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Illusion and Dream
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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When Monday morning rolled around and Kotetsu and Izumo took up spots at the desk, Iwashi noticed the difference. He didn�t say anything, just breathed a sigh of relief that things were more or less back to normal, the tension wasn�t overwhelming anymore and that he didn�t have to worry about helping to reconstruct the building.

And things were back to normal, for the most part. Until, that is, the jounin missions came out and Genma was assigned a week-long mission to Iwagakure with Raidou. Izumo and Kotetsu were given a few minutes to say good-bye to their boyfriends. All of the ninja were intimately familiar with the idea that any mission could be the last and so never begrudged someone the time.

"Don�t tell me not to worry," Tetsu said, with a forced smile.

Genma chuckled. "I was going to."

"I know, that�s why I said it. Because if you need a bodyguard, it�s not going to be a simple in and out. Be careful." He gave up on the forced smile.

Genma sighed. "I really have no wish to die, you know. I want to come home to you. And I�m going to do everything I can to make sure I do."

"Please?" Kotetsu asked and Genma nodded. He wanted to bring something up, but was both afraid to and afraid not to say something. He chewed on his lip while he deliberated how to start.

"What is it?" Gen asked, running his fingers over the bandage that covered Kotetsu�s nose.

Tetsu sighed. "If things go bad... If you survive, but the mission goes bad..." he stopped, still struggling with how to say it, his teeth clenched, muscles in his jaw jumping.

"If it goes bad?" Genma blinked at him a moment before understanding dawned and his face cleared. "Oh." He attempted to swallow around a suddenly constricted throat. "Oh," he said again, unable to form anything more coherent.

Kotetsu�s eyes dropped to Gen�s mouth unable, for the moment to meet his boyfriend�s eyes. "Look, I don�t even know if you two would consider it even under those circumstances, but..." Kotetsu cut off with a growl of frustration at his inability to word it right. "I want you to know... I�d understand. I�ve done it before, myself. Needed... to before myself. Yes, it was before we got together, but the principle�s the same."

Genma nodded. "I... I really don�t want to, but I can�t promise that I won�t. The mindset a bad mission can cause..."

"I know," Kotetsu interrupted, "That�s why I�m bringing it up. If... If you need it..." He took a deep breath. "If you need it to deal with something, do it."

Genma pulled Kotetsu in at that and wrapped his arms tighter around the shorter man. "God I hope it doesn�t become an issue."

"I certainly would prefer it didn�t, too. More for the fact that I don�t want you to have to go through a bad mission than the aftermath, but..." he sighed. "And you know I�ll be here when you get home." Kotetsu murmured the last, holding on tightly and letting the other man take what he needed.

"I know. I�ll miss you," Genma whispered before pulling back just enough to look down and kiss his lover.

"I�ll miss you, too," Kotetsu managed between nibbles. He threaded his fingers through the long brown hair, holding him closer and deepening the kiss. "Wish we had time to be together before you go." He said, when they broke apart.

Gen pulled back and glanced around. The office was empty, Iwashi having disappeared somewhere and Izumo and Raidou saying their own good-byes on the other side of the room. Raidou was leaning against the wall, Izumo up against him, their lips fused. He mentally shook off the stab at that and turned back to Kotetsu, pulling the other man tighter against him.

Tetsu�s eyes heated, obviously understanding what the taller man was thinking and Genma�s cock twitched to life. "Supply room?" He whispered and Tetsu nodded. With one more glance at the other couple in the room, the two of them disappeared down the hall. Three separate times, they stopped in the short hallway for more kisses and touches, Kotetsu grinding his swiftly hardening cock into Genma and vice versa. So by the time they made it into the room, they were both more than a little crazy and very aroused.

Once inside, Tetsu pushed Gen up against the door, nearly slamming it in the process and capturing the other man�s lips again. They bit and nipped at each other as they worked at belts and buttons, both of them struggling more and clumsier in their haste. Finally, Kotetsu�s cock was freed and he hissed as the cool air of the room hit him. Gen wrapped a hand around him and started stroking, dragging a loud groan from the younger man.

