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Tied With a Bow	By : hatochan Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Tied With a Bow
- 1
Author's Notes

- Thanks to everyone who stayed with me through Show and Tell! ^_^

- This is dedicated to Anise, because I've been promising this for the past, I don't know, 3 to 4 months now, lol.

- For Fuyu_no_Akegata, my beta/muse, who helps me find non food related ways to describe our luscious shinobi^^

Story Notes

- Part of the TI universe.

- This incident is mentioned in passing during Show and Tell: I'll Show You Mine. It occurs several weeks after the events described in BSK: Ch2.

- Raidou is 25, Genma is 23 and Iruka is 16.

Warnings: GRAPHIC SEX BETWEEN TWO ADULT MALES AND ONE 16 YEAR OLD MALE, ALL CONSENTING. IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, THEN DO NOT READ THIS. Also, biseinen-ai, yaoi, coarse language, etc...

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. ' Get Naked' lyrics belong to Methods of Mayhem. ( thanks winter!)

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Tied with a Bow

Raidou stood on his doorstep a moment longer before stepping back inside his flat, slowly shutting the door on the chill night breeze. He dragged his feet in the entry way. Once he reached the threshold the tokujo carefully picked his way across the littered living room floor, bare feet avoiding the glass bottles, crushed beer cans and empty food containers. Raidou disregarded the streamers, wadded up napkins and torn gift paper, plodding over the party mess until he reached his small, beat up couch. He was extremely thankful that someone had finally turned the music down. Flopping into the near corner, knocking an empty plastic cup from the arm, the tokujo gave no notice to the two half naked shinobi grinding on the other end of the sofa.
" What's wrong, Birthday Boy?" Genma's teasing voice broke free from the heated moans and gasps. " Finally realize that you're an old man now?"
" Not nice, Gen-chan." Iruka's soft reprimand was punctuated by a sharp inhalation from the older man. Raidou figured the teenager had gripped the tokujo's member a little harder than was necessary to make his point. As usual, Genma chuckled appreciatively after the gasp, letting his smaller partner know that the 'punishment' was anything but.
The newly celebrated twenty-five- year -old stared at the pile of gifts covering his coffee table, the opposite couch and the floor in between. The party had been a romping success, his little apartment filled to bursting with family, friends and colleagues. Raidou's mother had baked a cake and supplemented several dozen cupcakes to feed the horde that had shown up. His older sister and younger brother had decorated the apartment while Genma had kept him busy in the missions office that day. Gifts ranged from the small, yet perfectly trimmed, bonsai from Hayate, to his mother's gift of the brand new chocolate colored couch that now graced the other side of the low table. New clothes, books, weapons, various cooking paraphernalia, rare jutsu scrolls... A handmade card with a voucher for Ichiraku�s inside, Naruto-kun�s contribution, rounded out the collection of birthday presents that partially hid the new piece of furniture.
Raidou barely saw any of it, his mind preoccupied and his heart heavy. " Keiko dumped me." He spoke without thinking. The words just seemed to need to be said out loud.
A pause enveloped the sexual noises on the other couch cushion. Well, I'll have to remember this as an effective way to kill their libidos. The small part of his brain that wasn't sluggishly depressed tried to lighten the mood, but was soundly ignored.
" WHAT?!" Two incredulous voices snapped in unison.
Then Raidou�s view was blocked by caramel skin and long dark hair, darker eyes blinking in concern over the horizontal scar. � Are you okay?� Iruka questioned as he straddled his lap, thin arms looped around the older man�s neck, scarred nose sliding along Raidou�s left cheek before snuggling into the high collar of his shirt.

Keiko never... Raidou idly petted the chuunin, his fingers sweeping through the silky locks. Genma can't leave the kid's hair tied up, can he? I wonder if it's a fetish? � I�m alright, �Ruka-chan.� The teen reminded him, as he often did, of a large affectionate housecat, greedy for physical attention and just as ready to dole it out. Raidou breathed in Iruka's scent; light musk, Genma's shampoo, and the lingering sweetness of cake icing. A weak smile was given for his friends� benefit. � It was a good party.�
� Sorry, man. � Genma�s hand landed on Raidou�s denim covered knee, patting in comfort. The older brunette looked over and his smile gained a bit of strength as he took in the sight of his best friend; pants undone, erect cock poking out of the fabric V, and the most sincere look of sympathy in his hazel eyes. � She was a bitch anyway.�
� Thanks. � Was the dry response.
Iruka was more tactful. � What happened?� He continued to talk into Raidou�s shirt, muffling his words.
A brown hand lifted to make a gesture, aborted the move, and fell back to stroking through the dolphin�s hair. � She said she couldn�t stay in such an unstable relationship, meaning the whole shinobi thing. � She whined every time I left on a mission. She griped at me every time I ended up in the hospital. Raidou sighed and felt the burning in his eyes that he had been holding back for the past half hour, since the woman had told him they needed to talk. She never touched my scars. Hardly touched the left side of my body, even clothed. She never even came to the hospital when I broke. He sniffled and swallowed the lump in his throat. There were worse things in a shinobi�s life than being horribly disfigured, but Raidou was having a hard time thinking of any of them at that moment. She really just couldn't stand to be near me anymore. Couldn't stand the way I look with these....

� Well, that�s what happens when you date civilians. � Genma added, unhelpfully. He leaned over and rested his head on Raidou�s shoulder, still attempting some form of comfort. � But, I�m still sorry about it.�
� Not your fault.� -that I�m a walking monster. Too ugly for human contact, to even be seen with. That Hatake kid has the right idea, wearing a mask. The tokujo mentally berated himself as he gazed emptily at the darkened window that took up most of his front wall. His distorted reflection stared back. Fuckin� scars...

