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I&D: Living the Dream
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes
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This story contains HEAVY D/s material. HEAVY. If it ain't your bag, please utilize the back button now. You have been warned!

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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Raidou asked one more time, his hand rubbing down Izumo's back.

"Yes, I'm sure." Izumo nodded firmly, then dropped his voice and added, "Sir."

The day after his birthday, the four of them had talked about his desire to do more with their D/s relationship. He'd really liked the things they'd done with and to him and he'd wanted to see how far they might want to go with it. And now, just under a week later, Raidou had suggested they try something like this.

They were going out for dinner and to the Krooked Kunai. But unlike their normal evenings like this, he'd be going out as their boy. He'd call them "Sir" -- quietly, but he'd address them properly. He would restrict his interaction with other people unless it would raise eyebrows. He would not be meeting their eyes, they'd choose his food, clothes and so on. And he'd agreed that Raidou could have final say about any other preparations they did to him for the night.

"Okay, then, boy, on your knees on the bed," Raidou ordered him and his cock jumped just at the command. He closed his eyes when he settled in on the bed and took a deep breath. Raidou leaned in, then asked, "Safewords, boy?"

Izumo said immediately without opening his eyes, "Burgandy and saffron, Sir."

"Good," Raidou said and ran a hand down Izumo's back then stepped away.

Izumo did open his eyes when the mattress shook again and Kotetsu, dressed to go out in the snug pants and red shirt Zumo loved, was sitting in front of him. "Kiss, boy," he ordered and held up the cock ring they'd put on him for the Scene for his birthday the week before. His cock was to be bound for the night and it twitched again as he put his lips to the leather. Genma, also dressed in Zumo's favorite clothes, held up the glans ring which he also kissed automatically.

He gritted his teeth as they fit the rings onto him. Even thought it wasn't as tight as it normally was - in deference to how long it was going to be on -- it felt so good already. It was worn more as a reminder of his submission than for it's normal practical purpose. His hands tightened where he gripped them behind his back at the sensations going through him. When they let go, his dick dropped, weighted by the rings, hanging very hard and heavy between his legs. He knew he was likely to have at least a semi-permanent erection all night. He swallowed around his dry throat.

Then Genma and Kotetsu tweaked his nipples, getting them hard. They each held up a small sliver clamp -- the clover clamps with the chain that hung between them -- and he kissed each of them. They were fitted over his stiff nipples and adjusted so that they pinched just enough to stay on but not hard enough to cut off blood flow completely. Genma tugged very gently to tighten them slightly and he sucked in a breath at the minor pain. He knew the clamps could be seen under his shirt if the person looking knew what to look for, but in the dark Kunai, it was doubtful anyone would recognize them.

"Stand up, boy. Hands on the post," Raidou said and he scrambled off of the bed. He put his hands up over his head to hold onto the flared knob toward the top of one of the posts at the foot. It was a specification that Raidou had given to Yamato when the bed was built, one on each of the posts. A place for him to hold on to.

As soon as he was in position, the first hand fell. Raidou could spank hard, when he wanted to; they all could. And this time, they wanted to - hard enough to make an impression without going so far as to make the night impossible, taking turns landing blows on his ass. This was no slow building, he was being deliberately spanked to make sure that his ass would be sore. He would purposely have trouble sitting that night.

When they finally stopped a short time later, there were light tears on Izumo's cheeks and Rai and Tetsu wiped them away, kissing his face gently. "Beautiful," Genma whispered to him and he shuddered at the praise. His ass was burning and felt huge. Sitting was going to be miserable, which was the point. Another reminder of his submission.

"Bend over, boy," Raidou said behind him. Izumo complied with the request, turning and bracing himself on the end of the bed. A moment later, he felt the slicked finger at his ass. Raidou pushed one in, grunting quietly. "Oh, damn, you're tight, boy," he murmured. Izumo had, in fact, been sent on a mission the day after his birthday, which had been an interesting situation. Gen had had to heal the sore ass as much as he could so that there would only be a slight ache instead of the major soreness that otherwise would have been there. The end result, however, was that he also hadn't been fucked since his birthday.

