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Chapter 61 Ibi/Rai (A/N)
Chapter 61 (Monday 18 June 2007, morning)
Ibiki held Raidou on his lap with his right arm and sipped his coffee with the left. Raidou put down his glass of orange juice and started licking at Ibiki’s chest. Ibiki sighed with contentment. When Raidou started licking down one of the scars running diagonally across his chest, he placed his mug on the table and pushed it back a bit, anticipating his somewhat dazed new sub might slide off his lap. Sure enough he did, but Ibiki made sure he didn’t fall and just held Raidou while he got his legs where he wanted them. He seemed determined to lick his way all over Ibiki’s body, and the security specialist was happy to let him.
Ibiki stroked Raidou’s spiky brown hair, smiling. He had no intention of letting Raidou leave this room without giving him plenty of information about himself, but there was no need to rush. Watching Raidou’s awakened sexuality was a joy. He had gotten down to Ibiki’s ankle now, having gone down by way of the hip, avoiding Ibiki’s groin. Ibiki looked down at Raidou licking his ankles, his foot, and now his toes. He was doing a fine job of worshipping Ibiki’s feet, and it was starting get a response from Ibiki’s penis. When Raidou’s mouth lifted just a bit, Ibiki shifted, spreading his legs a little wider. Raidou got the subtle message and began working back up Ibiki’s leg, this time on the inner thigh.
Ibiki watched and waiting, knowing this was a good moment to teach Raidou a lesson in submission. Just as Raidou’s tongue was reaching out for Ibiki’s left testicle, Ibiki place his hand on Raidou’s head. “Sucking your master’s cock is a reward, Raidou,” he said. “You ask permission when you want to suck cock, and I haven’t ordered it.”
Raidou looked up, blinking, and said, “I’m sorry, Master. May I suck your cock, Master?”
“No,” said Ibiki. “Put the dishes on the tray and put it outside the door. Then lick the table clean and move it back from in front of my chair.”
“Yes, Master.”
Ibiki smiled, noticing that Raidou’s cock had gotten stiffer when he’d refused to let him blow him. He followed Ibiki’s orders, taking his time with cleaning the table. His ass was no longer red from this morning’s paddling after the time spent sleeping and eating breakfast, and Ibiki shifted in the dom’s chair remembering how good it had felt to put that ass over his lap. Raidou had a punishment coming for sucking Ibiki’s cock bare before finding out if he was clean, and Ibiki toyed with the idea of doing that punishment now. But Raidou needed special handling, and a punishment right before letting him go to his job would be a high-risk move, particularly before Ibiki had a signed contract and a training collar around Raidou’s neck. Not that the punishment would be put off until either of those happened, but tonight was soon enough.
Raidou finished his tasks, and came and knelt down at Ibiki’s feet, his head bowed. Ibiki reached out and stroked that spiky brown head, saying, “Well done, boy.”
His boy didn’t raise his head, but Ibiki could see his smile nonetheless. “Thank you, Master. Will you fuck me bareback, Master, and put a buttplug in me, so I can walk home with your cum in my ass?” Ibiki’s cock twitched at that request, and he felt a surge of pride in his new sub and a sense of satisfaction at his skill in identifying Raidou as a sub worth having.
But he just said, “Planning on walking home, soon? Go get me some lube, boy.”
The smile was blinding now as Raidou scampered to grab some and returned back to kneel in front of Ibiki. “I need to leave at 10, Master, so I can open the shop at 11. I’ll be done at 6 tonight.” There was a little pause, and Raidou asked with a voice that was tinged with a bit of doubt, “Will you want me tonight, Master?”
“Yes, I’ll want my Submissive Raidou,” said Ibiki, deliberately saying his name. It was clear that his little sub found the sound of Ibiki saying his name incredibly arousing. “Now bend over and let me see my very special one and only fuckhole.”
Raidou got up, spread his legs, and tilted forward, putting his hands back to hold his buttcheeks apart. Oh, perfect—he didn’t need to be told to do that. His eagerness, his lack of fear, was making Ibiki want to throw him down on the floor and just fuck him without any preparation, any more little lessons. But Ibiki was an expert at holding in his desires. He covered his fingers in lube and slid one into Raidou, saying, “Come back here tonight.” Ibiki worked his finger in and out as he gave Raidou instructions, “Take a contract with you when you leave and fill it out as best as you can. Mark the parts you aren’t sure of with question marks; make notes on it if there’s things you need me to know. Also, bring me your schedule as far as you know it. Understand?”
