Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Autumn Festival ~ a Naruto fan-fiction ❯ Chapter 4

Autumn Festival 4
ANarutoFan-Fiction by Ookami Kasumi

Warning: Mature (NC-17) - Hard yaoi content, adult language
Note: You do not have to be familiar with the series to follow the story.

`Naruto' characters, terms, and locations property of Masashi Kishimoto.
Original characters and locations property of Ookami Kasumi.

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Aoba pulled his finger back only to add another, using two fingers to press against that incredibly wonderful…whatever it was. Then three fingers…

 

Naruto's ass felt stretched wide open, but ignored it in favor of the urgency pulsing in his cock, which had hardened almost beyond endurance. His moans rose in pitch until they sounded an awful lot like whimpers even to his ears. He had been excited before, but this time he was near desperation. “Aoba, please…!”

 

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Four

 

Behind him, Aoba's voice was soft. “More? Harder?”

 

Naruto shoved his ass back on Aoba's hand with determined force. “Yes, gods please!”

 

“Alright.” He pulled his hands free. Fabric rustled.

 

Naruto groaned in disappointment. “Don't stop…!”

 

Aoba growled. “Don't be impatient.” He pressed something hot, hard, slippery with oil, and much thicker than his finger against Naruto's anus. It nudged for entry. “Push out hard, and keep pushing.”

 

Naruto sucked in a startled breath, his mind clearing with dizzying speed. He had a pretty damned good idea about what Aoba was trying to shove into his ass. He wasn't completely ignorant. Jiraiya had seen to that with all his manuscripts lying around where anyone could read them, and there was no mistaking the position he was in, but… “Aoba, is that your…?”

 

Aoba grabbed Naruto's right hip and leaned over his back. “Is that my dick? Yes. Now, if you want to cum, then push!” The pressure increased against Naruto's anus, stretching the small opening wide with a sharp ache.

 

Naruto gasped, unsure what to do. The pain wasn't bad, he'd suffered far worse, but it was frighteningly intimate. At the same time, he didn't really want to stop. What Aoba had done before had felt incredible. If this was going to make that even better…? He pushed. The sharpness disappeared. He groaned in sheer relief and writhed. Aoba's cock slid further into him, stretching him, filling him, and giving him a completely different type of ache. It didn't feel bad, just…strange. “Aoba…?”

 

Aoba groaned as though in pain and grabbed onto Naruto's ass with both hands. “Oh fuck, you're tight, and hot.” He pulled back a little then lunged deeper.

 

Naruto had only a moment to register Aoba's hips hitting his ass, when his long hard cock rammed into that place deep inside and slid beyond. A minor explosion of electric bliss washed throughout Naruto's bowels and raced up his spine to the back of his skull. He gasped for breath, his heart pounding with shock and near-violent excitement.

 

“Yes, that's it.” Aoba ground his hips, dragging his cock all the way around inside, stirring shivers and more of that glorious pressure.

 

Naruto dropped his head to the mossy ground groaning and writhing to feel more of that glorious electric pleasure.

 

Aoba moaned. “Oh gods, I'm gonna cum just from listening to you!” He yanked back and thrust forward hard, striking that spot perfectly.

 

Naruto saw white, dug his fingers into the earth, and howled.

 

Two loud booms echoed overhead. The sky was filled with sparkling yellow and red lights.

 

Aoba spread his knees between Naruto's, shoving the blonde's legs even wider. He fell over Naruto's back, grabbing onto Naruto's shoulder and pressed hasty kisses to Naruto's back. “God you feel so good.” He withdrew and drove back in with a short hard thrust.

 

Naruto shoved back to meet him, angling his ass so that the thrust met that place perfectly. Lighting spilled through him. He shuddered and choked out a deep throaty cry.

 

Clinging to Naruto's shoulder, Aoba moaned. “Oh, fuck...!” He slammed his cock into Naruto hard and fast, over and over, and over, grunting with his thrusts.