Raidou pushed the second finger in, then, stretching him just enough for the plug he was to wear. He brushed Izumo's prostate a few times, driving the younger man even more insane, his cock jumping from the contact. A moment later, the lubed plug was pushed into him and settled in place. It was the medium-sized one, big enough to stay in after being fucked by Tetsu and Gen, but not so big as to get uncomfortable. By the time he obeyed the order to stand up and turn around, his dick was hard as a rock and already leaking pre-cum.

They had one more thing for him, a piece he'd never seen before. Kotetsu approached with what looked to be a collection of leather straps in his hand. Izumo puzzled over it briefly then Kotetsu separated them and handed one to Genma.

He watched them bring the straps around his hips then fasten the front straps to a round metal ring with another narrow piece hanging down in front. That one was wrapped around his cock ring and snapped. Then he felt the tugs as they were connected to something in the back and that's when he realized it was a harness to hold in his plug. The plug was shifted a bit more, pulled on gently, then one of the straps was brought between his legs. "Bend over, boy," Kotetsu ordered him and he obeyed quickly. His cock ring was tugged on again, he heard a snap, then he was told to stand once more.

He stared down at the harness, his cock standing fully erect, his balls bound. The straps held the plug in place, anchored by his ringed, hard cock and balls. No matter what he did, the plug wouldn't come out. He swallowed around his dry throat and worked to remember how to breathe.

He was dressed next and the rough fabric simply brushing his cock, especially the extra-sensitive head, and his nipples was near torture. He was allowed no underwear and they chose his dark dress pants. They were fairly snug but even so, containing an erection was going to be difficult at best in them. His hard dick would be plenty obvious to them, which it was, tenting the pants pretty badly even as snug as they were. They adjusted him to make it a little less obvious, then turned their attention to the light blue, very thin button-down shirt he was to wear.

When the shirt was in place, Gen flicked his thumbs over the hard nipples and Izumo groaned quietly, glancing down. He couldn't see the clamps themselves, but his hard nipples were plenty obvious to anyone that looked. He swallowed at the thought, but at that moment, Tetsu ran his hand down over Izumo's cock, tormenting him further and he was sufficiently distracted, letting out a whimper deep in his throat.

"Mmm. Gorgeous. You're just beautiful like this. Love seeing you so aroused," Raidou murmured, running his hand over Izumo's sore ass. Another whimper from Izumo, another pleased hum from Raidou and the younger man calmed just enough. They were ready to go.

Walking was a nightmare. Every movement made the fabric brush over his cock, every step caused the harness to tug and the plug to shift inside of him and every twist or turn pulled his pants along his sore ass or shirt over his nipples. He was constantly reminded of his submission. And he was absolutely loving it.

They finally arrived at the restaurant and were escorted to their usual booth. He was seated next to Raidou, between the bigger man and the wall, where his Sir could touch him if that was wanted. He squirmed on the hard bench seat, unable to find the least miserable way of sitting, his cock caught uncomfortably. If that wasn't enough, either his sore ass was causing problems or the plug was.

He finally figured out that if he sat forward a bit, he could take pressure off of both parts and shift his cock enough to be more comfortable. He crossed his legs at the ankle under the table and gave a minor sigh of relief. "Legs apart, boy, I want access to that dick if I so choose," Raidou whispered, leaning in to him. When Izumo complied, one big hand cupped his cock and squeezed just hard enough to make Izumo need to fight against a grunt because his dick, which had just started to get soft again, returned to its hard state. "Good. Are you okay, otherwise?"

Izumo nodded, "Yes, Sir," he whispered in reply. Raidou pinched the head of his cock gently in response -- causing Izumo to have to fight a whimper -- and turned to the waitress who had approached.

Dinner itself was fairly quiet. He relaxed a bit and managed to even participate in conversation, for the most part, even though his cock and nipples were miserable and his ass hurt like hell. Raidou ordered for him and picked all of his favorite things. He sipped at his tea -- they'd all be eschewing alcohol, considering the evening, and worked to concentrate on the discussion of Rai and Gen's last mission. He lasted all of about fifteen seconds before Raidou ran a hand up his leg and teased his balls and dick again, then he lost the thread of conversation completely.

