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NS: Once again, I’m not sure how frequently I’ll be able to work on this

Kuro: School life for most, but job-hunting for others. I guess it's a luck of the draw situation.

UO: Work and GF issues for me.

Doom: I myself am about to start college.

Disclaimer: None of the four of us own Naruto.

NS: If we did, then Hinata would have had a bigger role.

Chapter 7: Tradition

[Two days later, Sunday]

It was a strange time for Naruto…it had just sunk in that he had lost his virginity. Not that he knew the exact phrase however, because Hana had left him alone at the training ground before he could ask what was going on. All he knew was that it was one of the strangest, greatest and most unforgettable experiences of his life. And he had no one he could talk to about it… well, not yet at least.

He knew only one person that would know of such things: Hanabi. She always boasted being knowledgeable about ‘fucking’ since Naruto first met her. Most of the concepts and other things she said went over his head. He was sure that whatever happened, she’d know what it was.

For now, it was Sunday, and for the first time since this craziness started, he was going to the bathhouse with his mama again.

…And for once, he was not looking forward to it.

He knew that when it came to naked bodies, he always got hard; when he got hard in front of mama, then it was considered time for her to ‘deal’ with the problem. It was for this very reason that he focused on EVERYTHING but how good his mother looked in a pair of hotpants and NOT on how that tank top showed off her breasts. It really wasn’t easy, especially over Saturday and today, leading up to the time the bathhouse was usually scheduled.

He could explain it as bad timing in the bath, not the dates suddenly becoming even shorter.

At this point Naruto was simply hiding the truth so his mama wouldn’t be mad at him for hiding it, and never helping him again. Even if what she did wasn’t as great as with his other girl friends, he hung onto the hope that maybe in the future she’d go a little further; it was always a pleasure to share this event with her.Even so, Kushina was rather nervous when it didn’t happen, asking Naruto repeatedly if his ‘thing’ had gotten hard yet. She obviously thought the same thing that Naruto had: a boner in front of their friends? REALLY difficult to explain, much less cover up.

Yet Naruto wasn’t really sure which was harder. His mama had said it was a natural thing, even if she was wrong about how often it happened. That and all the women that regularly came to the gatherings already knew that Naruto was male. So why was she worried about showing it?

In fact, he asked her why she was so reluctant to talk to her friends about it.

“Th-that’s...i-it’s like talking to your friends about potty-training a new pet. It simply doesn’t come up in conversation! A-anyway, if it doesn’t happen, we don’t speak of it, understood?” Kushina could give a fairly intimidating glare; not really specifically for her son, just a byproduct of wanting to keep her questionable activities behind closed doors.

Naruto wondered if it would be possible to stay soft for the next hour they were in the bath. With stark naked ladies…he doubted it. He already had problems with half-dressed girls, but that glare was enough to make him think he should at least try.

[Later]

“Hello Kushina!” greeted Mikoto cheerily as they walked into the changing room. “Been a while, hasn’t it? Where were you? Did you have get knocked up again?”

Kushina twitched, remembering the long hiatus she’d had because of Naruto. Because of that, whenever she missed even a single bath gathering, this old joke would crop up among the more fun-loving members of the bath.

And Mikoto was the one that started it all! Damn her to hell!

“Oh, hello, Naru-kun! All of us were looking forward to talking to you about the Academy before you left for a few weeks. I’m sure you have enough to tell the girls when we’re all together, hmm?”

Naruto nodded nervously, trying to suppress the memory of the woman’s daughter Sasami, sucking his dick until it burst thick white cum all over her face and bare chest…a small twinge from his crotch snapped him back to reality. He gave her a strained smile. “Y-yeah. It’s been pretty okay so far-ttebayo.”

If she noticed the tremor in his voice, she didn’t comment and simply led the way into the bathhouse, holding the door open for them.

Naruto damn near swallowed his tongue as he saw his mother’s friends for the first time since his ‘growth spurt.’