Sable eyes appeared before him, deep pools of emotion that a shinobi had no right to display. � Rai-chan, your scars are beautiful. � The teenager placed a slender fingered hand on each of the tokujo's broad shoulders, balancing himself in his elder's lap. Iruka maintained visual contact as he bent his head and planted a tender kiss on the ripples of flesh crossing Raidou�s cheek.
The older man�s lids fell closed, shutting out the innocence and sweetness of the gesture. How the fuck is he able to do that? I swear he can read minds ( No, you're just that transparent when it comes to your feelings, you lousy shinobi). He felt the lips slowly peppering kisses along the path of twisted skin, moist breath bringing goosebumps to the surface of the rest of his unmarred body. Too much, this is too much and I don't want this to get out of hand.

Raidou had had something of a crush on Iruka ever since Genma had introduced them and the teen had blushed so prettily. But he was too young, in Raidou's opinion. Too young to be killing, too young to be fucking, and the tokujo had taken to the chuunin as an older brother just as passionately as Genma had taken to him as a sexual instructor. While he found no fault with his best friend for enjoying in the physical pleasures so freely given by the dolphin ( he was a chuunin after all, an adult by their village's standards) , Raidou had been unable to bring himself to share in those pleasures. He always felt like he was entertaining adulterous thoughts when his desire for Iruka flooded through his mind, as though he were betraying his friendship with the senbon shinobi.
And though he knew that Iruka did not belong to Genma, in Raidou�s mind, neither did Iruka belong to him.
But now he was too close and too upset and too tempted by the comfort and warmth and understanding being offered. Raidou moved his head out of range of the soft lips and tried to remove Iruka�s hands from his shoulders. � Thanks for the encouragement. I�m going to bed now... �m tired. � He made a move to stand, arms wrapped around the teen�s slim waist to pick him up and place him back in Genma�s lap. However, the fragile looking hands pinned Raidou to the couch back, refusing to let him up. There was a brief moment of panic at the restraint that the tokujo forced down. It's just Iruka, it's just Iruka, it's just Iruka... Raidou had rather serious space issues as a result of his capture and subsequent torture, never made more apparent than during his intimate encounters.
The little brunette seemed to sense his friend's fear, removing the pressure of his hands, but keeping Raidou in place with the lightest of touches. � I love your scars, Rai-chan. All of them, the ones up here, too.� He lightly touched the tokujo's unmarred temple, indicating Raidou's less obvious scars. " But I have to admit, that I have a special affinity for these..." Iruka continued to kiss down the line of his senpai�s jaw, nudging a finger between the high collar and the thick neck to get lower. " They're just sexy as hell."
" Wait a minute. You mean Keiko dumped you because of your face?" Genma's brow furrowed in confusion, then anger. " That superficial bitch! I'm so going to-"
" Do nothing, Shiranui! " Raidou cut off the threat. He didn't want anything done on his behalf. It's not her fault she wants a normal looking boyfriend. And knowing Genma, Raidou feared for the young woman's safety; the senbon sucker could be fiercely protective. " I don't want you doing anything to Keiko-san. Promise me. "
The pout on his friend's face was adorable, even if it was tainted by indignation and righteous fury for his elder. Genma reluctantly grumbled out a " Promise."
" Gen-chan, that's no way to act. We have someone more important to be thinking about, right now." The dolphin cooed pleasantly in the other man's direction. Raidou almost cringed at the intensity radiating from the young man's expression, the sable eyes fixed solidly on his face; predatory and self satisfied. I have a very bad feeling.

An added weight leaned against him, just resting against his shoulder. Raidou�s cinnamon colored eyes became more aware and surveyed his situation, namely his two closest friends trapping him in the corner of the couch. Before the panic could swell up again, Genma shifted away from him. One arm slipped under Iruka�s body to hug the older man.
� Rai-chan, � Genma�s smooth voice flowed like honey into Raidou�s ear, a stark contrast to his tirade of only moments ago. His fingers tip-toed up the dark fabric of the tokujo�s shirt until he reached the strong chin and turned it, forcing the older brunette to face him. � give in. You know once he�s set his mind on something, there�s no stopping him. � The senbon sucker leaned forward to press his lips to Raidou�s gaping mouth, taking advantage and probing the warm cavern with his tongue.

What the fuck is going on? It was very hard to breathe and Raidou had to jerk his head back, breaking the contact with Genma. A thin line of saliva tickled his chin. � Genma I- I don�t think... Iruka, you shouldn�t-�
Iruka had already stretched the material of his collar as far as it would go. Raidou could feel the teenager�s cheek pressed against his throat, soft hair brushing the bottom of his jaw. " So sexy. So beautiful, Rai-Rai. " He leaned back, bringing both hands to the bottom hem of Raidou's shirt. " I've wanted this since the first time I met you." The navy blue shirt was lifted up, exposing more dark skin, more scars. " When Gen-chan pushed me into you and I spilled my beer all over your new shirt. " The wide palms smoothed over the elder's torso. " You just smiled at me and bought me another. And that's when I knew that I had to get you to fuck me. "
Raidou nearly choked, Iruka's voice dropping to a rumbling purr on the verb and his little pink tongue darting out to lick a stripe from his navel to his collarbone, pushing the wrinkles of material higher around the tokujo's neck.
" And me telling you about his ginormous dick didn't have anything to do with it, right?" Genma snickered from his position near Raidou's face, taking his lips when he turned to ease his breathing only for his airway to be cut off by the honey haired man's mouth and tongue.
The chuunin's laughter was like the tinkling of bells in Raidou's ears. " That was just a bonus. His smile is what sealed the deal. "
Suddenly there was room to breathe again. Both men had backed off and in Raidou's slightly fuzzied, oxygen deprived mind he thought that maybe they had acquiesced to his earlier decision to go to sleep. Disappointment seeped into his heart, warring with the immediate relief of being freed. I wanna sleep, wanna forget today ever happened. Forget what I almost got to have. Then he was blinded by his shirt being yanked over his head and off his arms. As soon as the fabric cleared his loose spikes of hair, his friends were upon him.
Iruka's lips reclaimed their spot on the side of Raidou's neck, sucking softly on the ruined flesh, little mewling sounds punctuating the tiny nips. His slender hips ground into the tokujo's bare stomach, bringing the clothed hardness to Raidou's attention and igniting a fire in his own groin. Iruka is dry humping me. A different flash of panic swept over him, causing his entire body to tense. I'm not supposed to be with Iruka, not supposed to-