“Ahhh, yeahhh, yes, Master Ibiki, yes.”
Ibiki added another figure and said, “I’m going to send over a pair of underwear to your glass shop for you to wear tonight. When you get here, you check all your clothes but what I send you, and be waiting for me in the bar with the contract and schedule. Got that?”
“Yes, Sir, yes.”
“One last thing, boy,” said Ibiki pushing in a third finger and reaching around for Raidou’s cock at the same time. Raidou moaned and shook a little, but seemed to be trying to hold himself back from making any noise. “This cock, these balls, who do they belong to now?”
“You, Master Ibiki!”
“That’s right, so you don’t touch except to take a piss, dress, and clean yourself. You don’t come unless I give you permission. If you can’t hold back, let me know.” Wickedly, Ibiki kept moving those three fingers in Raidou as he pumped his cock and played with his balls. “I’ll either let you come or give you a cockring. You come without permission, you get punished. Now you’ve earned one punishment tonight, boy. You—“
“Master, I’m close! Please, I need to come,” cried out Raidou.
Ibiki let go of Raidou’s cock and slapped his ass hard just as he pressed in those three fingers and rubbed Raidou’s prostate. “Not yet, boy,” he ordered.
But Raidou moaned, begging, “Please, Sir, please.”
And Ibiki slapped his ass again, then once more, and a fourth time. But Raidou was trembling, shivering, and panting. “Master, Master.”
“Control, boy, control,” snapped Ibiki. But he pulled out his hand and began to slick his naked cock. “Down on your hands and knees, now.” It had been a while since Ibiki had fucked anyone without a condom. Despite having come twice this morning, he knew he was going to have to discipline himself to make this last. Raidou was having trouble staying still, making little mewls and moving his ass just a little. The red hand prints on that needy ass looked good, very good.
“Ok, my sweet boy, I’m going to give you what you asked for now. I’m going in bare, and I’m going to fill your ass with my cum. Is this what you want?”
“Oh yes! Yes, please! Oh, Master, Master, I love you!”
And just as Raidou cried out that last declaration, Ibiki thrust in. The feeling of his boy’s ass around his bare cock, the words of love, the sight of his cock driving into that butt with the red handprints—Jesus God, life didn’t give you many moments as good as this!
Ibiki let himself drive into his new sub hard and rough, showing him he’d been holding back. This was a banging, a nailing, a pounding. He gave his big, strong glassblower a fucking like he’d only dreamed about when he masturbated. Overwhelmed his uke was unable to talk, making noises that were some sort of mix of sob, groan, and pant.
“Come on, little bitch, let me hear you talk to me!”
“Master, I’m so close, I’m so close, I can’t, I can’t—God! Please! God!”
Ibiki slammed in, leaned over Raidou, and pinched his nipples hard. Raidou’s body spasmed, and he screamed as he struggled against his need to come. Knowing it was going to happen, Ibiki barked out, “Come for me!”
And Ibiki held back a scream of his own at the feeling of Raidou clamping down on him, his body shaking and writhing as he tried to pull away from those pinching fingers only to find that he couldn’t impale himself any deeper on Ibiki. And behind him, Ibiki focused, fought his own orgasm, and twisted Raidou’s nipples. His uke’s screaming and clenching intensified, and he shot out more cum on the carpet. Ibiki held himself deep in Raidou, not moving, his fingers cruelly crushing his little tits until he could feel his boy’s orgasm ending. Then he let go of those nipples and pushed Raidou’s face and upper body down into the messy carpet, and once more, let himself thrust in with all his strength.
This submission, this willing, unfearing submission that came with cries of love was so different, so much more thrilling. Moreover, this body beneath him was all man, no pretty boy, no girly hair, none of that crap. It was body, big, brawny, scarred, and--in Ibiki’s eyes—so, so sexy. And the feeling of flesh on flesh, this flesh that was his, all his—oh, god, too much, too soon, too tight, too good—he was going to come, going to fill this hot little bitch with his cum, going put his seed right into Raidou’s body, and his little slut was going to treasure it, hold it in for him, he wanted to do it, he begged for it. And this hot little slut was his, all his—
“RAIDOU!”