Tetsu gathered his brain enough to focus on what he needed to do. He scrambled for the tiny bottle he�d learned to keep in his pocket since he started dating the other man. They�d had more than a few times like this where they just couldn�t wait to get to someone�s bed - two separate alleys, the back hall of the new Kunai and even this very supply room more than once. He finally got his hand into his pocket and managed to dig said bottle out.

A few seconds later, Genma dropped his own pants and turned around. Tetsu spread some of the lube over his fingers and pushed them into the other man, stretching him as quickly as he could. He wanted, needed to be inside Genma now, but he managed to hold onto his control enough so that he wouldn�t actually hurt his lover.

But it was Genma who was too anxious. "Please, Tetsu... fuck me, please..." he moaned, dropping his head and Tetsu gave up. He hurried to coat himself and finally pushed into his lover in a single smooth thrust.

"Oh God, Gen, yes," he moaned when he was buried. He tried to wait, tried to stretch it out, even a little bit, but Gen pushed back against him, just as needy himself. Kotetsu groaned, pulled back and rolled his hips, filling the taller man again.

Another long low sound from Genma and Kotetsu repeated the movement, his own eyes rolling into the back of his head. He tried, desperately to find some tiny bit of control, but it eluded him. Groaning loudly in answer to Genma�s repeated "fuck me�s," he pulled his hips back one more time and started pumping into the other man.

It only lasted a few minutes, both men too far gone, needing each other far too much for it to go any longer. Tetsu�s thrusts were long, hard and fast, filling his lover and doing everything he could to hit the right spot. Genma�s grunts matched his movements as he rode Tetsu�s cock, sending them closer to the edge even faster.

The erotic sounds out of the taller man�s mouth got louder, and Kotetsu closed his eyes, trying to bring to mind something - anything that would stretch it out. But before he could come up with anything, before he could do anything to stop it, Kotetsu�s voice rose in a shout. "Oh God... Oh, fuck! GEN!" His climax roared through him then, taking him by surprise with the force of it and he emptied his balls into the other man, his body shuddering, his strokes erratic as he rode the wave of pleasure.

Genma stuffed a fist in his mouth to stifle his own near-scream as the orgasm that tore through him shocked him. He�d never even had a chance to simply touch his dick, much less stroke himself. His other hand curved, fingernails scratching the paint where he braced himself while his climax sped along nerve endings, up through his cock and all over the door in front of him. The muffled groans and shouts leaked around his fist, and then he went limp, barely holding himself up.

Tetsu wrapped his arms around his lover, his face in Genma�s back, both of them gasping for breath. "Goddamn, Tetsu..." Genma forced out between pants.

Kotetsu chuckled, nuzzling Genma�s back through the heavy vest and shirt before he eased out of the other man and stood up. He snatched some paper towels off of one shelf to help clean up with and then they put each other back together in silence. Tetsu turned to open the door, but Genma grabbed him again and pulled him in for one more long, thorough kiss.

"I love you," the taller man whispered.

Tetsu brushed a thumb along Gen�s cheek a moment, memorizing the other man�s face. "I love you. Come home to me."

"I plan on it," Genma replied and they lost themselves once again in another kiss.

When they finally pulled back and opened the door, it was to see Raidou and Izumo coming out of the file room across the hall. Izumo was straightening his vest and Raido was still tucking his shirt into his pants. Kotetsu finished zipping his own vest and all four of them stopped dead. Both couples stood there for a brief moment, staring at each other before they all laughed.

When they got back out to the main room, Iwashi was sitting at the desk, his cheeks bright red. "�Bout time you two got back out here," he muttered. Kakashi was leaning against the wall, orange book in hand, smirk in his visible eye. Ebisu was standing in a corner with Konahamaru, Moegi and Udon, a tissue held to his nose and amused looks on the younger three faces.

Kotetsu and Izumo cleared their throats and turned to their boyfriends. After final kisses and reassurances, the two jounin took off and Kotetsu and Izumo went back to work. They were both grateful that the day was a busy one. Both of them missed their lovers already.

