands feel the warmth. I lower myself onto my feet, and his hands stay with me. Tugging and pulling on my sweaty dick. I again begin to move back and forth against my better judgement. I want this feeling to last, but if he keeps his hands where he wants them, I may not make it very much longer. My instincts tell me to let him keep touching me, but my conscious mind pulls me from this pleasure, and I now know what I must do. I have to bring him to this same level of pleasure. I have made the decision to share this time, now I will force him to make the same choice. I pull his hands out one at a time. I put the first one on my chest, he continues to clutch at me as if he has forgotten what part of my body he is touching. I move his second hand to my mouth. I am already drooling before it reaches my lips. His taste, my scent, his fingers, my wetness, all in my mouth. The perfect combination. I must let him experience this taste too. Without hesitation or permission, I throw my hand below his bulging pants, knowing he must experience what I just have.

Naruto: 

I'm surprised that Saskes delicate hand can hold my dick and balls all at once. However, I'm not surprised that he grabbed on without asking. My cock expands even more at his touch. I didn't think it possible for me to become this hard all at once, but, once again, I'm not surprised at how Sasuke can make me feel. He massages his fist into the blonde hair surrounding my dick, and I'm jealous, I wish I had taken this care, this initiative when feeling his cock. I can only hope he'll give me another chance. He cups my full balls, and tickles my untouched asshole with his two middle fingers. I am past the point of moaning, so I slump, and shake with labored breaths. He pulls his hand forward, and collects a finger full of the fluid oozing from me. I gasp, not realizing how much moisture I'd produced. He releases his grip on me, and removes his hand. I wish he'd touched more. But he grins, evidently not done.

Before I have time to react, four of his fingers are in my mouth, I gag, and swallow out of reflex. It's not until I've already downed the wetness of his finger, that I realize I have tasted my own pre-cum. I suck at his fingers for more, but selfishly, he removes them from my mouth, and sends them into his own, I hope he's seeking my flavor. He gasps at the taste, and after a few seconds of hearing him breathe heavier and heavier, he takes the dripping fingers out of his mouth, and sends them down into my pants again.

Grabbing the tip of my dick once more, he takes some of the leaking fluid, and massages it into my asshole, using me as my own lubrication. He can only fit two fingers, but I wish he'd just done one. His two middle fingers are forced into me, up to the knuckle. My legs feel weak, but he steadies be again by pulling be toward him with those two delicate fingers inside me.

After catching my breath, I want to tell him to force a third in, but I know I must show him this pleasure too. Not with my fingers, no, with my cock. Finally, the moment I've waited for is here; I am going to fuck Sasuke.

Sasuke:

I sense a surge of energy about to overtake Naruto. Finally he will show me that assertion and control I seek. My hand is still inside him, but without regard for that, he takes hold of me from underneath my thighs, and lifts me onto the desk. My hand slips out of his ass, and falls out of his pants. I tug at his waistband as my hand falls. My ring finger is the one that gets the button undone. His pants fall to his knees, then his ankles and he kicks them off. With bliss, I realize my work undressing him is done. He has no underwear on, and he flings his shirt off without a thought, it was his bottom half I worried about, but it seems he's already taken care of that.

He grins, embarrassed, telling me he forgot to put them on in his rush out of the house. I thank him with a giggle. His thick, husky cock, tight, full balls, and pink asshole are all exposed, and I gasp, trying to breathe in that air surrounding them, hoping for a residual taste or scent. Moments ago, I felt him like this for the first time, and now, for the first time, I see his dick. It's almost impossible to look away. My fixation on his lower half has forced me to ignore his face for a moment. I glance up, momentarily forgetting his smooth, untouched cock, and look into his eyes once more. This is the moment I've longed for, for the past two years. Naruto is going to fuck me.