When a natural straight man crosses and becomes Uchiha Madara

The author has something to say: In order to welcome tomorrow’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Xuexue boiled meat to satisfy everyone’s greed. This chapter can be regarded as a side story or a future plot. ), so...hehe

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After dinner, Senju Hashirama was in the study looking through the materials needed for tomorrow's meeting. Madara pushed open the door and walked in front of him and shouted very imposingly: "Hashirama!"

"what happened?"

Hashirama raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, and found that Madara had just bathed, with a refreshing and pleasant smell on his body, his long black hair was also wet, and clear water droplets flowed down his white neck from time to time. The black ninja uniform she was wearing has been replaced, and Madara is now wearing a plain white yukata with a loose front, exposing a large area of ​​skin on her chest...

Although he had seen Madara's more exposed appearance countless times, the seductive scene in front of him still made Hashirama's body a little hot, and he coughed as if to cover up before saying seriously: "What do you want from me?"

Madara changed her previous aura, her eyes were a little erratic, her face was a little hot, and she said after a while, "Let's do it for a while..."

Hashirama could hardly believe his ears. He lived together for so long and had to coax and persuade him every time to get him into bed. This was the first time Madara offered to have sex with him. If it was daytime, he would I really want to see if the sun is coming out from the west.

Seeing Hashirama's unbelievable expression, Madara's ears turned red, and he slapped his desk and shouted, "Hey——what's that expression on your face? Are you going to do it or not?"

Suppressing the sudden hotness in his heart, Hashirama tried his best to remain calm and said, "Yes, but after I finish reading the document, I need it for the meeting tomorrow morning."

"I'll wait for you in the room."

Madara left the study after finishing speaking, Hashirama continued to look through the documents, but couldn't read any more, his mind was full of Madara's shadow, thinking of the upcoming passionate night, he couldn't calm down and work at all, wishing to put down the documents and go back to the room immediately Overwhelm the spot.

After all, Hashirama is indeed the first generation of Hokage, with strong willpower, even though he is desperate to return, he still forces himself to read the documents in his hands, and after making sure that there is nothing missing in the documents, he turns off the lights and quickly leaves the study and returns to his and Madara's room.

Opening the door and entering the room, Madara was dozing off on the bedding on the tatami mat. When Hashirama came in, she sat up and yawned and said, "It's so slow, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

With a fiery heart, Hashirama directly pressed Madara on the quilt, then kissed his lips, wanting to savor the taste, Madara pushed him away in a panic and shouted: "Not today."

Pushed away by Madara, Hashirama said in confusion, "Why not? Didn't you say to do it?"

"Yes, I mean to do it, but I want to attack! I want to be on top!" Madara sat up and shouted majesticly, and Hashirama frowned and said, "Isn't Madara comfortable on the bottom? Why? Suddenly remembered that it was up there?"

"I'm a man, it's too embarrassing to be suppressed all the time. Today I want to be on top." Madara said resolutely. He has long been upset about being suppressed by Hashirama, and he must counterattack today.

Hashirama stretched out his arms to hug him, and put his hand into Madara's bathrobe, stroking the sensitive spots on his body skillfully. Hearing Madara's uncontrollable panting, Hashirama kissed his cheek with a bit of emotion. The low hoarse voice persuaded and seduced: "I will make you very comfortable, Madara will still be below tonight..."

Although Hashirama's movements made him enjoy the unspeakable pleasure, Madara still pushed him away and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Why am I always below? Even Quanna is willing to be below—"

Madara shut his mouth when he said this, with a look of gloom and pain on his face. The name Quanna is a taboo for him now. If he hadn't subconsciously compared Quanna with Zhujian just now, he would not have mentioned it at all. The name that made his heart ache.

Seeing the pain hidden on Madara's face, Hashirama also felt uncomfortable. Ever since Quanna's defection, Madara's mood has been very low. It's rare that he is more energetic today. Hashirama really doesn't want to disappoint him , but it was really hard for him to accept being pressed down below.

Hashirama was thinking about how to persuade him to give up this idea, and Madara, who had collected his emotions, shouted at Hashirama: "Will you let me suppress it? If not, I will move back immediately, and I will never live with you again in the future."

Hearing Madara's ultimatum, Hashirama's face showed a tangled look, because he knew that Madara said that moving out was definitely not a joke, and it would be difficult to find him back after letting Madara leave. After hesitating for a while, Hashirama still gritted his teeth He nodded and said, "Okay, you're on top today."

