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Bring the Game	By : ClaireBear Category: Naruto Crossovers > General Views: 1343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do not make any money from publishing this fic. This story idea inspired by yaoi_is_my_antidrug

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Chapter 12 – Double Team (Kakashi x Seifer x Irvine)

"Ow, shit," Seifer swore after banging his knee against the coffee table.

"Will you be more careful?" his partner in crime castigated. The last thing Irvine wanted was to break any of the fragile pieces of decor adorning the cramped living room and having to explain the damages to his father. Especially when his old man outright banned Seifer from setting even one foot inside his house.

Not after last time.

"Go shove a cactus up your ass," the delinquent hissed through the pain. "This fucker's heavy." To be completely fair the man named Kakashi was alot heavier than his lean frame portrayed, even with Seifer carrying him by the shoulders and Irvine holding his legs. But stumbling around in the dark didn't make matters any easier to begin with.

They maneuvered through the labyrinth of large, narrow vases and heavy, potted plants, precariously perched upon frail, glass end tables. The layout was so chaotic and contiguous that Seifer was sure the calculating old fart arranged it purposely as some form of eccentric alarm to dissuade Irvine from coming home blind drunk. The crafty trap worked, only Seifer was the one who sprung it, but it was Irvine who never heard the end of it. But fuck all that noise about 'priceless antiques' and 'irreplaceable family heirlooms', because Seifer swore he saw a lamp just like that one on sale at Wal-Mart.

Kakashi was tossed rather unceremoniously onto a large bed and Seifer doubled over, resting his hands on his knees to catch his breath. "Jeezuz Christ," he wheezed. "Asshole weighs a ton."

"A little outta-shape there, Seifer?" his friend teased, not the least bit winded after carrying an approximate one hundred and ninety-pounds up a flight of twenty stairs.

"I was the one doin' all the work. You know they keep all their weight in their brains," and he tapped his temple with a forefinger.

Irvine gave an exaggerated roll of his eyes at the exact same moment Kakashi did. "Honestly, Seifer. Can't you go five minutes without making inappropriately racist comments?"

"I agree," their captive concurred with a brazen smirk. After being forced to endure them for an entire car ride, he'd had more than enough of his fill. "Besides, the only negative stereotype here is you."

The smoldering look Seifer gave him was enough to melt reinforced steel, but Kakashi matched the intensity of his glare, practically daring the younger man to retaliate with a physical assault. Even at an obvious disadvantage, with his hands bound behind his back, the gym teacher was primed to give this shit-head an old-school beatdown.

Irvine laughed at the witty repartee and gave his partner a good-natured slap on the back. Not many people went head-to-head, (or fist-to-fist for that matter), with Seifer and came out on top, but it was refreshing to have someone else best the cocky elitist for a change. His parents did a disservice to humanity in raising him and Irvine had no qualms admitting it to their faces because it was the God's honest truth. Spoiled from birth, Seifer lacked respect for anyone, or anything, that wasn't of immediate interest or necessity to him and, for someone who had enough wealth to change cars as often as he changed underwear, it pretty much comprised of everything. No one ever told Seifer 'No', his parents certainly never did, so from a young age he grew up believing he was entitled to anything he asked and whatever he laid his eyes on, deriving a sordid pleasure in taking from others and flaunting what he knew they could never afford.

Suffice it to say, Seifer had a difficult time making real friends, and the brown-nosers that hung around him did so only to become privy to the scraps he tossed their way. But, despite his legion of enablers and 'Yes-men', Irvine was the only one that saw just how lonely the poor, little, rich boy was. That didn't mean he liked the bully, on the contrary; Irvine couldn't stand Seifer after their first encounter.

Irvine kept his sexual identity private and believed that whatever anyone did in their bedroom was nobody's business but their own. However, if anyone asked him upfront where his preferences lay he would always tell the truth. The only mistake he made was a grave error in judgment. When asked, among a group of peers, what he thought about the Almasy kid, he jokingly replied that he thought he was pretty hot and he would totally do him if only there was any room past that stick he kept shoved up his ass. With the help of social media, word got around fast that day on campus and, by the end of the week, a little bird warned him that Seifer was looking for him... possibly to commit a hate crime.

