Private Conversations

Yamato couldn't decide which single thing was the most excruciating. Kakashi acquiescing to insolent commands? Seeing this freakishly sexual side of the icy Uchiha? Seeing Sai... seeing Sai... Yamato's mind activity melted from coherent thought to heightened sensory awareness as he watched Sai reluctantly slide his mouth off of Sasuke's erection, hesitate and give one last languid lick, then sit back and look expectantly at Kakashi.

"You want to see what I've learned, Sasuke?" Kakashi knelt down next to Sai and ran the thumb of his left hand down the side of Sasuke's arrogantly sneering face. "Let's make sure you have a good view, then."

Sasuke's expression morphed from smirking derision to agitated jealousy as Kakashi gently guided Sai into a reclining position on top of his bedroll, across the room from and directly parallel to as-yet-undetected Yamato.

The fingertips of Yamato's left hand slid just under the waistband of his boxers as he ran his eyes over the cotton briefs Sai still wore. Yamato began absently rubbing the fabric of his own boxers with the tops of his fingers as he looked over Kakashi, bare down to the waist of his unzipped, slung-low-at-the-hips pants.

He watched Kakashi sling one leg over to straddle the lower half of Sai's body and felt his pulse quicken when Sai reached down to stroke his fingers over Kakashi's mask. Yamato lightly chewed his bottom lip as he wondered what exactly that thin, flexible fabric felt like under Sai's fingers...

His attention shifted as Sasuke crawled over to sit on his own bedroll, between Sai and the wall.

Yamato watched the proud, haughty Uchiha keep his eyes downcast as he spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "Can we see you without your mask on? Can I see you? Keep my eyes open?" When Kakashi started to answer Sasuke quickly cut him off, making hesitant eye contact and letting the slightest note of pleading into his voice, "Please Kakashi. Let me use my sharingan to copy, exactly, the way you moved your hand on your hard, hard cock..."

Kakashi moaned and leaned to the side to kiss Sasuke through the mask, resulting in a heated tightening below Yamato's straining erection. Sai reached his arm over to soothingly stroke Sasuke's arm, anticipating Kakashi's answer which he delivered as soon as he broke the kiss.

"No."

Even in the dim light Yamato could see the look of raw pain which flashed over the Uchiha's face before he could successfully arrange his features into their usual expression of cold indifference. Sasuke kept his eyes on Kakashi as he told Sai, "We'll both need to close our eyes. Nobody can see the mighty Kakashi without his mask on. Even if Kakashi is sucking your dick using your very own technique, and even if I want to use my sharingan to hand fuck him the way he loves best."

Sasuke glared at Kakashi, half in defiance and half in dread of being contradicted as he added, "Not even his most important person Iruka is allowed to see his face." After several seconds of silence convinced him that Iruka was also denied this privilege, Sasuke obediently closed his eyes along with Sai.

Yamato swallowed, hard, and slowly rubbed his lower abdomen as Kakashi slipped both hands under the waistband of Sai's briefs. He wet his lips as he watched Kakashi slowly pulling the soft material down, down over Sai's perfectly muscled legs, then slipping them over the feet and off. Yamato looked at the discarded clothing and licked the corner of his mouth, rubbing his hand up against the fabric of his own boxers.

He knew he should look away as Kakashi removed his mask. He knew Kakashi deserved to have this wish of his respected. Yet the sight of that thin fabric sliding over Kakashi's face made Yamato's balls tighten and move higher towards the base of his throbbing erection. He kept his complete focus on the mask as it pooled loosely around Kakashi's bare neck. As Kakashi lowered his exposed face down to Sai, Yamato used full command of his self-discipline and control to only look at Sai's erect cock. Never Kakashi's face. Cock- tongue- cock... Teasing glimpse of tongue. Yamato would never defy Kakashi's wishes by glancing up at his face. Respect and discretion were the cornerstones of Yamato's moral code. Staying true to that moral code he told himself firmly: Just... watch... the cock.