"So, um, are you... staying at... Gen�s tonight?" Izumo asked as they packed up their stuff at the end of the day.

Kotetsu frowned. He�d planned on it, but at the same time, he didn�t really want to be alone, either. "Um, well, I was going to, but... I think I might just come home, instead."

Izumo didn�t manage to completely hide the grateful look fast enough and it occurred to Kotetsu that his friend might not want to be alone, either. Zumo nodded. "Okay, um, g... good."

And for the first time in quite a while, the two friends took the short walk home from the Hokage tower together. Izumo unlocked the door and they hung their vests up then kicked off their sandals and headed for the kitchen.

Without even thinking about it, they started cooking dinner like they had so many times before. In silence, they handed things back and forth, set the table, and took care of dirty dishes and the like. They moved around each other like they always had, ever aware of the other�s location.

When they sat down to eat, they did so in companionable silence, for once, no awkwardness filling the air. "So, did you see Ebisu�s face when we came out of the back?" Izumo asked.

Kotetsu laughed. "How could I miss the tissue hanging out of his nose? I was a little too... occupied, did you guys make noise?"

Izumo cleared his throat. "Yeah, I, um, didn�t quite muffle myself fast enough." Izumo�s face colored and he glanced up at the other man.

Tetsu nodded, "me, too. Gen shoved a fist in his mouth to keep quiet."

Izumo laughed, then. "Rai bit his own hand. He had marks till we were done."

Kotetsu shook his head. "We�re too much. No wonder Wash was blushing."

"Could you imagine if it had been us together?"

Kotetsu nearly spit out the rice he�d been eating. Yeah, he�d imagined it on more than one occasion. In the supply room and the file room and under the desk and in the guard booth. Then there were the archival chambers, the extra, unused offices... He forced his attention back to the topic of conversation -- the noise they made. "I think we�d need gags or something."

Zumo snorted. "Yeah, we�ll just shove a few summoning scrolls aside to keep �em around."

Kotetsu laughed. "Right." He shook his head, but his brain was firmly on the idea of sex with Izumo and he was having a hell of a time trying to switch gears.

The image of Genma�s face floated to mind and that helped. Kotetsu frowned, thoughts of his lover bringing the worry over the mission to the surface.

"Tetsu?"

Kotetsu looked up at his friend and sighed. "Sorry, um, worried about Gen."

"Oh." Izumo frowned, nodding. "Yeah. I�m... trying not to think too much about it. I�ll go batshit insane if I let my mind dwell on him being gone."

Kotetsu swallowed, a bit of frustration leaking through. "There are times, Zumo, I�m sick of being the one left back in the village. I know we went to war with the rest of them. I know we got sent out, but every shinobi did."

Izumo sighed. "I know what you mean. I try to comfort myself with the idea that being back here is important, too. Someone has to be here to defend the village -- and there are definitely possibilities of attack now that we�re weak. But..." he trailed off, lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug.

"Yeah." He glanced up at his best friend. "You know, I don�t know if I could do what Gen does -- entirely aside from the fact that stealth isn�t my strongest skill. But up close killing and assassination isn�t my thing." He chewed thoughtfully on a piece of broccoli. "It doesn�t help, I guess, that I�ve never done it." He shook his head.

"Neither of us have. We�ve been... lucky? I guess, that we haven�t had to. From a distance, no doubt. We�ve done our kunai throwing, our explosive setting, but..." he let that thought go, sighing. "In the end, it�s not up to us. If Tsunade wants us to go, we�ll go. But I agree, I�m tired, too, of sitting back here and waiting to hear about the others."

Silence fell again, then Kotetsu said, "It�s driving me nuts that he needs a bodyguard."

Izumo swallowed. "It�s driving me nuts that the bodyguard had to go. And... with whom."

Kotetsu glanced up and met Izumo�s eyes. "Yeah," was all he managed. Neither man said anything, the look that passed between them enough communication. The realities of difficult missions were never far from anyone�s mind. They could go bad at any time. The lucky ones made it home, if in bad shape. The unlucky ones didn�t.