" Relax, Rai-chan. " Genma was once again pulling him into a brief kiss, the heat of his touch melting the hard knots that his insides had twisted into. Raidou sighed into Genma's open mouth before the honey haired shinobi moved back to smirk. " I love being able to do that to you. "
" Asshole." Raidou huffed back, gasping as Iruka's tongue traveled lower, latching onto the spot where his nipple used to be. Now there was only dark distended skin, uneven folds of flesh that the brunette knew were hideous to view, disgusting to touch... yet Iruka was lavishing attention on the entire area. No one's touched me there since it happened, except medics. It... it feels so good. Raidou arched up into the contact.
" Yeah, I think we'll be using Iruka's asshole tonight. " The leering comment whispered through Raidou's hair, followed by a light chuckle. Then Genma grew serious, his voice faint, regretful. " I should've done this sooner. Before your wounds even healed up. Should've kissed you head to toe. "
" I was with Keiko. I'd n-never ch-cheat." Raidou stuttered out as Iruka's teeth found another sensitive spot amidst the scar tissue. But I wanted to. Kami help me, but I wanted Genma so badly. Keiko was so cold and Genma was warmth and kisses and reassurance. Trying to hold onto what was left of his manful pride, Raidou screwed his face up, going for a rueful look. " Besides, it's no big deal. Not that vain."
" But she is." Iruka left his delightful torturing of the tokujo's chest to reply to the purposefully off-hand comment.
Genma's hands were on his waistband, fingers deftly undoing the brunette's fly. " If I'd had any idea that she was treating you like you were defective..." His words tapered off as his anger escalated.
The elder man could sense the tension in the senbon sucker's frame, the way his hands paused on his zipper and the thumbnail dug into the flap of material. Raidou moved his own hand away from Iruka's long hair, twisting his arm at an awkward angle to reach the man, and wordlessly wound his fingers through the shorter, lighter strands. Their gazes locked.
" Feelin' a little left out, here."
The frustrated teenager in his lap gave them both an exaggerated pout, his lower lip trembling, doe eyes glistening. When he had their attention, Iruka's smile blossomed over his handsome face. Raidou couldn't help but reciprocate the grin.
Genma made a playful lunge towards the chuunin. " So sorry, Chibi! How could we forget about a delectable little cock sucker like you?! " Long arms circled Iruka's body and dragged him onto the floor to engage in a shriek filled wrestling match.
Raidou watched the two shinobi grappling in front of him, becoming more and more aroused as the horseplay morphed into foreplay within a very short span of time. Those two really do make a good couple. I wonder if Genma'll ever regret not keeping a serious relationship with the Chibi? But the older man left off with his ponderings, much too deep to be applied to the young lovers before him, currently in the middle of a rather passionate kiss.
Sweat sprung up on the partially nude forms, glistening on two shades of caramel and the single lighter cream. Raidou looked on as Genma stripped the pants from the younger man and kneeled behind him, pulling the teen upright and exposing his body to the older brunette. He really is gorgeous. Raidou placed his hand on the open fly of his jeans, pressing down on the bulge to ease some of the discomfort. It wasn't as though he had never seen Iruka naked before. In their chosen profession modesty was useless, and the communal showers and close living quarters and frequent medical emergencies gave plenty of opportunities to see comrades undressed. But he'd never seen Iruka in his current, fully aroused state.
The chuunin's dark eyes remained focused on his elder's face.
At sixteen, Iruka had yet to hit his last growth spurt, his frame still awkward and unfinished. But as a shinobi his body was far above average. A few thick locks of hair streamed over the not quite broadened shoulders, highlighting the delicate look of his collar bones and Adam's apple. Lean muscle stretched taut over a solid bone structure, giving promise to Iruka bulking up a bit before he stopped growing. Definitely not going to be a waif like Hatake-kun. Raidou's eyes traveled over the teen's well defined chest and abs. The dusky nipples were already standing erect, being manipulated by Genma's dexterous fingers.
Iruka had a thick patch of hair at the base of his erect cock, coarse ebony that served as a background for the hefty organ. Raidou was impressed by the chuunin's size, large for his age, though he figured that like many other aspects of adulthood, Iruka would simply have to grow into it. Almost as thick as Genma, and not as long. But, pretty really, curving towards that flat belly. And what is Genma doing with that?

" See how hard you're making Raidou?" The tokujo was mumbling just loud enough for the oldest man to hear him, though his words were directed towards Iruka. " He's wanted this for a long time, too. But you knew that already, didn't you 'Ruka-chan?" Genma trailed his hands over the teenager's body, lips whispering by his ear. An icy blue satin ribbon, discarded from an opened gift, was entwined in the senbon shinobi's fingers, the ends draping over the darker skin. " As his final, and best, gift of the evening, I think we should wrap you appropriately. What do you think? "
" Genma -gasp- if you're going to do what I th-think you're going to do, then - gasp- just be careful. " Iruka writhed in Genma's hold, words strained.
Raidou's curiosity was tweaked as he listened. Wonder what Genma messed up? It must've been pretty serious if Iruka has to bring it up in the middle of fooling around. He tracked the other tokujo's movements, paying attention to the way Genma's touches were gentled after the teen's reminder, his whispers meant only for Iruka this time. Yeah, he definitely messed up. He's still apologizing to him for it.