Halfway to his and Genma’s apartment, Raidou called him. “How’s my boy?” asked Genma, picking up the phone.
“Genma, Genma, do you have a cockring? Tell me you have a cockring,” pleaded Raidou in a voice that his roommate had never heard before.
“Holy shit, are you going to come in your pants? Where are you?”
“At Pine Street, and don’t say that word. I can’t come; I can’t break the rules on the first day! Please, Genma, meet me with it at the door. And tell me something gross, something awful, something, anything—“
“That homeless guy pissed in the hot tub again. Oh, this is really sad, Iruka pushed away Kakashi and slapped him, last night.”
“No! No way!”
“Yeah, he was crying and freaking out, and Kakashi went bananas and broke a chair and hauled him out against his will. When we checked the security tapes, we found out he tied him up with his clothes and some bungee cords. For all we know, he’s in jail!”
“Oh, god, that’s terrible. That’s so terrible that I’m going to make it to our place ok. God, I shouldn’t be happy to hear that news. I’m so selfish. Any word from either?”
“No! Kakashi had arranged not to go to work today, so no one had any info at the dojo.”
“Wow, horrible! I’m coming up the stairs, now.”
“Well, that’s better than coming in your pants. Oh, Jesus God, you walked home like that?” Genma had opened the door of their second floor duplex apartment and was laughing hysterically, watching Raidou walk up the stairs like a man with a slipped disk or a degenerative back disorder.
When Raidou got in the door, the second it shut behind him, he pulled down his pants and put on the cockring. At that point, Genma stopped laughing, impressed, “Holy shit! You walked home with a butt plug in you—a leaking buttplug! Raidou, dammit! How the hell do you know he’s clean? You don’t let someone cream you the first time!”
“I know; he’s punishing me for that tonight, so you don’t have to yell at me for it.” Raidou started to slide down to the floor, and Genma screamed, “Don’t you fucking dare spill out Ibiki-cum in our living room! Get your ass in the bathroom and clean that out!”
“I want to put some on a pillowcase, so I can smell it later,” said Raidou.
“Oh my God, you’re in love, aren’t you?” demanded Genma following Raidou to his bedroom. “He’s that good, eh? You’re not doing this because you’re scared are you?”
“Aaaahhhhh!” cried out Raidou, pulling out the buttplug and collapsing on his bed and thrashing about. It was clear that save for the cockring, he’d be coming. Genma watched, feeling his own cock stiffening in his pants. Raidou was panting, gasping, and crying out as he squeezed out cum onto his pillow case. Genma started to pant a little himself and leaned against Raidou’s bedroom door, sliding down slowly to the floor.
“I want details, all the details,” he said, pulling out his cock and spitting on his hand. Raidou rolled over a bit, moaned, and shut his eyes, saying, “Oh, god, you dirty little fuck. But go ahead and jack off, poor bastard, cause he’s all mine.”
“I’m a dom, stupid!”
“Yea, but he could make you a sub in a second. He used to dom Itachi,” said Raidou.
“Used to? As in he won’t again?”
“Well, I don’t know, but he’s not going to fuck him. I’m his one and only fuckhole,” said Raidou proudly.
“Jesus, god, listen to you, you slutty little sub, you! Christ, the guy made you walk home with his cum and a buttplug in your ass, that’s pretty intense for day one.”
“I begged him to do it,” said Raidou without a trace of shame in his voice. “Genma, I love him. I love him so bad it hurts.” His voice quivered a little, and Raidou added, “If he wants me to move to Colorado, I probably will. He says he’s moving here, that he’s quitting his job for me.”
“Holy fucking shit! You must be a damn good lay, Raidou!”
“Genma,” asked Raidou, propping up his head to look over at his friend, “you ever use your glassblowing skills to blow a guy?”
Genma whistled and then cursed. He even slammed his fist on the floor.
“What the fuck are you freaking out for?” asked Raidou, mystified.
“The only glassblower I know who would blow me is now a sub in love with someone who would pulverize me and probably personally arrange with Satan for a million years of extra special torture if I touch him. And I’m going to have listen to your descriptions of awesome blowjobs most likely for the rest of my life now.”
“Uh, well, only for a week,” said Raidou, a little nervously.