But the "lucky" ones often didn�t feel that way and the emotional backlash of it was horrible. And worse, the initial adrenaline that poured through a ninja�s veins when they�d cheated death and their opponent hadn�t - when they�d made that narrow escape, was a powerful thing.

And there was one sure-fired way of dealing with it. One consistent way of getting rid of the adrenaline, of getting rid of the scary shutdown that happens when faced with death and killing.

Sex.

And both Izumo and Kotetsu stared at each other as the thoughts of their boyfriends on a mission alone together filtered into their brains. The idea that they could end up in that very situation -- on the just-survived end of a mission gone very, very wrong -- filled both of their minds.

Silence fell again, this one not quite as comfortable. They concentrated on their food, though, and by the time they got up to clean up, they�d managed to shove their fears into a box and the majority of the discomfort had passed. Yet again, when they went in to do dishes, they worked like they always had, smoothly moving around each other, handing dishes or passing pans, verbal communication unnecessary.

When they were done, there was a brief uncomfortable moment before Tetsu said, "I�d like to shower. Do you want to go first?"

"Go ahead. I can wait. Just... don�t use all the hot water," Izumo warned him with a half smile.

"I�ll try not to." Tetsu smirked and headed for his bedroom. He stripped out of his uniform, dropping it into the clothes basket and snatched his towel up, wrapping it around his waist.

When he stepped out of the bedroom, Izumo was on his way down the hall and stopped to let him pass. When he�d crossed the hall, Tetsu had that feeling snake down his spine of being watched. He tried to shake it, but it wouldn�t let go. Finally giving in to the urge, he glanced over his shoulder, and sure enough, the chocolate eye was heavy-lidded and unmistakably slowly moving over his form.

With no idea what to do with that, Kotetsu continued into the bathroom and softly closed the door. His mind a jumbled mess, he hung his towel up and turned on the water. When it was at a temperature he could stand -- somewhere just south of blistering, he stepped under the spray, his thoughts going in a bunch of different directions.

There was no other way to take it but that Izumo had been checking him out. Izumo. His best friend, the man he�d lusted after, wanted, loved for years, had been looking him over. And the only possible description of the look in the other man�s eye was lustful.

Kotetsu turned around, getting his hair wet and trying to puzzle through it. Zumo, as far as Tetsu knew, hadn�t looked at him like that in years. In fact, the last time he could remember it, was after they�d first started playing around together. It was when they�d been discovering the fact that they were attracted to boys instead of girls, and had given in to the urges they felt to touch and explore. He let his mind wander back in time as he picked up the shampoo bottle.

"Tetsu! HA! You�re not going to catch me!" Izumo shouted, dancing out of reach of the mace. He spun on his toes, leg kicking out, but Kotetsu dodged it.

He gave up on his mace, tossing it aside and dove after his friend. Izumo jumped backwards and into a tree, twisting around to head the other direction. Kotetsu leapt into the tree seconds behind Izumo, pushing chakra into his feet in an attempt to catch up.

The young genin tried to force his body to go faster, but his friend had always been a bit faster than him. He made up for it in strength, having a slightly harder punch which he usually pulled with his best friend, even when sparring.

He knew he�d never catch Izumo from pure speed, so he needed to find another way to slow him down. After launching himself off of the next branch, he dug into his pouch for a tag and kunai. He managed to tie the tag on and bit his thumb to drag it along the paper, when he caught sight of the shiny substance on the next branch.

He channeled the chakra into his feet at the last second, just managing to avoid getting caught in the viscous fluid. Once back in the air, he pulled his thumb along the tag, activating the explosive and launching the kunai with precision.

It landed with a thunk to Izumo�s right, the tag going off and knocking him from the branch he�d landed on, causing him to lose his balance. He hit the forest floor harder than he should have and he rolled to get to his feet and keep going. But it was just enough hesitation for his friend to catch up to him and he felt the hand grasp his shirt and pull him down.

