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Naruto is thick and heavy on his tongue, musky and masculine, and salty with precum, the taste and smell of him flooding Sasuke’s as he inches deeper into Sasuke’s throat. At the same time, his clone seats himself fully in Sasuke’s ass, his balls flush against him. The sensation of being full of Naruto, while also being surrounded by him was maddening, intoxicating. Sasuke hated to admit it, but Naruto had been right. It was what he wanted.
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“Your idea... for my birthday... is for two of you to fuck me.” Sasuke says slowly. Naruto and his clone look at each other, both having trouble reading Sasuke’s reaction. Then the original puffs out his chest proudly.
“Well, yeah! It’ll be fun, something we haven’t done before!”
“So how... is this a present for me?” Sasuke isn’t complaining, definitely interested, but he’s trying to understand Naruto’s thought process. Both Naruto’s hesitate. Sasuke narrows his eyes suspiciously. The clone studiously avoids his gaze.
“I was just thinking...” Naruto says slowly.
“Don’t hurt yourself,”
“Shut up! I was thinking about how much you like sucking me off, and wishing I could fuck you at the same time, ‘cus you like that a lot too, and I wanted to do something you really liked for your birthday, and I couldn’t decide which one you liked more and then I was like, well what if I could do both-” Sasuke’s aburning with embarrassed heat. Both of those things were true, but to have Naruto point it out so obviously! Heat does begin to unspool in his gut, imagining himself strung out between two Narutos, filled to the brim, overcome with pleasure. He scoffs at his own eagerness, interrupting Naruto’s rambling.
“Well, was I wrong? Are you not interested?” Naruto prods. Sasuke scowls.
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“Ah, Sasuke, fuck,” The clone of Naruto pants, his powerful thighs flexing as he fucks into Sasuke, the meaty sound of their bodies colliding loud in their bedroom. Naruto’s fingers are threaded through Sasuke’s hair, pulling him onto his cock. Sasuke’s face is dripping, streaked with tears and his own spit, drooling out around Naruto’s cock, wetting his public hair. A particularly harsh thrust has Sasuke’s throat spasming around the intrusion, a hoarse moan tearing itself from Naruto. His balls slapped Sasuke’s chin.
“Sasuke, you look so good like this,” It was the original this time, brushing back Sasuke’s inky black hair tenderly, exposing his Rinnegan, swimming with tears. His dark lashes are clumped together wetly, and Naruto sucks in a breath. He is beautiful, debauched like this, his eyes leaking tears, sweat beading at his hairline, expression contorted with ecstasy. His lips are red and red around Naruto, his mouth searing as Naruto sheathes himself in his throat. Sasuke looks up at him and Naruto has to brace himself not to lose it immediately, every nerve in his body sparking alight. He groans, and increases the tempo of his thrusts.
Sasuke’s arm shakes as he supports himself between the two men. Naruto reaches around him to stroke him, Sasuke’s member making a mess of the coverlet with precum. He quakes as Naruto wraps his fingers around his hard flesh, thumbing over the head, and as he presses the top of his finger into the slit teasingly, Sasuke moans, loud and filthy around him, body convulsing in rictus of pleasure. He spends onto the blanket, gagged by Naruto’s cock, shivering apart in ecstasy.
Sasuke is sloppy, gagging more on Naruto rather than sucking him now, he mouths wetly, messily at him, and Naruto’s heart fills with fondness, and his dick twitches in Sasuke’s throat. Sasuke is shuddering from overstimulation, even as Naruto continues to fill him at both ends.
The clone hoists Sasuke’s hips higher, ramming into him, the lewd sound of Sasuke’s hole sucking him in echoing throughout the room. The sight of himself fucking Sasuke himself is nearly enough to send Naruto over the edge. Like this he’s able to appreciate their bodies joined at a different angle, and he’s kicking himself for not thinking of using his signature technique in the bedroom earlier. Sasuke pulls himself off of Naruto, laving wet kisses down the rigid shaft of him. His electrifying noises are so much more audible now that his mouth isn’t full, fucked out little gasps and whimpers rent from his over sensitive body.
Sasuke’s tongue follows a vein down the side of his erection, then meets Naruto’s eyes as he sinks back down onto it. Naruto’s clone growls out a ragged moan, thrusting faster and faster into Sasuke, jolting him against Naruto, pushing him further down Naruto’s cock. A particularly sharp thrust obviously scraped Sasuke’s prostate, the man below Naruto hiccuping a sob around him, whole body jerking.
Naruto’s own face is screwed up in pleasure across from him over the elegant line of Sasuke’s back, smattered with scars. Naruto watches his own hips stutter and then slow, his body coming to press into Sasuke’s as he groaned, deep and low, cumming into his partner. Sasuke’s eyes flew open, and he panted, pulling himself off of Naruto’s erection, quivering with bliss. Naruto’s body buzzed, the visual stimulation nearly too much. The clone pulled out of Sasuke, streaked with cum. Sasuke’s own member had made it back to hardness, panting and shaking from the intense sensation of Naruto spending inside him. The clone reached over to pull Sasuke into a kiss, but Naruto frowned and dispersed him, just as their lips were about to meet.
Instantly, the memories of the clone rushed into him, and Naruto instantly was overcome. His orgasm crashed into him, remembering the tight heat of Sasuke’s ass, the intense pace he had set, and he spurted across Sasuke’s face. Sasuke gasped in suprise, wiping cum off with his hand, shooting a glare at Naruto, who wasn’t done yet.
Still hard, Naruto took the clones’ place at Sasuke’s rear, pulling the taller man to him, flipping him on his back.
“Naruto-”
“I’m not done yet,” Naruto’s voice was gravelly and low, and sent a shiver through Sasuke. He barely even warned the other man before he pushed into him and set a ferocious pace, heat still simmering insistently under his skin.
Sasuke felt as if he was going to break apart in his ecstasy, wracked with shivers of pleasure as Naruto rammed into him. His dick bobbed on his stomach with every thrust, a dark red flush covering it. He sunk his teeth into his lip to avoid crying out, gripping the bed clothes hard to brace himself against the onslaught from Naruto. Naruto drove hungrily into his partner, addicted to the clench of his eager hole. Sasuke jerked, as Nartuto abused his prostate, body jumping like a live wire. Naruto ruthlessly chased his own pleasure, but the angle was so maddening, the pressure so direct that it only took a couple more thrusts until Sasuke was wailing, body taught as he came again.
Naruto nearly purred in satisfaction, not slowing or stopping at all to accommodate Sasuke’s orgasm, His partner was beet red and writhing as he slammed into him, whining. Naruto groaned at the sight of him, covered in his own release, loose from Naruto, his face still wet with tears and spit. Like this, now hiding his face in his remaining arm, trying to stifle the sounds being forced out of him by every thrust, debauched and ruined, Naruto wished he had something like the Sharingan to instill the memory of this Sasuke in his mind forever. A particularly hard thrust had Sasuke gasping around his own wrist, a strangled hoarse cry of ‘‘Naruto!” falling from his lips.
Naruto groaned, thrusting himself in the other man one last time before pulling out, milking himself, cumming all over Sasuke’s stomach.
Like this he truly does look like something out of Naruto’s wet dreams, ass leaking cum, face covered in it, his own soft cock laying in the mess he’d made of his own stomach. Naruto wished again for a sharingan, or a camera.
Sasuke groaned, and Naruto flopped down on him, pushing the breath out of his chest.
“How’d you like your birthday present?”