" Please, Genma-ughn!" Iruka cried out, arching away from Genma's body and into his teasing touches. The wiry arms reached back, hands clasping behind the lighter brunette's neck. " I trust you, please."
Iruka's raspy plea ignited new sparks of lust in Raidou, tingles descending his spine and collecting in his lower belly. Kami, that voice. Dark material shifted and more of his cotton boxers lifted from the open fly. Raidou could feel the wet spots forming on the thin fabric, cooling in the air of the apartment. He caught Genma's sudden interest in his crotch.
The younger tokujo winked. " Iruka, why don't you tell Raidou what you'd like him to do while I wrap your package. " Genma licked over the pulse point in the youth's neck before looking back at the couch's occupant. " And maybe Rai-Rai could help inspire us with a glimpse of that ginormous dick?"

Oh holy hell! Genma is evil ! Raidou swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and awkwardly released his erection from its cotton imprisonment. He gazed down at himself, momentarily distracted by the liquid welling from the darkened head. Already hard. I'm pathetic. He groaned faintly, rubbing a thumb into the slit and spreading the slickness over the rounded tip. Raidou was brought out of his self involvement by the teen's thick voice.

" Uhn- I want him... to put that beautiful cock in my mouth so I can s-suck it." Iruka stuttered a bit as Genma pulled the ribbon underneath his scrotum, lifting the heavy sac away from his heated body. " I want to lick that huge head, dip into the slit... c-c-catch all that salty cream- oh Genma!"
The ribbon was crossed several times and Genma's skilled hands pulled the ends in opposite directions, tightening the streamer's hold on the chuunin's balls. That demon is using it as a ball cage! I can't believe that Genma knows ho- oh wait a minute. Yes I can. Raidou twitched. Genma laughed quietly, seductively, and began wrapping the strip of blue around the base of Iruka's swollen length. Raidou watched in silent fascination as the scene continued. And a cock ring!

" Keep going, Chibi. I think you want to do more than just blow him. "
Iruka nodded absently, his eyes flickering over Raidou's seated form. " I want those rough hands to cup my ass, your fingers to d-dig into my cheeks, spreading them. " He seemed to have calmed himself, his voice much steadier than before. " Spreading them for your cock, for that hot piece of flesh. "
" Shit." The older brunette swore under his breath as Genma once again pulled the ribbon tight and tied it off. Raidou's head bent back slightly, groaning at the sight of the twitching, leaking, blood darkened erection entrapped in a sloppy blue satin bow. And then Iruka nailed him with another look of pure intensity.
" My little pucker is just waiting for you, Raidou."
A full body tremor shook Raidou from his toes to the tips of his disarrayed hair. Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhyesssssssssssssssss...
" Isn't he a pretty picture, Rai?" The senbon shinobi questioned his oldest friend, holding the youth upright with two hands placed on his chest so Raidou could have a good look. " Your present is all wrapped now, and to unwrap him, hehehe, you just have to pull on this end." Genma pointed to the shorter of the two ends of ribbon hanging on either side of the caged cock and scrotum. " But now we have some prepping to do."
Raidou's eyes fluttered shut as he gripped his cock and began to slide the fist over the damp flesh, imagining himself thrusting into- " Oh fuck!" Raidou jerked upright, eyes snapping open to find Iruka between his legs. The chuunin's parted lips were fitted neatly over the tip of the tokujo's length. Long hair tickled Raidou's hands and forearms, doe eyes turned up to observe the older man's reaction. " Fuck, 'Ruka."
" Again, that's the idea. " Genma spoke up from his position at Iruka's backside. A large tube, frequently used by the look of its shriveled bottom half, was in the honey haired man's hand, flip cap open and clear gel being squeezed onto the fingers of his other hand. " And I believe that the best way to proceed is for me to give our Chibi here an extensive stretching session, since he's going to be taking in more than he's used to. " Two coated fingers promptly disappeared into the chuunin's body. " Iruka, you little slut! " Genma chuckled and removed his fingers, adding more lube and a third digit. " You came over here with your ass already lubed."
Raidou nearly fainted as the rosy lips curved into a smile around his member. Then Iruka gave the head a light suck before giving it back over to Raidou's care. " I just got back from a mission, and while Wave Country has its share of fine cock and pussy, nothing compares to your smexiness, Gen-chan." The chuunin rubbed his cheek over the older brunette's slick flesh, like a cat leaving its scent. " And you know I expected my post mission fuck as soon as the party was over. So I came prepared."
Three fingers were eased back into the entrance. Raidou panted as he watched Genma's hand move back and forth at Iruka's backside. A small flash of shiny knuckles caused the elder's hips to jump slightly from the couch, pushing into the dark strands of silk draping over his thighs.
" Such a good shinobi, our Chibi." Genma cooed. " But even that isn't going to be enough to get you ready for Raidou's Monster. Shut up, Rai. I can call it whatever I want."
Raidou's scars pulled with his frown, eyes narrowed at the tokujo in affectionate annoyance and strained lust. " Just because you have a name for yours, doesn't mean I want one for mine- Ahhhh!" He lost his irritation as Iruka's hands pried his from ' The Monster' and took over the slow hand job.
" I meant to ask you earlier." The chuunin spoke between tender kisses to Raidou's cock head. " Have you been tested, Genma?"
The oldest shinobi gathered enough of his wits to listen in on the conversation. Iruka had been the best thing to happen to Genma's health, as far as Raidou was concerned. After the honey haired man had contracted a nasty VD a few months prior, Iruka had insisted on regular clinic visits and use of protection for his senpai. The chuunin had taken advantage of Genma's love of his caramel colored ass and strictly enforced what had been lovingly dubbed ' Umino's Bareback Law' ; Iruka wouldn't allow Genma to ride him unprotected unless he could provide a current clean bill of health. Raidou had treated Iruka to a week's worth of the village's best sushi in gratitude.
Now he watched as Genma snorted and reached into his back pocket with his dry hand. Carefully folded papers were removed and tossed onto the couch. " I went to the hospital the day after you left on your mission. I'm cleared for take-off!"
" That was- ah- a week ago. " Raidou did his best to back up Iruka's concern while the chuunin dipped the point of one canine into the tiny slit on the tip of his cock. " Who- who have you been with since?" He was vaguely aware of Iruka claiming the papers and opening the precise folds.
A frustrated sigh came in response. " Just a few bar screws and I used lollies and I am very offended that you don't believe me, Chibi. And Raidou... you're just being an ass." Genma huffed and twisted his fingers inside the younger man's body, obviously trying to distract Iruka from his reading. He grinned around the lyrics of his favorite song. � Cause it's them ass cheeks that make my ass weak... Ride the cock until you hit the spot... That�s you, babe!�
" Uhm, that feels good, Gen-chan. " Iruka's eyes crinkled slightly at the stimulation, but he continued to study the medical report. " It's not that I don't believe you. You wouldn't lie about the STDs, but you have omitted other medical concerns in the past and I really don't want to deal with your athlete's foot again." He pushed back on the invading fingers. " I see that your blood pressure was high, you need to cut back on all that senbei; it's too salty."
" It's not the senbei, " Genma bumped his hips into the backs of Iruka's thighs, knocking him off balance and driving the tokujo's fingers into the smaller brunette's body, all the way to the third knuckles. He leaned over and Raidou groaned as the senbon shinobi bit down on Iruka's earlobe. " it's you."
The papers were thrown onto the floor with the rest of the party trash and Iruka arched into the other man's touch, pulling his face away from the birthday boy's groin. Raidou was not appreciative. " You two are going to be the death of me." His cock ached so badly, the color deepening to unhealthy shades of red violet. " If you're not going to get on with it, then let me jerk off and be on my way to bed. "
That brought the younger men's attention back to Raidou. Iruka made apologetic sounds while he resumed his hand and mouth job. Genma leaned all the way over the bent body and took Raidou's chin in his thumb and first finger, drawing him down for a heated pressing of lips. Much better. No more cute, but annoying, banter. No more teasing. Just sensations and feelings and hot bodies to look at and touch... And maybe some more of Iruka's dirty talk.