Irvine wasn't afraid, but those few days before the confrontation were the most uncomfortable. Not because he had to keep looking over his shoulder but because the sidelong glancing and hushed whispering made him feel like a pariah. Eventually they managed to cross paths, but it was not at all what the young cowboy expected. Sure, the derogatory name-calling and rude gestures were par for the course, but Seifer never once laid a hand on him, just laughed at the 'queer fag' and went on his merry way. He also expected to suffer through some form of psychological abuse, like rainbows spray-painted on his car or penises drawn on his locker but, after his initial rant, Seifer seemed to have gotten it all out of his system. Almasy didn't even pursue him the way rumors led him to believe either, in fact, the juicy gossip on the grapevine then was that Seifer said he was the one that would be shoving 'the stick' up Irvine's ass. Which surprised him at the time because Irvine always assumed Seifer had a perpetual hard-on for Squall, that quiet kid he was always pestering.

If there was one thing he could say about Seifer, it would have been that he was erratic. Their very next meeting hailed Irvine with a verbal slaughter and Kinneas became so incensed by his bigoted diatribe that he accused the other boy of being a closet homosexual and told him that if he wanted a go, all he had to do was ask nicely. He'd said it with the intention of inciting a fight. They'd throw a few punches, Seifer would feel like he accomplished something and that would be the end of it, but he tossed him a curve when he took him up on the offer and asked him on a date to top it all off. Well, he didn't come right out and say it was a date. His exact words were: "Whoa! Slow down there, 'Easy A'. I don't know how you do things in Texas, but here, we go for a cup of coffee first; get to know each other better, find some common interests, then split the bill on the A.I.D.S. tests. I know this gay bar that's right up your alley... get it? Right up your alley... cuz you're gay? Eh, you'll laugh later. I'll pick you up at eight."

He really didn't think it would be universally possible to enjoy himself in Seifer's company but they both had a great time and he was slightly less of an asshole with a few drinks in him. But only a few. Anymore than that and he was an impossible douche nozzle and Irvine had the glamorous task of transporting a delirious and dangerously aggressive Seifer home after they were thrown out of two bars in succession.

To this day Irvine had no idea why Seifer took him out that night. He knew Almasy didn't care about his reputation. Besides, members of the LGBTQ community were a dime a dozen in their neck of the woods. It could have been because Seifer wanted to prove something. What that 'something' was, Irvine had no clue. He could have been in a weird mood because of the alignment of his star in correlation to the sun and the moon, or maybe Irvine's original hypothesis was correct and Seifer was, in fact, a closet gay. Whatever the reason, they became inseparable after that night and Seifer soon learned the value of a sincere friendship.

"I'll deal with you in a bit," came the boy's dark promise and he stomped out after Irvine asked him to get 'the supplies' from his bedroom.

Now alone with the lesser evil of the two, Kakashi pondered how he was to get himself out of this predicament, and if he wanted to get out of it at all. Both boys were adorably cute in appearance, a stark contrast to their churlish demeanours. They were both his type: young with a wild-streak, just how he liked his bed-mates, and now he had two of them to play with. He didn't take very kindly to being the submissive one in their little party of three however, but the Irvine boy seemed like he could be reasoned with.

"There's no need for that."

Irvine chuckled, dubious that he could trust this man to play nicely, especially after bearing witness to his volatile temper. "Nothing personal, but I can't risk you two going at each other like alley cats," he explained while unclasping his bonds and raising his hands to cuff him to the bedhead. With his arms freed, a swift punch to the chest would have sent Irvine toppling off the side of the bed and he could have used the opportunity to secure his escape since Seifer hadn't returned yet. He chose not to, instead opting to abide by their rules and maybe end up getting what he wanted out of the deal in the end.

"I'm sorry I lost my composure," Kakashi sighed, contrition plain in his voice.

"Yeah, Seifer does have that effect on people," and Irvine's tone was just as apologetic as his. He paused before securing the second bracelet. "Look, you're probably not a bad guy, right?"

"I'm the nicest person I know," Kakashi smiled sweetly.

Irvine cast a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure his friend wasn't within the vicinity of ear-shot. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"I do," he replied a little too quickly. He wasn't sure when he'd come to that decision but it had already been made for him when he realized that Irvine was a pretty decent kid... who he wanted to do all sorts of naughty things to. "I'm just not comfortable with these," and he drew attention to the cuffs by shaking his wrists.

Irvine understood almost immediately. "Oh, you're a topper, huh?" to which Kakashi confirmed with a slight nod. The boy exhaled noisily through his lips and removed the handcuffs completely. "Guess this means I won't be having a turn tonight," and his obvious dejection made the gym teacher frown.