“Oh my god, my baby’s leaving me! Well, I’m not giving permission until I hear the whole story. Start from the minute he walked up to you outside! Start talking now!”
“You better get yourself some hand lotion, first,” said Raidou.
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A/N: Inquiring Minds Want to Know!!
Ok, here's a few answers to some questions from reviewers.
1) Where do I get my info?
Here's the links I have in my "story research" folder. I'm always having to look up stuff on Naruto also, but I'm sure you all have enough Naruto links. I actually only started the bookmark file about 20? 30? chapters into the story, so a lot of my earlier research I didn't keep track of.
http://www.stonewallvets.org/StonewallCar.htm
http://www.leafninja.com/akatsuki.php
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piercing
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urethral_Play
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piercing
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judo
http://www.glitter-graphics.com/users/gaara&sasuke_4_ever
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37140741
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/2501650
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24118603
http://www.pediatric-orthopedics.com/Topics/Fitness/Muscles/muscles.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pillow_basalts
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peridotite
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serpentine
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shito-ryu
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gag_%28BDSM%29#Bit_gag
http://www.westernsilver.com/royal_worcester_china/Diplomat.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judogi
http://www.luxurylaunches.com/other_stuff/the_most_expensive_whiskies_in_the_world_hic.php
http://www.royalmilewhiskies.com/product.asp?pf_id=0010000010978
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva
http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/
http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/allys/
http://www.lookoutroadhouse.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bleach_%28manga%29
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_in_Bleach
http://cgi.ebay.com/2-Escudos-Gold-Doubloon-18K-1715-Fleet-Wreck-Pendant_
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http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/09-male/pa/A70307/pagettin.html
http://gallery.princeswand.info/index.php
Now if what you really want is info on D/s, the best thing is to buy some D/s novels. Deviations: Submission and Deviations: Domination are my inspiration. In fact if you read them, your sense of my creativity will go into the toilet. JOY!!! Vol. 3, Discipline is now out--I just ordered it on Amazon this morning!! For more intense D/s there are a lot of good scifi Master/slave fictions. I really like "Cat Toy."
Now, the one part of D/s that all the books I mentioned above avoid is the watersports. Watersports are real big in real D/s. If you can't handle urine, don't read the real heavy stuff--the stuff by the men that are really into it. If you want to go full out, hard core to the max, get Kyle Stone's The Initiation of PB500 (plus sequel) and John Preston's Mr. Benson. It took me about two weeks to read all of the first one because some scenes were too scary. As for Preston's books, I ordered three of them--Preston is/was a D/s legend. I have only managed to read almost all of Mr. Benson and a few chapters here and there of the others. It's D/s that's seriously for guys by guys. His later fiction (the stuff I mostly haven't read) is a lot about training subs and then selling them for lots of money to other people, which is so not a yaoi thing.
2) How long does it take me to write a chapter?
Well, it depends on how much I'm interrupted. It also depends on if you mean create and write or just sit down and write. I usually plan it out in my head. When I was working, I usually did my planning during my commutes to and from work. Now that it's summer, I think in the pool (usually about Kank and Shino or Gaara and Shika) or lie around in bed (sometimes with a little toy) and plan out my chapters. Then I get up and write them down. The thinking stage can last from a half an hour to hours. Sometimes I have ideas that I plan out, but never write up and then come back to, whatever. Sometimes however I write with no plan at all, I just sit down with the laptop and see what comes out. Anyway, I don't know! I made some guesses on y!gallery about time per chapter since they ask that. I'd say four hours on the computer per chapter usually, not counting all the proofing and planning.
Ok, well I hope that was interesting to some people!
If you're wondering why my updates have slowed down, it's because I've been adding stuff on y!gallery, writing a little contest oneshot, and planning out a four-volume series on four hot guys who work as knights in a jousting show at a RenFaire (only one is going to be a D/s one--and oh, my god, I can't wait to write that one. I've got this spanking in a kilt scene planned out . . .) Anyway, I'm going to try to get the first one published as an e-book. I've got the first volume outlined now, and I need to write up a couple of chapters and a synopsis to submit. If it gets accepted, I'll have to work on that, so I'll let you know. But I'll still update this, just a little slower. Anyway, that's what's up!
Thanks for all the reviews, good ratings, and hits!!!