" Sorry, Rai." Genma pulled away, running his hand over the larger man's scarred chest until his fingers entwined with Raidou's. He tugged on the broad hands, one at a time, and placed them on Iruka's dark crown. The chuunin looked up through thick lashes and increased the suction on the tokujo's manhood, strong hands massaging the shaft.
Raidou relaxed back into the couch cushions. Leave it to these two to get me so riled up I've already forgotten how shitty I felt.

Kisses and strokes and soft words of endearment filled the minutes as Genma slicked his pole, Iruka brought both hands to paw the scarred stomach by his nose, and Raidou observed the proceedings.
The little chuunin moaned around his mouthful of tokujo as Genma aligned his cock and eased into the tight entrance. Raidou reacted in a similar manner when the vibrations hit his member and his eyes absorbed the sight of his best friend impaling his other best friend. Happy birthday to me... His hands lay lightly in Iruka's tresses, neither guiding nor idle; he moved with the teen's head, fingers sifting through the sweaty silk, enjoying the texture. Occasionally, his palm would slide down to cup the tan face. Raidou loved the feeling of the smooth flesh bowed outwards, his cock head hitting the inside of Iruka's cheek. " Oh yeah, baby, that's it. Ahh-ughn, 'Ruka..."
" So tight, so hot, Chibi." Genma joined in with Raidou's praises. His lighter hued hair swung back and forth as he fucked the lithe body. Hazel eyes flickered up to the older man's face. " I told you h-he was good. He sucks cock almost as well as me." A leer was shortened by a series of grunts from the senbon shinobi.
Raidou was unable to respond. His dark gaze swept over the other men, the lovely face in his lap and the strong hips thrusting rapidly against the rounded mounds. Iruka's mouth was hot and wet around his length. The bobbing was slow, the suction firm, the tongue everywhere. Whenever Genma hit the teen's prostate, Iruka would writhe and groan, sending waves of sensation down Raidou's cock and throughout the rest of his large figure. Brown hands wandered over darker skin, distended whorls of flesh tickled and thoroughly petted. It was a new sensation for the older man, to have the scars caressed with such tenderness. I never touched them myself, not like this; I avoided them even when I jacked off. Too many memories. But Iruka's touch didn't bring up horrifying memories, only a soothing sense of calm in his mind and a needy lust building in his groin.
And then Iruka relaxed the muscles of his throat and buried his nose in the black thatch of hair at the base of the tokujo's erection. Raidou forced himself to stay seated and not shove his cock any further into the younger man's mouth. " Oh, kami, oh kami..." Iruka strengthened the pressure being applied to the throbbing member. " Shit, Iruka, feels so good."
Genma's hands folded over the slender hips and Raidou felt the power behind his thrusts as Iruka braced himself on the couch. Iruka's body shook and spasmed with every smack of flesh, but he continued his steady bobbing, just enough to keep the older brunette begging for more. The whole scene began to blur and waver as Raidou's eyes crossed and finally closed, his head falling onto the couch back. Excited moans fell constantly from his slack lips.
" Fuck, I w-wish I ha- ahhh, nghn- had a picture of th-this." Genma was gasping and his speech was beginning to gain the tightness that Raidou recognized very well; the honey haired man was fighting climax. " Soooooo fucking h-hot- oh kami!"

