capitulo 23

Naruto tapped a foot against the floor.

'Where is that old geezer?' the blonde thought, an irate expression on his whiskered face.

It'd been…what…thirty minutes? An hour? How much time could an old man spend with two women, anyway? Leaving a teenager alone in the side room of a brothel with a half-hearted warning was pretty low, even for Jiraiya.

"Don't come out of that room if you know what's good for you!" he'd said, with that trademark grin of his.

Then, off he went with two women who were wrapped around him like clothes, with fake smiles and even faker tits. Even Naruto could see straight through them..

As any ordinary teenager would, Naruto got bored after a short while. He got up and started pacing around…he even considered leaving, but when he put an ear to the door, he heard noises he would rather not experience closeup and personal.

It was a quaint little room. With a sofa that Naruto wasn't brave enough to sit on, and an old television with a tape player sequestered underneath. He pressed play to see if anything was in it, but the machine simply whirred and did nothing.

What was the point of a tape player if there weren't any tapes? Naruto glanced around, but he didn't see any, at least none in plain sight.

There was a wardrobe, but when Naruto tried it, he found it to be locked. A civilian might struggle to break it, but Naruto considered himself an expert lock-breaker.

Emphasis on the breaker, part.

He kicked the destroyed lock underneath the wardrobe, then pried open the doors. What met him was an array of video tapes, all labeled, some with professional covers and others looking about as bootleg as bootleg could be.

One caught his eye…even years later, Naruto couldn't quite recall while. Fate, he'd like to think. As if the world had it out for him..

He took it out, and blew off a layer of dust in the meantime. His eyes scanned over the label, which was as non-descriptive as the tape itself. Which was to mean nothing was on it.

Naruto put his ear against the door again to make sure no one was coming. He even pushed a chair against it, for all the good that would do if Jiraiya really wanted to see what his protege was up to.

Then he slid the tape into the player.

The next four minutes and twelve seconds of Naruto Uzumaki's life would change every second that happened thereafter. For it wasn't an ordinary pornographic tape: though there was a man, and there was a woman..

It just so happened that the woman's husband was the one behind the camera egging it all on.

Years later, Naruto would sit at his desk and ponder how one obscure videotape had changed the trajectory of his life.

'I wonder…' he thought. 'Would the others be interested in making some home movies..?'

There was only one way to find out.

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"Go ahead and state your name for the camera, please," a calm, interviewer-esque voice said.

Hinata Uzumaki grinned.

"Hello!" she said with a jovial wave, seated upon the couch in their  new house. "I'm Hinata Uzumaki. Though my maiden name is Hinata Hyūga, if that's of any relevance."

"What do you do for a living, Hinata?"

"Well, a long time ago now I was a kunoichi. I was just about to make jōnin, then I got pregnant with my first child…then my second child…and after that, I more or less retired. Nowadays I'm a housewife. Though," Hinata smiled, her white eyes twinkling. "I still sometimes wonder what could have been. Children, am I right?"

("Thanks, Mom," Himawari said in a part that would later be cut out of the final product. It was Himawari who was behind the camera…a role she took seriously, even putting on some decorative glasses so that she could look the part of a television producer.)

"You're pregnant with a third child, aren't you? How far along are you?"

Hinata beamed, rubbing her stomach.

"I'm just now reaching the second trimester; for the uneducated, that means I'm about three or four months in." Hinata kept rubbing her belly, an overjoyed expression on her face. "I- we have some names picked out…we've decided that we're going to let the gender, and thus the name, be a surprise."

The camera zoomed in on her belly for a moment, which wasn't showing as of the video being recorded. Hinata was glowing, though, and a trained shinobi might notice the changes in her physiology. If they bothered to look.

"How do you think the village at large would feel if they found out the father of your baby isn't your husband?"

Hinata giggled. "I imagine they would be appalled," she said sweetly.

"Could your husband step into the shot now? He may go ahead and take a seat next to you on the couch."

("Jeez, Himawari," said Naruto in another line that would be cut. "You're really taking this seriously..!"

"Shush! Himawari said. "Sit down and let me work my magic! This is fun!"

She beamed as she angled the camera.)

A blond man stepped into the shot. Tall and distinctive with whisker-like marks along his cheeks, his face was one that anyone in all the Elemental Nations would recognize.