“Ah! Hello, Kushina-san, Naruto-kun!” Hyuuga Hara called from the opposite side of the bath. She modestly held a thin towel over her chest, but that didn’t even begin to cover the woman’s gargantuan bust. Naruto was suddenly reminded of Hinata as he dimly registered the edges of Hara’s areolas peeking from around the soaked cloth. The creamy melons bobbed teasingly in the surface of the water, almost beckoning him to suck on them…

“Hmm? Gaki, I thought you were over the ‘give me your milk’ stage, why are you looking so closely at Hara-sama’s tits?” Naruto jumped as the Anko’s sneaky face popped out from the near lip of the bath, eyeing him with a mischievous look. Her own breasts, smaller than the Hyuuga Matriarch’s by a good margin but still pretty large, were pressed enticingly together between her arms as she hoisted herself up onto the rock. She’d forgone the towel however, and everything from her legs to hips to lips were naked. The blond gulped, clutching his towel over his crotch protectively.

“Anko…please don’t bring up that time again, it was awkward for all of us.” Kurenai, Anko’s friend for some reason, sat beside her, shaking her head at the antics of her fellow kunoichi. Like Hara, she held a thin, but soaked towel over her bust. The little scrap of cloth did nothing to hide how her wide hips spilled onto the rock she sat on, the pale skin pressing together alluringly.

Naruto could hear his heart pounding in his ears. The steamy air was becoming almost unbearable for him as he took in all of the suddenly erotic imagery, the cloying vapors playing with his imagination. He jerked his head away, tightening his towel, only to pause as he saw a familiar, silver-haired figure lazing about.

It seemed that Hatake Hisago had decided to take a nap outside the water. She lay on her towel, which she’d spread on the warm rocks, her long, toned legs stretched out behind her. Her ass swelled along her profile, a firm, bubble-like curve that had Naruto gulping as he remembered the feel of Hana’s warm skin on his own…

“Uh…Socchi, you should probably get into the bath now…” Naruto blinked and noticed he was standing out the bath for an inordinate amount of time. He quickly and carefully slid into the bath, hiding his lower body in the…warm bath water.

FUCK!

Any hope of holding back his boner would be in vain now. At most, he could just keep low and hope it wouldn’t stick out through the surface too much. Still not, considering how easy it was for a stray hand to find it under the water.

“Hm? Hey, where’s Tsume?” Kushina asked, looking around.

“Running late, family business she said.” Anko replied back.

“So, how is the academy, Naruto-kun?” asked Hara pleasantly, her breasts floating freely as she sank back into the water, “My daughters have started this year as well. Perhaps you’ve seen them around? Hinata-chan and Hanabi-chan?”

Naruto’s jaw dropped, and momentarily he forgot his predicament, “U-uh…they’re your kids Hara-ba-chan? Th-they’re in my class, actually.”

“Oh, what a coincidence! I’d hoped you could make good friends with them like with Sasami-chan. Who knows? Maybe you’ll end up in a team with one of them; considering how close you are! Though I doubt your father would not tip the balance in your favor.”

Kushina sighed. “Hara…Mako wouldn’t do that. She’d have to be impartial about team placements, otherwise it’d be showing favoritism.”

“Oh, I’m sure she can agree that having a certain amount of familiarity with one another would work better for teamwork, and it’s only a few clans that are teamed together for their respective abilities. I’m sure that as long as he doesn’t place last or first that he could get into a team with them.”

“And how are the studies?” called Hisago sleepily from over by the rocks, “You’re not doing badly, are you, Naruto-kun?”

“No,” said the blond quickly, “I’ve been fine. Iruka-sensei’s pretty nice…”

“Hmm, Iruka? I remember her; she used to be a bit of a troublemaker in her youth,” said Kurenai, rubbing a little at her plump thighs, “She’s the last person I’d expect to settle down and become a teacher.”