His stamina's for shit, tonight, isn't it? Raidou flicked his gaze over the wall clock. He couldn't help but notice that they hadn't been at it for more than fifteen or twenty minutes and the honey haired shinobi seemed to be at his wit's end already. But he hasn't been laid in a couple of days, The tokujo cracked his eyes open again and looked down the dark head and caramel skin to the paler flesh, and I know the sight of this is driving me insane. Damnit! If Iruka would just suck a little bit harder I could cum! The particle of Raidou's brain that was still rational after all the sexual mind blowing he'd been subjected to, knew that getting off quickly, or in the chuunin's mouth, was not what the other two men had planned for him. It didn't make it any easier on his aching cock.
Suddenly Genma flattened himself over Iruka's back and dragged the long hair away from the younger man's ear. " He's great, isn't he? So big and thick. Tastes like molasses on your tongue. " Hazel eyes lifted to meet hazy cinnamon. His lips smoothed over the curve of Iruka's ear. " And that big piece of meat is going to feel soooooo good when it splits you in half."
Raidou cursed loudly as Iruka's eyelids fluttered and the chuunin nearly sucked the tokujo's dick from his body. Genma straightened up and slammed into the teen's rear end with naked ferocity, one hand reaching around to play with Iruka's trapped erection. That caused another string of moans to surround Raidou's member.
Genma pushed his hips forward one last time and screamed out his release, the smaller brunette's name echoing off the paint chipped walls. Raidou watched the beloved expression of intensity melt into that even more beloved look of ultimate gratification. The younger tokujo let his forehead rest on Iruka's sweat slick back and ran his hands up and down the golden sides. " 'Ruka, babe... so fucking amazing... kami! " He pumped into the teen's body a few more times, slowly, before pulling out and slumping backwards onto his heels. Genma drew in as much air as possible between his ragged breaths in order to speak. " I think you're stretched enough, my Ero-Chibi. Let's get you on your next ride. But first..."
Raidou cried out as his cock was suddenly exposed to the cold air of the flat, the saliva and pre-cum quickly chilling on his stiff flesh. His hands fell in his lap, fingers barely brushing against the flap of his pants' fly. Gorgeous. He kept his dark gaze on Genma and Iruka still kneeling at his feet. Genma had pulled the youth into his original position, back flush to chest, the scarred nose turned towards the older man who had manhandled Iruka into a sloppy kiss. Raidou's attention was torn from the trail of spit running down Genma's chin to the shiny pre-cum dribbling from the end of Iruka's tortured cock. Shit, I know that has to hurt like hell. We're almost the same shade of purple!

Before Raidou could lament his state of non-satisfaction, Iruka was being swept into Genma's arms, bridal style, and carefully set upon the older brunette's lap. Raidou's member bounced alongside the straddling teenager's, rubbing against the silky ribbon and skin, exchanging fluids. Creamy white was smeared on the inside of one whisky colored thigh and Raidou ran his thumb over the line of firm muscle, lifting Genma's cum away and wiping it on Iruka's engorged cock. The chuunin shivered.
" Raidou, Raidou, Raidou." Iruka murmured, his face hovering a mere breath away from the older man's. Then there was no space between them, lips to lips and tongue to tongue. Raidou moved a hand to cup the chuunin's rear, the other hand carding into the dark mass of silk that draped down Iruka's back.

Genma didn't exaggerate; he does taste like candy. Raidou had kissed Iruka before, or more accurately, Iruka had kissed Raidou before. Playful pecks that the youth would bestow on the older man when they were out drinking or affectionate brushes of lips as they left on missions. The tokujo always got a hint of sweetness, as if the chuunin's mouth was dusted with sugar from a recently eaten wa-gashi; except Iruka didn't particularly care for sweets and rarely indulged in them. He hadn't had more than a small slice of cake during the rousing chorus of ' Happy Birthday' earlier in the evening. So he's just naturally sweet. The thought caused Raidou to smile through the kiss, the line sounding superficial and cheap. Like something from one of those Icha Icha's that Hatake-kun is always reading.

