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I&D: Living the Dream
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes
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"Is that him?" The older lady asked her friend, leaning over and pointing.

Her friend smacked her hand down. "Yes, Yumi, it's him. Don't point."

Yumi huffed. "It's not like he can see us, Midori."

Midori sighed. "No, but his husbands can," she retorted, tilting her head toward the house next door.

"Wait, he's one of those neighbors?"

"Yes, he's one of the boys next door. Who did you think I was watching for?" Midori asked, glaring at her friend.

Yumi shrugged. "I don't know. They're not your only neighbors."

Midori shook her head. "I told you. The other side is the kunoichi. The pink-haired girl and the blonde."

"Oh. Are they married, too?" Yumi asked.

Midori sighed again. "You are a busybody, Yumi. No, they're not. To each other or anyone else."

Yumi looked very disappointed. "Oh."

Midori considered her friend, then gave in. "The blonde is dating the Akamichi boy and the other girl -- Sakura -- is dating the one older ninja. The one who built all those houses back before the last war -- after the invasion. There. Are you happy?"

Yumi ignored the question. "Ohhhh. Isn't he a bit old for her?"

"None of my business. But really, they're shinobi. They don't live long enough to worry too much about that kind of thing, do they?" Midori asked.

"No, I guess not. Now, which boy is this?" Yumi asked nodding toward the figure walking toward them. His steps were slow; he was obviously tired. His pack was hanging off of one shoulder and his hitae-ate was crooked.

"That's Izumo, the youngest. It's his birthday today and his husbands have a big surprise planned for him."

"Doesn't it bother you?" Yumi asked.

"What?"

"Well, they're all men and... married... to each other."

"That's no more my business than what the girls do. They're good boys. Izumo and the black-haired one, Kotetsu, do a lot of my running for me. The taller one that's always chewing on something -- that's Genma -- he helps me with the garbage or my gardening. And the biggest one, Raidou, he's always willing to help me carry or move things. And really, as if that's not enough, Yumi, they put their lives on the line so we can sit here on my porch and talk about them."

Yumi wisely said nothing in response to that.

"So what they do when the doors are closed makes no matter to me," Midori finished, wagging one finger at her friend.

"Well, what are you supposed to do?" Yumi asked, after a pause.

"I'm just supposed to call out to him so the others know he's home and keep him here for a few minutes." Midori smiled, then leaned over the side of her chair and picked up a box from the porch next to her.

Yumi opened her mouth to speak, but was stopped by Midori's call. "Izumo!"

The man in question stopped in front of the porch. "Mrs. Suki," he greeted his neighbor, smiling warmly.

"Hello, Izumo. Are you just getting home from a mission?"

"Yeah. Been gone for almost seven days. I'm so glad to be home." He chuckled, then sighed. "Too bad the others aren't home, though."

"They aren't?" Midori asked and Izumo shook his head. "Oh, that would explain why I haven't seen anyone in a while."

"Yeah, we were all sent out the same day, all solo missions. Tetsu went to Waves, Gen to Tea and Rai to Earth." Izumo frowned.

"Aww! That's a shame! And you were just scattered, weren't you?" Midori exclaimed, shooting a sharp look at her friend. "And on your birthday, too!"

Izumo blushed. "You remembered."

Midroi smiled and held out the box she had on her lap. "Of course I did. You're such a sweet boy. Here, I baked your favorite cookies."

Izumo opened his mouth, then closed it again, in a bit of shock. "Wow. Well, thank you so much, Mrs. Suki." He stepped up onto the porch and leaned down, dropping a kiss onto the older lady's pale, papery cheek.

She blushed, but smiled widely. "Oh, go on! It's the least I can do for all you do for me." She caught out of the corner of her eye as the blind in the window next door twitched. They were ready. "Well, you're tired. You should go on and get some rest, honey. If you need anything, you come over. I'll be happy to make you some soup or something."

"Thank you, Mrs. Suki. I'll be fine. I figure I'll just read or something and try to recover from the mission." He held up the box. "Thank you again!"

"You're very welcome, sweetie. I'll see you soon!"

Izumo waved at her as he turned away and took the last few steps toward his own porch.

He fumbled in his pocket to pull his keys out and trudged up onto the porch, sighing as he approached the door. He was so focused on how tired he was and what he was - or wasn't - going to be doing that night that he didn't notice the quiet noise. So when the door flew open in front of him, he had a kunai in his hand and poised.

It took him a few seconds to register what he was seeing. "GEN!" He shouted, tossing the kunai into the wooden floor, dropping the cookies and pack and launching himself at the taller man.