Ibiki held Raidou on his lap with his right arm and sipped his coffee with the left. Raidou put down his glass of orange juice and started licking at Ibiki’s chest. Ibiki sighed with contentment. When Raidou started licking down one of the scars running diagonally across his chest, he placed his mug on the table and pushed it back a bit, anticipating his somewhat dazed new sub might slide off his lap. Sure enough he did, but Ibiki made sure he didn’t fall and just held Raidou while he got his legs where he wanted them. He seemed determined to lick his way all over Ibiki’s body, and the security specialist was happy to let him.
Ibiki stroked Raidou’s spiky brown hair, smiling. He had no intention of letting Raidou leave this room without giving him plenty of information about himself, but there was no need to rush. Watching Raidou’s awakened sexuality was a joy. He had gotten down to Ibiki’s ankle now, having gone down by way of the hip, avoiding Ibiki’s groin. Ibiki looked down at Raidou licking his ankles, his foot, and now his toes. He was doing a fine job of worshipping Ibiki’s feet, and it was starting get a response from Ibiki’s penis. When Raidou’s mouth lifted just a bit, Ibiki shifted, spreading his legs a little wider. Raidou got the subtle message and began working back up Ibiki’s leg, this time on the inner thigh.
Ibiki watched and waiting, knowing this was a good moment to teach Raidou a lesson in submission. Just as Raidou’s tongue was reaching out for Ibiki’s left testicle, Ibiki place his hand on Raidou’s head. “Sucking your master’s cock is a reward, Raidou,” he said. “You ask permission when you want to suck cock, and I haven’t ordered it.”
Raidou looked up, blinking, and said, “I’m sorry, Master. May I suck your cock, Master?”
“No,” said Ibiki. “Put the dishes on the tray and put it outside the door. Then lick the table clean and move it back from in front of my chair.”
“Yes, Master.”
Ibiki smiled, noticing that Raidou’s cock had gotten stiffer when he’d refused to let him blow him. He followed Ibiki’s orders, taking his time with cleaning the table. His ass was no longer red from this morning’s paddling after the time spent sleeping and eating breakfast, and Ibiki shifted in the dom’s chair remembering how good it had felt to put that ass over his lap. Raidou had a punishment coming for sucking Ibiki’s cock bare before finding out if he was clean, and Ibiki toyed with the idea of doing that punishment now. But Raidou needed special handling, and a punishment right before letting him go to his job would be a high-risk move, particularly before Ibiki had a signed contract and a training collar around Raidou’s neck. Not that the punishment would be put off until either of those happened, but tonight was soon enough.
Raidou finished his tasks, and came and knelt down at Ibiki’s feet, his head bowed. Ibiki reached out and stroked that spiky brown head, saying, “Well done, boy.”
His boy didn’t raise his head, but Ibiki could see his smile nonetheless. “Thank you, Master. Will you fuck me bareback, Master, and put a buttplug in me, so I can walk home with your cum in my ass?” Ibiki’s cock twitched at that request, and he felt a surge of pride in his new sub and a sense of satisfaction at his skill in identifying Raidou as a sub worth having.
But he just said, “Planning on walking home, soon? Go get me some lube, boy.”
The smile was blinding now as Raidou scampered to grab some and returned back to kneel in front of Ibiki. “I need to leave at 10, Master, so I can open the shop at 11. I’ll be done at 6 tonight.” There was a little pause, and Raidou asked with a voice that was tinged with a bit of doubt, “Will you want me tonight, Master?”
“Yes, I’ll want my Submissive Raidou,” said Ibiki, deliberately saying his name. It was clear that his little sub found the sound of Ibiki saying his name incredibly arousing. “Now bend over and let me see my very special one and only fuckhole.”
Raidou got up, spread his legs, and tilted forward, putting his hands back to hold his buttcheeks apart. Oh, perfect—he didn’t need to be told to do that. His eagerness, his lack of fear, was making Ibiki want to throw him down on the floor and just fuck him without any preparation, any more little lessons. But Ibiki was an expert at holding in his desires. He covered his fingers in lube and slid one into Raidou, saying, “Come back here tonight.” Ibiki worked his finger in and out as he gave Raidou instructions, “Take a contract with you when you leave and fill it out as best as you can. Mark the parts you aren’t sure of with question marks; make notes on it if there’s things you need me to know. Also, bring me your schedule as far as you know it. Understand?”