His musings were interrupted by deft hands on his body, a pair trapped between his chest and Iruka's, and a pair tugging his cock between the chuunin's legs. Raidou gave a muffled grunt as he felt Genma's fingers slathering lube over the saliva already coating his length. The touch felt too good. Then his cock was being directed upwards and the head butted up against the slick opening. Heat seemed to simply emanate from the prepped area.
" I don�t think you�ve had anything this big in a while, Chibi, so take it slow.� Genma�s soft voice flowed over Raidou and Iruka. The tokujo held the base of the elder's cock steady, his other hand clamped onto Iruka's hip, the back of his roughened knuckles brushing against the bottom of Raidou's ribs.
Raidou tried to keep the kiss going, but Iruka broke away and leaned back. His mind drew a blank as he stared at the young face hovering above him, sable eyes just above his own eye line. The difference in their heights was paying off in their current position. A trickle of sweat rolled down Iruka's temple, crossing over the end of the facial scar and making its way to the corner of his mouth. The pink tongue peeked out and removed the saltwater drop. Iruka began to lower himself.
The tokujo grew dizzy from the physical sensations. Raidou slid both arms around the slender body, supporting Iruka as he painstakingly impaled himself on the tokujo's sizable member. The older scarred brunette flinched at the indescribable tightness, the veritable inferno, that slowly encased him. The stretching, though more than usual by Genma's account, simply wasn't enough. Iruka trembled and his eyes began to tear up.
" Careful, baby. " Genma cooed for the chuunin from behind, his soothing hands making contact with Raidou's folded arms every so often. " I know you want it, 'Ruka, but you have to go slow. That's right baby, Just take it easy, 'Ruka."
The bulbous head had almost cleared the tight ring of muscle. Raidou could feel the hot pucker clenching around the flared edge, drawing him into his friend's body despite the difficult fit. The tokujo took a deep breath to drag his focus away from his cock and leaned forward, pressing the younger man's erection between their bodies. He rained gentle kisses over Iruka's face, licking away the unshed tears and whispering similar words of encouragement into the thick locks. " Shhh, 'Ruka-chan, sweet 'Ruka-chan. You feel so good and you're doing so well, ahhhh..." Raidou returned the chuunin's earlier favor and latched onto the vulnerable spot just above the junction of neck and shoulder. He sucked firmly on the sensitive flesh, doing his best to not be overwhelmed by the happenings in his lap.
Tiny whimpers and mewls left Iruka's lips. The younger shinobi tightened his hold around Raidou's neck, keeping the muscular body flush with his slimmer frame.
Genma's hazel eyes appeared to the side of the teen's shoulder, the tokujo kissing along the strong brown line of smooth skin. Raidou caught his gaze and the senbon man freed a hand to run through the wild spikes of cocoa colored hair.
There was a low keening from Iruka. Raidou grunted as his cock head fully penetrated the small pucker and he held the chuunin still. " Sweet 'Ruka-chan, so good, so good. " He squeezed the brunette a little tighter, ceasing the teen's movements. " Stop for a second. Just a second. "
" You need to adjust, baby. " Genma seconded Raidou's comment. The strong hands moved along Iruka's back and sides and spread thighs. Sometimes they ghosted over Raidou's arms and down his ribs, tickling the soft skin just below his waist band. " You've been doing this for so long now and you still act like you don't know any better sometimes, silly boy."
Raidou caught their reflection in the blank TV screen on the far wall. He quaked at the sight of Iruka's lean profile fitted neatly against his own, partially blocked by the couch arm. At the bottom of the screen, Genma's hands were kneading the chuunin's buttocks, his gaze locked onto the place where Iruka and Raidou were so intimately joined. The older tokujo grit his teeth as he felt Genma's fingers lightly massaging his balls, one hand apparently abandoning the pliant curvature of Iruka's globes. " Damnit, Gen."
He was ignored. " Do you know how utterly incredible you two look?" Genma sounded stunned, his voice barely above a whisper. " You're so full and some of my cum got pushed out and it's trickling down the shaft to pool... right here. " The touch was felt on the older brunette's sac again. " I've never seen anything so fucking sexy in my life. "
Iruka took in a shuddering breath as Genma lowered his head and began to place chaste kisses over the entirety of the tawny mounds of flesh. " S-s-stop, Genma. T-too much." The chuunin's fingernails pricked Raidou's back. Iruka wiggled around within the tokujo's hold, smashing his cock against the taut belly...
...and pushing down on the invading phallus. " Ahhh, Raidou! "
Raidou was caught off guard and his only defense was to strengthen his death grip on the smaller brunette, but he was not deterred. Iruka raised and lowered himself an inch at a time, slowly taking in more and more of the bulky shaft.
" That's right, babe. Easy does it. " Genma returned to his positive enforcement, his mouth and hands now traveling over various parts of Iruka and Raidou. " Easy does it. You're half way there."
Iruka huddled against Raidou's broad chest, face buried in the crook of his neck, his entire body caught up in a spasm as he continued his up-down actions. He paused for a mere second or two, wet warmth hitting the tokujo just below his pectorals. Raidou felt the liquid squishing between their bodies. He came, but it was weak. Must've hit his prostate. Poor kid, trapped in that damn ribbon ( But he looks so fuckably sweet wrapped up in it!), Genma's so cruel. The tokujo petted Iruka's back, whispering a string of nonsense that he forgot as soon as it left his mouth. He only cared that it calmed his new lover.
Genma also tittered non-stop, his voice low and soft and slowly giving way to crude compliments and descriptions of his view.
Raidou barely registered the other tokujo's ramblings because he was too busy struggling against his climax. Iruka's talented mouth had brought him to the edge, kept him on the brink. Iruka's exquisitely tight ass was eating away at his self control, destroying his strict shinobi discipline over his body. I'm not going to last long, I'm just as bad as Genma. 'Course, I haven't gotten laid in over three months, so I think I deserve a little leeway. Needy lips pressed to his and Raidou left rational thought for another time. He pressed back and delighted in the sharp teeth worrying his lower lip, in the incredible body that he was sheathed in, wrapped around and fully engaged in some of the best sex he'd had since he'd last fucked Genma.
A soft sigh indicated the chuunin's bottoming out, his lithe form stilling. Raidou held Iruka, kissing him with renewed fervor as he began rocking his hips into the cradle of the younger man's thighs. Tiny thrusts into the hot yeilding passage, small moans from both men. Genma had been reduced to grunts. The older tokujo knew, without seeing him, that the younger was stroking his reawakening erection as he watched the other two.
" Ooooooh, Raidou." Breaking the kiss, Iruka leaned back and forced the cock in his ass even deeper, straightening his arms so that only his hands gripping the older man's shoulders was keeping him from falling backwards. The chuunin flinched as his insides were impacted, but he did not let up. " A bit more than I expected. " Iruka panted slightly, cheeks flushed.
" Glad to please. You want some help? " Raidou knew the youth was under a lot of physical strain and moving was going to greatly add to it. He had no objections to simply holding Iruka in place and fucking upwards... In fact, it was Iruka Masturbatory Fantasy #3. Large callused hands slid over golden skin and settled at Iruka's hips in anticipation.
The dark head shook side to side. " Nope. It's your birthday." Iruka gave his simple explanation with his usual beatific smile, sable eyes shining brightly. Raidou marveled out how swiftly the young man had composed himself when he had been nothing more than a pile of over stimulated incoherency mere moments ago. � You still with us, Gen-chan?�
� Hn.� One of Genma�s hands appeared and reached around the chuunin�s body to pump the strangled member. Iruka responded by arching his back and pushing his neglected cock into the tokujo�s fist. Raidou watched the interaction, mesmerized by the blatant need being displayed in his lap.
Then the chuunin began to move.
Forcefully.
Brutally.
Beautifully.
Raidou couldn't keep up, his hips jerking without rhythm, without conscious thought. The body atop him was nothing more than a blur of caramel and ebony and streamers of ice blue. The air was heavy with the scents of musk and sweat and melted cake icing. His ears were clogged with gasps and cries and the pounding of his own pulse. His body only registered the heat and tightness and bruise inducing slaps of flesh on flesh.
It was marvelous.