Raidou left him alone enough while he ate so he could reasonably digest his food. But just as they were finishing up, he wrapped an arm around the younger man and pulled Izumo against his side, sliding him along the bench. The movement irritated Izumo's sore ass, and he grunted quietly before he could stop himself.

Raidou tilted his head up and captured his lips in a thorough kiss. "You've done wonderfully, so far. Keep pleasing us so we can reward you, boy." One of Raidou's large hands slid down his chest, surreptitiously brushing his nipples and tugging on the chain again which tightened the clamps a bit more before landing in his lap, big fingers teasing his balls. He swallowed hard to fight the reaction, but his cock jumped, his asshole twitched around the plug and with both of those, he was fairly sure he failed miserably.

Finally, they were done with dinner. Rai took care of the bill and they headed out to the street again. They turned toward the Kunai, but stopped along the way, pulling Izumo into an alley. They each took their turns kissing him thoroughly, touching him, playing with him and generally going out of their way to make sure he was again aroused. They succeeded admirably, because he'd been much more calm when they'd finished dinner and he was back to rock hard and desperate for touch. It wasn't until he'd whimpered in frustration that they'd stopped. "We like you like this, boy. We want you aroused and ready for us. If I pull that plug, you should be ready to be fucked at any given time," Genma told him.

Izumo moaned at the words and bucked against the hand currently curled around his hard cock. It tightened, causing him to whimper again, even louder. Someone pushed on his plug, someone else pinched his ass, and still someone else tweaked a hard nipple, all in response to the sound. This only caused more of those sounds. "Good, boy." Raidou rumbled in his ear and he swallowed, desperate for more of that praise. "I just don't think I can wait all night," the bigger man murmured. "On you knees, boy," he ordered and Izumo dropped immediately in front of him, their location forgotten, hunger for Raidou's cock the only thing he could think about. "Suck me," Rai said quietly and Izumo scrambled to undo the dark pants and pull out a very thick, very hard dick. Izumo moaned at the sight then he rubbed his lips over the tip before taking the length into his mouth and starting to work it over. His own twitched where it was confined in his pants.

He heard the rustle of fabric and two zippers behind him and knew that the other two had opened their own clothes. Genma got in place on one side of Raidou and Tetsu on the other. Izumo reached up and took each of them into his hands, stroking them as much as he could while still giving Raidou the attention he needed. He glanced up to see all three husbands with their heads tilted, watching him suck on Raidou and jack them off. The looks of lust and bliss on their faces spiked through him and he poured every bit he could into pleasuring them.

Raidou's hands came down to rest on Izumo's head and before long, those hands were holding his head still and his husband was fucking his face. "Oh fuck, this slutty mouth feels good," the older man groaned. He started moving a little faster, thrusting into the hot mouth. Izumo did his best to use his tongue and lips to add as much as he could to the other man's pleasure. "Fuck, yeah." He paused to grunt, his head dropping back as the pleasure took over. Izumo felt the cock in his mouth start to twitch. "Oh fuck... Nngh... Oh fuck... Gonna come down your throat, boy..." He warned and Izumo moaned around Rai's hard length at the erotic words. It was apparently just enough because Raidou bucked his hips then. The younger man choked as the thick cock was pushed to the back of his throat and tears sprang to his eyes from it, but he held on and swallowed as the streams of cum came out, the pleased grunts from his Sir more than making up for any possible discomfort.

Raidou pulled out of his mouth and leaned back against the wall, panting hard. "Take care of Sir Genma next, boy," he said around gasps. Izumo immediately turned to Gen and eagerly opened his mouth to take the other man's cock.

Despite his typically incredible stamina, Genma was so turned on from the show, from the spanking he'd participated in earlier, the hand that had been stroking his cock and by the incredibly aroused state they had their boy in that he knew he wouldn't be able to last very long. He wanted to bury his dick in that ass and fuck his boy hard, but that was for later. He didn't let Izumo tease him with tongue and lips for too long. Rather, he started fucking the younger man's face fairly quickly, hands tightly fisted in the brown locks, dragging groans from his boy that sent vibrations along his cock.

