Finishing the Portrait

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The countdown to portrait-finishing-time had started. Genma needed a plan, fast. He waited until Raidou was out of sight, then raced to Kotetsu's apartment for a private word.

Smiling over the lazy lack of security, he climbed through the kitchen window just as Kotetsu was clearing his breakfast dishes. He perched on the counter and got right to the point.

"Could you keep something really important and personal to yourself?

"Probably not." Kotetsu sprawled back into his chair and waited. This was going to be good.

"Could you try, asshole? I need help." Genma briefly explained his current predicament, ignoring the widening grin on Kotetsu's face. He finished with, "...and I could really do without you telling me how much you hate 'that Uchiha fuckhole' and going on about what an idiot I am."

Kotetsu raised his eyebrows. "Who, me? I'm all Sasuke, all the time. The guy's a riddle, wrapped in an enigma, wrapped in clown pants, pirate shirt and a rope belt. I'd fuck him."

"Damn it, Kotetsu, I'm serious.

"I'm serious too. I bet that guy has a..."

"Don't say 'big snake'"

Kotetsu paused, thinking. "...a... great personality."

"Do you have to be so predictable? Just help me out, would you?"

"Why don't you just senbon his ass and grab the whole book? I'll wallpaper my fucking apartment with that mad ninja-love." Kotetsu relented when he saw the look on Genma's face. "Okay, okay. I get it. You're looking for quiet and discreet. Whatever you need, I'll do it."

Genma relaxed just enough to come up with the next step in his plan. "Okay, if Sasuke and I are going to be naked in that... pose... I'll need someone to keep it private."

“Fuck, yeah. I'm all about 'private'. I'll sit on a rock and privately jack myself." Kotetsu made accompanying hand motions in front of his crotch, in case Genma had missed the subtlety in his humor.

"FOCUS, Kotetsu. I need you to make sure nobody sees or hears us. And I also need someone to make sure it's just... posing, or whatever. Nothing more. A guard and a witness to make sure nothing happens."

“Yeah, sure. But if you decide you do want to fuck him I’ll just sit on a rock and..." Kotetsu had the sense not to further provoke the elite shinobi after, again, catching the dangerous look on Genma's face. He changed conversational tacks.

"There's no way Uchiha'll show. Why would he?"

Genma chewed thoughtfully on his senbon. "Actually, I don't know. But Sai seemed sure he would." He hopped down from the counter, grabbing a piece of toast off of Kotetsu's plate. "I have to go home and get some sleep. Just be at the training grounds a little before three, okay?"

He was back out the window before Kotetsu had time to agree or disagree. He was in his own apartment, asleep, before Kotetsu had made his way out of the kitchen.

Six hours later, Genma woke up with plenty of time to pull together the same clothes he had been wearing in the sketch. He quickly got dressed and arrived at the training ground at the same time as Kotetsu. They waited.

An aloof, completely composed Sasuke showed up first. He and Genma nodded the briefest of greetings to each other, then earnestly studied the blades of grass at their feet.

Kotetsu's grin couldn't get much wider. This was going to be reeeally good.

Sai appeared with his materials, and again the men exchanged silent greetings. He quickly set up what he needed, then looked up at Genma and Sasuke in surprise.

"Why aren't you naked?"

Kotetsu innocently mirrored Sai's look of confusion as he regarded tight-lipped Genma and scowling Sasuke. "Do you need help untying that rope belt, Sasuke?"

Genma quickly cut off Sasuke's reply. "Just put the hearing and visibility jutsus in place, Kotetsu. Let's get this over with."

As soon as Kotetsu had formed the hand seals to give them complete privacy, Genma and Sasuke peeled off all of their clothes. They stood, embarrassed, with their hands folded discreetly over their private parts.

"Here's how you'll eventually need to be positioned" Sai told them, showing them the sketch.

"Oh, FUCK yeah, Genma!" Kotetsu proved the need for the silencing jutso with his exuberant response to the sketch. "Pound that Uchiha ass!"

