chapter 51

The next day was the same as always…until lunch. Naruto was sitting against a tree outside eating a bento, alone and for once not having his dick sucked by any of his regular girls. Yes, he was finally taking a break and actually taking the time to enjoy lunch once again.

It was a surprise to himself as well.

He decided he needed a 'normal day' for once. He was of course going to pay for the missed appointments at the end of classes, but right now he needed some time to think alone.

"Um…excuse me, Uzumaki-san?" He blinked and looked up as a shadow fell across him. Standing before him was a girl with long, bright pink hair framing a cute face with green eyes. She wore a dark blue shirt and a crimson bow to keep her bangs away from her large forehead.

She fidgeted, blushing slightly as he gazed at her. "What is it?" he asked, "Oh and, who are you? You're in my class, right?"

She looked off to the side awkwardly and answered quietly, "Uh… Haruno S-Sakura. And I…um…" she descended into mumbling.

"What?"

"Er, well…I'd like to, um…"

"Eh?"

Sakura blushed, took a deep breath and opened her mouth. "I want to do the same thing as Kizu-san and-!"

Naruto immediately slapped his hand over Sakura's mouth as she impulsively shouted out her intentions. A few heads turned their way and Naruto blushed terribly himself. It was quite possible that he had just displayed the most impressive ninja reflexes in academy history. Well, for a first-year at least.

He looked around, hoping to whatever deity was listening that nobody had properly heard that. "I…we need to talk…somewhere privately."

Naruto found it rather fitting that the pinkette blushed hard enough to match the color of her hair. It was very possible that this girl was even shier than Hinata with the way she tripped over her own words. At the very least, she was certainly more awkward.

They both walked back to the school building and entered. Their walk down the empty hallways was filled with a long, painful silence, as neither had any idea on what to say to each other. Finally, they reached yet another empty classroom and entered, Sakura sitting at the end of a desk while Naruto stood next to her. For a while, they remained silent, not looking at each other.

"So… how did you find out?"

Sakura flushed, "S-sorry, was I not meant to find out? I-I mean, you were doing it all over the school, and in c-class, and in the hall-"

"Okay, dattebayo, I get it, we weren't being very subtle!" Naruto grumbled internally. He knew that he was playing a very risky game, trying to not be noticed from what he did with the girls; however, he had found that every young girl had managed to perfect their 'puppy dog eyes' to such a level that it was impossible to refuse most of their requests.

Resistance was rather futile. Still, it gave him good pointers for how to use them effectively on his mother.

"So, what exactly do you want to do?" he asked patiently.

She looked determinedly at her small hands, threading her fingers together. "That…that thing the other girls do with you feels good, right?"

Naruto shrugged. He was used to that question by now. "For me it does, though I don't know how it feels for the girls…they seem to enjoy it either way."

"W-well, also…that thing they're always, uh, playing with. I could only catch glimpses of it, but…could I see it?"

Naruto simply sighed in resignation, nodding, stepping a few feet backwards, his hands hooked around his belt and assumed the position. Sakura clasped her hands around her mouth, stifling her squeak as her eyes went down, gazing at the swinging piece of meat as it simply hung there, bowed by the force of gravity.

For a few seconds, nothing was said.

"Uh… Sakura?"

"A-ah?" she glanced up and back down again, "S-sorry it's…just so…weird to see it up close…" She gulped, unconsciously wetting her lips as she took in that long, plump shape. "What…what is it?"

He shrugged, shamelessly letting his manhood dangle in front of her. "It's a cock. Or a dick. Or a lot of other things that Hanabi likes to call it. I was born with it, instead of what girls have."

"Instead of…?"