He was already so close, those vibrations were enough to send him over the edge. His hands tightened even further in the long hair, he surged into the other man's mouth feeling tip hit throat and his orgasm crashed through him hard. "Fuck, boy!" He ground out, teeth gritted to hold in sound. He felt the sucking around his cock, the other man's throat closed around the head of his dick and it sent aftershocks of pleasure through him. "Goddamn..." he groaned, his orgasm fading very slowly.

He finally pulled back and took his spot next to Raidou to recover his breath. He watched Izumo turn to Kotetsu and couldn't help but admire the sight of their husband's cock disappearing into that talented mouth. Kotetsu's head was thrown back, his hand on Izumo's head, Zumo's fingers teasing his balls. He could just see the clamps pushing against Izumo's shirt from the position he was in and the plug and harness against the tight pants, obvious from the way the younger man's back was arched, ass sticking out. He could already feel himself wanting to get turned on again, his cock twitching with interest. A long, low groan escaped from Tetsu's open mouth, his hips sped up and only another moment later, he watched Izumo's throat work as he swallowed their husband's cum, the muffled shout from Kotetsu accompanying the vision.

Izumo let go of Kotetsu's cock and sat back, head bowed, to wait for orders. Genma took a brief moment to admire the incredible view. His hands laid on his thighs, ass resting on his heels and again the plug could just be seen if you knew what to look for. His back was arched and the clamps and hard nipples pushed against his shirt. His cock was hard and tenting his pants badly, his hair was tousled, cheeks flushed and his lips were bruised and swollen from sucking their dicks. He was beautiful.

Tetsu stood back to catch his own breath and put himself away. Raidou helped Izumo to his feet, then reached into the younger man's pants and adjusted his cock. It was still obvious along the zipper of his pants and Genma had to adjust himself at the vision. Big fingers smoothed the brown hair down, a thumb brushed across the swollen lips and a moment later, they were all put back together, ready to go. They stopped long enough for each of them to kiss, pet and praise him and then they continued on their way to the Kunai.

When they got to the bar, they noticed that it wasn't very crowded. Izumo was grateful because that meant that there was a chance the back hallway -- which he knew was the ultimate goal of that evening -- wouldn't be too busy. As soon as he thought that, however, he checked himself. That wasn't the kind of thinking he was supposed to be doing because the point of the evening was to help him work on his worry about public places. But he was nervous over it, about being that public with it and he reminded himself that they were doing this to try to fight against that. On his own, he might not have ever been able to do it, but under command, he could - and would.

They'd ordered juice and stood together at the end of the bar, waiting for Kiba to start the dancing for the night. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the married... group," Aoba said, approaching them, a smirk on his face.

Genma, Kotetsu and Raidou sighed. "What do you want, Yamashiro?" Kotetsu asked, eyebrow raised. "We've long since ended the bet."

"Oh, nothing like that. There's a new rumor surrounding you guys now." He grinned a little too widely for their taste.

"Oh?" Genma asked, eyebrow raised. "Do we want to know?"

"Oh, yeah. Rumor has it that you four are seriously kinky bastards." They could have sworn there was a note of glee in his voice. Four sets of eyes simply blinked at him.

"Um, point to a single ninja in this bar that isn't at least a little kinky," Raidou snorted.

Aoba laughed. "Very true. We all are. Something to do with the constant possibility of death, I think." He chuckled. "I meant a little more specifically," he said, staring directly at Izumo, who glared at him, but shifted a bit so that he was mostly hidden behind Raidou. Aoba's eyebrow went up.

"Just spit it out. What do you want to know?" Genma asked, rolling the senbon in his mouth to the other side in exasperation.

Aoba turned his attention to the assassin. "Rumor has it you guys get into the really kinky shit. BDSM-type kinky."