He took a seat on the couch next to Hinata. She put a hand on his leg, leaning over and pressing a kiss to his cheek. Neither of them seemed perturbed by the accusation of her baby not being his.

"Now, could you introduce yourself for the camera? Go ahead and give us your occupation too while you're at it."

The blond man let out a gentle, hesitant sigh.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki," he said, grinning slightly. "I'm the Seventh Hokage."

"Are you aroused, Lord Hokage?"

The camera zoomed in on Naruto's crotch, where a small bulge can be seen. They have to zoom in quite a lot for it to become evident..

"...yes…" Naruto admitted.

"Are you capable of pleasing your wife, Lord Hokage?"

"Going straight for the big questions, huh..?"

Naruto looked away from the camera and away from Hinata.

"Sometimes. If she's in the right mood," he said awkwardly. "The usual…the usual methods don't tend to work…but uh- in the past, we made due with toys…or with my mouth."

"In the past? That seems to imply that things have changed."

"Things have changed," Naruto murmured.

"I believe our viewers may be curious as to what you mean by that. Luckily, I don't intend to keep them in the dark for any longer. Could our third and final guest join us at this time?"

A third person walked into the shot. Tall, dark, handsome…those were the first words anyone would think upon seeing him. He flashed a little smirk at the camera, and in the near future, when the Uzumaki and Uchiha families would watch their little home video, all the girls would swoon.

He took a seat on the other side of Hinata, the three of them packed rather tightly onto the couch.

The camera panned over the three of them. Naruto was still obviously aroused, his pathetic bulge twitching slightly. Hinata fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. The new man was calm and collected.

"Could you—"

"I'm Sasuke Uchiha," the dark haired man said without skipping a beat. "I don't have an occupation, per se; I go where the village needs me.

"Could you shed some light on what Naruto Uzumaki meant by how things have changed between he and Hinata in the bedroom as of late?"

"Sure," said Sasuke. "That's because Naruto isn't allowed to lay a finger on her. In fact—" He turned his head toward Naruto. "Scoot over. You're too close to my property and it's making me testy."

Naruto audibly gulped. Without hesitation, he scooted over until he couldn't anymore.

The camera zoomed in on Hinata; she was grinning from ear-to-ear, quite unusual for someone who'd just been referred to as property.

"Are you insinuating—"

"I'm not insinuating a thing," said Sasuke. "I own Hinata. She's mine to do with as I wish. Isn't that right?"

The camera catches Hinata nodding in agreement.

"Naruto is quite the handsome man. Not to mention the Hokage. Surely, Hinata has a good reason for acknowledging someone like you as her so-called owner when her husband is sitting right there."

Sasuke sneered. "Have you seen what the Hokage is packing?"

"Naruto, if you could…"

The blond gulped again.

Then he unzipped his pants and fished out something that would impress an ant, perhaps. It was thin…small…and even at full stiffness, Hinata could smother it with her hand so that not a millimeter of it could be seen.

("Wow," Himawari said. "I forget how small that thing is, sometimes. It must be a miracle that Boruto and I are around, huh?"

"You have no idea," Hinata giggled.

Sasuke smirked; Naruto's cheeks flushed red.)

"Now, Sasuke, if you could kindly give us a comparison…"

"Hinata can do the honors," said Sasuke, leaning back on the sofa and throwing an arm around the former Hyūga.

Hinata grinned from ear-to-ear, having not even glanced at her husband's cock which was only a foot away. Instead, her fingers were already on the zipper of her lover's trousers…

Ziiip. The camera picked up the noise quite clearly.

Hinata took out something that sucked the air out of the room.

It was gigant- nay, gargantuan. Thick and long, with a heft to it that made Hinata have to hold it up under it's own weight. And it was still soft..

Not for long, though. Hinata couldn't help herself; she began to stroke Sasuke's cock, and from the twitching on her face, she was having to resist the urge to dip her head down and start blowing him then and there.

The camera zoomed in on Sasuke's cock, then pans over to Hinata's aroused expression. Then, a shot of Naruto's despondent expression.

Then, a wider angle, where the true disparity between the two men becomes evident. On one side of the couch sat Sasuke, whose arm was slung around a beautiful woman, and whose cock throbbed and hummed, a mass of flesh that seemed to defy reality.

On the other side of the couch was Naruto, whose wife was busy ogling another man, and whose cock was likely better off being measured in millimeters for better accuracy.

