Cherryboy 15

He danced like fire, fists lashing out with a plaintive fury as his partner danced along. The boy who dressed like a girl. The boy who stole his first kiss; the boy who was his team-mate. That strange creature who was Uzumaki Naruto dancing alongside him like the wind flowing past a flickering flame, clearly burnt with the essence of smoke and yet still whipping up into a minor frenzy of motion.  Uchiha Sasuke didn’t like it, didn’t like how comfortable it had become, and didn’t like the fact that even as he worked up a sweat with every blow that landed true against his mobile yet imperfect opponent, there seemed no end to the other boy’s stamina in this regard.

It didn’t at all help that they were doing this particular dance naked.

“You can do it Sasuke! Don’t lose to that pervert! KICK HIS ASS!!!” Called out the perverted girl who was enjoying the display, naked as well as her light ruff of pink hair hung above almost equally pink lips, she was just a mite still peeved at the fact that Naruto held no boundaries in naked sparring. Smooth fingers did not stop rough entries from being rough. Sasuke suffered a blow to the gut on that particular distraction, still unaccustomed to the flash of pink which peeked his way, only to manage to reorient himself in time to grab the retreating hand and pull himself forward in part with the force of its retreat before slamming his knee deep between its owners legs.

“Oowww…” Naruto whined, sinking to the ground for the moment as Sasuke took ruthless advantage to rain blows across his opponent’s body before he could recover. Not that a little thing like having his balls slammed in would stop the unnaturally resilient boy for long. Every vicious attack and trick Sasuke could pull here would at least decrease the amount of time before his opponent could recover for a return stroke.

Naruto did not disappoint.

From his fetal position on the ground, the wry blonde found a moment between the vicious attacks to spring up, throwing himself forward and bowling over his vicious attacker’s body, forcing the boy to attempt to disengage as he tried to protect himself. But Naruto it seemed had other ideas, his viciously long nails digging hard into Sasuke’s hand even as he used it as leverage, shifting around on top of the boy now beneath him to reach down between Sasuke’s legs for a firm grip on the dark haired genin’s balls.

“I win. Admit it!” Naruto purred fingers gripping tightly as he squeezed despite the multiple attempts Sasuke made to slam his free fist against the boy’s back, but the bad leverage kept him from fully realizing his goal. “You know I don’t let go… Sa.Su.Ke.KUN!”

Sasuke winced at both the singsong voice and the tightening grip which held him in place. But pride kept his lips from uttering the words which would confirm his defeat even as his eyes began to water with the sensation of pain which flooded though his gripped groin even as Naruto used his other hand to take a surprisingly strong grip at the base of his neck. Strong as Sasuke was, it seemed that he was in little shape to match Naruto in such close wrestling combat... or at least not while so blatantly disadvantaged. He supposed that he could have done the same, and reached for Naruto’s dangling… hardening junk... but somehow he suspected that trying that maneuver on the boy he’d just kneed in the crotch to very small success might actually prove a somewhat counterproductive.

“Hey don’t damage those!” Sakura cried out as she rushed towards the two, unsure as to what tract to take about the situation at hand. On the one hand, it was apparent that Sasuke had lost the match which meant Naruto would be getting to actually call the shots for what they’d be doing tonight, on the other hand… the sight of two boys locked naked and sweaty in an embrace while one of them fondled the other... bruises and all just made her heart beat faster and faster. Just like that scene in the last Icha Icha book when Subame naked wrestled Itsuki down to the ground and had her way with him...

The image of it made her mouth water. Her cheeks were almost the same shade as her hair just thinking about it… only with two boys instead. Gah... it seemed almost unavoidable the perversions of being that Blonde perv’s team-mate. Her belly churned with butterflies at the intruding thoughts.

“If Sasuke would just admit defeat we could get on with it you know.” Naruto commented, before dipping his face against Sasuke’s exposed neck for a wet smacking bite, prompting the boy to struggle against him even more. “That’s the rules! Believe it!”

“Ugg... fine. Get off of me, you win.” Sasuke finally admitted, pushing again at the naked pervert crossdresser to get him off. He’d agreed to the naked training at first, mostly as an extension of what they’d done in their first night together, after all if it had worked in getting them good enough to work together against a Jonin even for a limited test then it couldn’t be completely without merit. The naked training sessions had become old hat at this point, so much so that for the most part Sasuke no longer even thought about it when they all arrived for the training sessions and doffed their clothing almost at the start. He still had a bit of trouble staring at Sakura’s pussy... so strange and inviting for reasons he’d yet to properly fathom. It was upon this backdrop of comfortable training that the three of them had eventually found themselves issuing escalating training challenges.

Tonight had been a simple brawl, a challenge between them in fist fighting and endurance.

Taijutsu distilled down to its essence... or at least that’s what it could have been if it hadn’t turned into yet another vehicle by which the three of them would find themselves competing against each other. The prize being yet another absolute command that whichever one of them won they could lord it over the other two, Naruto’s was almost certain to be perverse.

It hadn’t been an easy battle, none of them had made it that way.

