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A lesson for Iruka	By : genmakoi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A lesson for Iruka
- 2-The hunter and the hunted
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Shouldering the heavy door open, Iruka stumbled into the room almost completely obscured by smoke. Hazy light was shining from the back and various shadowy forms were moving through the swirling clouds, upsetting the last that was left of Iruka's balance. Glaring at the floor, as if trying to scare it into stillness, Iruka weaved his way through the empty area towards the light, under a reasonable assumption that where there is light there will be more drink.
As the floor did its last lurch, Iruka gratefully grabbed the counter and slammed his hand on the bar.
"Whisky, my good man, and make it double!"
Making himself comfortable on the bar stool, mainly by entwining it as much as possible with his legs for the sake of anchoring, Iruka gave out a relieved sigh and looked around.
A talking shape on the left looked vaguely like Asuma... or maybe Kurenai if you turn your head sideways and imagine that the beard is just a part of the hairdo... Iruka turned his head the other way... It still looked like Azuma. He could make sure by asking him/her to explain themselves! As Iruka gathered a lung-full of air, a deep drawl reached his ears.
"Bad day, Iruka-sensei?" Swerving his head around and compensating for it with extra-firm grip on the bar, Iruka found himself staring right at the smiling crescent of a familiar eye framed by a disorganised mop of silver hair and an off-duty netted black mask.
"Ah... Kakashi-sensei, what are you doing here!"
"I wouldn't insult your usually sharp powers of observation by giving you an explanation, sensei" drawled out the voice. Iruka frowned trying to figure out if he was just insulted or complimented. "What brings you here to my favourite bar?"
"I always knew you were a man of bad habits, sensei!" Iruka slurred the challenge. "If you must know, it is my dear mother's birthday and I felt like celebrating!"
"Shouldn't you be celebrating with your mother then?"
"I did! We had a merry drink together, although I imagine I got the best of it..." Iruka went quieter. "Hers just dripped off the stone, and since I didn't want it to go to waste I ended up finishing the bottle... or four..."
Kakashi felt like hitting himself on the head. The stone must be the memorial stone - of course, if his own brains weren't muddled by the alcohol he'd remember that Iruka's parents perished in the Kyuubi battle.
"Seems like you had a good party so far, sensei, maybe you should consider going home?"
"Do you, Kakashi-sensei, think I'm a light-weight? Hah!" As Kakashi raised his eyebrows, Iruka banged his hand on the counter and yelled for more drinks, buying a round for everyone at the bar. Looking at the flushed sensei, Kakashi wondered if the young man would remember any of this in the morning...
Waiting for the round to be served, Iruka put his elbow in a puddle of beer and sipped his drink. "Sensei, I have to tell you, I have always been great admirer of your technique!"
"Is that so?" enquired Kakashi, watching young man's eyes sparkle and a stray lock of hair bounce against his cheek. The pervy mode, unusually slowed by the drink, has suddenly kicked in and Kakashi found himself staring at the babbling lips, glossy with whisky, pressing against the thick glass as the teacher went on talking.
Struggling to concentrate, Kakashi sipped his drink and nearly choked hearing the words "... grabbed his pole, twisted him around and pounded him was so... so..."
'Kinky?', thought Kakashi looking at the intoxicated chuunin as he tried to find the words. 'Hot? Dirty? Erotic?' Frowning, Iruka lifted his hand and pulled off the hair band that was clearly restricting his thinking process. Luscious hair swept their way across the tanned neck, one bit catching at chuunin's pouting mouth.
"Efficient!" shouted out the relieved sensei. "It's not just your sharingan, sensei, you are simply a natural genius! Kakashi-san, are you all right?" Kakashi briskly picked up his jaw and downed his drink. The way the chuunin was so oblivious to his own attraction was so damn arousing! He really had to enlighten him, for his own good. All kinds of perverts around here might want to take advantage and ruin this young innocent man.
"Well," said Kakashi, winking secretively "there is a technique that I practice quite regularly!"
"Oh, sensei, you must show it to me! As a genin teacher it is my responsibility to keep in top form and awareness of all techniques!" Iruka enthusiastically swayed on his stool.
"For you, Iruka-sensei, it will be a great pleasure" Kakashi nodded somberly. "But of course, I can't show it to you here. Top secret, you know, wouldn't want it to leak out!"
"Of course" Iruka whispered. "I wouldn't dream of endangering anybody!" A frown creased his brow.
"Perhaps, if you would let me, I could show it to you at my place?" Kakashi suggested, desperately trying to contain a grin.
"That sounds like a great idea! Lets do it!" Iruka hopped off his stool and danced around on the deviously bouncy ground until Kakashi grabbed him around his midriff. "They should really do something about floors in this place, it's a disgrace..."