Genma closed his eyes and clamped down tighter on the senbon in his mouth. He felt an instant tightening in his crotch, and gave up trying to hide behind his hands. Peering at the sketch again, he realized he needed to put the senbon aside. Literally naked and defenseless, he waited for the next humiliation and again wondered why Sasuke was putting up with all of this.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and glared at Kotetsu for the two seconds it took to decide he wasn't worth the trouble. He swiveled his glare towards Sai, struggling to figure out how to look scathingly powerful when buck-ass naked, in the middle of the training grounds, at three-o-clock in the afternoon. Judging from Sai's closed-eyes/tilted-head smile, the intimidation technique wasn't a success.

Frowning, Sasuke realized he had already hardened about half way. He kept his eyes averted from the sketch and from Genma while he willed his mind to exert control over his body. There was no way he was going to lose control over himself in front of the wax-statue-like man who had supposedly replaced him in Team Seven. He definitely wasn't about to lose control in front of the spiky-haired man who, years ago, had power over him during the chuunin exam, but now was *still* merely a chuunin. He made a derisive sound and sneered in everyone else's general direction.

Sai tilted his head and impassively studied Sasuke. "Your penis is too small."

Kotetsu cracked up.

Genma tried not to examine Sasuke's penis. He focused on Kotetsu, whose eyes had started to water. "Save your energy for the privacy jutsus, dumbfuck."

Sasuke forced himself to breathe calmly and keep his features still. He would not show that he was embarrassed, or uncomfortable, or show *any* sign of weakness. He just had to get through this somehow. He had promised.

Sai looked at the sinking sun and came close to wrinkling his brow. He would need to get to the shading soon. He looked towards Genma and a now-calm Kotetsu.

"Make his penis bigger, like it is in the picture." He gestured to the sketch, then gestured towards Genma. "Big like yours is, right now."

Genma was desperate for this agony to end. He looked at Kotetsu. "You heard the man. Make Sasuke's penis bigger."

"Dude, I don't take impossible missions."

Sai's expression didn't change as naked Genma jumped to prevent naked Sasuke's kick from connecting with jutso-ing Kotetsu's head.

Kotetsu eyed Sasuke's half limp state with a smirk. "I don't spend all day honing my bad-ass ninja skills. Izumo and I haul papers around and patrol the gate and shit like that. I need both hands and my concentration focused on blocking sound and visibility." He felt relieved when Sasuke backed off, and deeply resented that relief.

He ignored Sasuke's snort of disgust and tried to gauge Genma's current state of mind. Apparently Genma was fighting the temptation to step forward and help out the partially-erect Uchiha. Kotetsu remembered the second half of his job: Make sure nothing happens.

He looked towards Sai. "You're not drawing yet. You 'make his penis bigger'."

"I don't know how."

Genma, Kotetsu, and even Sasuke all ran their eyes from Sai's hands up to his mouth. First time? Ohhhh.....nice....

Kotetsu squirmed a little bit, trying to fix the beginnings of a discomfort-in-the-pants problem. "It's easy, Sai. I'll talk you through it."

Sai liked Kotetsu's sincere smile when he said that. As anxious as he was to work on his portrait, it would be nice to bond with Sasuke a bit. Naruto would be so pleased.

Genma's erection became even more art-worthy at the thought of what might happen next, but he tried to insert some rationality into this scenario. "Sasuke can just turn away and do it himself. Ten seconds. Done. He just needs to be hard enough to match the sketch."

"That's pretty fucking hard, man..." Kotetsu argued. "Uchiha hand does not equal Genma dick. WHOA there, Mr. Eager!"

Genma followed Kotetsu's gaze in time to see Sai trying to figure out how to grab hold of an extremely belligerent and reluctant Sasuke's privates.

"You break it you buy it, man. Easy does it!" Kotetsu's mind reeled with possibilities until he felt a plan settling into place. "Let's not take a chance with any potentially dangerous grabbing. Let's start with a nice, soft, wet, warm, mouth."

Sasuke backed up and covered himself.

Kotetsu exerted control over 'that Uchiha fuckhole' the only way possible for him. He spoke directly to Sasuke, using a low, confidential tone.