"Yeah!" Madara became happy, stretched out his hand and tore off Hashirama's clothes and shouted, "Lie down and lie down."

"Does Madara want me to lie down or lie on my stomach?" Hashirama looked at Madara who was overexcited and incoherent and said gloomily, it seemed that tonight was going to be hard.

"Uh...let's kneel down, so I can see more clearly from behind."

Zhu Jian's face turned red immediately, and he subconsciously refused, "I can't do that pose."

"Damn! You feel embarrassed, don't you? I won't be embarrassed every time I do that posture? Get down quickly, or I will get angry." Madara said forcefully and pushed him down, staring at Hashirama with her dark eyes, His lips were also pursed tightly, as if he was about to explode.

Hashirama thought of Madara's shameful appearance every time he made such a provocative pose at his request, and knew that he would be angry if he didn't agree today, and would probably roll up his sleeves to fight him, so he could only Forced myself to kneel down on the bedding according to the posture Madara said, with long black hair hanging down on the white bed, Hashirama's face was already burning hot, and he was always on top controlling everything. Take control, he's under a lot of pressure.

"This pose is very tempting!" Madara said happily while taking off Hashirama's clothes, Hashirama Shin said that you are more tempting in such a pose, but thinking about saying this will irritate Madara, he Decided not to say anything.

"What should I do next?" After taking off Hashirama's clothes, Madara looked at Hashirama who was waiting for him to come, and tried to recall what he did before, should he touch first or kiss first?Or let him vent first?Every time he had sex with Zhujian, he quickly fell into a passion. For a while, he really couldn't remember the specific steps.

"By the way, we need to expand first." Madara suddenly remembered the most important step, and immediately stroked the □ between the pillars and inserted his fingers into it. The dry feeling made his finger movements very difficult, but in order to be able to enter him smoothly for a while The body spots on his body were still moving slowly, and his fingers were trying to open and widen. At the same time, he subconsciously said what Hashirama often said to him, "It's so tight, relax."

Hashirama finally understood how cruel and inhuman these words were, and it was definitely not something that could be relaxed just by relaxing.

The abnormal feeling of the foreign object entering the body made Hashirama's face look uncomfortable. When he realized that Madara wanted to expand directly like this, he hurriedly reminded: "... Lubrication... The medicine is in the cabinet..."

"By the way, it's necessary to lubricate it." Madara laughed, he really forgot to lubricate, if Hashirama hadn't reminded him to keep expanding like this, it would definitely hurt him.

Pulling out her finger, Madara rummaged in the cabinet and took out a small silver box, opened the lid, and the milky white paste exuding a fragrance came into Madara's eyes, and returned to Hashirama, Madara covered the paste with her fingertips. A kind of cold lubricating paste, and carefully applied the tender part behind the finger reinserted into the column...

Although it has been lubricated, Hashirama is still very uncomfortable. He resisted the discomfort. Sure enough, Madao Madao is completely inexperienced. If it was him, he would first love and caress Madara's body to provoke his lust and then make preparations. In this way It is really uncomfortable to lubricate and expand directly.

Madara's fingers were carefully opened and expanded in Hashirama's body, and the tender parts wrapped around the fingers soon softened, and Hashirama kept clenching her teeth, enduring the strange discomfort and remained silent, letting Madara His fingers were moving inside his body.

Madara was very dissatisfied with his silence, and while continuing to move his hands, he said: "It's very insensible, let's call and listen."

"I can't cry out." Hashirama said in a low voice, he already felt very ashamed, and it was really impossible for him to scream out again, anyway, the patience will pass.

Madara looked at Hashirama unhappily, and unexpectedly put two fingers into it, Hashirama suddenly let out an uncontrollable "hmm", and then Madara leaned into his ear and smiled triumphantly: "Isn't this called?" Out."

Seeing Madara's arrogant smile, Hashirama suddenly wanted to push him down like this and let him beg for mercy under him as usual, but considering that doing so would break his promise, Hashirama finally gave up on that tempting plan .

Madara didn't realize that he was on the verge of being crushed once, and he was completely immersed in the fun of bullying Hashirama at this time, two fingers were twitching vigorously in his body. He said: "It's hard to feel Right? It will be like this if you don’t develop the expansion properly, and I’ll let you go if you yell twice more.”