“Eh? But she seems kinda strict when she’s teaching,” Naruto replied, partly to himself. He started to say that either way he liked his teacher, only to give a loud squeak. A hand with calloused fingers had suddenly brushed against his half-hard, sensitive shaft.

“Hm? What’s this, kiddo?” With a thrill of shock, the young Uzumaki realized that Anko had snuck up on him. She grinned at him. “Heh~? Not doing bad at your studies, huh? Well then how’d you not notice me, then? If I can get close enough to touch your…” She paused. “...Eh?”

A fist clonked her on the skull, sending her sprawling into the water with a squawk of indignation. This made Naruto scramble backwards until he was sitting on the side of the bath “Anko!” barked Kurenai, “Haven’t you learned already to respect Naru…kun’s…um…” She slowed to a halt as her eyes caught a distracting sight.

Kushina paled.

Mikoto’s eyes widened as she stared, transfixed.

“O-oh my…!” gasped Hara, blushing bright red.

“Hm? What’s going on?” asked Hisago, raising her head.

Anko finally broke the surface of the bath, sputtering. “O-oi, Kushina-san! Since when was your little brat fucking hung?!”

Naruto felt his face burning as he looked down at his limp, but still swollen member, which was fully on display between his slightly spread legs.

“Ah, uh, w-well t-that’s a l-long story-ttebane…” Kushina was rapidly sinking. A burn of shame outmatching Naruto’s was making her wish to fall until the ground gave out under her.

And to complete the shame, Tsume came in not two seconds later. “Hey girls, sorry I’m late but…” She stopped, taking in the scene before her. Everyone was gathered around the group’s unofficial mascot. As she approached, a slight odor made her pause. It was faint, mixed in with the steam rising from the bath, but something about it set her on edge. Instinctively her shoulders tensed. “What’s going on?” she asked.

Naruto had his back to her, but everyone else had a look of shock, awe and complete confusion on their faces.

GoF

“Really now…” muttered the feral woman as Kushina finished her sparse explanation. She had gotten into the warm bath herself and was now eyeing the fat sausage sprouting from the young pup’s groin. “Must be puberty or something for him to get a growth spurt like that.”

Kushina cringed at the word ‘spurt,’ while Naruto’s cock gave a twitch. Once the majority of his embarrassment had past, the sight of the Inuzuka Matriarch’s generous curves and tanned skin, combined with everyone else’s bared bodies, had kept his rod hard throughout the proceedings.

“D-does it hurt, Naruto-kun?” asked Kurenai hesitantly, staring at the bulging, pulsing veins that lined his six inch shaft.

“N…not really,” said the young Uzumaki shyly, “It’s just kinda…uncomfortable…”

“Eh? Uncomfortable? Don’t tell me that’s the thing bothering you, pup.” Tsume smiled good naturedly, leaning back in the bath. In doing so, she gave him an unblocked view of her plump, caramel-colored melons.

“So, you need to rub out some cum from it, right?” Anko bluntly asks, prompting a punch in the side by Kurenai. “OW! Well he does doesn’t he? I’m guessing it’s like a futa seal; it won’t settle down until he gets some ‘release.’ Should be easy, right?”

Kushina fidgeted. “That’s…not quite.”

“Eh? He just has to rub it right?”

“Well you see-

Kushina stopped, and thought over those words a little more. Her face slackened as she processed them. Wait a minute, he could have done this himself!?

She slumped sorrowfully in the bath, her mind shutting down from the sheer fact all her ‘efforts and promises’ were for nothing.

“Uh…” Naruto interrupted, “I…can’t. It doesn’t work.”

His mother felt an amount of disappointment, and relief at that statement for some reason.

“So…you need someone to help you?” asked Hara curiously, leaning in slightly.

Behind her, Kushina went almost as red as her hair.

