Naruto: Futanari System

A/N: My bad for the missed upload, been busy lately, hope you guys enjoy the chapter! My excuse is that my cousin's uncle's sister's dog died. Jokes aside hopefully we won't have anymore missed uploads. Mei and Ryoku will be having a very important interaction soon, so stay tuned.

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Crouching low behind Chōjūrō, Ryoku lowered his face until he was practically buried between the boy's glistening cheeks. The heat radiating from that space was incredible raw, humid warmth exuding from the puckered hole that trembled with anticipation. Ryoku's breath fanned over it, the moist air sending shivers down Chōjūrō's spine. His ass, damp with sweat and coated in trails of saliva from earlier, glistened in the filtered sunlight, flushed and vulnerable.

"Ahh~" Chōjūrō sighed, biting his lower lip, eyes fluttering half-shut in lust. He waited eagerly, heart thudding in his chest, expecting Ryoku's tongue to dive in and taste him. But instead, all he felt was a thick glob of spit land squarely on his twitching rim with a wet splat, droplets trailing down to his inner cheeks.

He twitched, visibly startled. "..Y-You're not going to..?" he murmured, voice cracking as he turned to look over his shoulder, brows drawn in confusion and disappointment.

Ryoku's eyes gleamed with mischief, watching the way the boy's ass flexed around the sticky spit trail. "Not yet," he replied coldly, his voice low and unyielding. "You don't get that privilege for free."

Chōjūrō's face scrunched in frustration, cheeks puffing up like an irritated child as he turned forward again with a huff. "F-Fine then!"

That small act of rebellion caught Ryoku off guard. He tilted his head, amused, and decided the boy needed to be knocked back down a peg. His tone sharpened, teasing but cruel. "What makes you think you deserve my tongue? How many dicks have already gone into that slutty ass? I sucked your cock because I figured you were probably a virgin."

Chōjūrō's face flared red, heat rushing to his ears. "I-I'm not!" he shouted, voice strained with embarrassment.

Ryoku chuckled darkly, tapping his chin in mock thought. "Hmm? So you're an even bigger slut than I thought? Always sucking and fucking, huh?" He leaned in again, letting the boy stew in shame. "How about this: I'll eat your ass—if you admit what you really are."

Before Chōjūrō could protest, Ryoku pressed a delicate kiss to his twitching entrance. The boy's whole body jolted, back arching instinctively, his cock springing to attention once again, already leaking. "Oooh~"

The kiss lingered, wet and warm, before Ryoku pulled away slowly. "You don't have much time, you know?" he murmured. "Either you're a slut, or you're not—and you shouldn't be getting your anus slobbered on. Which one is it?"

Chōjūrō bit his lip hard, heart pounding. He hesitated, staring off into the distance, hands clutching at the grass beneath him. Slowly, he turned his head again to meet Ryoku's gaze. The intensity in Ryoku's eyes didn't waver—solid, dominant, demanding.

'It's only a matter of time. He'll fold. I know it,' Ryoku thought, satisfied with the boy's hesitation. The internal war on Chōjūrō's face was delicious to watch.

"I-I—" the boy began, voice trembling, unsure.

"Spit it out," Ryoku ordered, his face beginning to rise from between Chōjūrō's cheeks, a warning in his posture.

Chōjūrō's cheeks burned red, and finally he cracked.

"Do it! I'm a slut! Please! Just do it!" he cried, squeezing his eyes shut, the words ripping free from his throat in a humiliating burst. His whole body trembled—not from pleasure, but raw shame.

Ryoku grinned. A cruel, triumphant grin.

"Say it again, but look me in the eye this time."

Chōjūrō opened his eyes slowly, tears brimming in the corners but refusing to fall. He looked Ryoku dead in the eyes and spoke with shaky determination, "I'm a slut..."

That was all Ryoku needed.

"Good boy," he praised, his voice smooth and commanding. He leveled his mouth once again with Chōjūrō's spread cheeks, his breath ghosting across the wet hole. The sensation alone made Chōjūrō's spine stiffen and toes curl.

Without any more delay, Ryoku dragged his tongue across the rim of Chōjūrō's hole, the touch light and sudden.

"Uhmph!" Chōjūrō moaned, his fingers digging into the grass, knuckles whitening under the strain.

Gripping each of Chōjūrō's ass cheeks, Ryoku squeezed roughly, spreading them even further apart. His tongue returned, now slow and methodical, circling the edges of that twitching entrance, tasting every slick bead of sweat and spit. Chōjūrō whimpered with every flick, every swirl, his anus clenching and fluttering under the attention.

"Fuck..." Chōjūrō groaned, barely able to hold still as Ryoku moved in closer. Finally, Ryoku pointed his tongue and pressed it into the center of Chōjūrō's hole, pushing inside with a deliberate thrust.

The boy gasped, his body jerking as Ryoku's tongue explored him from within. His movements were sharp yet measured, just fast enough to build unbearable pleasure while maintaining control. Chōjūrō's rim slowly relaxed, molding to the shape of Ryoku's tongue as he lapped and thrust in tandem.

Drops of precum began to fall, dotting the grass around them as Chōjūrō's cock throbbed, untouched but over-stimulated. As Ryoku dug deeper, the boy rocked back against him, desperate for more. Slowly, Chōjūrō raised his upper body, shifting from an arched pose into a grind, his hips moving rhythmically against Ryoku's face.

Boldness took over him.

With a shaky hand, Chōjūrō reached back and grabbed a handful of Ryoku's hair, forcing him deeper into his ass. "Ahh! Yesss, just like that!" he yelled, voice cracking with ecstasy. His thighs trembled, ass clenching tight as Ryoku continued to tongue him raw.

Ryoku had him exactly where he wanted.

With a sudden pull back, Ryoku withdrew, licking his lips as he rose to his knees. The front of his pants strained with the force of his erection, and a heavy bulge pressed forward as he peeled the waistband down. His cock sprang free—thick, veiny, and flushed, hanging heavy above cum-laden balls that swayed slightly in the air.

Chōjūrō, gasping at the sudden loss of contact, turned his head again—and froze.

His eyes locked on Ryoku's shaft and went wide, lips parting in disbelief.

'He's far bigger than I imagined! I never even knew males grew this big... He can probably match a futa that's on the small side!'

Chōjūrō stared, mouth agape, frozen in awe.

But as he tried to twist around for a better look, Ryoku's hand shot out and clamped onto the back of his neck.

"Not so fast," Ryoku growled, firm and dominant. "I won't be wasting any sperm on that pretty mouth of yours..." He leaned in, his cock inches away from Chōjūrō's still-glimmering hole.

"I want your ass."

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