Sakura had been seeing a steady self-improvement in that department, slowly pulling herself up into the ranks as more and more often she’d spar with her outright superior teammates. It had been a simple offhanded suggestion from their new Jonin-sensei about applying her book smarts more to the process that had sparked something off in her. In particular a comment made while she’d been reading one of her Icha Icha books. The art of cheating like a bastard, as demonstrated by some of her favorite scenes from Itsuki’s tales, inventive combat focused on using everything in his environment as a weapon. Whoever was the author of it just knew how to craft something incredible with the intuitive way that every move flowed across its scenery, thematically even relating back to specific beats earlier in the books. For tonight though, she’d been knocked out of the competition fairly early, unable to hold her own against Naruto when her usual tricks had been disallowed. The pervert bastard had stuck fingers up inside of her and pinched her clit until she cried out in defeat.

The two boys stood up, wiping the combination of grime and sweat from their skins as Sakura joined with them, her many protests currently help back from her lips.

Naruto reached back, gathering up and flicking behind him his long golden locks. “So I win! We get to do something fun tonight.”

“Training was fun last time.” Sasuke frowned, eyes focused heavily upon his naked rival. Especially on his still erect member as it bobbed before the exuberant, effeminate boy.

“You wouldn’t know fun if it begged you to go down on it Saki-chan.” Naruto replied to Sasuke with the same foxy grin still showing.

“That’s all well and good Naruto, but you should actually get to your point. Kakashi’s not going to go easy on the D-ranks just because we’re tired from fooling around all night.” Sakura added in a matter of fact tone, then with a note of exasperation continued. “It’s probably going to be more pervy stuff too.”

“Say’s Ms. ‘smutty books’!” Naruto rejoined, his grin settling into a smaller smile as he observed Sasuke lightly rub at the base of his neck where the angry red impression of teeth still lingered. Sasuke simply grunted lightly. “Either way, you guys agreed, and I didn’t welsh on the last bet that Sakura made us do.”

Sakura grumbled incoherently as she kicked the ground, the bloody perv hadn’t even flinched when she had him and Sasuke go naked into the streets under henge after her own surprise win last time. Sasuke had done the clever thing and simply conjured up a set of fake clothing to cover himself as he hung around, but Naruto hadn’t even bothered with that much, simply shifting his features every time he got out of general eyesight, essentially making it seem like there had been a plague of streakers working their way through the streets of Konoha.

She gulped almost audibly as she stood beside the two boys. Sasuke had been the one winning the most, taking down the rest in these bets most days... and then just using them as training dummies after the fact. His idea of claiming his wins were simply more training, to the point where Sakura had been starting to think that maybe he might be just a might too obsessed with the whole bloody thing. Or maybe… she secretly hoped… he was just a perv who liked to see the two of them sweat. He always stuck a bit close after those sessions. She doubted it though, after all, he was a boy and they didn’t have half the self control or ability to hide arousal that a girl like her would naturally have.

She thought as her nipples stood stiff.

“So, are you just going to make us stand here then?” Sasuke asked, his voice affecting a board disposition. Even so, he seemed a bit on edge, this was afterall not the first time that Naruto had won a bet with them, and that time had seen a complete paradigm shift in the way he’d worked with the two of them. It made him acutely self-conscious of his current nudity.

Naruto stood; tilting his head into his hand as he dramatically tapped his finger against the side of his pretty head. He grinned then shifted pose. “I’m thinking, maybe I should. Just make you two stand there all night posing, just for me.”

Sakura hissed lightly at the thought of just being stood there like a doll, manipulated to someone else’s desires.

“Or maybe...” He spoke drawing out the sound as he leaned in to Sasuke’s shoulder, fingers trailing across his stomach before coming to rest lightly against the side of his balls. Naruto spoke softly, almost a whisper as his breath washed over Sasuke’s ear tickling it lightly before the wet edge of his tongue met its outer rim. “I should just tell you sit down, and make Sakura watch me give you that blowjob you never got back to me about.”

Sakura visibly flinched... that bastard… the images conjured up in her head burning brightly as she thought of the Pervert taking advantage... of what was HERS by right. Of the burning hot scene of two boys engaged in carnal lust live and in front of her, the boy she loved and the boy who irritated her to no end of distraction... she could almost see the string of semen and spit trailing from those fucking foxy lips.

Conflicted.

Naruto could practically smell the arousal he’d inspired, his lips parting lightly as he made a show of letting his tongue slide across his lips. “Did you want to join us then Sakura? You know… I’ve decided. I’m going to leave what happens next up to you. So long as it ends in something lewd, and so long as both me and Sasuke are included. And if you don’t chose... then I’ll have to come up with a punishment… Just. For. You!”

“Eek.” Was all that squeaked its way from between her lips, eyes focused on the two boys before her even as Sasuke tried to maintain his composure. Yet, she could see his cock beginning to stir as Naruto hung himself about the other boy’s shoulders, fingers pumping lewdly at the base before going back down to fondle his balls then back again, always avoiding the sensitive head of his plaything’s penis.

“I’m WaiTing.” Naruto sing-songed, kissing Sasuke’s neck as the boy squirmed under this embarrassing discomfort, still trying to maintain a tranquility which had already abandoned him. Slowly Naruto’s tongue slid into his ear itself, the soft caress of it foreign in a way that seemed beyond anything which had before intruded upon his body.

Alien… yet arousing.

Like electricity, like a burst of fresh chakra, like warmth and chill all at once.

Sasuke could hardly articulate.

Sakura could naught but anticipate...

“… and if I order you to lick his ass.” She threw out there, more a hope than an idea.

Naruto proceeded to widen his grin before turning his fellow team-mate around, his lips whispering something soft into the dark haired boy’s ears causing the Uchiha to blush with a fiery intensity as sweat soaked flesh met flesh.