“Y-yeah,” he said, “Mama usually rubs my…thing until I-”

“S-socchi!” His mother was horrified and flailed her hands rapidly, as if to slap the incriminating words out of the air.

Mikoto chuckled. “Good grief Kushi-chan! First you let him have more of your milk and now you tend to his manhood? No wonder you’ve been skipping the last few times~”

“Heh~” Kushina shrunk in pale panic, as Anko’s amused drawl sounded through the bathhouse, “So you let your mama deal with it? Are you gonna do it when you get home or…?”

“Anko, you know I CAN punch you as much as I want; I only limit it to two everyday so you don’t bruise. Now be quiet or I’ll put you in a Narakumi!” hissed Kurenai.

The purple-haired woman only giggled. “No you won’t! I’d just do this to you afterwards until I felt better~!” She reached up and brazenly groped at her friend’s pert breast from over the towel she wore. Kurenai’s squawked reaction and blush only made Naruto’s cock throb.

“... Are you sure it doesn’t hurt Naru-chan? It looks like it’s really swollen and painful…” Hara asked, her natural maternal instinct surging at the thought of the boy being in any discomfort. She pulled herself out of the bath and sat next to him, sliding in closer to have a better look at the large prick, unknowingly pressing the side her large assets into his arm.

Predictably, his cock strained mightily, darkening as more blood pumped into it. Dollops of precum swelled from the tip and started dribbling down his length to the sack at the bottom.

“That really doesn’t look healthy…” Muttered Hara, her breath tickling Naruto’s ear, “Maybe…we should take care of it here…”

“What?” Kushina asked, her eyes snapping open from her embarrassment to catch her friend’s words.

Mikoto, whom had also shifted closer on Naruto’s other side, nodded musingly. “Perhaps so…it’d be dangerous for secrecy if he were forced to walk home with it all stiff like this. Better to get it over with, ne?”

“B-B-but…here?”

“Where else? Nobody’s going to come in here all night, not with us having booked the place.” Mikoto pointed out. She observed Kushina’s shaking red composure, “Well, well! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen that face.”

The Uzumaki woman looked almost on the verge of tears from mortification.

“... I’ve not seen that face at all…” Mikoto tilted her head in thought, thinking carefully… “I’ll tell you what, how about we take care of it?”

“Eh?” Was the general comment from around the bathhouse. The expressions on everyone’s faces were different, though. Anko’s face lit up evilly, only to be swatted by Kurenai again. Hara blushed lightly, but her pale eyes betrayed her, flicking from Kushina and Mikoto to Naruto’s crotch in contemplation.

“In…in the bath?”

“No, on top of the fence. YES in the bath, it filters out small messes that happen inside,” Mikoto pointed out, “Just one pump and the problem is solved, right?”

“Uh…well, it’s…not THAT easy…” Kushina said uneasily, her fingers threading together, “Naru-chan’s penis has a lot of…stamina.”

“What do you mean?”

She fidgeted. “I mean…you have to really work at it for a little while and make it feel good for him. Now that it’s…harder.”

“Good for…” Mikoto managed to lose her cool facade for a second, her face losing composure slightly and face-palming herself. She should have known there were differences between a futa seal and the real thing, but didn’t comprehend it properly.

Naruto, meanwhile, was very aware of the two curvy bodies seated on either side of him. Their bared, wide hips were inches away from his own. The heat of their proximity, not to mention the steamy bath air, was filling his head with that familiar, pleasurable haze. He needed to feel something squeeze his cock. It didn’t matter what, but his shaft felt like an iron bar.

Sure enough, he got his wish.

“H-Hara!” Kushina vocalized, slipping forward in surprise at the sight of the Hyuuga reaching forward to catch the member within her grasp.

“I-it’s okay Kushina… it’s all for Naruto right? So it’s fine to deal with a little embarrassment,” She moved quickly with her hand, stroking up and down the length of it, “It’s big…almost the same size as my husband…” The second was whispered so quietly that only Naruto could catch it. She scooted closer and her soft thigh molded against his side. “Does this feel good, Naruto-kun?”

