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Sexual Healing - Part 1

The sun had set below the horizon, night had taken hold of the Land of Waves. Sasuke sat at Tazuna's table with Tazuna, in contemplation of their plan of attack tomorrow, while Tsunami cleared the dinner dishes. Naruto was outside with Inari and Akamaru, Kiba was upstairs washing himself again to get rid of the smell of the bandits soiled clothes from his person.

They had successfully scouted the fort, but had been unable to enter the upper floors of the fort, it was off limits to all but the highest ranks within the bandit force. Sasuke was impressed, this Zaraki had taken the bandits and turned them into an army, there was evidence of some ninja training as well. But that aside they had worked out the patrol routes the guards used when doing their rounds, Sasuke was confident that they could infiltrate the fort without being seen, or needing to be disguised as bandits again.

"You've become fine shinobi." Tazuna commented, between puffs of his pipe, remembering the events of their first trip here and their fights against Zabuza. "You're not the little brats that came here before."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Sasuke chuckled.

"I meant it as one, Naruto especially. He's more focused now, less of a loud mouth brat." Sasuke cocked an eyebrow at the comment. "Okay, he is still a loud mouth brat, but not so bad." Tazuna chuckled. "That Kiba kid, looks like he can handle himself, a little rough around the edges but a good man."

"And what about me?" Sasuke asked curiously.

"You... you're pretty much the same, you don't have you're head up your ass any more though. But I mean that as a compliment."

"I know you do, I was a bit of an ass back then. Always thought I was better than every one else." Back then he considered Naruto an annoying hindrance, now he couldn't bare to to live without the blond knuckle-head. They sat in silence from then on, Tazuna puffed happily on his pipe while Sasuke thought about how much his life had changed, the silence interrupted only by the occasional clatter of dishes from the kitchen.

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Kiba sat in his room with Akamaru, topless with a towel round his shoulders, he had just finished showering for the fourth time, the smell from the bandits clothing finally faded that he could no longer smell it. Had the bandits never heard of soap? Kiba sat on the edge of the bed and continued to dry his hair. There was a knock on his door.

"Come in."

Inari walked in, closing the door behind him, looking nervous. Kiba had already guessed what this visit was about, he remained silent as Inari dressed in his pyjamas closed the distance between them, stopping a few feet away from the bed.

"Yes?"

"I just... just wanted to thank you for not telling..." Inari stammered, his cheeked rose coloured with a blush, he rocked back and forth nervously and could barely look him in the eye.

"Oh, that..." Kiba said dismissively, pretending to have forgotten about it. "I still hadn't really decided what I was going to about that." His comment struck fear in Inari, the fear and desperation immediately evident on his face, Kiba had no intention of telling his mother or grandfather; he just wanted to mess with the boy.

"Please! You can't!"

"I think I can, nothing to stop me." Kiba replied off handedly, pretending not to care.

"I'll do anything!" Now that comment caught Kiba's attention, he had hoped for this, Kiba levelled his gaze at Inari. He was young, but not too young, just hitting his teens, and was cute to boot. Oh yes, Kiba was going to enjoy this.

"So you'll do anything?" Kiba repeated.

"Yes!"

"Like what?"

"I don't know... what do you want?" The desperation in Inari's voice couldn't have been more obvious, but Kiba wanted to drag this out a little longer.

"What were you doing with grandpa in the alley way? I mean, do you like older guys?"

"I... no... it's not like that!" His blush was so strong now Kiba was almost he could feel the heat from it from where he was sitting. "He... he... he just likes to get sucked off. He pays good too!"

"So you been whoring yourself out for long?" Kiba discarded his towel on the bed next to him, leaving himself completely topless, he didn't miss Inari checking him out.

"No... a year maybe... I'm not sure."

"So what else have you done, other than sucking off grandpas?" Inari went quiet, his blush would have deepened if it was possible. "You let them fuck you?" Inari nodded, his eyes fixed firmly on the floor in front of him. "Well now, isn't that interesting. Wonder what your Gramps would think of that?"

"NO! You can't please!" Inari was almost in tears now, the thought of how is grandfather and mother would react when they found out was unbearable.