"You mean, Seifer doesn't-"

The look Irvine shot him said he really should know better and Kakashi, taking pity on the boy, decided he would do something about that.

"Just keep your hands under this pillow," Kinneas instructed before hiding the manacles from sight. It gave the illusion that their kidnapee was still helpless and wouldn't arouse Seifer's suspicions. "Now you gave your word you wouldn't try anything funny." Honestly, Kakashi said no such thing, and could have been bluffing all along, but he nodded all the same and, once Irvine was satisfied with that guarantee, he continued. "My dad keeps a cattle prod in his bedroom and it's got enough juice to down a horny bull, so you might want to keep that in mind. Okay, let's get you comfortable."

That sentence raised too many questions Kakashi wasn't daring enough to task, but when Irvine opened his fly and started to remove his pants, they were no longer pertinent.

"You didn't start without me did you?"

"We were about to. You were taking too long. What, did you have to order the stuff online?"

"Fuck you," Seifer roared, coming closer to dump the items he carried in his arms on the bed. Kakashi lifted his head to get a better look at what he'd brought. A tube of K-Y Jelly, a silver vibrator and three boxes of condoms, rather basic implements when he was expecting whips, chains and gimp suits, what with the handcuffs and cattle-prod, and sadly, Kakashi was a little disappointed.

Seifer and Irvine, on the other hand, got the surprise of their lives when they tugged off the other man's boxers and were presented with the biggest cock either boy had seen outside of a porno.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Seifer exclaimed and stared disbelievingly at the behemoth resting against Kakashi's thigh. "He's got to have some kind of black in him."

Irvine was too flabbergasted to give his friend a deserving elbow to the ribs but, as much as he played the open-minded liberal to Seifer's obdurate intolerance, he hated to admit that even he had expected the Asian male to have very little endowment.

The sudden exposure and stupefied gawking (not to mention the prodding to Kakashi's ego) only served to rouse the sleeping giant and it twitched, startling the two. "Don't be such a pussy," Seifer chastised from his new location safely behind Irvine to punch him none too lightly on the back of his shoulder.

"Easy for you to say," Irvine mumbled lowly. "You're not the one that has to take that thing up the ass."

"Not my problem." A rough shove against his back sent him two spaces forward and Irvine muttered an inaudible prayer before shrugging out of his clothing and settling down between Kakashi's legs. By this point, the fleshy giant was half-standing, Kakashi very much enjoying the boy's reluctant strip show.

"Don't worry, he doesn't bite," the older man assuaged, wearing a come-hither countenance. Irvine didn't readily believe that as the damn thing was big enough to be classified as its own species of mammal.

"But Irvine does," Seifer chuckled malevolently just as the other boy dipped his head to take the turgid member into his mouth, and even though Kakashi knew he only said that to be wicked, his body tensed reflexively when sharp teeth briefly grazed his flesh. Giving head was Irvine's favourite sex act; the tang of perspiration and precum along with the pungency of his sweaty, unwashed groin turned him on immensely. Irvine moaned, and Seifer used that cue to approach and remove the band that kept his russet locks in place. A delicious shiver traveled down his spine as his silken hair cascaded down his naked back and shoulders to fall between Kakashi's white thighs and the older man gasped as the whisper-soft tendrils caressed his legs and stomach. "It's good, eh?" Seifer purred, gentle massaging the back of his friend's neck with one hand to both encourage and push him farther down the other man's length. Irvine nodded, the motion doing amazing things to Kakashi's pleasure centre. "Well, enjoy as much as you can," and he cast a cheeky glance in the foreigner's direction before adding, "You'll only be hungry again half an hour later anyway."

Only because Irvine was doing an incredible job did Kakashi choose to ignore the quip. He'd have his come-uppance soon enough, but now was not the time to pounce on the unsuspecting brat. He would have to be patient and wait for the most opportune moment. Until then Kakashi continued to enjoy this treat and he relaxed more, spreading his legs and rolling his hips slightly when a trained hand reached under to fondle his weighty sac. They found a rhythm where Irvine would reward his upward thrusts with a quick flick against his tip before following him back down and laving the veiny underside with the flat of his tongue. The room became filled with the heated moaning and breathless gasps of the two who were immensely enjoying the blowjob, so of course Seifer had to ruin everything.