Hashirama broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and the arms supporting his body were trembling faintly, but he still refused to cry out, Madara pursed his lips, and inserted his third finger forcefully into it, Hashirama was so painful that his body convulsed Convulsions, immediately grasped the bed sheet tightly and bit her lip, bleeding from the bite soon.

Realizing this, Madara pulled his finger out of his body, then turned his face towards Hashirama, kissed, licked, and licked the wound between his lips, complaining, "Really, I don't want to cry out at a time like this." , are you maintaining Hokage-sama's reserve?"

Madara's healing action made Hashirama's body relax, and then he gasped lightly, full of pain. It was really torture before, it was too painful, and he doubted that he would faint from the pain when Madara entered later. .

Hashirama was about to remind Madara to do a good job of stretching, when a scorching object suddenly hit his crotch, and then forcefully pierced into it with a fast rhythm. When he started to move, the severe pain he had never felt made Hashirama's eyes widen all of a sudden. , unable to suppress a moan full of pain, "Ah... Madara... slow... ah... slow down!"

There was no sympathy behind the violent twitching. The voice of Chizuru Hashirama couldn't be coherent, and Madara said cheerfully: "Sorry, because I want to hear your screams so much, so I acted a little rough, don't mind."

Madara's voice didn't mean to apologize at all, and his eyes were shining bright red. Seeing Hashirama's painful appearance, instead of feeling guilty, he felt very happy. He has always admired Hashirama. In the middle of the day, I felt that he was an invincible and powerful existence, but at this moment, the situation of holding the powerful man Hashirama under him and controlling everything made Madara feel an unparalleled sense of accomplishment. Hearing his groaning and panting voice, Madara felt herself getting excited.

Because the action was too rough, blood flowed from Hashirama's posterior acupoint soon, and the lubrication of the blood made Madara's movements even more unscrupulous. The extreme excitement and the extremely comfortable sense of control made Madara completely ignore Hashirama's feelings , just venting out his desire.

Enduring the severe pain, Hashirama turned his head to look at Madara who was immersed in pleasure, and asked sadly and puzzled: "...why..."

He couldn't figure out why Madara did this, although it was the first time, such a brutal act without the slightest restraint purely for venting was not like Madara's behavior at all.

Madara looked at Hashirama who was full of pain under her body with bright red eyes and said with a nervous smile: "It feels good to be under my body and let me control it. A man like you is born to be bullied by others." Look up, but now you can only look up to me, and I control everything about you, it's really refreshing."

As he spoke, he moved violently in Hashirama's body, causing Hashirama to groan uncontrollably as he clutched the sheet in pain, and Madara was completely immersed in this kind of happiness.

In fact, Madara's nature is not like this, but after inheriting the memory of the competitive Uchiha Madara, his personality also changes accordingly. Under normal circumstances, his personality is relatively peaceful, although he is influenced by the genuine Uchiha Madara. But the change is not too big, but occasionally he will become the same as the real Uchiha Madara's character when his mood fluctuates greatly, just like now.

Hearing Madara's answer, Hashirama was very surprised. He didn't expect his desire to conquer to be so strong, but then he was relieved. Men all have this kind of desire. Maybe he carried a little bit of it when he hugged Madara. It's just that Madara's desire to control is too strong, it will be miserable if he doesn't suppress him this time, once Madara knows the taste, he will definitely ask to be on top all the time, Hashirama doesn't want that to happen.

Seeing Hashirama's expression as if he was thinking about something, Madara became upset, and immediately shouted: "Concentrate, don't think about other things."

Following Madara's order, the resounding slap sounded in the room full of obscene voices, Hashirama's buttocks had already started to turn red, and he secretly vowed in his heart that he would teach Madara a lesson.

In the dark room, Madara embraced Hashirama and vented her desire to the fullest. The entangled body made crackling noises, panting in excitement and moaning in pain. Excessive music...

After an unknown amount of time, Madara let out a low growl and shot hot white liquid into Hashirama's body. When he pulled out his weak body, the white turbid liquid mixed with blood streaks flowed out from the red and swollen penis of Hashirama. It looks very miserable.

After being released, Madara's body was a little weak. He hugged his lover and panted and said, "Hashirama... so comfortable... so it feels so comfortable to be on top..."

As he was talking, Hashirama turned over and pressed him under him, and said with a very dangerous smile: "Since Madara is over, it's time for me."

"It's okay that I'm on top today." Ban Tui yelled eagerly, but because he had just vented, his body had no strength to resist.