"That's a trained assassin, Uchiha. A powerful ANBU ex-Root member. You don't even have to fight him for it. This ANBU killer *wants* to get on his knees and fill his mouth with your cock."

He kept his eyes discreetly on Sasuke as he addressed Sai. "Can you do that for Sasuke, Sai? Can you forget, just this once, that you're one of the most powerful and feared shinobi in Konoha, and get down on your knees before the mighty Uchiha?"

Missing the subtle sarcasm in Kotetsu's voice, Sai did sink to his knees and hovered just in front of Sasuke's crotch. His warm breath heated the struggling-to-form erection while Sasuke closed his eyes and tried not to think about the powerful man, literally on his knees before him.

Sai's left hand instinctively went to the silky hair at Sasuke's base. He hesitated, then firmly spread his thumb and forefinger into an L to hold himself steady. He looked questioningly at Kotetsu.

Genma moaned and closed his eyes, stroking himself with light pressure.

Kotetsu struggled to keep enough focus to hold the privacy jutsus. "That's it, Sai. That's where you need to be. You see that soft, waiting cock? Just lick your lips a little to help it slide, then slip that right into to your mouth. Oh, fuck yeah. That's it. Take the whole thing."

Sasuke struggled to keep his breathing completely steady as his entire cock disappeared into Sai's mouth. Genma turned away, needing some distance to calm himself.

Kotetsu's voice continued, just a little bit lower. "Beautiful. Now run your tongue around it a little. Flat, wet, stroking tongue, Sai. You like that? You taste that salty cock getting bigger? Give it a few gentle sucks.... Oh, fuck yeah... That's it... Better pull back a little."

Sasuke ducked his head to hide the flush spreading across his face, and the sweat he could feel beading his hairline.

Sai slowly slid his mouth off of Sasuke, then leaned back to admire his work.

"Oh, look. He's hard now!" He put his hands on the ground, about to push into standing position.

"Oh, no, no, no Sai!" Kotetsu quickly protested, ignoring Genma's bugged eyes and waving hands. He wasn't quite ready for the show to end.

"Self centered femme-boys like Sasuke get very soft, very fast unless you put a lot of effort into getting them rock hard."

The "self centered femme-boy"'s eyes darkened and he opened his mouth to reply. Before he had a chance, Sai re-settled himself and curiously licked just the tip of the now-impressive erection.

Sasuke's mouth stayed slightly open and his eyes softened, looking down at the man whose looks so closely mirrored his own. As they made eye contact he thought about how incredibly good looking Sai really was.

Sai held that eye contact as he followed Kotetsu's next set of instructions.

"That's it, Sai. Lick just the tip. Point your tongue just a.... oh, yeah... that's what Uchiha likes. Run it around the rim, taste that ridge... Ohhh, that's niice, Sai. You're *loving* that salty-sweet cock. Show Genma how you run your tongue all the way down. Oh, fuck yeah... You see Uchiha loving that?"

Sai broke eye contact with Sasuke as the sensations became too overwhelming to keep his own eyes open. He gave in to the feeling, taste, smell, and sound of this surprisingly pleasant act of bonding.

Genma found himself stroking his own erection too hard, too fast. He moved so that he was standing a few feet behind Sasuke, still hearing Kotetsu, able to see Sasuke's perfectly formed backside, but not so flooded with erotic imagery that he risked loss of control.

"Flat tongue, now, Sai. You need to get that cock nice and wet so it slides. Sasuke will look perfect, just what you need for the pose or whatever, after you let him fuck your mouth."

Sasuke reacted to Kotetsu's words as well as Sai's moist, flat tongue by closing his own eyes and gently gripping Sai's hair in both of his hands. The smooth, silky strands felt just like his own hair. Sasuke's lust increased as he thought about just how desirable Sai really was.

Kotetsu's voice dropped even lower, even huskier as he continued being helpful. "Yeah, that cock's ready now. Oh, fuck, just look at that... Careful, now Sai . Lick your lips a little, then cover your teeth and slide all the way down- Not like a girl, man- Take it *all* in... Oh, hell yeah..."