Beautiful, clenching, sweet Iruka, sweet Iruka, so tight and hot and pounding so hard! Sweat rolled into his cinnamon eyes, spikes of dark hair itched across the back of his neck. Tight, hot, hothothothothothot, young, fierce, taut, sleek, fucking 'Ruka! Raidou could feel the almost painful pressure churning in his groin, his balls pulling closer to his body and his cock throbbing inside the impossibly tight passage. The hand on the teenager's member, the naughty one that belonged to Genma, abandoned its teasing to stroke the wrinkled skin on Raidou's left side. Iruka bent forward and rested his pursed lips on the scarred cheek without lessening his sexual onslaught. 'Ruka, 'Ruka, Genma and Iruka and they touched my scars, touched and kissed and licked them and they're not disgusted at all. The older brunette gave a powerful thrust, meeting the younger's downward slide, his fingers searching for the short end of ribbon.

They love...

Gray blue strips flew from Iruka's swollen flesh, falling into loose circles, freeing the chuunin�s climax. � RAIDOUUUUUUU!!! � Raidou's cock was squeezed even harder and he looked down to watch Iruka�s angry purple tinged organ expand and erupt as his neck and back arched so gracefully. Thick white streams splattered over two tan chests, some even streaking Raidou's face. He looked up to see an orgasmic expression on Iruka's handsome features that outshone even Genma's; slick skin, furrowed brow, parted lips. And the dark eyes were staring straight at him.
Raidou felt the liquid boiling over, rushing out of his balls, fleeing his cock and exploding into the unbearably perfect sheathe that was Iruka. The tokujo�s world went black, then prism, then shifting gray as the powerful orgasm swept through him.

...my scars.

Something that resembled reality returned to Raidou. He was vaguely aware of a heavy weight slumped against his sticky chest and of Genma�s soft voice. � So hot. I can�t believe how fucking hot that was.�
Russet colored eyes blinked open. A small piece of tan forehead was visible beneath disarrayed tresses and Raidou turned his head enough to kiss the sweaty bit of skin. � Sweet Iruka.� He shifted under the lighter body, now entirely aware that his cock was still buried inside Iruka�s ass. Raidou commanded his arms to move despite their fatigue and began to rub large slow circles over the chuunin�s back. � Iruka?�
The responding snore reverberated in the still atmosphere.
� Is he actually asleep?� Raidou whispered incredulously. He craned his head back to get a better look at he immobile teen. He wasn�t sure whether to be flattered or insulted.
� Yep, you fucked him sleepy.� Genma perked out of his reverent mood, his look of awe replaced with his normal casual smirk. � Nah, poor kid�s been awake over thirty-six hours. It�s the main reason he wanted to screw tonight, it�s just enough to knock him out so he can get some rest. � He leaned forward and kissed one brown thigh before standing, pants still down around his hips, second erection still bouncing amidst his open fly. � Just stay here and I�ll get something to clean up. You mind if we stay here tonight? I really don�t want to wake him up to take him home.�
� No problem Gen. Just put him on my futon and I�ll sleep on the couch tonight.� The older brunette again spoke in a low voice, also not wanting to wake Iruka. Though something tells me I could set off an explosive tag and he wouldn�t so much as roll over. I remember missions like that, coming home and crashing for two days straight. Raidou brushed some errant strands of silk away from the peaceful face, sighing quietly as the youth�s body continued to pulse erratically around his imbedded cock. I can�t believe we just did that. He grazed the bridge of the scarred nose with a tender kiss, transferring some of the chuunin's cum to the neat line of darker skin.

� Like hell you�ll sleep on the couch in your own home. � Genma called from the bathroom, obviously not as concerned about waking Iruka. He reentered the living area, wet washcloth and towel in hand, and sat beside Raidou. � Believe me, �Ruka�ll want to wake up with The Monster poking his belly in the morning. And I wouldn�t mind snuggling into a chuunin sandwich, � He dropped the cleaning items onto one thigh and nonchalantly stroked the length of his manhood. � after another round. If you�re up to it, Birthday Boy.�
Raidou chuckled faintly, careful of his young charge. � I think I can manage that. Besides, his body is still doing its damnedest to keep me from getting soft.� He paused as Iruka mumbled something he couldn�t understand before the little brunette snuggled deeper into his scarred throat.
� You feel better now? Have we convinced you how very smexy you are?� The honey haired man asked, chin resting on the tip of Raidou�s shoulder, face so close to his elder�s. Genma delicately licked the creamy white streaks from his friend's chin and the corner of his mouth.
Raidou tilted his head towards his friend and touched the tips of their noses. � Yeah, I think I have an inkling. Thanks, Gen-chan.�
Their lips met with familiar ease, Iruka's cum shared between them.
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Less than a week later, Raidou was confronted by a screaming Keiko-san in the middle of the missions office. Her face was a deep henna color, from her hairline to her chin... Except for the word � BITCH� written across her forehead which was in her natural pale skin tone. The enraged woman had then ripped her kimono wide open, flashing her bare torso. An arrow starting just below her navel, drawn in the same shade of henna, pointed towards her crotch. The kanji above it read ' I have crabs!'. Raidou had stared in wide eyed shock as the woman ranted. Every shinobi within the Hokage Tower snickered, or outright laughed, as the guards escorted her out.
Iruka and Genma denied any and all involvement when Raidou later questioned them.

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