Izumo hoped to hell his face didn't give him away. He turned his head to drink from his juice in that moment and carefully shifted so that the rest of him wouldn't be obvious to the nosey ass. It was dark in there, but there was still the chance that the clamps or his erection might be visible anyway. And maybe an erection itself wasn't worthy of note, but one that didn't seem to want to go down might be. And the clamps and his hard nipples were a dead giveaway.

"Is that really any of your business?" Raidou asked.

Aoba shrugged. "You know how the rumor mill operates. You," he said, nodding toward Genma, "of all people know. The weirder and juicier it is, the more it circulates."

"Yeah, I know. Who started it?" Genma held onto his patience carefully. He did understand the rumors. Bored ninja had little else to do than spread gossip, and he got that to a point. But at times like this, it pissed him off.

"Anko says she saw you guys." Aoba snorted and pushed on his sunglasses.

"Saw us?" Izumo asked, a slight squeak in his voice. Raidou squeezed his arm - both a warning and comfort. He wasn't to talk to others that night, unless it was necessary to avoid suspicion and that hadn't been. He swallowed and turned around again to sip at his juice. "I'm sorry, Sir," he whispered into Raidou's ear. There was another gentle squeeze and Raidou put his arm around the younger man, pulling Zumo up against his side. Izumo buried his face in the other man's neck a moment.

"You guys are almost sickeningly sweet," Aoba muttered shaking his head. "Yes, saw you. That's what she claims, anyway, though when she did, I asked her if she took to peeping in through windows. I know you four well enough that if you did get into that, you'd certainly not be doing it in public."

"What did she say to that?" Kotetsu asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Nothing." Aoba said, then paused and considered each of them. "I find it curious that none of you have denied it."

"If we tell you that, yes, we're into it, we spank each other regularly, tie each other up and use gags and toys all the time, would it get you off our collective ass about it?" Genma asked him, annoyance leaking through.

Aoba laughed, long and hard. "You guys almost take the fun out of it. Who does it?"

"I guess that's a no, Gen," Tetsu said, shaking his head.

Genma chuckled and Aoba laughed again. "Come on, you can't drop a bomb like that and not give me more information."

"We don't have to give you any information, frankly," Raidou answered for them. "And, though we didn't deny it, we didn't actually confirm it, either."

Aoba conceded the point. "True." His eyes darted from one to the other, landing again on Izumo, who was still nestled in Raidou's arm against the bigger man's side. A half smile tilted his lips and he sighed when they were no more forthcoming. "Well, then. Thanks for what you did give me." He grinned again, and gave a mock salute before turning on his heel and heading away.

The four of them watched him cross the bar and take a seat at a table with Anko and Ebisu. "Well, that was... fun, Sir," Izumo murmured into Raidou's neck.

"They just can't leave well enough alone," Kotetsu grumbled, putting a hand on his best friend's back.

"Nope," Gen agreed, then sighed. He leaned over to Izumo and dropped a kiss on the younger man's cheek. "You okay?"

"Yes, Sir," he whispered, tugging at his shirt and pushing at the clamps a little, very conscious of his still-hard nipples and the metal dangling from them.

"Hands off your shirt, boy. They'll come off soon enough," Raidou said, then slid a finger between two of the buttons and tugged on the chain, tightening the clamps hard. Izumo squirmed at the new pain and fought the urge to whimper. "That was for touching yourself without permission."

"Yes, Sir," Izumo whispered, chastened. They'd made it clear that he wasn't to touch any part of his cock, balls, ass or nipples without permission. That included deliberately touching his clothes like that, unless he was ordered to.

They fell silent for a bit, sipping their drinks and watching the other patrons. When Dai made his way back down the bar, Raidou signalled for refills. "Is Kiba spinning tonight?" He asked the bartender.

Dai nodded. "Yeah, he's just starting a little late tonight. He just got back this morning from a mission, but promised me he'd be here."

Raidou nodded and turned back to the others. Gen and Tetsu had wrapped their arms around each other, hands roaming over each other's bodies and were currently lip-locked. Izumo's eyes were glued to the other two and Raidou noted with amusement that the younger man's breathing had shortened. He leaned in. "Hell of a sight, isn't it?"