They grappled on the ground for a few moments until Kotetsu got him onto his back and straddled his waist, pinning his arms over his head. "What was that about not catching you?" He grinned down at his best friend�s disgruntled expression.

"You cheated," Izumo accused, knowing full well that it was nothing of the sort.

Kotetsu laughed, used to Izumo�s grumpiness when he got caught. "Of course, I did." He agreed, his chuckles leaking through the completely inept attempt to sound apologetic.

Izumo grunted, trying to buck Kotetsu off, but Tetsu had learned a long time ago where, exactly, to sit to keep Izumo pinned. "Asshole," Izumo grumbled.

Another laugh from the spiky-haired kid and he stood up, holding his hand out. Izumo grudgingly took it, then spun and pulled, knocking Kotetsu to the ground. Izumo landed on the other boy, Tetsu�s air leaving his chest in a soft "oof!"

"Cheat," Kotetsu spat when he had his breath back.

"No such thing when you�re fighting for survival," Izumo countered, reminding Tetsu of their sensei�s recent attempt at teaching them.

Kotetsu rolled his eyes. "We�re not fighting for survival. We�re sparring. Bastard."

"Born fatherless I was and forever fatherless I shall be," Izumo answered, grinning, as he had a hundred times to Kotetsu�s barb. He stood up and offered his hand and, after a wary look from hand to face, Kotetsu accepted it and Izumo helped his friend up.

Kotetsu was unable to resist one more pull on Zumo�s hand, but this time, instead of knocking him down, Izumo had been expecting it and managed to only stumble a little bit. Instinctively, Kotetsu reached out a hand to steady his friend and found himself with an armful of Izumo, instead.

They were barely a few centimeters apart, both still panting from the exertion of their spar. Their eyes were locked, mouths hanging slightly open in shock. Kotetsu�s arms were wrapped around Izumo and Izumo�s hands rested on Kotetsu�s shoulders.

Kotetsu would never, in his life, be able to explain what happened. One second, they were staring at each other and the next, their lips were mashed together in an awkward, sloppy attempt at a kiss. He would have sworn he hadn�t started it and likewise, Izumo would say the same.

In reality, they�d both moved forward to close the distance at the same time. Their eyes were wide for a few seconds, then both sets slowly slid closed. Kotetsu lightened the pressure behind his lips and Izumo tilted his head a little more. And then the the kiss shifted from awkward to something else - something neither would understand for quite a long time later.

Kotetsu parted his lips a tiny bit and as he did, he felt his friend�s tongue reach out tentatively and touch them. He opened his mouth more and then he tasted his friend -- tasted someone else -- for the first time in his life. There were quiet moans, Tetsu�s arms tightened and Izumo�s hands fisted in the vest under them.

Their tongues slid along each other�s and they got lost completely in the pile of new sensations and feelings that rioted through them. One of Izumo�s hands moved up to spear through the black spikes, the other wrapping around Tetsu�s neck. Kotetsu pulled Izumo that tiny bit further in until they were so close that a single particle of light couldn�t have fit between them. One hand slid down to the small of Izumo�s back and spread wide, the other moved up to tangle in the long brown locks.

They had no idea how long they stayed there, tongues battling, lips nibbling and hands on each other�s bodies. Eventually, Kotetsu became aware that he was mostly supporting both of their weight and only because was having to channel chakra to do so. One of his legs had found it�s way between Izumo�s and his friend�s groin was pressed against his.

Eventually, oxygen became a distant memory and knocked insistently on their consciousness. They broke apart, panting hard, wide eyes locked on each other. Izumo swallowed and stepped back carefully. Kotetsu kept his hands on Izumo�s waist until he was sure his friend was steady and then he, too, stepped back. His hands were shaking in reaction and he stuffed them into his pockets.

They continued to simply stare for a few very long moments, both working to remember how to breathe normally. Finally, Izumo blinked, cleared his throat and color started to bloom on his cheeks as the reality of what they�d done sank in. Kotetsu did his own throat-clearing as his color also filled his cheeks over it. Because on the heels of that was the realization of something else that was being insistent. Something now uncomfortably confined in his pants.