Kotetsu kept his hands in formation and focused just enough chakra to hold the privacy jutsus as he sank to his knees beside Sai. "Keep holding on with your left hand, but slide your right index finger into my mouth."

Sasuke's eyes flew open and Genma leaned around to stare at Kotetsu. They were instantly distracted by the sight of Sai's finger disappearing into Kotetsu's sucking, licking, mouth. The finger reappeared several seconds later, lubricated and ready to go.

Kotetsu leaned in to Sai, warming his ear with his breath as he whispered, "Reach around Sasuke, now. Reach around and feel for it. You feel that? Got it? Trace your finger around it, tease him a bit, now carefully push...it... in..."

Sai subconsciously picked up the pace with his mouth as he felt his finger slide into Sasuke's back entrance. He moaned in response to the moans of the other three men, further pleasuring Sasuke with the resulting vibrations.

Kotetsu inched close enough to Sai so that he could rub his pants-covered erection against Sai's leg. He continued, "Now slide it in, just a little further. Just to the second knuckle. Okay, now flex it up, wiggle it, like you're telling Genma to come closer.'"

Genma answered the unseen summons as Sasuke's legs began to shake. He wrapped his arms around Sasuke's waist, pulling him close, and supporting his weight.

Sai slid his finger back out, bringing his hand around to firmly grip the base of Sasuke's cock. He focused on the rhythm worked out between his mouth, his hand, and Sasuke's thrusting erection.

Genma allowed Sasuke to grip Sai's hair with his left hand, but he twined their right hands together and brought them up to his mouth. He teased the fingers across his wet bottom lip.

At the feel of Genma's tongue, Sasuke moaned loudly, extended his index finger, and slid it into Genma's mouth.

Genma hungrily sucked that finger as he pressed his flattened erection against the other man's crack. He peered over Sasuke's shoulder at Sai, who had really found his true calling.

A falling leaf brushed past Sai's shoulder, causing him to look up. He saw the position of the sun and abruptly stopped, releasing Sasuke with a wet *pop.* He looked up at the two men, dazedly staring down at him.

"Perfect! You both have huge penises, red faces, and sweaty hair. Let's start." He abruptly stood up.

Kotetsu, who had been pressing against Sai's leg with all his weight, fell flat on his face. He reflexively put his hands out to try and break his fall, inadvertently breaking the privacy jutsus.

Genma and Sasuke broke apart and began yelling obscenities at Kotetsu, who jumped to his feet and instantly reformed the privacy barrier.

"Calm down, monkey-fucks. Nobody saw anything." He gestured with his head towards the empty training grounds.

Genma and Sasuke used the full limit of their jounin level control to slow their pulses and calm their breathing. They waited as Sai studied the sketch, then passively allowed themselves to be placed, arranged, and nudged into pose formation.

Sasuke rested on his hands and knees with Genma kneeling behind him, clutching his hips. They further endured Sai arranging their hands, feet, and heads to the exact position he needed.

Genma couldn't figure out a safe place for his erection, which insisted on jumping up and brushing past any part of Sasuke's backside within reach. Sai studied this with interest. "The problem last time was you moved too fast for me to really capture a good likeness. Let's not have you actually go inside this time,Genma."

"You're fucking right I'm not going inside this time. That's the whole point. I need this to be over, done, forgotten. Just hurry the *fuck*up!"

Genma felt grateful that the pose called for him to have closed eyes. Just the feel of Sai carefully and firmly tucking his cock down under Sasuke was almost enough to push him over the edge.

Sai finished the arranging. "There! That way it will be easy to stay still."

"Yeah," Kotetsu agreed. "It will be easy to stay still when your cock is pressed up against Sasuke's..."

"Shut...The Fuck...Up..."

Sai scolded Genma as he dipped his brush in the ink and began. "Don't talk, Genma. Don't open your eyes, either."

Genma closed his eyes, but flipped them back open as he felt the presence of two familiar chakra signatures and heard the sound of two people appearing across the field.

Sai's brush flew over the portrait as he said, "I'm so glad you thought to bring Kotetsu for privacy, Genma. Now Gai and Kakashi won't disturb us."