He occasionally let his attention wander up Sai's body to drink in the sight of him reclining, torso propped up on his elbows, eyes closed, mouth parted and panting, gorgeous head leaning sensuously back. He had no attention to spare for the peripheral view of closed-eyes Sasuke reaching over Sai's legs and under Kakashi to stroke his erection in a way that seemed to work just fine, even without activating his sharingan. Yamato was merely grateful that the Uchiha was on Sai's other side and not blocking his view.

Without realizing he had moved, Yamato eased onto his side to fully face the other men. He watched Kakashi cup his left hand firmly around Sai's balls, and use his right hand in a quick, firm stroke and twist move perfectly in synch with his mouth. In spite of himself, Yamato admired the precise accuracy of the copy nin's sharingan. Those were Sai's moves, exactly. Still, he maintained the respect and courtesy due to Hatake Kakashi by not letting his eyes roam far from Sai's full erection as it shimmered with moisture lavished on by the copy-nin, reflecting moonlight slanting in through the window.

Yamato silently unzipped his pants, then propped his head on his right hand and leaned slightly forward. He waited until he was sure all three men were completely distracted, then slid the first two fingers of his left hand into his mouth, wet them with his tongue, then slipped them under the blanket, then under the waistband of his boxers. He lightly rubbed the too-quickly-drying wetness on the head of his cock. Not enough. Not nearly enough. If anything, he had just managed to make his erection pulse with more urgent need, and... Oh, no. Please, no. Not more conversation.

"Feel good, Kakashi? Even with my eyes closed?"

Kakashi's "Mmmmmm," sent a jolt straight to Yamato's own cock, and he quickly re-wet his fingers and made another largely unsuccessful attempt to simulate the feel of shinobi tongue.

"You feel that, Sai?" Sasuke's voice. Again.

"You like that? The sharingan only lets us copy moves we have the skill and ability to perform. Does Kakashi have the skill and ability to copy your cock sucking moves? Yeah? Fuck, yesss Sai... Make those noises. Let him know he's getting in some good practice for his most precious person, Iruka."

Yamato averted his eyes as Kakashi let Sai slide heavily from his mouth, sat up gently on Sai's legs, and quickly replaced his mask.

Yamato remained looking at Sai's softly flushed face with eyes still closed, fingers desperately sliding in and out of his mouth. He only peripherally saw Kakashi wrap one of his hands over the hand Sasuke was using to stroke him, slightly slowing the pace.

"What do you want from me, Sasuke? What do you want, that I am actually capable of giving?"

Sasuke's voice dropped lower as he opened his eyes and struggled to maintain his look of haughty indifference. "That's the problem for both Iruka and myself, isn't it. How very little you're capable of giving."

Yamato started at the sudden sound of shoving, scuffling bodies. Mesmerized, he watched Sai scramble to get out of the way as Kakashi lunged at Sasuke, roughly flipping him over and positioning him on his knees, bent over, hands braced against the wall opposite Yamato. The hand on Yamato's erection picked up speed at the sound of the harshness of Kakashi's voice as he growled, "I've been more than patient with your demanding bitch mouth this evening. Here's what I'm capable of giving... And I know for a fact it's exactly what you want to take."

Yamato told himself his heart was pounding from nothing more than the humiliation and horror of overhearing such an extremely private conversation. He didn't acknowledge the fact that his cock jumped at the first sound of Sai's voice as he hastened to kneel next to Sasuke, blindly groping through his gear until he came up with lube.

"Kakashi-sensei, please. Prepare him first. You'll hurt him. Stop... Please! Here, I'll do it."

Yamato sat up completely, brought his hand up to lick his palm, then continued jerking himself at a pace to match Kakashi's frantic de-pantsing speed. He strained forward for a better view as Sai reached behind an obediently staying in position, penitent Sasuke to quickly yet gently prepare him for Kakashi's imminent entrance.

Sai barely had time to pull his hand away when naked-except-for-the-mask Kakashi clawed at Sasuke's hips and prodded, pressed, and pushed deep inside that invitingly backwards thrusting backside. Kakashi let out a low growl at both the sensation of being fully sheathed and also in response to the breathless moan of pain laced with pleasure that escaped from the no longer stoic Uchiha.