Genma laughed, catching him. "Hey, babe, it's good to see you, too." Then he was too busy to talk, the two of them lip-locked. Genma turned them and pushed Izumo up against the wall, leaning into him. The kiss deepened and both got thoroughly lost in each other. Hands roamed, Izumo's sliding down to Genma's ass, pulling the taller man into him.

"God, missed you..." Izumo muttered when they pulled apart briefly. He bit and nibbled at the skin of Genma's neck, dragging a quiet moan from his husband. "Want you, love--" he said, breaking off to groan when the taller man rocked into him again "Want you badly, but I need a shower first."

Genma chuckled. "Okay, go on in. I'll take care of your things." He stepped back, then paused to kiss again. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I stopped at Ichiraku's 'cause I thought you weren't home. I'm sorry." Izumo stood up and pulled on the zipper of his vest, then peeled it off and kicked his sandals off.

"Quite alright. I have, too. Just means we get to the fun and celebrate your birthday sooner," Genma said, his grin taking on a leering quality.

Izumo grinned. "You remembered!"

"Of course I did. I'm not about to forget my husband's birthday." He dropped another kiss on Zumo's lips.

"I think you still like saying that," Izumo said, lips twitching in amusement.

"Saying what?" Genma asked, taking the vest from Izumo.

"Husband."

"Don't you?" Genma raised his eyebrows.

Izumo chuckled. "Hell, yeah. But it has been more than a few months." He turned toward the living room then spun to drop another kiss on the taller man.

Genma returned it then pulled back. "Talk to me in a few years, maybe the novelty will have worn off by then. Now, go on." He dropped his hand on Zumo's butt hard.

Izumo moaned. "Is that supposed to encourage me to move faster?"

Genma chuckled. "I know better. Think of it instead as a taste of what you'll get if you hurry."

Izumo grinned. "That's better." He turned back, leaving his husband's laugh behind and started stripping his shirt off on the way. He was still pulling his undershirt over his head when he got to the bathroom, so he didn't see the person in the tub right away. His face lit up, grin spreading even wider. "TETSU!" He shouted and almost dove straight into the bathtub full of water.

Kotetsu's grin mirrored his own. "Hi, baby. Happy birthday!"

Izumo removed the rest of his clothes in record time. In seconds, he was naked and climbing into the bathtub. He went straight for Tetsu's lips, hands spearing through the shaggy black hair. A moan was loosed as their lips moved over each others', tongues sliding, both of them savoring the ability to taste again after so long.

Kotetsu's hands slid up along Zumo's back, pulling the younger man tighter against him. "I missed you, baby," he whispered.

"Mmm. Missed you, too. Let's hope we don't have too many missions separated like that, hmm? Always feels like I'm missing an entire body part when you're not there." Izumo settled more firmly onto his husband and Tetsu's arms tightened around him.

"I know what you mean," he whispered, nuzzling the other man's neck. He dropped soft kisses along the skin, earning himself wonderful sounds from the man on top of him.

"This is the best birthday I think I've ev--" Izumo started, but was interrupted.

"Is this a private party? Or is there room for me?" Genma asked from the door.

Izumo and Kotetsu looked up with big smiles. "There's always room for you, babe," Tetsu said.

"Definitely," Izumo agreed, sitting up.

Genma stripped almost as fast as Izumo did, then stepped into the tub. He paused to drop a kiss on Tetsu's lips, then he settled in behind Izumo, pulling the shorter man against him. "I am so glad we had the bigger tub put in," Genma sighed.

"Me, too," Izumo murmured, closing his eyes as Kotetsu picked up one of his feet and started massaging it.

Just a couple of months after the wedding, they'd gone hunting for a bigger place. They'd agreed on larger bedrooms. Since it was likely they'd spend a lot of time in each other's beds, they'd need bigger ones. They'd also insisted on a big bathroom so that they could all move around each other as they needed to. And the most important thing, of course, had been a bigger kitchen. They'd found the house pretty quickly and all four had been happy with it. The only thing they didn't like was the size of the bathtub, so they'd remedied that and they were all grateful for the big, deep one they now had.

"Definitely the best birthday," Izumo said, letting out a sigh of his own.

"We're not done yet," Kotetsu said with a grin in his voice.

Izumo chuckled. "I hope I get to at least have you guys yet."

Genma laughed. "And then some, love, and then some."

Zumo frowned. "I just wish Rai could be here." His eyes were still closed, so he didn't see the look Tetsu and Gen exchanged. Gen's arms tightened and Tetsu lifted his foot, dropping a kiss on his big toe.