Hashirama gritted her teeth with a smile and said, "Yes, I've already let Madara have a good time on it, now it's my turn, I haven't ejaculated yet."

Looking at the avatar under Hashirama who was ready to go, Madara regretted it for a while. This is the consequence of his lack of actual combat experience. If he had helped Hashirama to vent out before, he wouldn't have such a situation that he was just finished being sexually abused by others. Cool embarrassment.

Hashirama's black-bellied smile made Madara feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart. After venting, his feverish mind has sobered up, and he also remembered the excessive things he did to Hashirama before. No matter how you look at it, Hashirama looks like he wants revenge If this is suppressed, it will definitely be miserable.

Thinking of this, Madara struggled eagerly, "No, let me go."

"Madara vomited on me. Don't you want it after you've vented enough? Do you know how much pain I had at that time?" Hashirama said, wiping his hands behind his back, and then let Madara see the white turbid liquid mixed with blood on his hands , Madara thought of Hashirama's horribly ravaged rear acupoints, and suddenly felt ashamed, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened at that time, I couldn't control myself at all, you were hurt so badly, It’s better to take the medicine and rest quickly, we’ll be doing it when you’re better, and I’ll let you vent as you please.”

Madara resorted to dragging words, thinking that even if the anger of doing Hashirama tomorrow night should be almost gone, it won't be very hard to do it then.

"Madara doesn't need to worry about me. The strongest of the Thousand Hands Clan is body energy and vitality. This minor injury is nothing. It will be no problem to persist until tomorrow morning. Let's make it to dawn."

Hashirama said as he pressed Madara's wrists firmly on the top of his head, then regardless of his struggle, he bent down and kissed Madara's lips and entangled with him. This kiss was unprecedentedly tough, which made Madara deeply understand When it came to his determination to achieve dawn, Madara realized that it was completely messed up. It was only eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were at least six hours before dawn, and he would die in that long time.

Madara shook his head desperately to break away from the kiss that almost suffocated him and shouted: "There is still a meeting tomorrow, I won't be able to get up until dawn."

"It's okay, I'll ask for leave for you, and I can tell you about tomorrow's meeting while I'm doing it later."

Seeing that Hashirama had no intention of giving up at all, Madara was so anxious that his forehead was covered with sweat, he apologized again and said, "I was wrong, please stop."

"It's useless to beg for mercy. I won't worry about your feelings today, just like you didn't consider my feelings at all just now." Hashirama said, stretching his white-stained fingers into Madara's back acupoint to expand. Not at all gentle and slow as usual, even with a trace of deliberate torture, Ling Ban kicked his legs and shouted: "It hurts... get out..."

"This is just the beginning." Hashirama continued to speak with the movements in his hands, completely lacking in the gentleness and consideration of the past. Hashirama has always valued Madara's feeling very much. Once he yelled to stop, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he would just quit. However, this time Hashirama was really angry, and didn't understand his feelings at all, and continued to do what he was doing even though Madara begged for mercy.

Such a compulsive action triggered some bad memories in Madara, and said with a trembling voice: "Hashirama, I really know I was wrong, don't do this."

Seeing Madara's pale face, Hashirama knew that he remembered the past, and finally let go and said, "Will you still say you want to be on top in the future?"

"Stop talking, come out soon." Madara called without hesitation, only wishing that Hashirama would stop this torture

Satisfied with the answer he wanted, Hashirama withdrew his finger from Madara's body, then kissed him on the cheek and said, "Mara, always remember what you said now, or I will punish you."

Hashirama secretly swore in his heart that if Madara said that he would become a gong again in the future, he would immediately overwhelm Madara, and would never stop if he couldn't get out of bed for two days. Finally, I don't have to be pressed anymore.

Madara didn't realize what Hashirama was talking about at all, let alone the tragic fate that would come in the future. He was relieved when he felt the tormenting fingers withdraw from his body, and he felt a sense of salvation.

Hashirama was actually a little tired after being tossed about by him for so long before, he lay on the bedding with Madara in his arms and said softly, "Go to sleep, there is a meeting tomorrow."

"Yeah." Madara had just vented and vented, and was frightened and frightened. After relaxing, the sleepy bug immediately visited, habitually found a comfortable position in Hashirama's arms, and fell asleep holding him in his arms. It was difficult for Hashirama to fall asleep while holding Madara, and the back was so painful~ As expected, it was more suitable for him to attack this position.

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