"Lord Hokage, could you enlighten us on how the affair between these two began?"

Naruto tugged at the collar of his shirt.

"I- uh, it was…it was my idea…"

"It was your idea to let your wife sleep with another man?"

"It was my idea to let- let me sleep with Sasuke," Naruto corrected. "I had other ideas, but in the end, I think…I think we've all come to realize that they're perfect for each other."

As Naruto spoke, the camera zoomed in slowly on his expression. When it zoomed back out, it's to find Hinata with her lips wrapped around Sasuke's cock.

"Sasuke, what did you think of Naruto's idea when he first came to you with it?"

"I thought he was a lunatic," Sasuke said, as Hinata made audible glug glug glug noises on his cock. "Then again, I guess it all worked out in the end, didn't it?"

"What would you say is the nature of your relationship with Hinata Uzumaki? Is it just of a physical nature?"

"Absolutely not," said Sasuke. He put a hand onto Hinata's head, scratching it affectionately. "She's practically a second wife to me, now…I couldn't imagine life without her."

There's a shot of Hinata, whose paused in her dick sucking to give Sasuke an overjoyed look. She grinned from ear-to-ear, then went right back to doing what she did best. Only this time she was a bit more eager, climbing up onto the couch slightly so that she had a better angle and leverage..

Her ass wiggles high in the air. Naruto found it hard not to stare, a fact that is caught quite evidently by the camera.

Glug, glug. Slurp, slurp.

"How often would say that you and Hinata engage in sexual intercourse?"

"Hmm…definitely every day," said Sasuke, seeming unperturbed by the world-class blowjob he was in the middle of receiving. "She starts getting angsty if I don't cum inside of her at least once a night."

"Hinata, if you could stop that for a moment.."

With some obvious irritation, she extracted herself from Sasuke's cock. That didn't mean she stopped pleasing him though, still stroking his shaft even as she sat back down in her rightful place next to him.

"How would you describe your relationship with Sasuke?"

There were hearts in Hinata's eyes as she processed the question. She began to speak..

"It's perfect," Hinata swooned. "Everything about him is perfect…"

"Now, I believe that me and everyone watching from home can see for ourselves that Sasuke has quite the edge on your husband when it comes to simple genetics. What about the other aspects of your relationship?"

"It's not just his cock," Hinata said quickly. "Though that doesn't hurt things, not one bit~" She giggled, even as she continued to stroke her lover's impossibly thick shaft. "Sasuke is…he's exactly what I want. Sweet, considerate, strong, passionate. Even if Naruto wanted me to stop having relations with him, I don't think I could bring myself to do it."

"How does that make you feel, Naruto?"

Naruto bit his lip. "It makes me really, really, really horny," the blonde confessed.

"Hinata, why don't you demonstrate just how in love with Sasuke's cock you are?"

"That won't be hard," Hinata said with a giggle.

Without any need for further prompting, Hinata proceeded to jump straight into Sasuke's lap. The camera catches quite the angle; the lithe woman cradled in Sasuke's lap, his mammoth cock lined up and demonstrating just how massive he is in comparison to her tiny, tiny snatch.

Hinata pulled up her dress, and showed for the camera just how far she's come…there's no panties on underneath, not even a hint of them. Instead, there's a close-up of her dripping wet snatch, silhouetted by Sasuke's gargantuan cock.

Sasuke didn't need to ask for permission. He hefted Hinata up by the thighs and lowered her down onto his shaft.

The former Hyūga squeaked as he entered her. The camera zoomed in, capturing the exact moment he slides inside of her, Hinata's pussy stretching lewdly and obscenely around her lover's member.

Then, the camera cuts to a shot of Naruto, who is transfixed and awestruck by what's transpiring less than a couch-length away. The blond had begun to stroke him gently…he used a whole hand, but for a cock his size, two or three fingers would probably suffice.

The camera zoomed in on Naruto's pathetic cock.

Then there's an abrupt cut—in place of Naruto's two or three inches is a mass of flesh that's quickly swallowed up by Hinata's impossibly tight pussy. Sasuke grunted loudly, dragging Naruto's wife up and down his shaft with ease.

"Hinata, could you describe for Naruto what exactly it feels to have Sasuke inside of you?"

"Yes! Yes~! Oh my God! Mmm…it's so big..!"