Yamato heard his own jarringly loud, involuntary intake of breath and froze, heart pounding, cock twitching in his stilled hand. The silence stretched out for three, four, five seconds. Then Kakashi's voice, calmer this time, carried across the room as he began fucking Sasuke with maddeningly long pauses punctuated by fierce, fast, thrusts.

"Sai... What do you think of Tenzou?"

Yamato's heart raced in perfect rhythm with the merciless throbbing in his very neglected erection. He tried not to panic in response to his former ANBU superior's pointed question. His thoughts raced in a litany: Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck... He knows I'm up and overheard... Overheard everything. Oh fuck...

Without turning from the sight of Sasuke's slowly swaying cock Sai pulled his fingers from his mouth just enough to speak one word in response. "Yamato."

Yamato thought at first he was being directly addressed, and fought back humiliated panic until he heard Kakashi respond in between teasing, forcefully dominating cock surges into Sasuke's tight passage. "His name is Tenzou. Yamato is only a code name. You must know that." Sasuke cried out in tortured ecstasy as Kakashi's last thrust clearly angled perfectly against his prostate.

Yamato's stilled hand tightened around his erection, reacting to the sights and sounds of his fellow shinobis' screw as well as the sound of Kakashi referring to him as Tenzou, his anticipation of Sai's answer, and the delicious perversity of the entire situation. Sai's words penetrated Yamato's fevered thoughts.

"His name, to me, is Yamato. We were both re-born when the new team Kakashi was formed." Sai pulled his fingers completely from his mouth as he leaned forward to softly kiss Sasuke's shoulder, then he continued, "His name is Yamato, and my name is Sai."

Yamato breathed out heavily, and he hoped noiselessly. Sai had mirrored his exact thoughts. What if... Was it possible that he mirrored other, more private thoughts? The hand wrapped firmly around his erection caught him by surprise when it started moving in firm, slow strokes in response to Kakashi's next words.

"Hmmm. What... Do you think... Of Yamato?"

Sasuke reacted to the increased pace and pressure by trying fruitlessly to grab hold of the wall. Kakashi laughed low in his throat, angled up to push fully into Sasuke, then stopped and pulled Sai forward for a deep kiss while he was still completely sheathed inside of Sasuke, preventing Sai from answering the question.

Tortured by the long wait for Sai's response, Yamato watched with panting fascination as Kakashi slid out of protesting Sasuke, then lay down on his back and reached again for the lube. This time he took his time squirting some onto his own hand, as well as squirting some onto highly agitated Sasuke's fingers.

When Sai lubed his own fingers and reached again for Sasuke's backside, Kakashi shakily commanded, "No. Sasuke will do it. Sasuke who wants to be in control of all of us one minute, then have us believe he's a powerless victim the next. Show us you're in control, Sasuke." His voice broke upon speaking his name. "Show us how controlled you can be when you take this lube on your fingers, ease just the perfect amount into your tight, perfect ass and get ready to fuck some more."

Yamato wished he had some of that lube as he reluctantly removed his hand and lifted it to his mouth to be re-moistened. He resumed his brisk stroking as Kakashi once again addressed Sai.

"Do you wish Yamato would wake up, approach you, and rub lube on his cock like this?"

All three men hungrily watched Kakashi take the time to lubricate himself properly.

"Do you ever think about him lying on his back, just like this, then reaching over for you right after you've finished preparing yourself..." Kakashi reached for Sasuke, guiding him to position himself, facing backwards, directly over Kakashi's straining erection, momentarily losing the thread of the conversation as Sasuke lightly brushed Kakashi's cockhead in teasing circles just outside his freshly lubricated entrance.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Sasuke..."

Yamato sped up his jacking speed, inched a little closer, and strained forward.

"Do you imagine him pulling you down... So slow and easy... Slow and easy, Sasuke. Yesss..... Pulling you down, just like this, so you can ride his cock like Sasuke loves to ride me? So you can take... exactly what he's capable of giving?"

Yamato used the remaining shred of self control he had left to make his heavy, ragged breaths and frantic hand motions as noiseless as possible. He subconsciously mirrored Sai's action of raising two fingers into his mouth to suck on while they both watched Sasuke begin his slow, backwards ride.