 

Mindless under the wash of harsh carnal pleasure, Naruto cried out and bucked back to meet him, aware of nothing but the shocks flaring in his body, the heavy tightness in his balls, and the urgency swelling his cock. He was going to cum…

 

The sky above filled with hollow booms and monstrous flowers made of shooting sparks in every color of the rainbow.

 

“Shit, can't hold it.” Aoba reached down to grasp Naruto's cock and began pumping it in time with his thrusts. His breath washed hot against Naruto's ear. “Come on… Come on pretty boy spill it for me. Let me see you cum with my dick fucking your tight ass.” He pulled back and slammed in even harder, his fist tight around Naruto's cock.

 

Aoba's filthy words mixed with the raw pleasure boiling in his gut. His breath stilled for an instant, and then his balls clenched. White hot rapture exploded through him blazing up his spine to spear into his skull. His vision clouded with sparks of red and gold. A feral howl ripped his throat. Liquid pleasure raced up his cock and pumped out to spatter hot and steaming on the ground under him.

 

Above him, Aoba shouted and pumped hot thick liquid deep into Naruto's bowels.

 

They collapsed on the moss in a panting tangle of twitching limbs. The rich musk of spilled semen scented the entire clearing.

 

Naruto couldn't help but writhe on his belly to make the euphoria last just a little bit longer.

 

Gasping, Aoba rolled off of Naruto's back, his spent cock pulling from Naruto's body.

 

Naruto rolled over onto his back and stared up at the last of the green and blue fireworks lighting the moonlit sky, basking in the last tremors of pleasure that skittered through him. For once, he completely understood Jiraiya's obsession with sex.

 

Aoba leaned up on one elbow and bent over Naruto. His hooded black eyes were dilated wide open, and his cheeks flushed. He nibbled on his plump bottom lip. “Are you okay?”

 

Naruto looked into Aoba's deep black eyes. On a whim, he grabbed hold of Aoba's black hair and pulled him down for a quick but thorough kiss. He released Aoba and smiled. “Yeah.” His brow lifted. “But you tricked me.”

 

Aoba's cheeks flushed a deeper crimson. “I uh…yeah, I did.” He rolled his eyes. “I couldn't help it!” His lip curled in a scowl. “You were so bright, yet sad and adorable…”

 

Naruto scowled. “Adorable…?”

 

Aoba glared. “Yes, adorable and naïve too! Then I got a good look at your body and I…” He looked away. “I really wanted you.” He shook his head. “I just couldn't…resist.” He let loose a soft breath. “Sorry.”

 

Naruto huffed out a breath. “It's okay. I'm not hurt, or anything.”

 

Aoba smiled a little crookedly. “You forgive me?”

 

Naruto smiled. “Sure.”

 

Aoba flopped over to sprawl on his back and looked up at the stars with a small smile. “Thank the gods…” He looked over at Naruto. “I can't believe you've never done it before.”

 

Naruto rolled his eyes. “What? Am I too old to be…new at this, or something?” He wasn't going to say `a virgin'. That sounded way too girly.

 

Aoba sat up and shook his head. He folded his shirt back across his chest and tucked it into the waist of his voluminous white hakima pants. “Too sexy and way too innocent.”

 

Naruto sat up wide-eyed. “Too innocent…?” With all the blood and death he'd been dealing with as a ninja for the past few years?

 

Aoba grinned and started knotting up the ties to his pants. “Oh come on, you barely knew what to do with your tongue when I first kissed you.”

 

Oh that… Naruto looked away and started tucking his robe back into place around him. Aoba had a point. If one didn't count that mouth mash he'd done with Sasuke all those years ago, it was technically his first kiss. He shot a sideways glare at Aoba knowing damned good and well that his bottom lip was protruding too. “So I'm not…experienced.”

 

Aoba rose to his feet and scooped up the obi sash to Naruto's robe. His soft full lips curved up into a smile. “Maybe, but you sure caught on quick.” He offered the sash to Naruto.