Hinata threw her head back, moaning and groaning with wanton enjoyment. Her ass cheeks clapped against Sasuke's thighs, her face a writhing mass of emotion as she rode the once last Uchiha for all he was worth and then some.

"Sasuke, do you have any advice for Naruto on how he could please his wife better? If you were to ever give him the chance to lay a finger on her?"

"There's a slim chances of that happening," Sasuke smirked, having to lean his head around Hinata's writhing body as she rode him with impunity. "But if I did give Naruto that opportunity?" 

He turned his head to the blond, who was practically salivating at the sight of Hinata riding him.

"Then my advise would be to clap your hands together and to pray," Sasuke murmured. "Pray that, in another life, you might be reborn as someone capable enough to give your wife even a fraction of the pleasure that I give her."

Naruto stared at him, stunned, though he was still stroking himself raw to the sounds of Hinata clap clap clapping on Sasuke's dick.

"Those are some rather harsh words."

"Harsh? Maybe," said Sasuke, glancing at the camera. He grunted as Hinata planted herself deep, grinding against him, her womb mere millimeters away from the tip of his cock. "But it's true. Look at her…look at me. Now, look at him. Is there any world where she picks him over me?"

Just then Naruto came; the blond just couldn't help it anymore. The camera focused as two spurts of watery cum burst across his belly.

"Already?" Sasuke said with a chuckle. "Even I thought you might last a little longer…that's no problem, though. Your wife's pussy is so tight that if I fuck it just right, I can make myself cum in no time in all."

The camera goes through a series of cuts, then.

From Hinata's moaning face, to the corkscrewing of Sasuke's cock inside of her, to Naruto's stunned expression as they kept going.

It's only a minute later when Sasuke pulled her all the way down the length of his cock..

There's a closeup of the base of Sasuke's cock…the throbbing is evident…Sasuke grunts and Hinata squeaks. It's clear that she's being creampied, and yet Sasuke is buried so deep inside of her that no cum is visible, not at first.

Then he pulls out of her.

"Guh…" Hinata went limp against him.

His cock is still erect, pressed against her thigh…yet the camera isn't focused on that. It zoomed in on Hinata's tight little pussy.

It takes a while, but cum began to ooze out of her…dribbling…dribbling…dribbling…Hinata moaned as it began to fall out. Just the cum that leaked out of her was multiple times the volume of the pathetic little load her husband had ebbed out.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say for the camera, Hinata?"

Sasuke had to slap her cheeks gently to bring her back around. He set her down on the couch beside him, keeping her legs spread so that the camera is given the perfect view of her creampied snatch.

"What..?"

"Say something for the camera," Sasuke murmured, holding her jaw in his hand.

Hinata grinned sleepily.

"I love you, Sasuke…" she cooed. "I love your cock. I love—mmm…" She let out an especially loud moan as more cum poured out of her. "I love everything about you…"

"And would you like to say anything to Naruto?"

Her next works cut deep.

"...who..?"

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After the cameras stopped rolling, there was a lengthy silence, punctuated by Hinata's vigorous breathing.

Himawari stepped out from behind the camera, a broad grin on her face.

"That was fun..!" she boasted, still wearing her producer glasses. "Did you all have fun, too?"

Her gaze scanned over the three of them. From Sasuke, who sat with a smirk on his face and his mammoth cock still twitching in his lap…to Hinata, who was breathless and still panting, an enormous creampie dripping out of her…and finally to Naruto, whose small member had already shrunk to a practically undetectable size.

"I had a great time," Sasuke said with a smirk. He threw an arm around Hinata, who cuddled in close to him.

"...mmm…great…" Hinata groaned.

Naruto sighed.

"Well, I just spent the past fifteen minutes watching my wife worship another man, and I'll be reliving tonight for about the next year." Naruto flashed his daughter a foxy grin. "So…yeah…that was pretty fun..!" 

If Himawari seemed surprised by the turn of events, she didn't show it. Over the course of a brief video, Naruto had been humiliated, emasculated, and forced to watch as his wife not only rode another man into oblivion, but allowed him to ejaculate straight into her womb..

And somehow, he was the happiest of the three of them.

'Dad just can be a little weird,' Himawari thought, grinning slightly. 'It's kind of adorable.'

"Do you mind if I—?" Himawari gestured to Sasuke.

"Go ahead," Sasuke said, adjusting his legs somewhat.

