WARNINGS: Nekkid menz. Beefcake. Gleeful immaturity. COMMENTS: Hey. You know they'd do it.
Unlike the version up on y!gallery, this one actually has a background of sorts.
"I'm telling you, Uzumaki," Kiba said, puffing his chest out, "I can beat you at anything you can think of."
"Oh yeah?" said Naruto, testosterone blazing, "Well, if you're so bad, then, uh . . . then strip bareass and run around the Village!"
"Fine!" said Kiba, and ripped his jacket zipper down, exposing a vertical expanse of Inuzuka pecs and abs, "I will! Show you who's the best."
"Oh no you won't!" said Naruto, then flushed as he watched Kiba's fully naked form come into view. Nice ass on that dog guy. "Uh--I mean--I'm gonna do it, too! I can streak way better than you can!"
"Yeah? We'll just see about that," said Kiba. He refrained from further trash-talking though as he watched Naruto shuck off his jacket and wiggle out of his boxers. He found himself licking his lips, oddly enough. That guy really was tan all over.
They both assumed starting positions, hitting the ground with their hands and sticking their butts out.
"Man . . ." Kiba said, grinning, "We're really gonna do this? Heh, everybody's gonna freak when they get a load of us . . ."
"Hah! Yeah, I know! It's gonna be awesome!" Naruto said, eyes sparkling with delight. "That'll be the scoring, then. The guy who gets the most shrieks and screams, wins!"
"Alright by me," Kiba said confidently.
They both nodded. It was a man-to-man challenge. Then--they were off!