A guttural choking snapped Kakashi out of his heavy-lidded trance and his sudden awareness observed that the supportive hand at Irvine's neck had suddenly become assertive, pushing his untried throat past the limits of Irvine's gag reflex. "C'mon, where's that Southern hospitality?" Seifer drawled as he sadistically listened to his friend sputter and watched him claw at the sheets. "Open your mouth wider. And here I thought everything was bigger in Texas."

Irvine's body lurched and Kakashi felt his tongue and soft palette clamp around the head of his cock in rejection and the concerned adult feared he might throw up or pass out from lack of oxygen.

"STOP THAT!"

The stern command was enough to startle the mischievous boy and his grip slackened, allowing Irvine to come up for precious air, and the demarcation of his saliva showed he hadn't even taken half of it. "Are you trying to fucking kill me?" he screamed between rattling coughs. Seifer only laughed vindictively and artfully dodged the fist that came flying at his head.

'Not yet,' Kakashi grit his teeth as he glared at the inconsiderate whelp having a good laugh at, what was supposed to be his best friend's, expense. He wanted to give this punk the ass-pounding he so royally deserved but now was not quite the right time and, although he felt sorry for Irvine, he was relieved that the boy was alright. Then, Seifer did something out of character (well, the character Kakashi had written him off as, at least). While Irvine recovered from his coughing fit he rubbed large comforting circles on his back. It was such a thoughtful gesture and the lax expression on his face was so lax in comparison to its usual astringency that it could almost be construed as compassion. After he regained composure, Seifer lifted a hand to wipe away the trail of spittle from his chin then leaned forward to kiss him fervently.

Kakashi couldn't remember the last time he'd seen such an erotic display. Two, hot, young studs going at it like pros, mouths open and tongues colliding, writhing and thrashing almost violently against each other. He was harder now than before and again he wrestled with the temptation to make his move, managing to reign in his self-control at the last minute. But just barely.

"Wrap him up so we can get this party started," Seifer muttered against his lips and Irvine nodded, shifting through the assortment of condoms before making his selection from the ribbed box. "Heh, I knew you were going to pick that one."

Irvine gnawed at one corner with his teeth while Seifer shrugged out of the remainder of his clothes and Kakashi's eyes were drawn to the virile, youthful body revealed to him. The narcissistic Seifer grinned when he saw the old lech practically drooling over his nudity and the boy teased him by running his hands ever so slowly down his chest and abdomen to tug lightly on his cock and balls.

"Oh, you've got to be shitting me."

"What is it now?" he huddled closer to a very frustrated Irvine and peered over his shoulder to see what was the matter.

"It won't fit."

There was a long pause before: "The fuck you talkin' 'bout, Irvine?"

Kinneas sighed and demonstrated, making three failed attempts to slip the condom over the engorged head of Kakashi's penis. "See! He's too big. The condom won't fit!"

"Alright, don't piss your panties," the other boy attempted nonchalantly to calm his partner's nerves. A tiny part in the back of his mind, that was already intimidated by this man's superfluous size, was beginning to get daunted, but when Irvine tried to find a fit among the other two boxes and was met with the same results, his anxiety swelled and Seifer was greatly relieved he was not in Irvine's position. "Y'know what I think this is," he speculated while watching his friend try vainly with a fifth rubber. "I heard that they eat tiger penises 'n shit to make their dicks grow bigger."

"Seifer, give it a rest will you," the other boy snapped. His patience already thread-bare.

"I assure you, my mouth has never touched the genitals of another creature outside of the human species."

"See, he eats the same kinds of crap we do."

"Big Macs and apple pies," Kakashi joked sardonically, to which Irvine laughed.

"Hey, you got one."

But Seifer, who never liked being the brunt of a joke, turned his lips into a sour scowl and barked at Irvine to hurry up.

"I have condoms in my wallet," Kakashi advised. Not that he didn't mind having someone fiddling with his dick but he thought Irvine had been put under enough duress.

Seifer snatched up his pants and fished through his personal effects and it took a while before he found what he was looking for. "The fuck is this?" he inquired more to himself, turning the oddly designed packet to observe it at all angles. He wasn't surprised he couldn't identify them at first. Even when he'd lifted the wallet the first time at the diner he'd paid the strange objects no mind, passing them over as some kind of bizarre candies. "Is that a seal wearing a jimmy hat? Man, that's fucked up," the youth chortled and showed the humorous image to his friend.