“Uh, y-yeah…mama uses both hands though…”

Hara was about to adjust her position, but then found a second hand already stroking the top while her own occupied the base, Mikoto’s to be exact.

“Hm, altogether right?” Mikoto sheepishly commented, before leaning in closely as well, both sides of Naruto now occupied with fleshy tits pressing into him, both of the older women stroking him.

“Hey, how about I help-”

“No.” Kurenai answered to Anko’s predictable question, “You are not using this as an excuse to touch Naruto’s…thing. Two people are good enough.” The stern kunoichi pointedly looked away from the event before her, instead trying to focus on Kushina’s face. “Remember we’ve been friends for a while Kushina, we’re willing to help out any way we can.”

The redheaded woman didn’t answer, staring at the scene before her. Her son, her young boy, was panting and groaning with pleasure as two of her oldest friends stroked his penis. He leaned into the side of Hara’s tit, resting his head against it while one of his hands went to Mikoto’s thigh.

She was rather relieved and thankful they were willing to help with this burden. On the other hand, she felt a burning shame at the so called ‘burden’ she had set herself meaning nothing now. She’d staked her title as a mother for this responsibility, and it meant nothing. I’ll still be able to help him on other weeks, she told herself.

Naruto relaxed into the warm, marshmallowy haze once more, enjoying the familiar pressure of a pair of hands massaging his dick.

“What is this stuff?” murmured Mikoto, smearing the thick, syrupy precum further into the shaft, “It just keeps flowing. It’s all slippery…”

“I-I’m not sure,” said his mother, “But it seems harmless enough. It only comes out when he’s all h-hard.”

“It must be his cum.” Anko guessed, “I mean, futa seals were only made to help the human race survive right? There was bound to be a few things thrown out in order for the final product to survive.”

But Kushina shook her head. “No…that’s definitely not his semen. This stuff is more like pre-cum or something.”

Hara giggled, her free hand coming up to stroke Naruto’s blond hair. “Indeed? It might make things easier for when little Naruto-chan finds a girlfriend. I mean, it would be hard to fit something like this…” She stopped suddenly, “E-eh, nevermind.”

Mikoto gave a quiet laugh of her own, still gazing with some wonder at the thick, meaty member in her hand. Her eyes drifted downward, to where his golf ball-sized balls piled onto the lip of the bath. “What do you think these are for?” she asked, using her other hand to take one, weighing it in an unwitting echo of her daughter’s curiosity. “We never did look into Naruto’s penis that much did we?”

“I believe we didn’t wish to encourage a certain perverted woman” Kurenai answered drily.

Mikoto did not answer, fighting down a blush as Naruto’s voice rose in a pleased moan. The stiff shaft throbbed in her hand, all warm and slippery and manly…

“I’m not a pervert, I’m interested in sex! What’s the problem with-”

“Not in front of Naruto!” Kurenai snapped.

“They’re fondling his dick for him! Don’t gimme that crap!” her friend snapped back.

“Hm…given how little futanari seals can feel, I do wonder what the actual experience would be like,” came Hisago’s airy voice, making them all jump.

Hara, her own jerking hand slipping down to fondle Naruto’s other ball for a second, gave her own reply. “I suspect it would be a more flexible version of a…uh, toy.” She answered shortly, cutting off any possible thought the other girls had to ask how she knew that. She flushed under the questioning looks, pressing Naruto’s cheek further into her pillowy breast as she clutched him tighter with her free hand, as if encouraging him to use it as a pillow.

“Eee-” The sudden exclamation on Mikoto’s side was cut short as she quickly shifted until Naruto’s hand rested mid thigh, she kept it in place with her own free hand as well, threading them in what would have been seen as a lovers embrace of fingers.

“...Mikoto? Did Naruto just-” started Kushina, blushing.

