chapter 44

"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?"