"Well... I suppose I don't have to tell them, if you make it worth my while." Inari's gaze shot up to look Kiba in the eye, a look of surprise on his face. "What? You don't like doing it unless their old men?" Inari shook his head, his gaze dropping back down to check out Kiba's naked torso, drinking in the muscles and abs, he licked his lips. "Like what you see?" Inari nodded. "You can touch them if you like."

Inari hesitated, his eyes flickering back and forth from Kiba's body to his eyes, trying to work out if he was messing with him or not. Eventually his curiosity won out and stepped forward and placed his hand against Kiba's chest, running his hand across the defined chest and over to his arms, Kiba flexed his muscles under his touch. The effect quickly became evident, Inari's pyjamas sporting a tent as he became aroused. After that Inari forgot his nervousness, his hesitation, he sank to his knees, his hands trailing down Kiba's body till he reached his pants and began to tug them down. Kiba let Inari take control for the moment, helping him to remove his clothes, enjoying the warmth of his hands as they rested on his thighs, Inari leant forward and nuzzled his bulging jockstrap with his nose.

Inari couldn't believe this was happening, he felt out of control, like his body was no longer under his control but he wanted this so badly. He'd been watching Kiba ever since he got here, the older boy had a certain allure to him, it was all Inari could do not to stare at him the whole time. Now here he was, sitting between Kiba's legs admiring the sizeable bulge that lay between them. He nuzzled the bulge with his face, inhaling Kiba's scent, earthy and wild, it made his heart pump hard in his chest. Slowly Inari pulled the jockstrap down allowing Kiba's semi erect cock to spring free. Holding it at the base he began to lick it eagerly, enjoying the taste and gaining encouragement as it reacted to his touch. He'd never seen one so big before, it was long and thick, Inari couldn't pull his eyes away from it.

Kiba groaned in pleasure as Inari began to suckle on the tip, bucking his hips to try and drive it further into the hot wetness of Inari's mouth, he had to give the kid credit, he gave good head. As much as he didn't want to interrupt the pleasure he was receiving, he did want to get a good eyeful of the boys body, he stopped Inari and with a simple gesture made him stand up.

"Did I not do it right?" Inari asked nervously.

"Quite the opposite, but I want a good view as well." Kiba grinned. "Strip." Kiba smiled when he saw the resistance in Inari crumble at his command, the boy was a natural sub, and hesitantly Inari peeled off his pyjama top and them pushed his pants down so they pooled round his ankles. Inari covered himself and blushed, his embarrassment not enough for him to stop staring at Kiba's thickness. Kiba took in his body, drinking in every detail, the pale skin covering his twinkish body, barely a muscle on him, his body practically hairless. With a simple gesture from Kiba Inari once again threw himself at the pole of man meat, devouring it eagerly.

"Yeah, you're a good bitch aren't you?" Kiba growled, running his hand through the boys hair. Kiba's words shocked Inari, he had never been a called a bitch before but something in those words sent a thrill of excitement through him, his heart pounded harder in his chest and he continued to suck Kiba off, enjoying the saltiness of the pre-cum flowing into his mouth. He bobbed his head, sucking and licking, using everything he had learned to make this as pleasurable as possible.

This went on for quite a while but eventually Kiba felt his inevitable climax begin to build, the pressure building steadily his breathing became deeper, he gripped Inari's hair and held the boy in place; not that Inari had any thoughts about pulling off. Kiba began to thrust his hips and with Inari secured in place began to face fuck the boy, driving his cock deep, forcing Inari to deep-throat him. Inari quickly adapted to the situation, continuing to try and pleasure the cock in his mouth best he could, but he wasn't used to deep throating. With a grunt of pleasure Kiba climaxed, his cock deep in Inari's throat as he spilled his seed into the boy, after the first few spurts he released his hold on Inari allowing the rest of his load to flow into the boys eager mouth. Once Kiba was sucked dry, Inari pulled off and wiped his mouth clean.

"That was good kid." He sighed, laying back as he enjoyed his after glow.

"So... we're all square yeah?"

"No, no, no!" Kiba said waving his finger from side-to-side.

"What!? I sucked you off like you asked!"

"True, but I'm not the only one here who saved you." Kiba grinned wickedly.