Together, the two inhibernated shinobi made they way out into the night.
"Are you sure this is not some sleazy plot to get me into your bed, Kakashi-sensei?" inquired suspicious Iruka.
"How can you think that of me? Do you really see me as this horribly devious pervert?" Kakashi did his best impression of puppy-dog eyes. Iruka gingerly made his way through wavering furniture into the living room.
"I wouldn't put it past you. " Kakashi tried to look hurt. "But I will reconsider, if you promise to teach me all the deep intimate details of your secret technique!"
The jounin tried to make the sense out of that sentence whilst the words "deep" and "intimate" did naughty things to his imagination.
"Ok. Well, first thing we have to do is to train your awareness. You'll have to take off your shirt for that one, sensei. Don't question me, just do it!" Kakashi interrupted the incoming question as he came back from the kitchen with a bowl.
Iruka wrapped his hands around himself, pulled the shirt out of his trousers and started to pull it up over his head. Just as his hands reached above his head, Kakashi grabbed his wrists, effectively trapping Iruka with his head and hands in the shirt, and pushing him back to sit on the low sofa. Quickly tying the wrists with a handy bundle of wire, Kakashi attached the captured chuunin to the back of the couch.
"What..." squeaked startled sensei, trying to squirm out.
"Stop moving," said Kakashi to the deliciously wiggling belly button. "This is where we train your senses...."
Taking an ice cube from the bowl with his right hand, Kakashi knelt and slowly placed it at the shallow navel. Iruka gasped and tensed up - immediately the skin of his stomach crawled with goose-bumps. Kakashi slowly slid the cube up along the taut belly, enjoying the shudders and whimpers coming from the shirt. As the ice cube nearly reached Iruka's throat, Kakashi pulled off his mask, lowered his head to the sexy belly-button and stuck his tongue in it.
"Aah, Kakashi-sensei, what are you...." gasped the teacher as Kakashi licked and sucked his way up the cold ice-cube path. The hand with the ice-cube hovered above the right nipple as Kakashi moved his mouth over the left. The heat and the cold connected simultaneously, resulting in another loud gasp.
"Resistance will only make your progress slower, sensei" warned Kakashi and grabbed another ice cube. Painting patterns with ice and following them with his tongue, he started tracing the contours of the fit teachers abdomen and trembling chest muscles, enjoying the series of gasps that slowly were turning into the moans.
As the wimpers continued, Kakashi's erection started to press uncomfortably against his pants. Glancing down, he noticed that Iruka was in a similar situation.
"I'm going to make you a little more comfortable sensei" Undoing his victim's belt Kakashi worked the trousers down, smiling at the dolphin-pattern boxers.
"Is this really necessary, Kakashi-sensei?"
"Things we have to do in the name of learning!" Kakashi ruffled his nose in the brown curls, inhaling the clean musky scent of young healthy arousal. "And you're getting it very well, Iruka-sensei!"
"I am?.. Ooooowwwnngh..." The sound turned into a low moan as Kakashi's mouth took in the bulging head of sensei's manhood. Grabbing the balls with one hand and the shaft with the other, Kakashi swirled his tongue around the sensitive slit. The body under him tensed up against the bonds, shirt fluttering with Iruka's panting.
Pulling the skin back, Kakashi engulfed the head and sucked it whilst wiggling his other hand's fingers between the teachers hairless cheeks. Unable to resist the temptation, Iruka parted his legs further, giving Kakashi access to his anus. As his fingers brushed against the tight ring of muscle, Iruka's hips bucked and a moan escaped his hidden mouth.
Deciding to heat things up a bit, Kakashi engulfed the full length of the burning shaft into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Iruka cried out and his hips bucked, forcing the engorged head to hit Kakashi's throat. Jounin stilled himself, letting his throat muscles spasm, teasing Iruka's cock more and more.
After a minute, the uncontrollable bucking has calmed down. Pulling off, Kakashi stood up and wiped his mouth. A disappointed whimpering followed from the shirt.
"Patience, patience..." muttered Kakashi, pulling off his pants, grabbing the lube from the draw and coming back to the spread-out teacher. Dripping a generous amount of cool liquid on his fingers, Kakashi knelt in front of the parted thighs and slowly wiped his fingers on Iruka's puckered ring of muscle.
Surprised, Iruka jerked up "Kakashi-sensei, I'm not sure... I don't know..."