“Ahhh, yeahhh, yes, Master Ibiki, yes.”
Ibiki added another figure and said, “I’m going to send over a pair of underwear to your glass shop for you to wear tonight. When you get here, you check all your clothes but what I send you, and be waiting for me in the bar with the contract and schedule. Got that?”
“Yes, Sir, yes.”
“One last thing, boy,” said Ibiki pushing in a third finger and reaching around for Raidou’s cock at the same time. Raidou moaned and shook a little, but seemed to be trying to hold himself back from making any noise. “This cock, these balls, who do they belong to now?”
“You, Master Ibiki!”
“That’s right, so you don’t touch except to take a piss, dress, and clean yourself. You don’t come unless I give you permission. If you can’t hold back, let me know.” Wickedly, Ibiki kept moving those three fingers in Raidou as he pumped his cock and played with his balls. “I’ll either let you come or give you a cockring. You come without permission, you get punished. Now you’ve earned one punishment tonight, boy. You—“
“Master, I’m close! Please, I need to come,” cried out Raidou.
Ibiki let go of Raidou’s cock and slapped his ass hard just as he pressed in those three fingers and rubbed Raidou’s prostate. “Not yet, boy,” he ordered.
But Raidou moaned, begging, “Please, Sir, please.”
And Ibiki slapped his ass again, then once more, and a fourth time. But Raidou was trembling, shivering, and panting. “Master, Master.”
“Control, boy, control,” snapped Ibiki. But he pulled out his hand and began to slick his naked cock. “Down on your hands and knees, now.” It had been a while since Ibiki had fucked anyone without a condom. Despite having come twice this morning, he knew he was going to have to discipline himself to make this last. Raidou was having trouble staying still, making little mewls and moving his ass just a little. The red hand prints on that needy ass looked good, very good.
“Ok, my sweet boy, I’m going to give you what you asked for now. I’m going in bare, and I’m going to fill your ass with my cum. Is this what you want?”
“Oh yes! Yes, please! Oh, Master, Master, I love you!”
And just as Raidou cried out that last declaration, Ibiki thrust in. The feeling of his boy’s ass around his bare cock, the words of love, the sight of his cock driving into that butt with the red handprints—Jesus God, life didn’t give you many moments as good as this!
Ibiki let himself drive into his new sub hard and rough, showing him he’d been holding back. This was a banging, a nailing, a pounding. He gave his big, strong glassblower a fucking like he’d only dreamed about when he masturbated. Overwhelmed his uke was unable to talk, making noises that were some sort of mix of sob, groan, and pant.
“Come on, little bitch, let me hear you talk to me!”
“Master, I’m so close, I’m so close, I can’t, I can’t—God! Please! God!”
Ibiki slammed in, leaned over Raidou, and pinched his nipples hard. Raidou’s body spasmed, and he screamed as he struggled against his need to come. Knowing it was going to happen, Ibiki barked out, “Come for me!”
And Ibiki held back a scream of his own at the feeling of Raidou clamping down on him, his body shaking and writhing as he tried to pull away from those pinching fingers only to find that he couldn’t impale himself any deeper on Ibiki. And behind him, Ibiki focused, fought his own orgasm, and twisted Raidou’s nipples. His uke’s screaming and clenching intensified, and he shot out more cum on the carpet. Ibiki held himself deep in Raidou, not moving, his fingers cruelly crushing his little tits until he could feel his boy’s orgasm ending. Then he let go of those nipples and pushed Raidou’s face and upper body down into the messy carpet, and once more, let himself thrust in with all his strength.
This submission, this willing, unfearing submission that came with cries of love was so different, so much more thrilling. Moreover, this body beneath him was all man, no pretty boy, no girly hair, none of that crap. It was body, big, brawny, scarred, and--in Ibiki’s eyes—so, so sexy. And the feeling of flesh on flesh, this flesh that was his, all his—oh, god, too much, too soon, too tight, too good—he was going to come, going to fill this hot little bitch with his cum, going put his seed right into Raidou’s body, and his little slut was going to treasure it, hold it in for him, he wanted to do it, he begged for it. And this hot little slut was his, all his—
“RAIDOU!”