Sasuke's breathy voice addressed Sai as he braced both feet on the floor and continued to lift and lower himself. "Your respected sempai... Oh, yesss... Asked you a question. Show some, unh.... respect. Answer."

Yamato crawled a few feet forward to hear Sai's response. To hell with embarrassment, sense of decorum, and fear of detection. He shamelessly watched the moon bathed sight of Sasuke riding Kakashi. He openly stared as Sai crawled towards Kakashi's legs, then leaned back against the wall opposite Yamato.

If Sai's attention hadn't been so completely focused on Sasuke's neglected erection, if he had just raised those beautiful, half lidded eyes, he would have immediately seen Yamato. Instead, he ran his fingers along his lower lip as he gazed at Sasuke and finally answered.

"Yesss... Yes I think about him. I've always thought about him. Ever since that first mission, the first time I saw him naked in the onsen and he said being naked together is what lets us guys get to know each other. That night I watched him step out of the bath, watched drops of water sliding down his body, dripping down his perfect penis, begging to be licked and tasted. That was the first night I thought about him and touched myself."

Yamato raised his body up on his knees, hand flying over his aching erection as he watched Sai take a break from his confession to lean forward and lick a wet stripe up Sasuke's cock.

Sasuke leaned back to give Sai better access and slowed to a pace making Kakashi moan in frustration.

Kakashi allowed this for about five seconds, then gripped Sasuke's hips and used a firm grip to dictate the expected fuck speed. "You're done making the decisions, Sssasssuke..." He mimicked the exact note of sensuality mixed with cruel insult of Sasuke's earlier address to him.

Yamato let his eyes leave Sai long enough to see Sasuke close his eyes, tilt his head back and lick his upper lip, gladly melting into the obviously familiar role of submissive. Yamato nodded quick approval at this, then glanced down at Kakashi when he began speaking again.

"What exactly do you picture Tenz... Yamato doing when you touch yourself, Sai?"

It didn't even occur to Yamato to be embarrassed when Kakashi's eyes turned to lock with his across the moonlit room. He returned the gaze evenly, letting the memory of hedonistic, ANBU masked, on-the-ground-in-the-woods fucking dance through his mind as he steadily continued masturbating. He licked his lips slightly, and turned back to Sai at the sound of his voice.

"I've tried not to think about him that way. I've tried to show him the distanced respect due to an elite ANBU with the genetics of the First Hokage." Sai raised himself up on his knees, the mirror image of Yamato. "I've tried, but I can't... I can't help thinking about..."

Yamato inched even closer to better see Sai squirt lube onto the fingers of his right hand, then reach from the front, down past his cock, past his tightening balls, to cup his hand up and slip first one finger, then two inside of himself.

Yamato felt Kakashi's eyes on him again, but couldn't tear his own gaze away from the intoxicating sight of Sai. Not even when Kakashi spoke.

"Can't help... Fuck yeah, Sasuke. Thinking about... what?"

Yamato peripherally sensed Sasuke pause slightly, then turn to smirk directly at him. He forced himself to make eye contact with the Uchiha as Sasuke used his sneering features and insolent eyes to silently communicate that Yamato wasn't fooling anybody: Of course they knew he was watching.

Some corner of Yamato's mind whispered half formed thoughts about embarrassment and shame, but Yamato was too busy trying to silently communicate Keep taking it up the ass and stay out of my way, Uchiha to let those distracting emotions fully gel.

"I want... I need... To ride his cock like Sasuke-kun is riding yours, Kakashi-sensei. I want his cock in my mouth, rubbing my face, coming in my hair, fucking my ass..." Sai himself paused to look directly at Yamato, also silently communicating his full knowledge of Yamato's observation, but with that delectable sexual intent that Yamato had grown so fond of this evening.

Like a predator in the moments before a long waited-for kill, Yamato crawled the distance to Kakashi, lunging over him to clutch at Sai.

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A/N- Okay, this is getting a little Shinobis Gone Wild web-camish even for me.... I'll try and finish this up with one more chapter instead of two.