Izumo nodded. "Yes, Sir, it is." Zumo's breath stuttered a little when Genma's hands made it to Tetsu's ass and pulled the spiky-haired man tighter against him. Kotetsu responded by rocking into the taller man and Raidou and Izumo could hear moans escape from both of them. Izumo swallowed around his dry throat and pointedly turned back to Raidou. He was already stimulated enough, he didn't need the visuals, too. If they kept it up, he'd come in his pants, permission or not.

And he would rather end up with permanent blue balls than see the disappointment in his Sirs that that would cause.

But Raidou took pity on him and wrapped him up again in the bigger man's arms, then called out to the other two. "Hey, Gen, Tetsu!" When they broke apart and looked over, Raidou shook his head. "Let's remember what tonight's about, hmm?"

Both men looked chagrined at that and nodded. Izumo took a deep breath and stood back up again. Raidou leaned down and kissed him, running his hands over the younger man's back. "I think it's time for these clamps to come off," he murmured, then glanced up and motioned at Genma.

Raidou whispered to Gen, who nodded and led Izumo around the bar and down the back hallway, past the restrooms. The two of them found a quiet spot behind a tall stack of boxes near the end. Izumo stood still, his hands clasped behind his back as Genma unbuttoned his shirt. The taller man glanced up at his face, then reached up and popped the clamps open. Izumo gasped out a breath as they were tugged off, the tips sticking to flesh just a little.

But it wasn't until Gen leaned in and sucked on each of them a bit, forcing the blood to flow back into them that the pain bloomed completely. He worked to keep his grunts in. His dick twitched and began to harden again where it had finally started to go down and he groaned.

Genma's hands moved next to the button on his pants and he sucked in a breath when they were opened, the zipper was down and Gen's hand was moving over his cock. When it was back to its fully-hard state, he adjusted the leather cock ring, resettled the harness in place and Izumo whimpered quietly. A few more strokes, a thumb brush over his super-sensitive glans and he let loose a loud, full whine this time.

Genma let go, kissed Izumo's face, then adjusted the younger man's still-hard cock, fastening his pants. Then Genma re-buttoned his shirt, the fabric dragging across his now-insanely sensitive nipples. Izumo suppressed the moans at the feeling, squirming when Genma brushed his fingers over the hard points against Izumo's shirt again, pulling another quiet gasp from the younger man and they finally turned to go back to their husbands.

When they got back, Raidou crooked a finger at him and he stepped up to the bigger man. "Tell me about it," he commanded in a low voice, pulling Izumo close to stand up against him and between his parted legs.

Talking, especially about the things that were going on with his body or the things he wanted and liked was incredibly difficult for him. He could fight rogue ninja, he could argue down ANBU over their mission reports, he could fight undead assholes. But if he had to talk about his own needs and wants, it was nearly impossible. So, it was one of the things they pushed him about the most. "They..." he stuttered over his words. "They're very sensitive. The pain... It... felt..." he paused and forced himself to take a breath. "It feels good. I like it, the... way they are now."

Raidou's hand slid up along his chest and dragged over the points in question. "These?" He asked in a low voice.

Izumo moaned at the contact. "Yes, Sir," he whispered, eyes sliding closed. Raidou shifted them so that he was between Izumo and the rest of the bar and used his thumbs to stimulate them more.

"Like this, boy?" He husked.

Izumo nodded. "Yes, Sir," he managed, a whimper leaking out as the pleasure bordered on pain.

Raidou leaned in, nipping at his neck and whispered, "What do you like about it?"

Izumo swallowed, trying to remember how to speak. "The..." he started, then forced himself to continue. "The pain," he finally managed. "It hurts and feels good."

Raidou's hands slid around to his back, then down over his ass, cupping the sore cheeks, sending more spikes through him. It had calmed down and wasn't nearly as sore as it had been when he left, but it still hurt quite a bit. He was pulled closer in, his hard cock rubbing against Raidou's, the hands on his ass tightening. He let a quiet groan out. "What do you want?" Raidou asked quietly.

"To fuck," he said, before he could stop himself.