Izumo opened his eyes. "Not that you guys aren't enough, or anything," he hurried to say.

"No, no," Kotetsu assured him, "We know. We'd feel the same way."

"In fact, when you two attacked me," Gen added, "I'd been wishing Rai was there. We each have times we're alone as couples, but we like the big stuff to be together, too."

"Yeah. That's all I mean," Izumo twisted around to meet Gen's lips in a long kiss. "I love all of you."

"We know, babe," Tetsu said, leaning forward for his own kiss.

Izumo savored the feel of being trapped between his two husbands. Hard bodies on either side of him, lips and hands running over him. He moaned quietly into Tetsu's kiss when Genma started nibbling on him. He lost track for a moment of hands and touches. Someone tweaked his nipples and they hardened in response, his cock following right behind them.

But a moment later, Kotetsu pulled back. "We should get him cleaned up."

Gen nodded. "Yeah, we should." He patted Izumo's shoulder. "Sit up, babe."

Izumo sat up and Kotetsu and Genma picked up the soap and shampoo. After Gen wet Zumo's hair, he lathered it up and took his time rubbing the other man's scalp as he worked the soap in. Kotetsu, meanwhile, was doing his best to be very thorough as he washed his husband.

The youngest of them enjoyed the pampering. It felt good to be taken care of, even if the hands on him had somewhat unintended side effects. His cock was hard, his body tingling and he couldn't seem to think of anything but being done with the cleaning and getting to the good part.

But they had their own agenda. When he was rinsed, while he was still kneeling up, Kotetsu leaned forward and took his cock into the other man's mouth. He moaned loudly. "Fuck, Tetsu, it's been too long." He swallowed, working to collect himself. "If you do that, I won't last," he managed.

Kotetsu simply hummed around Izumo's cock and kept doing what he'd been doing, running his tongue over the hard length, sucking hard, then pulling almost off and starting all over again. Over the last several months, he, Genma and Raidou had come to the conclusion that Kotetsu was the undisputed best at sucking cock. He had, on more than one occasion, brought each of them to orgasm, no matter how hard they'd fought to hold on. If Kotetsu wanted them to come, there was nothing they could really do about it.

They each, apparently, had their talents. Raidou was incredibly good with his hands. He could turn each of them into putty by simply running them over their skin, much less what he could do if he got one wrapped around their cocks. And he was good with all the parts of his hands, not least of all his fingers. He'd learned exactly where, how hard and how much to play with each of them and they'd get damned close to coming if they didn't actually come, just from his fingers inside of them alone.

It was decided that the best kisser was Izumo. All three of them claimed he could make them completely insane, forgetting pretty much anything, just by kissing them. Kotetsu especially insisted that he could scramble the other man's brain just from a kiss. He'd tried to argue more than once, but they were adamant.

Genma, on the other hand, could outlast every one of them. After his "punishment" for being found on Izumo's and Kotetsu's bed, he'd come for them each separately and made good on a promise he'd made to himself to fuck each of them into the mattress. Which he'd done. That evening it was decided that he obviously had the most stamina out of all of them.

But it wasn't Rai's hands or Gen's stamina right then that was making him crazy. No, it was Kotetsu's mouth. Those lips and that tongue that were driving him completely insane. He'd had plenty of time without his husbands and he simply wasn't going to be able to hold on for long.

Until, that is, Genma spoke. "Would you like to play, boy?" He asked in Izumo's ear, his hands moving over the younger man's back, stopping on Zumo's ass.

Izumo swallowed, the words causing his breath to hitch. His cock twitched in Tetsu's mouth and his asshole flexed. "Yes, Sir," he whispered in response.

Genma hummed a pleased sound that went through Izumo. The taller man knelt up closer behind him, pulling him back against the lean body. "What are your safe words, boy?" He asked.

"Burgundy and saffron, Sir," Izumo managed. Kotetsu was still very busy on his cock and thinking was already difficult at best, talking almost impossible.

"Mmm. Very good." Gen's hands slid up along Izumo's stomach and chest until his fingers pinched each of the younger man's nipples. The light pain shot through Izumo and he held in the grunt just barely. He wasn't allowed sound until he was given express permission. It was one of the things that he enjoyed, because it drew things out, and gave him something to focus on so that he didn't lose himself too quickly.

Genma's fingers tightened on his nipples then pulled, the pain getting sharper and more intense. He sucked in a breath at it and his own hands came up to touch Genma's, involuntarily pulling on them a little to lessen the pain. "Did I tell you to do that, boy?" His Sir's voice rumbled through him.

"N-no, Sir," Izumo responded.