 

Naruto took the sash and grinned. “I do that.” He rose to his feet and started wrapping the sash around his hips. The robe was…not in the best of conditions. Luckily it was a dark color so the moss stains wouldn't be apparent in the dark. Despite his best efforts the sash ended a snarled mess.

 

Aoba snorted. “You really don't know how to wear one of those, do you?” He rolled his eyes and stepped closer. “Here, let me do that.” He gently pulled the tie from Naruto's hands. In a matter of seconds, he had the sash wound snugly around Naruto's hips and neatly knotted at his back.

 

Naruto turned around and grinned up at Aoba. “Thanks!”

 

Aoba's eyes widened and his smile slipped away. He brushed his fingers through Naruto's hair. “Gods… I'm amazed that at least one pervert hasn't already taken advantage of you.”

 

Naruto lifted his brow. “Do you count?”

 

Aoba winced and dropped his hand from Naruto's hair. “Point taken.”

 

Naruto laughed. “Nope, no other perverts got to me.” Good thing Jiraiya's into girls. He shuddered just a little. He shook his head and let his smile fade. “I'm a lot meaner than I look.”

 

Aoba bit down on his bottom lip. “You're certainly a lot stronger than you look.” He turned away to collect his violet robes from the tree limb. “I don't think I've ever seen anyone with the muscles you have.”

 

Naruto looked away. “I'm something of a long distance runner.” Jiraiya had told him to say that if anyone ever asked about his build the last time they were in a public bathhouse.

 

Aoba nodded uphill toward the distant road. “Come on, we better get back.”

 

Naruto nodded. “My master is probably looking for me.”

 

Aoba groaned. “I'm hoping to sneak back into the house before my parents see me.” He took a few steps and almost immediately slipped.

 

Naruto collected Aoba's hand and pulled him onto more even ground. “I can help you sneak in if you want.”

 

Aoba's brows lifted. “Experienced at sneaking into places?”

 

Naruto scowled. “Not according to my master.” Jiraiya caught him every damned time he tried to sneak in or out of wherever they happened to be.

 

Aoba laughed. “Good to know you're not a professional thief!'

 

Naruto kept his grin firmly on his lips, but inwardly he cringed. “Nope, not a thief.” Not merely one anyway.

 

A few long minutes later, lights gleamed through the tree. The road where they'd met was just ahead.

 

“Naruto?” Aoba tugged Naruto to a stop.

 

Naruto looked back. “Something wrong?” He took a fast survey of the area but didn't spot anything unusual or out of place.

 

Aoba took a breath and stared into Naruto's eyes. “Will I see you again?”

 

Naruto forced a smile onto his lips. “I'll be around, for a little while anyway.”

 

Aoba took in a breath, then nodded and dropped his gaze. “Okay.”

 

Naruto didn't like that woebegone look on Aoba's face. He turned up the wattage on his smile. “Hey, I'm sure we'll see each other again.”

 

Aoba's lips curved up into a tentative smile. “Sure.”

 

Naruto scowled. “I don't say things I don't mean, okay?” Impulsively, he leaned close to press a kiss to Aoba's lips.

 

Aoba grabbed him around the waist and kissed him back, his tongue sweeping in as though to taste the last drop of a dessert he'd never have again.

 

Naruto replied in kind. The guy was a damned good kisser.

 

Aoba let Naruto go and smiled a little crookedly. “Okay.”

 

They walked up onto the road and parted hands in silence. The crowds had thinned considerably and many of the booths were covered for the night.

 

Aoba took one last long look at Naruto then turned and walked up the street, head down and his violet robes flung over one shoulder.

 

Naruto let out a breath.

 

A deep, rumbling, and familiar voice spoke from the tree over his head. “So, how were the fireworks, kid?”

 

Naruto didn't bother to look up. He was too busy watching Aoba disappear from view. “They were…nice.”