Raidou laughed. "Oh, you'll get fucked, alright," the bigger man said with a grin, leaning in. "All three of us will fuck you, at least once, filling you with our cum. We'll give that slutty ass all it can hold and maybe even more than that." Raidou paused when Izumo's breath shortened. "Does that excite you?" He asked, voice dropping. "To know you'll walk around with our cum filling you up?"

Izumo whimpered a little and nodded. "What was that?" Raidou asked, his voice turning sharper.

"Yes, Sir, it..." Izumo cleared his throat. "It excites me. I..." He trailed off, unable to finish.

"You what?" Raidou pushed.

Izumo fought with himself briefly, then whispered, "I want to have my Sirs' cum in me."

Raidou let a pleased sound rumble through his chest and Izumo closed his eyes as it vibrated through him. "Very good, boy," Rai said and Izumo opened them again and concentrated his vision on a single plastic button. Then the older man chuckled. "You really are a cum slut," Raidou murmured in his ear. Izumo sucked in a breath, nodding again, his cock jumping.

At that moment, he felt another hand on his back. "It seems Sir Kotetsu wants your attention, boy," Raidou rumbled and squeezed his ass once more before releasing him.

He turned to Kotetsu, who wrapped strong arms around the younger man and captured his lips. This, even in these roles, even in their marriage to the others, this never changed. The feel of his best friend's lips on his, the taste of the other man was something that was different, more somehow, than it was with either of the others. He loved Raidou and Genma, very much, but there was still something... extra with Kotetsu.

His Sir pulled back, brushing a thumb over one nipple and sending shivers through him. A moment later, he felt another body against his back -- Genma. Each of them nibbled their way down his sensitive neck, pulling quiet moans from him. Genma played with his ass, pushing at the plug, pinching slightly at a sore cheek. Kotetsu reached up and flicked the other nipple, then let that hand fall again and rubbed a thumb over Izumo's swollen cock head through his pants. He whimpered, nearly at the point of pure desperation. He was so aroused, so desperate already and he knew he still had a long time to go.

He was rescued then as Kiba finally turned up the music and his voice floated over the crowd. Genma and Kotetsu stepped back and he turned again to Raidou. Raidou took his hand and pulled him close but didn't do anything more specifically to arouse him.

They listened to the opening comments from Kiba then the music turned up and as he thought about going out to dance, Izumo realized that he needed to go to the bathroom. This was something of a quandary. They hadn't, specifically, addressed that and he stopped to consider what to do. He wasn't supposed to touch himself and there was no way to avoid that while he did his business. Finally, he took a deep breath and turned to Raidou. "Sir..." Izumo started and the older man shifted his attention to the smaller man, raising his eyebrows.

He bit at his lower lip briefly as he thought it through. "Saffron," he finally said, looking up at Raidou.

The older man reached out and tugged on his hand, pulling him closer, concern covering his face. "Is something wrong, baby? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" He hurried to assure his husband. "Except, well..." Izumo cleared his throat, color staining his cheeks. "I, um, need to go to the bathroom."

"Oh. Yeah, we... uh... didn't exactly think about that, did we?" He chuckled, pausing briefly then looked into the brown eye. "Do you want to go back into our roles before we decide what to do or wait until after you go?"

"I'd rather be in our roles," Izumo said, frowning. "I just didn't know if I should ask or not."

Raidou nodded. "In the future, you tell me -- or Gen or Tetsu -- you need to, and we'll decide how to handle it. You'll ask permission and it'll be up to us if we have reason to make you wait."

Izumo nodded. "Okay," he looked up at Raidou and took a deep breath, then dropped his eyes again. "Sir."

"Very well. Sir Kotetsu will go with you. You'll only touch your cock as he directs you to, do you understand?" Raidou asked.

Izumo nodded again. "Yes, Sir."

He called Tetsu over and murmured into the younger man's ear. Kotetsu nodded a couple of times, his lips tilting in a half smile at something Raidou said and Izumo gulped. Kotetsu stepped up to him and he dropped his eyes to the other man's neck. "Come along, boy," Kotetsu said and Izumo followed him into the bathroom.