"Aww, that's so cuuute," Irvine cooed.

"Look, there's more like that."

He'd already used 'adorable' to describe these two but really there was no other word in the human language that could adequately portray their amused interest in a comical illustration on something so mundane as a condom.

"This is insane," commented Irvine as he sifted through the handful of prophylactics. "Hey, Kakashi, can I keep this one?" When the older man consented the young male gave an exuberant hoot. "Sweet! I'm gonna start a collection. If I ever go to Japan I'm getting a crap-load of these."

"You can keep them all, if you'd like," the older man volunteered.

Irvine's eyes shone with candid appreciation. "Seriously? Thanks, man. That's really decent of you."

Seifer shoved a finger to the back of his throat. "Gag!"

"Whatever, man. You're just jealous cuz he likes me and hates you."

Although he'd said that in jest, Irvine was perceptively correct. Bitter jealousy swirled in Seifer's chest at the amity that was quickly blossoming between his only friend and this complete stranger. He'd always been told it was much easier to catch flies with honey but he never put much stock into that until he was able to witness it for himself. True, he'd never been particularly nice to Irvine but he wouldn't say he'd ever mistreated him. At least, not in the same way he abused everyone else. Irvine was the only one who understood him and who possessed enough patience and strength of will to tolerate his shenanigans. He was also the only person who never expected to get anything in return for putting up with him, and Seifer didn't want to lose him.

The only consolation was that Kakashi would be leaving in the morning and would be out of Irvine's life forever. He could be content to endure their sappiness for this one night.

The condom fit perfectly, almost as if it were custom made just for him but, before Irvine mounted the proud stallion, Seifer began their pre-coitus ritual. He knew Irvine's body just as well as the other boy did and there was no way he could handle a shaft that size without sufficient preparation.

"Just give us a minute," Kinneas winked with a playful smirk. "We'll be right with you."

"Tch, 's not like he's going anywhere," scoffed Seifer, taking the vibrator in hand and covering it with a generous coat of lubrication. A quick glance was exchanged between Kakashi and Irvine and the younger male sent him a subtle gesture that now was not a good time to prove Seifer wrong. "On your knees, heifer," Almasy ordered and slapped his hand on Irvine's derriere as if it were a branding iron. The boy winced but obeyed, kneeling perpendicular over Kakashi's waist so he could have an unobstructed view. Contrary to his brash and impulsive nature, Seifer was suddenly attentive and, instead of just ramming the instrument up his friend's butt, he took Irvine's pleasure into consideration and playfully teased his anus and testicles with fingers and tongue. "Mmm, like that don't you?"

Irvine found it difficult to speak through his heavy panting. "God, Seifer."

"Yeah, that's right. I'm your fucking god." He switched on the vibrator and just the sound alone was enough make Irvine's entire body tense with anticipation. "Now worship me." Seifer toyed with him a bit; running the object along the inside of his firm thighs, marveling at the taut muscles clenching in his legs while Irvine lauded him with praises.

Kakashi couldn't tear his eyes away even if a smartly dressed pink elephant came tap-dancing into the room. He had to give the boy credit though for he was skilled at seduction, reducing the other boy into a blubbering, quivering mass, and even the experienced Kakashi learned a few things that night.

The self proclaimed 'god of fucking' soon took mercy upon his votary and bestowed him the blessing he so ardently beseeched and Irvine's throaty yell reached the very Heavens themselves when the dildo was carefully inserted into him. Kakashi's member twitched with impatience, and he worried that these two were the only ones who might see any action tonight, but Seifer knew what he was doing. He knew how much Irvine could handle before he reached his limit. He knew how far to push without making him climax and he knew how long to keep the dildo in to stretch him adequately.

Irvine whimpered pathetically when Seifer proclaimed the foreplay officially over and he helped the shivering body into an upright position and helped him straddle Kakashi's waist. It was an arduous process, the dildo nowhere near the same girth as that stiff mast but Seifer was there to guide him, rubbing his lower spine and whispering encouragements against the rim of his ear. "Come on, cowboy. Hang in there."

Irvine endured, sweat streaming down his knotted brows and clenched jaw. "Fuck, fuck...ngh, fuck. It hurts."