"No, I didn't. Hands on your thighs. Don't move them again," he commanded and Izumo dropped his hands quickly to obey. Kotetsu gave a particularly hard suck then and Izumo focused on the pain in his nipples, the need to stay silent and fight the sounds and he managed, just barely, to keep from groaning out loud.

He stared down at the black hair as his husband's head moved, mouth working his cock over. The sharpness of the pain in his nipples started to lesson and he breathed a little easier. Genma must have recognized it because he pulled a little harder and Izumo clenched his jaw hard, trying desperately to fight the pain and the pleasure and the need to let go. "I know you want to come, boy, don't you?"

Izumo nodded and forced out a, "Yes, Sir."

"Not yet," Gen whispered. "Not quite yet." He shifted behind Izumo and the younger man felt the hard cock along his ass. Izumo's body was careening toward the edge, wanting desperately to release. But he couldn't, not yet. They'd been playing like this, now, for several months and he'd learned that not only could he control his orgasms, but that if he was in the right mindset, he really couldn't finish until he was given permission.

He continued to fight the pain and pleasure, trying desperately to hold back. One of Kotetsu's hands came up and started playing with his balls and he gritted his teeth even harder. So close, he was so close, but he hadn't been told yet that he could come. Genma released his nipples then and as the blood rushed to them he arched against his husband; the pain shifting, blooming again before it settled into an ache.

Then Genma moved back a little and he almost fell, but the other man steadied him. A moment later, he heard the click of a bottle cap and then there were fingers at his entrance. They massaged the tight muscle, slowly relaxing it. He swallowed hard when the first one slid inside of him, spreading the liquid around. A few seconds behind that, the second one was added and he had to fight against the sounds that once more wanted to leak out.

When they were buried inside of him, slowly fucking him, Genma leaned forward again. "Are you ready to make your Sirs happy?" He whispered.

Izumo nodded quickly.

"What was that? How do you answer me?" Genma demanded.

"Yes, Sir," Izumo managed, forcing himself to concentrate. His tits were still throbbing, Tetsu's hand was still teasing his balls, that incredibly talented mouth was working his cock over and the fingers buried in his ass were driving him crazy. He wanted, needed, desperately, to come. Despite himself a small whine escaped.

"Do you need something, boy?" Gen asked, his free hand coming around Izumo again to play with the younger man's tortured nipples. Izumo nodded, his breath coming in gasps as he fought the sensations rioting through him. "Speak, boy."

"P-please, S-sir. Need... oh God, need to come," Izumo whimpered.

"Is that how you ask for it if you want to please me?" Genma asked and Izumo's throat closed at the disappointed tone.

"N-no, Sir. Please... oh....Nngh... Please Sir, can I come?" He begged, needing desperately to change the tone in his Sir's voice.

"Mmmm," Genma hummed and Izumo's breath hitched when the note of disappointment shifted to one of happiness. "Yes, boy." He paused, oh so briefly and Izumo hung just on the edge, waiting for the actual command. Then, "Come."

"Oh FUCK, Sirs!" He shouted and went over that edge. He felt the blood pulse in his abused nipples, the fingers in his ass curled, hitting his prostate and Kotetsu swallowed his cock completely. His shouts turned wordless as the orgasm flew through him, roaring along his nerves. His balls ached as he pumped stream after stream of his cum into Tetsu's mouth, the other man sucking him until he was sure that there was nothing left.

He went limp, collapsing back against Genma. Tetsu let go of his cock and Gen eased them back until they were sitting, once again in the still-warm water. The taller man's arms wrapped around him and Kotetsu shifted, leaning forward to capture his lips. "Beautiful, baby," he murmured and Izumo's body hummed even more.

Genma's hands ghosted over his sensitive skin, lips nibbling lightly at his neck and shoulder and he moaned quietly. "You did so wonderful," Genma whispered to him, leaving more light kisses along his shoulder and the side of his face. Izumo turned his head and their lips met in another long, slow taste.

"Thank you," Izumo whispered when they broke apart.

"It was our pleasure," Gen replied, grinning.

Izumo gave himself another second to be able to speak. "But what about you?" He asked, looking from one to the other.

"We'll be fine. This is still just the beginning, love," Tetsu answered for them, pulling Izumo in for another thorough kiss. He sat back and picked up the washcloth again. Together, they bathed him down once more, using the warm washcloth to soothe his sore nipples, easing them to just a minor ache. When they were finished, Genma pulled the plug and they climbed out of the tub.