Despite his best efforts not to, his eyes darted from Izumo�s face down to his friend�s crotch and he wasn�t disappointed when he saw the unmistakable lump. The slanted eyes moved back to the chocolate ones and both sets of cheeks got darker at the same time.

"Izumo! Kotetsu!" Their teammate shouted from the other end of the training field and the moment was broken. They turned at the same time, to see their teammate - a Hyuuga who was a complete asshole, running up to them. "Where the fuck have you been? We�re late," he grumbled and turned on his heel toward the gates of the grounds.

Izumo and Kotetsu shared an eye roll, and turned together to follow their teammate. But as they started to trot after him, they exchanged a look again and they both knew that the kiss was still rolling around in each other�s heads.

They hadn�t kissed again after that for a long time. That first one had surprised, confused and shocked them sufficiently and they had no real idea what to do with it. So, they�d simply pushed it away and avoided that situation again.

But Kotetsu had caught himself looking over Izumo�s body often after that, especially when they were both naked or partially naked. And he felt that same tingling sensation that said someone was looking at him plenty of times. And, when he�d glanced around at it, he�d caught Izumo looking at him with that heavy-lidded gaze. It wasn�t until much much later that he understood what it was.

Kotetsu sighed. There�d been looks like that since then, but they got rarer and rarer over the years. It may just have been that Izumo was better at hiding them, but Kotetsu rather thought it was because they simply didn�t happen. Maybe he�d been wrong, and at that moment, he was starting to question a lot of his assumptions about his best friend -- and said friend�s feelings.

He shook his head and shut the water off. Regardless of what he may be questioning, they were both involved with others at the moment, both in love with others and Kotetsu forced his thoughts back to his boyfriend. As he swiped the towel over the fogged up mirror, he sent up a prayer to whoever might be watching that Genma would be okay -- and that the mission didn�t go bad.

Izumo shook his head at himself when the bathroom door closed. He couldn't believe he�d been caught staring. He was grateful that Kotetsu was now in the bathroom and, thus, didn�t see the color covering his cheeks.

What he couldn�t believe was that he�d really been staring in the first place. He hadn�t stared in a very long time.

It�s not that he hadn�t seen Tetsu�s naked body over the years -- he had, plenty. But most of the time, it was when one or the other of them had been on the verge of chakra exhaustion or because they were being patched up from an injury.

And that certainly hadn�t affected how good the man looked to him. No, it didn�t seem to matter to Izumo if Kotetsu was bloody, dirty or what, his friend had always looked damned good.

In fact, the first time he�d gotten an erection over a live body had been because of his best friend. Kotetsu had just stepped out of a stream they�d been bathing in on a mission back when they were still genin -- not long, in fact, before their first kiss. Izumo had, gratefully, still been in the water, so Tetsu hadn�t seen it. But he�d watched his best friend step onto the bank, watched the rivulets stream over that incredible skin and defined ass. Then Tetsu had turned around and his nipples had been hard from the cold, goosebumps had covered his skin and his cock had been half-erect for God only knows what reason. And Izumo�s dick had hardened just like that.

Yeah, he got turned on by his friend. So, before Raidou, he�d looked, and often -- he just usually didn�t stare.

He�d once thought he might have loved Kotetsu. Before Raidou, he�d held out some hope that Tetsu would stop fucking around, stop the playboy shit and maybe, just maybe, figure out that there was someone at home that would have given him all the sex he could possibly want.

But eventually, Izumo realized that wasn�t going to happen. Kotetsu was a playboy through and through. He liked the variety, liked the thrill of dangerous places -- though Izumo would have happily given him that, too -- and he liked the idea of fucking strangers. At least, as far as Izumo knew, because Tetsu had never told him otherwise.

So, he�d given up, buried his feelings and turned his attentions elsewhere -- and right onto Raidou. Your current boyfriend, he reminded himself. He shook his head at himself and continued into his bedroom. He stripped out of his clothes, dug his sweats out of his dresser and laid them out then sat on the end of his bed to wait for Tetsu to finish.