Her friend only shrugged, pretending that she hadn’t just let out a squeak from a small hand prodding at her nether lips. She kept stroking his cock, speeding up as it kept copiously drooling precum all over her fingers. Geez…it’s so sticky! There’s so much of it too…and this isn’t even his cum? She squeezed harder, drawing another moan from the young boy.

Tsume stirred as that scent she’d caught earlier now saturated the air. It was a little annoying to be honest and it made her figurative hackles rise in some faraway sense. She was currently focusing on the rather adorable expressions that flittered across the blond males face, so she ignored them entirely. He was like a puppy being pampered for the first time. Well…at least part of that was applicable to the situation.

Naruto panted, his hips bucking a little into the jerking hands of his mama’s hot friends. Hara-obasan’s tits were so soft. It was like having a nice pillow to rest his head on while she stroked him off. And she’s Hina-chan’s mama…will Hina-chan’s boobs get this big as well? The thought made him give a happy moan.

As Kushina watched her son being jerked off, she remembered another detail. “Oh! Um…Naruto-kun really likes it when you rub the tip of his p-penis. You have to pull back the skin covering it.”

Mikoto hummed in acknowledgement, lightly pinching the loose hood of skin and peeling it down. The smell that had been building for the last few minutes suddenly spiked, turning the steamy bath into a smelly, humid enclosure.

“Well… you likely need to air out whatever room you were helping him in Kushina…” Hisago commented, being able to smell the scent even from far away.

“Oh, so when I touch him it’s a problem, but when you guys do it, it’s like some ‘noble sacrifice!’ What a load of bull…” Anko muttered grumpily.

“Augh...Socchi, I thought I asked you to clean out all that, that…gunky stuff-ttebane!” Kushina complained, trying to think about something other than his pleasure-struck moaning. Such sounds shouldn’t be coming from a 10 year old boy’s mouth!

“S-sorry mama…I try, but it keeps coming back, datte- Ohh~!”

Mikoto gasped as that thick stench burned her nostrils. Her fingers squished against the sweaty inside of Naruto’s foreskin and what looked like some sort of congealed slime, but her disgust was heavily muted.

Without hesitation Hara’s soft hand rose to join her friend’s, slender fingers rubbing and tickling the fat, red, mushroom-like flesh at the head of Naruto’s dong, making him squeal happily. Her ministrations were rewarded with warm spurts of precum splattering her palm. “It’s simple, just go through the movements,” she said quietly to herself. She wasn’t sure what to do about the ticklish, fluttering sensation coming from her chest, but she kept stroking Naruto’s short, soft hair with one hand as he relaxed against her expansive bosom.

Not to be outdone, Mikoto went down to his balls, massaging them to elicit appreciative groans from their owner. already Naruto could feel he was at the verge of blowing his load.

“O-obachan…I’m gonna…!” he gasped. The Uchiha Matriarch started as she felt his testicles start contracting rhythmically in her hand, while his shaft started flexing and twitching wildly.

“Going to what?” Mikoto asked, suddenly aware of his panting. It was when Hara gave a particularly strong squeeze in the middle of his meaty shaft did Naruto finally let it loose.

A thick stream of cum finally shot out of the tip, the force of it was enough to arc through the air and hit Anko right at the base of her neck from the other side of the bath. Everybody jumped at the range and continued to stare as the waterhose continued to spurt freely at the sexual kunoichi, who currently was sitting blankly, simply looking down at the yellowish sperm dripping across her front.

The range decreased with the last few twitches of his schlong, but the ropy jets continued to arc impressively from his cockhead, plopping into the water as Naruto shuddered and moaned in Hara and Mikoto’s embrace. When he finally went limp, sighing happily, his cock drooped in the Hyuuga’s hand, still leaking that sticky white fluid into the bath.

“Oh my…” whispered Hara, eyes wide, “Is…is that really how much a man lets out?” It’s so thick! Not even Hoshiko-chan ejaculates that much… She gulped.