Halfway to his and Genma’s apartment, Raidou called him. “How’s my boy?” asked Genma, picking up the phone.
“Genma, Genma, do you have a cockring? Tell me you have a cockring,” pleaded Raidou in a voice that his roommate had never heard before.
“Holy shit, are you going to come in your pants? Where are you?”
“At Pine Street, and don’t say that word. I can’t come; I can’t break the rules on the first day! Please, Genma, meet me with it at the door. And tell me something gross, something awful, something, anything—“
“That homeless guy pissed in the hot tub again. Oh, this is really sad, Iruka pushed away Kakashi and slapped him, last night.”
“No! No way!”
“Yeah, he was crying and freaking out, and Kakashi went bananas and broke a chair and hauled him out against his will. When we checked the security tapes, we found out he tied him up with his clothes and some bungee cords. For all we know, he’s in jail!”
“Oh, god, that’s terrible. That’s so terrible that I’m going to make it to our place ok. God, I shouldn’t be happy to hear that news. I’m so selfish. Any word from either?”
“No! Kakashi had arranged not to go to work today, so no one had any info at the dojo.”
“Wow, horrible! I’m coming up the stairs, now.”
“Well, that’s better than coming in your pants. Oh, Jesus God, you walked home like that?” Genma had opened the door of their second floor duplex apartment and was laughing hysterically, watching Raidou walk up the stairs like a man with a slipped disk or a degenerative back disorder.
When Raidou got in the door, the second it shut behind him, he pulled down his pants and put on the cockring. At that point, Genma stopped laughing, impressed, “Holy shit! You walked home with a butt plug in you—a leaking buttplug! Raidou, dammit! How the hell do you know he’s clean? You don’t let someone cream you the first time!”
“I know; he’s punishing me for that tonight, so you don’t have to yell at me for it.” Raidou started to slide down to the floor, and Genma screamed, “Don’t you fucking dare spill out Ibiki-cum in our living room! Get your ass in the bathroom and clean that out!”
“I want to put some on a pillowcase, so I can smell it later,” said Raidou.
“Oh my God, you’re in love, aren’t you?” demanded Genma following Raidou to his bedroom. “He’s that good, eh? You’re not doing this because you’re scared are you?”
“Aaaahhhhh!” cried out Raidou, pulling out the buttplug and collapsing on his bed and thrashing about. It was clear that save for the cockring, he’d be coming. Genma watched, feeling his own cock stiffening in his pants. Raidou was panting, gasping, and crying out as he squeezed out cum onto his pillow case. Genma started to pant a little himself and leaned against Raidou’s bedroom door, sliding down slowly to the floor.
“I want details, all the details,” he said, pulling out his cock and spitting on his hand. Raidou rolled over a bit, moaned, and shut his eyes, saying, “Oh, god, you dirty little fuck. But go ahead and jack off, poor bastard, cause he’s all mine.”
“I’m a dom, stupid!”
“Yea, but he could make you a sub in a second. He used to dom Itachi,” said Raidou.
“Used to? As in he won’t again?”
“Well, I don’t know, but he’s not going to fuck him. I’m his one and only fuckhole,” said Raidou proudly.
“Jesus, god, listen to you, you slutty little sub, you! Christ, the guy made you walk home with his cum and a buttplug in your ass, that’s pretty intense for day one.”
“I begged him to do it,” said Raidou without a trace of shame in his voice. “Genma, I love him. I love him so bad it hurts.” His voice quivered a little, and Raidou added, “If he wants me to move to Colorado, I probably will. He says he’s moving here, that he’s quitting his job for me.”
“Holy fucking shit! You must be a damn good lay, Raidou!”
“Genma,” asked Raidou, propping up his head to look over at his friend, “you ever use your glassblowing skills to blow a guy?”
Genma whistled and then cursed. He even slammed his fist on the floor.
“What the fuck are you freaking out for?” asked Raidou, mystified.
“The only glassblower I know who would blow me is now a sub in love with someone who would pulverize me and probably personally arrange with Satan for a million years of extra special torture if I touch him. And I’m going to have listen to your descriptions of awesome blowjobs most likely for the rest of my life now.”
“Uh, well, only for a week,” said Raidou, a little nervously.
“Oh my god, my baby’s leaving me! Well, I’m not giving permission until I hear the whole story. Start from the minute he walked up to you outside! Start talking now!”