He was grateful to see it empty. "Use the urinal," Tetsu said and Izumo stepped up. His husband moved forward and leaned against the wall, turning to shield him from anyone who might walk in.

It took him a minute to relax enough to do what he needed to do. He'd started to calm down while he'd been figuring out whether he needed to ask or not, but even so, he was still so aroused in general and it took him some time. Finally, he managed what he needed to do but when he finished, shook, and started to put himself away, Tetsu reached out and touched his wrist. "I want you hard again, boy," Sir said quietly. "Stroke yourself."

Izumo took a breath, glanced at the still-closed door and wrapped his hand around his cock. It didn't take long for him to go back to fully erect; his cock was still insanely sensitive. When he was as hard as he'd been earlier, he started to let go of his dick, but Kotetsu spoke again. "Did I tell you to stop, boy?"

"No, Sir," Izumo responded, moving his hand again. His eyes slid closed as the pleasure flowed through him. He felt a hand on his ass, pushing at the plug, teasing his sore cheeks. Another brushed his still sensitive nipples and his eyes flew open, staring at the tile in front of him.

"Faster," Kotetsu instructed him and his hand sped up immediately. He gritted his teeth, desperately fighting the sensations, the sounds that wanted to leak out. "Faster," the other man murmured in his ear. "I know how you like it, boy. Show me how you masturbate when you're alone and thinking about me or Gen or Raidou filling your ass."

Izumo groaned at the words, his hand moving faster, twisting slightly over the sensitive head, then back down, squeezing gently. His breathing shortened, his balls tightening as he got close. "Fuck, Sir... Nngh..." he groaned. As he moved, Kotetsu continued to tease his ass and nipples, sending him flying toward the edge. "Oh fuck. Oh God, close, Sir... so... fuck... so close." He bit his lip hard, holding in the louder moans that wanted to escape. He didn't believe he'd be allowed to come yet, but despite that, the whimper leaked out, pleading wordlessly for his orgasm.

"Closer," Kotetsu whispered in his ear, closing the last few inches' distance between them. One hand pushed on the plug, the other cupped and teased his balls, making him clench his jaw tighter. "Tell me when you're ready to come," the sound ghosted into his ear.

"Oh God," he said, nearly inaudibly, his eyes closing again. He was dancing along a razor's edge, his climax taunting him, just out of reach. His cock was diamond hard now, glans swollen and purple, pre-cum flowing freely and every time he touched it, it got worse. His balls were so tight, desperate for the release he was being denied. "Fuck. Almost..."

"I know, you're so close, aren't you? Want to come so badly," Kotetsu murmured. "Bet that cock tastes so good right now." Izumo's breath stuttered as thoughts of Kotetsu's mouth on him screeched into his head. "I love sucking it. You're thinking about it now, aren't you? My hot mouth on that cock, thinking about fucking my face..." His voice trailed off at the whimper from the younger man.

Izumo's hand moved a little faster, twisted again, slipped over the head once more and he was sure, permission or not, that he wasn't going to hold on any longer. "Oh God. Gonna... Oh, God, gonna... I'm... oh fuck, I... Nngh... need to... come..." Izumo babbled.

"Stop."

It took everything in him to let go of his cock and keep from fucking at the air. He pulled his hand away so fast, the hard length bobbed several times before it stilled. He looked down to see his cock harder than he ever remembered it before, veins standing in sharp relief, head nearly purple, the rest of it very red. The hand on his balls squeezed slightly and his eyes crossed, dick jumping as he fought hard for control. Then Kotetsu stepped back. "Close yourself up."

Oh, fuck. That was going to be torture. He was so hard, walking was going to be a nightmare, made worse by the rough texture of his pants. He tucked himself back in, doing his best to touch himself as little as possible as he fought with fabric, zipper and button. When he was finally together, just as they were leaving, the door opened and none other than Aoba came in.

"Geez, you guys can't even take a piss separately?" He asked, shaking his head.

Izumo glanced toward Kotetsu who simply snorted and stepped up to the door. Izumo pulled it open for his Sir and they stepped through, neither noticing the interested look they got from the other man in the room.
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I&D: Living the Dream	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I&D: Living the Dream