 

Jiraiya dropped out of the tree, landing at Naruto's side. “Good.” He dropped his arm around Naruto's shoulders and turned him to face the opposite direction. “I think that was enough celebrating for one night, yes?”

 

Naruto nodded and followed Jiraiya back to their small attic room at the inn.

 

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Two weeks later, Naruto walked down the quiet street toward the inn, the axe he'd borrowed from the logging foreman perched on his shoulder. He still wasn't happy with the deep blue canvas pants and matching work jacket he wore, but Jiraiya had proved stubborn about getting him some clothes that actually suited him.

 

“No red, no yellow, and absolutely no orange! The idea is to hide your presence, not advertise it all over the known world!”

 

Naruto unzipped his jacket to reveal a bright orange t-shirt he wore beneath it. A smile tugged at his lips. Can't tell me what not to wear under it!

 

Cutting trees had proved interesting work. He'd certainly surprised more than a few of the other workers when it came to physical strength and handling an axe. Truthfully though, he'd used a shadow clone to do the work for him while he worked on the training exercises Jiraiya set for him. He still hadn't quite mastered the rasengan technique without the help of another clone, but he was getting there.

 

He took a deep breath. The scent of snow was in wind. In the next day or so, the mountain and everything around it would become a world of silent white. He looked up at the sunset tinted orange and red clouds over the mountain. The rich deep blue of twilight had already overtaken half the sky. The same color as my yukata. An ache suddenly echoed in his heart.

 

He hadn't seen Aoba once since that night.

 

Naruto shook his head. It was probably better this way. He'd be leaving in the spring, as soon as the passes in the mountains cleared of snow.

 

A shout came from behind him. “Naruto!” It wasn't Jiraiya's voice.

 

Naruto turned, wide-eyed. Who…?

 

A young man came running from a side street, his layered formal robes proclaiming that he was a rich man's son and most likely noble. A long black tail swung behind him. His eyes were as black as night, and his face moon pale. His grin was breathtakingly familiar.

 

Naruto's eyes widened. “Aoba?”

 

The young man ran up to him, and clapped a hand on Naruto's shoulder, gasping for breath. “I finally found you!”

 

Naruto eyed the rich robes and whistled. “Wow, you look like the local Prince's son.”

 

Aoba winced and rolled his eyes. “One of them, anyway. I have six brothers, all older than me.”

 

Naruto blinked. He hadn't expected his guess to be right.

 

Aoba grinned at him. “Anyway, I wanted to tell you, I was accepted at the university! I'm finally getting out of this town!”

 

Naruto gave him his largest smile, just barely concealing his slightly overlong incisors. “Hey, that's great! Congratulations!”

 

Aoba nodded. “Now maybe I can do something other than play a flute and look good sitting on a pillow.”

 

Naruto shook his head. “No way, you'll always look good sitting on a pillow.”

 

Aoba growled. “Gee, thanks.”

 

Naruto grinned. “You're welcome.”

 

Aoba's smile faded. “I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. I'm taking the last ship out before the ice closes the river.”

 

Naruto's smile also faded. “I'm sure you'll do great.”

 

Aoba grabbed Naruto's shoulders with both hands. “Tomorrow, where can I meet you?”

 

Naruto shook his head. “I'll be up on the mountain cutting trees.”

 

Aoba leaned close. “Do you know where the double water fall is?”

 

Naruto nodded. “Yeah, I know where that is.” He'd passed it more than a few times going to and from the logging site.

 

Aoba stared hard into Naruto's eyes. “Meet me there at noon. Promise!”

 

Naruto nodded again. “Okay. I'll see you there tomorrow.”

 

Aoba pressed a quick kiss to Naruto's mouth. “Got to go!” He turned and fled back down the side street, his robes flying behind him.

 

Naruto walked the rest of the way to the inn, his heart a conflicted mess. He was thrilled that he'd finally seen Aoba again, and would see him tomorrow, but his heart ached knowing that it would probably be the last time they ever saw each other.

 

Sometimes being a ninja sucked.

 

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