Kotetsu and Genma together dried his body off, taking their time so that by the time he was dry, he was starting to get aroused again. After they finished, they insisted on drying his hair, too. They combed it out, carefully parting it like he liked when they were done, then they each dropped a kiss on him. "Go on into my room," Gen said, grinning. "We'll want the bigger bed." Izumo hesitated and he waved a hand in a shooing motion. "We'll take care of this stuff, go on."

"Okay." Izumo's return smile was huge, he dropped another kiss on each of them and then headed down the hall. When he got to the bedroom, he stopped dead in shock, his mouth hanging wide open. There, in the center of the big room, taking up most of said room, was the bed they'd talked about getting.

It was easily big enough for the four of them to sleep and fuck together comfortably. The thing was the size of a small lake. It had four posts, a large slatted wooden headboard and a thick mattress. He had no idea how they'd gotten it or where, but it was beautiful. He also had no idea where the hell they'd get sheets for it, but apparently someone had thought of that, because it was made, too. And the whole thing was covered with what looked to be a beautiful deep blue handmade blanket.

"Happy birthday, baby," a deep voice said off to his left.

He spun to see Raidou leaning against the wall in the corner of the room. He'd been so preoccupied by the bed itself, he hadn't seen the other man. "RAIDOU!" He shouted and crossed the room at a dead run, nearly leaping into the other man's arms.

Raidou laughed. "It's good... mmph!" He was cut off when Izumo's lips crashed into his. He spun them around, pinning the smaller man against the wall. Zumo wrapped his legs around Rai's waist and rocked against him as much as he could.

"Perfect birthday. Absolutely perfect," he murmured when they broke apart. "I can't believe I have all of you home for it!"

Raidou grinned, one of those rare full-width smiles. "We've been planning this for a while. We had to do quite a bit of bribery, but it was worth it, just to see your face." He chuckled when Izumo's grin only widened.

"What... how... I mean..." He shook his head, at a loss.

"We got Tsunade another case of that sake she likes so much and Gen had it taken directly to her rooms while Tetsu kept Shizune occupied. So, she was an accomplice, setting up the missions and things so we could surprise you. The bed took some work. We ended up getting Yamato to make it. God help us if we ever want to move because he built it in the bedroom here."

Izumo laughed. "What did you have to give him for it?"

Radiou shook his head. "He wouldn't take anything. Said he had too much fun figuring it out. The mattress, however, was another thing altogether and the only reason it took so long to get the bed in the first place. I started working on it back when you two punished Gen those months ago."

"Wow. Well, it's beautiful. I can't wait to try it out." His grin turned leering and he waggled his eyebrows.

Raidou laughed. "Well, we've got that covered, too." He paused to drop another kiss on the younger man. "Love you," he whispered.

"Mm. Love you, too, baby," Izumo replied, getting lost once more in the other man.

"So, we have one more big thing for you, if you want it," Raidou started, when they broke apart again.

Izumo raised his eyebrows. "I'm sure I will."

"Don't say that until you hear it." When Izumo nodded, he continued. "You know how we've been trying different things for months now and you've said how you wanted to put it all together?"

Izumo's eyes widened and his breathing shortened. "You mean..." He trailed off, swallowing.

"Yes, I mean into one big Scene. Would you like to?" He asked.

Izumo considered him a moment. They'd been playing since he'd discovered his like of pain, or, rather, understood it, quite a while ago. Shortly after, Raidou had given him his first spanking and he'd loved it. Not long beyond that, he'd discovered that he responded very well to being commanded and since then, the three of them had worked together or taken turns as his Dom.

On occasion, Gen or Tetsu also subbed, but they weren't quite as firm about being one as he was. He loved it, loved pleasing them, loved knowing that he did. Something deep inside of him responded to that knowledge. He'd found himself having a very hard time of it if he disappointed them, at the least when they were in a Scene. And more recently, he was starting to realize he didn't like doing that outside of a Scene, either, but they'd address that another time.

Over the last several months, as they'd been exploring these things, they'd paid attention to the things that Izumo responded well to, what pushed him and what he obviously didn't like. It was difficult for him to say outright, but they paid careful attention, listening, watching and evaluating. They had also spent the time learning what they could do with him and what they didn't like, either. Around all of this, they'd talked about, at some point, putting a lot of it together into one big Scene.

"Yes, Sir," he whispered, dropping his eyes to Raidou's bare chest. His breathing quickened even more, his heartbeat sped up, and his mouth went dry, forcing him to swallow just to work up a little bit of spit.

"Very well, boy. On the bed, in the center, on your knees. You know how I like you," Raidou replied, letting Izumo to his feet.
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I&D: Living the Dream