“You better get yourself some hand lotion, first,” said Raidou.
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A/N: Inquiring Minds Want to Know!!
Ok, here's a few answers to some questions from reviewers.
1) Where do I get my info?
Here's the links I have in my "story research" folder. I'm always having to look up stuff on Naruto also, but I'm sure you all have enough Naruto links. I actually only started the bookmark file about 20? 30? chapters into the story, so a lot of my earlier research I didn't keep track of.
http://www.stonewallvets.org/StonewallCar.htm
http://www.leafninja.com/akatsuki.php
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piercing
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urethral_Play
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piercing
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judo
http://www.glitter-graphics.com/users/gaara&sasuke_4_ever
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37140741
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/2501650
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24118603
http://www.pediatric-orthopedics.com/Topics/Fitness/Muscles/muscles.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pillow_basalts
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peridotite
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serpentine
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shito-ryu
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gag_%28BDSM%29#Bit_gag
http://www.westernsilver.com/royal_worcester_china/Diplomat.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judogi
http://www.luxurylaunches.com/other_stuff/the_most_expensive_whiskies_in_the_world_hic.php
http://www.royalmilewhiskies.com/product.asp?pf_id=0010000010978
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva
http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/
http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/allys/
http://www.lookoutroadhouse.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bleach_%28manga%29
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_in_Bleach
http://cgi.ebay.com/2-Escudos-Gold-Doubloon-18K-1715-Fleet-Wreck-Pendant_
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http://www.goldspeed.com/24K/Gold/Chains/default/StandardCatalog.C_050600.cat;
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http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/09-male/pa/A70307/pagettin.html
http://gallery.princeswand.info/index.php
Now if what you really want is info on D/s, the best thing is to buy some D/s novels. Deviations: Submission and Deviations: Domination are my inspiration. In fact if you read them, your sense of my creativity will go into the toilet. JOY!!! Vol. 3, Discipline is now out--I just ordered it on Amazon this morning!! For more intense D/s there are a lot of good scifi Master/slave fictions. I really like "Cat Toy."
Now, the one part of D/s that all the books I mentioned above avoid is the watersports. Watersports are real big in real D/s. If you can't handle urine, don't read the real heavy stuff--the stuff by the men that are really into it. If you want to go full out, hard core to the max, get Kyle Stone's The Initiation of PB500 (plus sequel) and John Preston's Mr. Benson. It took me about two weeks to read all of the first one because some scenes were too scary. As for Preston's books, I ordered three of them--Preston is/was a D/s legend. I have only managed to read almost all of Mr. Benson and a few chapters here and there of the others. It's D/s that's seriously for guys by guys. His later fiction (the stuff I mostly haven't read) is a lot about training subs and then selling them for lots of money to other people, which is so not a yaoi thing.
2) How long does it take me to write a chapter?
Well, it depends on how much I'm interrupted. It also depends on if you mean create and write or just sit down and write. I usually plan it out in my head. When I was working, I usually did my planning during my commutes to and from work. Now that it's summer, I think in the pool (usually about Kank and Shino or Gaara and Shika) or lie around in bed (sometimes with a little toy) and plan out my chapters. Then I get up and write them down. The thinking stage can last from a half an hour to hours. Sometimes I have ideas that I plan out, but never write up and then come back to, whatever. Sometimes however I write with no plan at all, I just sit down with the laptop and see what comes out. Anyway, I don't know! I made some guesses on y!gallery about time per chapter since they ask that. I'd say four hours on the computer per chapter usually, not counting all the proofing and planning.
Ok, well I hope that was interesting to some people!
If you're wondering why my updates have slowed down, it's because I've been adding stuff on y!gallery, writing a little contest oneshot, and planning out a four-volume series on four hot guys who work as knights in a jousting show at a RenFaire (only one is going to be a D/s one--and oh, my god, I can't wait to write that one. I've got this spanking in a kilt scene planned out . . .) Anyway, I'm going to try to get the first one published as an e-book. I've got the first volume outlined now, and I need to write up a couple of chapters and a synopsis to submit. If it gets accepted, I'll have to work on that, so I'll let you know. But I'll still update this, just a little slower. Anyway, that's what's up!
Thanks for all the reviews, good ratings, and hits!!!