With the heat of his body and the sound of his cries, it was all Kakashi could do but fling him onto his back and do the job himself. But he had to hold completely still. It was near impossible to do though and his disobedient body, urged on by his greedy cock, reacted; thrusting his hips upward without his consent and breaching the boy, fully encasing his throbbing head into the tight, hot sleeve of his rectum.

And it didn't stop there.

Completely lost to reckless abandon, the older man was a helpless prisoner to his body's desires as he continued to lunge upward into that uncooperative hole. Irvine bawled as he was ravaged by that overly-large phallus, the initial pain so intense that he could scarcely feel his legs and feared his spine would shatter from the force of each powerful thrust. But Kakashi eventually regained control and his momentum slowed, allowing the young man to become accustomed to the brutish intrusion and he rolled his hips in such a way so Irvine would derive some enjoyment.

"Yeah, ride 'em cowboy," Seifer goaded with another firm slap against his partner's ass.

Irvine merely grunted at the assault, really getting into it now and he grabbed onto Kakashi's shoulders to steady himself while he bounced up and down deliriously on his dick. If his guttural ululations were any indication then Irvine was getting close and Kakashi dug his heels into the bed to lift his hips high, riding the boy to the end. But Seifer was selfish. He wanted Kinneas' orgasm all to himself so he grabbed Irvine and dragged him off Kakashi, threw him onto his back and entered him raw.

That was the last straw!

He'd played 'Mr. Nice Guy' all night for Irvine's sake, but now, he was going to put Seifer in his proper place.

With Irvine so close to completion, Seifer was too distracted to notice that the other man had sprung his trap until it was too late and his large body was poised directly behind him. The spoiled Almasy barely caught the flash of white hair in his peripheral vision but Irvine's arms and legs trapped him in place and he was unable to roll away when that monstrous dick prodded at his virgin entrance. Seifer panicked, reaching behind him to push the man away but a disciplinary hand grabbed him by the wrist and twisted his arm behind his back, making him howl with pain. That cry, a sign of weakness, indicated that he was finally the one in subjugation. In this moment there existed another person who rose dominantly over him, and it terrified the usually fearless boy.

As much as Kakashi wanted to brutally punish his captive, he was kind enough to lube himself up first, easily manipulating the container with his free hand.

Seifer grunted, his body drawing tight as a bow. Even he knew that clenching himself up so tightly was not the wisest idea but he naively hoped that it would somehow hinder Kakashi's impending advances. "Don't throw your hip out, old man." Even when he knew the situation was hopeless, he refused to go out like a punk.

Seifer clamped his teeth together until his jaw hurt and Irvine assuaged him by rubbing his sides and stroking his hair. He kept his legs locked securely around his friend's waist because he didn't yet trust Seifer not to try to get away and he too wanted the delinquent to finally have his just desserts. The pain was excruciating, his muted whimpers and spastic shivering told Kakashi that much, but he would not show the boy any mercy. He would let him feel the torment he'd brought upon himself for all the hurt and anger he'd afflicted upon those around him. For every punch, for every racial slur and for every dirty look he gave to Kakashi this night, Hatake was going to repay him a thousand-fold.

A tortured scream reached Kakashi's ears and the violent beast he kept restrained burst forth from its cage. For the second time in his life, Kakashi took from another man's body without consideration for their safety and he pierced his clenched sphincter, breaching his untried arse.

Seifer's body collapsed in agony, his head dropping into the crook of Irvine's shoulder. "Oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck." His entire frame rattled with each feral thrust of Kakashi's hips and the boy sobbed pathetically. But he did not cry; and Kakashi realized he'd found what he was looking for, what he he'd needed all these years. Someone who could give as good as they got. An equal he could go head-to-head with and take his punches, throwing a few good ones of their own.

Even now as he ruthlessly sodomized Seifer, the young man only cursed his name and swore. Belittling his prowess even while he was being rent in two. He was silenced by a cruel fist in his soft, golden hair, turning his head until his lips and Irvine's were touching. Kinneas took the hint and began to kiss his friend passionately, Kakashi exploiting the image to send more blood pumping to his throbbing cock and the teacher leaned over so he could share in their open-mouthed kiss. Irvine thrilled at the notion of Kakashi fucking Seifer fucking him, and their three tongues intermingling with each other was enough to bring the Texan-born to his climax.