But the image of his friend�s nearly-naked body flashed through his head again and he found himself having trouble. He tried to force his thoughts to his boyfriend, and he worked to bring Raidou�s image into mind - stretched out and naked on that very bed. It worked, to a point, though it certainly didn�t help the problem growing between his legs.

He rolled his eyes at himself and tried to come up with something -- anything else -- to think about. But no, his mind was firmly on sex, on well-built, incredibly hot bodies and he couldn�t seem to do anything about it. He flopped back onto his bed and glared at the ceiling, praying that Tetsu would hurry.

Thankfully, a few minutes later, he heard the water shut off. He snatched his towel off the bed and, thinking only of getting into the shower and maybe taking care of his problem, he pulled open the door.

And stood, stark naked as he faced a dripping wet and very sexy-looking Kotetsu. The shaggy black hair fell in wet strands over his face and neck. There were still drops of water dripping onto the slightly tanned skin and Izumo�s eyes followed the path of one as it slid down over one pectoral, along the line that ran over the other man�s stomach and disappeared into the towel. His cock twitched and hardened even more when his brain considered what it would be like for his tongue to take the same path and he saw the slanted eyes drop to his arousal, widen slightly and dart back up to meet his own.

He swallowed, unable to speak or move, rooted to the spot. Kotetsu�s tongue darted out to lick at dry lips and Izumo managed to just barely suppress a groan at the visual. To make his mortification complete, he felt pre-cum well from the slit and slide along his over-sensitive skin, making it even more obvious -- as if it hadn�t already been -- just what had so turned him on in the first place.

When it dripped from his cock and fell, he watched the slanted eyes follow the liquid�s progress to the floor. Those same eyes very slowly moved back up along Izumo�s body, finally resting on the red face and black eyebrows rose in disbelief.

The look on Tetsu�s face finally managed to unlock something in Izumo and he covered himself with the towel in his hand. He stuttered something completely unintelligible that was supposed to be, "out in a bit." Instead, it sounded more like a whimper that reflected his humiliation and he darted around his friend and into the bathroom.

It took everything in him to keep from slamming the door. When it was closed -- very carefully, he leaned back against it and closed his eyes. When he heard the door across the hall close, he banged his head against the wood once. It didn�t help.

What the hell was wrong with him?

He�d buried his want and need for his friend. He�d pushed his feelings for Kotetsu aside. He didn�t love him! He loved Raidou! The man who was, right now, on a mission, risking his life for their village.

Alone, along with his own best friend. The thought came unbidden to his mind and he worried at his bottom lip as it took root.

That didn�t change whether or not he should be lusting after Kotetsu. He closed his eyes once again, did his damndest to force his emotions under control and then stood up. With agitated movements, he threw his towel over the bar, turned the knobs with more force than necessary and climbed in under the hot stream.

He tried, desperately, to will the insistent arousal away as he washed his hair and scrubbed his body. But it refused to cooperate and he finally gave in. He closed his eyes and wrapped his hand around it, stroking slowly from base to tip.

He groaned loudly as the sensations flooded him and he stuffed his free hand in his mouth to stifle the sounds. He forced himself to think about Raidou, bringing the image of his lover�s sexy, naked body to mind. He thought about the look on the older man�s face when it was twisted in orgasm, and Zumo�s hand moved faster over his insanely hard cock. Grunts leaked around his fist as he got closer, and despite his best efforts the nearer he got to the edge, the more the image of Raidou flickered to be replaced by one of his best friend.

And when his climax hit, it caught him by surprise and he threw his free hand forward to catch himself. The pleasure ripped through him and it was only through sheer force of will that allowed the "Tetsu!" that slipped out to be through clenched teeth and not as an open-mouthed shout.

He sank against the wall, panting heavily, more confused that he�d been in a very long time. Because the image that had thrown him over the edge was the one he�d just been given a few minutes ago. Kotetsu, his best friend, wet and dripping, licking his lips and looking very, very fuckable.

What the hell did he do with this?
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Illusion and Dream	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Illusion and Dream