"Trust me, will you Iruka-kun? I wouldn't hurt you" Putting his other hand on younger teacher's cock, he started to pump it slowly. As the quiet wimpers started to come from the shirt, Kakashi, carefully pushed his index finger into the resisting entrance. The muscles have contracted around his finger, gripping him tightly. Slowly, Kakashi pushed a little further in, and pulled out. Repeating this motion again and again, Kakashi worked Iruka's asshole to Iruka's moans until the muscle started to feel less tight. Adding a second finger, Kakashi pushed in to the sound of wimpers. Working his fingers into the hot hole, he stroked around until Iruka arched and called out.
"Ahha, here it is " Kakashi grinned with satisfaction and moved the gripping hand from Iruka's solid member to his own. Grabbing himself tightly, he started jerking himself to fullness, whilst continuing to wiggle his fingers up Iruka's ass. Looking at his own cock with consideration, Kakashi put a third finger through the resisting ring of muscle, causing groaning Iruka to lift up his knees and spread his hips, trying to accomodate the intrusion.

Pulling his fingers out, Kakashi got himself up and straddled the panting sensei. Peeling the shirt off to reveal a red face and eyes glazed with lust, Kakashi said "Have you been biting your lips, sensei?"
"Didn't want to shout out.... wake the neighbours..." panted out considerate chuunin.
"I could assist you with that," winked Kakashi, "If you wouldn't mind participating a little more?" He raised himself so that his swinging member was in front of Iruka's face. Young teacher's eyes widened at the size of Kakashi's cock and his mouth fell open. Using this opportunity, Kakashi pushed himself into the hot wet cavern.
A muffled groan send vibrations up Kakashi's shaft and he struggled not to ram it full into the sensei's sucking mouth. Pulling it out slowly, he looked down at the Iruka's lusting face.
"I don't bite, Kakashi" grinned the brown-haired man. "Unless you ask me to..." and opened his mouth expentantly again.
Chuckling, Kakashi grabbed the young man's head and put his cock back between expecting lips. As he steadily fucked Iruka's mouth, chuuning started humming, sending shivers down Kakashi's spine and making his hips buck involuntarily.
Feeling himself getting close, he pulled out and lent painting towards the teacher.
"Are you learning this well, sensei?"
"I am Kakashi-sensei, but... could you... fuck me now? Please?" An enormous blush rose over the teacher's face.
Impressed, Kakashi leant down and kissed the teacher full-mouth, impaling him with his tongue.
"As you wish, sensei" Kakashi stood up, moved down and pressed the waiting legs up so that Iruka's lube-slithered ass lifted up and his knees pressed into the cushions under his armpits. Crouching with his own knees wide around the spread out hips, Kakashi positioned his own rigid member over the entrance, and slowly pushed in.
Iruka squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip. The incredible hot tightness engulfed Kakashi's burning cock. Trying to slow himself down for the sake of young teacher, Kakashi paused, his body vibrating with tension... A little more, the hotness enveloped another inch and Iruka whimpered. Another buck, Kakashi ground his teeth and Iruka moaned loudly. A second spend with both panting, trying to keep still... Another buck, another inch, Iruka's mouth getting wider, Kakashi's eyes rolling back with the height of the pleasure.
Unable to hold himself any longer, Kakashi leant down, stuck his tongue into the teacher's open mouth and rammed the rest of his shaft in. A scream ripped from Iruka's throat, only to be swallowed by Kakashi. The pair spent the next minute shuddering.
When Iruka's eyes blinked open again, Kakashi started moving. Adjusting himself so that his cock head would hit Iruka's hot spot, Kakashi behind fucking the young sensei senseless. Putting his hands onto the straining wrists, Kakashi stared into Iruka's eyes as they were getting wider and wider, clouding with overwhelming pleasure. A little string of spit dribbled from the corner of Iruka's open mouth as his head was being jerked by Kakashi's pounding.
Pulling himself sharper into the couch and into the young sensei, Kakashi growled as he felt himself coming closer to the end. Grabbing sensei's own straining member, he started to jerking him off in rhythm to his own thrusts. With a long gasp, Iruka arched, almost lifting Kakashi off the couch, and screamed as his seed splattered all over his chest. As the bursts came, his asshole started pulsing, gripping Kakashi's cock and bringing him to a climax.
With a roar, Kakashi rammed himself in for the final time, bucking as he came in bursts. As the last bit of seed fired into Iruka, exhausted jounin collapsed in a sweating heap.
A long time has passed as the two sweating bodies rode out their climax.
Slowly, Kakashi pulled out his softening member out of Iruka's raw ass. A dribble of cum escaped and slid down shiny cheeks. Iruka, looking fuzzy and sleepy, whispered "Maybe we could revise this chapter in the morning..."
Kakashi shook his head in amazement as he untied limp chuunin's wrists and settled him gently on the couch. Pulling the couch away from the wall, he lowered the back and joined the now gently snoring man, wondering how it's always the quiet ones...
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