It wasn't over for Seifer though and Kakashi continued to hammer into him without cessation, their bodies making lewd noises as wet skin slapped against wet skin, and Irvine watched in relaxed awe at the myriad of pleasurable and pained emotions that flashed across his comrade's face. "Wow, Seifer. You look so sexy," he murmured almost wearily, still exhausted from his toe-curling orgasm. "You look like a Grade-A porn star."

Truly Irvine had never seen him quite like this. During sex, his features were usually snide and confident and he approached sex with a cocksure attitude, ordering Irvine to say his name and asking him who his daddy was. It was almost surreal to see him this way; completely dominated by another, with all traces of his arrogance completely non-existent and his face contorted in pleasurable submission. Irvine could tell he was coming, even before he announced it and Seifer believed his lungs would collapse when long, shrill wails tore from deep within his chest as he spilled himself inside his friend.

Kakashi forced himself to hold out for as long as he could but the fluttering of Seifer's anal walls around his shaft were pushing him close to the brink. Kakashi released his hand, the boy's limp body proving no further threat to him, but his other he kept firmly embedded in his hair. He quickly withdrew from the hot sheath and tore his condom off. Kakashi brought Seifer's head closer to his pulsating member, his ragged pants as he tried to catch his breath wafting over his hard dick and Kakashi groaned as he pumped his hand faster, finishing on Seifer's face.

Just to add insult to injury, Kakashi-sensei shoved his still-hard phallus inside the boy's open mouth then wiped it across his cheek and jaw, smearing his skin with warm jizz and saliva. Irvine leaned forward, suddenly curious, and lapped up a few drops of the salty milk that dribbled down Seifer's neck. "Lick it clean," he instructed both boys. Irvine was only too eager to oblige and, surprisingly enough, Seifer obeyed, their tongues running along the entire eight inches of hard meat and cleaning off any excess cum that bubbled at the surface. Kakashi watched through lidded eyes as his lovely play-mates lavished his rod with attention, and he rewarded all their hard work by spraying a second helping of hot juice all over Seifer's hair, forehead, left eye and cheek.

He was only good for two in a row and Kakashi's legs wobbled, forcing him to seek a reclining position. Irvine followed, slurping up the dregs of his seed while Seifer clambered off the bed and stumbled from the room, his gait similar to that of a new-born calf.

Irvine sucked him dry, and it lay withered and spent between Kakashi's legs. Kinneas rifled through his pants and retrieved his cellphone to check messages and lay supine with one arm behind his head. Kakashi frowned in the eerily quiet room and watched the doorway that Seifer had disappeared through with some concern. Somehow he knew he hadn't scampered off in search of some dark corner to cry in, but it had been close to five minutes now and Seifer hadn't returned. Guilt burned in his chest like a bad case of acid reflux and Kakashi turned to the other male lying next to him. "Is he going to be okay?"

Irvine's lack of consideration for the other boy should have been enough to placate Hatake, and he confirmed this with a short chuckle. "He'll be fine," the texting teen assured him.

"I probably shouldn't have been too rough with him," he lamented with a penitent shake of his head.

That made Irvine laugh louder for some reason. "Trust me. The only thing you damaged tonight was Seifer's pride."

Kakashi ruminated on that for a bit, trying to justify his actions because Seifer deserved it, but the longer Almasy remained absent, the more hi regret piled up and, when the boy finally limped back into the room after washing his face, Kakashi was ready to apologize. That is, until Seifer approached the bed, lifted one foot to kick him on his thigh and barked at him to 'move his skinny ass over'. Kakashi didn't think he'd ever be relieved to have Seifer act like his old self, and he inched closer to Irvine even though there was plenty of room for Seifer to plop onto his stomach. A peculiar force urged Kakashi to reach out and stroke the boy's tawny, blonde hair, even though something at the back of his mind told him that wouldn't be a smart idea. Seifer didn't react to the attention. He didn't complain, didn't shy away or even attempt to break the other man's fingers. He did nothing; and that only encouraged the teacher to keep doing it.

Irvine peered over to see his friend allowing another human being to touch him so tenderly and the cheeky boy cooed. "Aww," he addressed this to Kakashi. "I think Seifer likes you."

Incensed, Almasy shot up, snatched Irvine's phone out of his hand and threw it against the wall, smashing the fragile electronic into useless garbage. His childish tantrum only earned him more taunting laughter and Kakashi actually swore he saw Seifer's cheeks change to a light red just before he grabbed a pillow and buried his head beneath it.

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