“Hmm…” Anko slowly scooped up a helping of the white goo and played around with it with her fingers. for a second she simply stared… and then licked it up.

“A-Anko! You don’t know if that’s-”

“Hey, cool your tits, Nai-chan…this is actually kinda tasty.” She nodded in appreciation, scooping up a larger portion and lapping at more of it, “Seriously, put this in a jar, sell it and it’d make a pretty good topping or something.”

“D-don’t be ridiculous!” yelled Kushina shrilly, “We can’t just make people eat my son’s s-semen!”

“I’d eat it.”

“Well you’re weird-ttebane.”

For a moment, the bathhouse was silent… and then a roar of laughter and giggling erupted from all the ladies there, with Naruto simply recovering from his recent session to really join in.

Despite the strange and unusual event added to the usual gathering of housewifes, it ended as they all did, with good memories and shared problems.

GoF

[Monday, Konoha Academy, Hallway]

“So, you’ve met our dear mother, Naruto-chan~?”

Naruto suppressed a groan of exasperation as he heard Hanabi’s sing-song voice from behind him. “What’re you on about, Hanabi?”

“Oh, I don’t, maybe the fact you introduced this,” She fondled his crotch brazenly, causing the youth to jump back in protest, “To some of the lovely housewives of the clans last night?”

Naruto groaned as the obvious connection was made. Hinata was of course Hara’s daughter, but he didn’t see where this foul-mouthed, brash girl could have gotten her attitude. It certainly wasn’t from her father, whom Naruto had met once; she had the face of stone and the humor of a dead fox.

“...How the hell do you even know that?” he asked stonily, “Were you watching us, you pervert?”

“Coming from a little boy who gets his mommy to jack off his third leg, you’re calling me a pervert~?”

“I don’t…she…I kind of need to do it every weekend with her…why do I have to explain this to you-ttebayo, you already peeked enough to know everything!”

Hanabi’s cat-ate-the-canary grin widened by a good margin. “Heheheh…but I’m not the only one who knows~ Right, Nee-chan?”

A familiar, soft body embraced him from behind, wantonly pressing a pair of warm breasts into his back. “Naruto-kun,” Hinata sighed in his ear, sending a thrill down his spine into his pants, “Watching you play with Okaa-san…made me really excited~!”

The blond gulped, his heart pounding as her soft hands caressed the quickly-forming bulge at the front of his crotch.

“Heh, nee-san gets extra hot with incest…good to confirm that; I’ll just go up ahead, don’t try to be too late, lovebirds~”

With that, Naruto was dragged into a nearby dark ally, yelping in a totally masculine way. That is, it would be if he actually knew the difference between girly and manly.

They were marked down as late when they finally appeared at school during the second period. Naruto was rather dizzy and tired, slumping into his seat with Hinata smiling demurely at his side.

Despite Iruka-sensei’s irritation, Naruto couldn’t muster enough dignity to feel too ashamed. After all, despite his exasperation, Hinata’s own puppy-dog eyes were particularly enchanting when they gazed up at him while she had his cock in her mouth. He immediately had sympathy for his mother and what she had to endure raising him.

GoF

NS: And there we have it, the first chapter of the school semester.

UO: I wonder if it will more sexing than learning

NS: I meant real life, dumbass.

Doom: It’s a freaking smut, of course it’s going to have more sex, you’re WRITING the damn thing.

UO: I know that. And I didn’t know that, NS, considering two of us are out of school.

Doom: Urg, anyway, students, housewifes and lots of potential for the future, let’s hope we have better luck at studying than Naruto is likely going to get.

NS: Agreement. No Traits this time. Those’ll wait until the next chapter.

Doom: Or maybe the next, or the next after that, who knows.

Kuro: We’ll see about that. But in the meantime, peace out everybody.

Next chapter: Blossoms blow in the wind