She eased herself down onto her knees, licking her lips as if a steaming hot meal was being prepared right in front of her. With a twinkle in those sky-blue eyes of hers, Himawari got to work cleaning his cock off.

"Mmm…mmm…" Slurp, slurp—

"You know, I'm curious," Sasuke said, striking up a conversation with Naruto as the man's daughter went down on him. "What made you suddenly want to make a video like that, anyway..?"

Naruto chuckled, taking a moment to choose his words carefully.

"A video like that got me into the whole…you know…" Naruto grinned. "I wanted to kind of…recreate it in a way..?"

Sasuke rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Alright," Sasuke said.

"That's it?" said Naruto. "You're not…weirded out or anything?"

Sasuke had a laugh at that.

"Not really," the Uchiha murmured. "If anything, knowing that there's a catalyst behind all that cuckoldry instead of it coming out of the blue helps me to make sense of it all," Sasuke said. "And besides, do you really think you'd have to wrangle my arm to get me to humiliate you and cum inside Hinata on camera? I do that on a daily basis anyway."

Naruto grinned.

"So, if we were to make more videos—"

"Than all I'd like is some input on them," Sasuke said with a smirk. "Maybe next time we can do something a little spicier…I'll think on it and get back to you."

"Perfect..!"

Slurp, slurp…all the while, Himawari kept up her work. It'd gone from 'cleaning him off' to a full blown blowjob, complete with deepthroating and gagging on his gargantuan length.

After a thought, Naruto stood up. He tiptoed over to the camera and booted it back up, then rolled it over on the tripod so that he caught the perfect angle of his sweet little daughter with a mouthful of cock.

"Say cheese!" Naruto said cheekily, as he tinkered with the controls and eventually got the camera to zoom in on Himawari's angelic face.

She flashed him a peace, giving a wink to the camera as Sasuke's cock throbbed down the back of her throat.

"And maybe we'll start making some impromptu videos, too," Sasuke said with another laugh.

"...yeah," Naruto murmured. "Maybe we will."

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The next morning, Naruto swept into his office with a bounce to his step.

He'd watched that video at least four times before leaving the house; each time had been more euphoric than the last. Everything…everything…about it was perfection.

Something occurred to him as he he got ready that morning. Hinata and Sasuke were in bed, making out passionately, as Naruto shrugged on his Hokage cloak and ran a brush through his closely-cropped hair.

'What if I want to watch the video when I'm in the office?'

He worked ten hour days at time. In a dark, lonely office…with no one around…and a button under his desk that would lock the door, draw the shutters and activate privacy-seals that would prevent anyone from seeing, listening, or even knowing what was going on inside.

Obviously, he would never abuse that button. It was to only be used when a foreign leader came to visit, to ensure absolute secrecy. He had never once used it so that he could beat off to an assortment of pictures and brief videos he had on his phone of Sasuke plowing Hinata, Himawari, Naruko, or any combination of the three…not once. Never.

When he got to his office, he moved to the far wall, right next to the door. There was a bookshelf there, decorated with an assortment of things, from random novels to treatises and age old treaties.

To say decorated was a very apt term, for Naruto hadn't touched the bookshelf not once since he'd became Hokage.

He chose the first book on the top shelf. It was an old book on the cultural changes associated with the formation of the hidden villages…and surely, Naruto made a lot of old people very, very mad as he crudely created a hole on the inside of the book.

Just large enough to fit a disc into. Himawari had chosen him how to burn the video onto it that morning..

Grinning to himself, Naruto put the book—disc enclosed inside—back on the shelf. Nobody came inside his office but him, and the occasional guest who likely wouldn't be rifling through books about a hundred years ago while visiting him.

Now, whenever he wanted, he had a hotline to that sweet, sweet, cuckoldry goodness. All he would have to do would be to pop it into his laptop and at all, he'd see Hinata getting plowed by the fat cock she deserved in beautiful, glorious high definition.

After a thought, Naruto grabbed the book again and reached for a pen from his desk. In the margins, in the very back of the book, he wrote "The First One".

After all, they had many more videos to make…and he was sure a great number of these books would be defiled in order to make room for them. He wanted to keep them organized..

Naruto's hand lingered on the book's spine.

'I wonder what video we'll make next?'

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Then…

'Yeah, I can go ahead and rub one out,' Naruto thought, grinning. He went ahead and snatched the book—

Pressed the button under his desk—

And enjoyed some alone time.