The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom-...threesome


The Chemicals Between Us

Once at Shikamaru's apartment, Sasuke climbed out of the cab, waiting for Shikamaru to exit before following easily behind him while Kiba stopped a few steps behind, grumbling slightly.

"Why the fuck are we here?" he snapped, running a hand through his mess of shaggy hair.

"You want to walk in on your mom and Chouza again?" Shikamaru asked as he unlocked his door.

Kiba's erection wilted painfully as he glared at the back of Shikamaru's head. He trudged in after the professor, doing his best to shun Sasuke who was behind him. Shikamaru had a nice place; a large bedroom, an office, a decent kitchen, and a great view of where the city ended.

He had pulled his bed out into the living room long ago though, needing the other space for his many books.

Sasuke headed into the kitchen to get a bottle of water, Shikamaru passing him as he walked in after, Kiba having flopped down on the bed still growling his frustration. Sasuke ignored the brunettes for a few minutes while Shikamaru was digging around in the kitchen for something.

Setting down the half empty bottle Sasuke moved on Kiba, shoving the scruffy boy back so he was lying on the bed, feet still touching the floor.

Kiba gave a strangled yelp as his head bounced against the blankets, staring up at Sasuke with wide eyes. "Get off me man!" he seethed.

Sasuke didn't move, instead he kept his intense gaze on the other beneath him. He leaned over Kiba, hands on either side of short muddy locks.

Slipping one of his knees onto the edge of the bed between Kiba's parted ones, Sasuke slowly slid it up until he pressed against the semi-hardened cock hidden beneath the rough material. He dipped his head down, capturing tanned lips in a kiss as this knee was continually rubbed against the others groin.

Kiba froze up because damn it, hadn't they already been through this?! He wasn't about to get Sasuke off again! But the stupid fuck was doing that mouth-raping thing again with his tongue and it was so hot and sloppy and mind numbing that Kiba was having a difficult time in protesting.

When he heard Shikamaru moving around in the kitchen, he snapped his teeth down, biting Sasuke's tongue as he turned his face away.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he growled dangerously. "Get off me before I kick your ass!"

Sasuke nursed his tongue in his mouth, sucking the blood out and swallowing as he tightened his jaw.

"I'm finishing what I started," he stated, lowering his head back down to lightly nip at Kiba's jaw line. "You did beg for me to fuck you..."

The whisper sent a hot breath over the turned ear as the raven suddenly pressed his knee harder against the boy’s growing erection.

Kiba grunted, momentarily forgetting how to breathe again, an issue he'd really have to address in the near future.

He struggled, crawling backwards along the bed as he glowered at the taller man, "I'm not letting you fuck me! And I'm not fucking blowing you either!"

Sasuke followed after Kiba crawling over the bed until he was glaring down at him. "Fine, take care of that erection yourself you pussy, I promise it won’t feel as good as my hand did in the bathroom."

As if to prove his point a pale hand slipped into the brunette's jeans that he had unbuttoned during their kiss without Kiba knowing, giving his cock a firm squeeze.

The shaggy brunette hissed in pleasure, squeezing his eyes shut as he arched his back. His hips automatically started thrusting into the tight grip, making Kiba moan loudly.

"Fuck you," he muttered weakly.

"No." Sasuke rolled his hips down against Kiba's. "Fuck you."

Sharp incisors pierced the skin on Kiba's neck as Sasuke bit him, sucking on the flesh as he continued to stroke the stiff length in his hand.

Kiba cried out in pleasure, spreading his thighs wide to accommodate Sasuke's weight. His hands fell around the taller man's hips, pulling and pushing to guide how hard the other could thrust into him. He moaned, tilting his head back submissively, cursing every dog he'd ever known throughout childhood for making him act like one.

Once he had worked Kiba's pants down low on the tanned hips, the Uchiha moved his harsh kisses up the exposed throat. As he worked on sliding up the boy’s tight t-shirt Sasuke teased, rolled and pinched the brunette's nipples, gliding his mouth down the center of his chest, stopping to suck on the sensitive flesh just above the base of Kiba's cock.

The shorter man jerked, kicking until his pants shimmied down to get caught hanging off of one foot. He opened his legs far, hands instantly diving into Sasuke's short strands of hair to guide him.

"Don't fucking play me!" Kiba snarled, arching his hips up. "Suck my cock!"

Sasuke smirked, pressing his finger into the wet slit of the other's erection as he pressed and dragged his tongue up along the underside of the shaft. Kiba's hips rolled up, pressing pale lips against the tip before a quick tongue darted out, diving into the slit to further tease the brunette.

Kiba snarled viciously, grabbing fistfuls of Sasuke's hair and bucking his hips up hard into the surprised mouth. He thrust in deep, not caring if the taller man choked or not, he just needed some relief.

Sasuke growled against the intruding cock, making Kiba howl as he pulled back, ready to thrust into Sasuke's mouth again but instead hit the soft flesh of the inside of the Uchiha’s cheek.

The raven's tongue wrapped around the side of the thick erection as he pulled back, sucking greedily on the reddened head. Long digits curled around the base giving a quick squeezed before beginning a smooth, tight stroke.

Something dropped on the bed beside his wriggling hips; Kiba didn't really register what it was. He glanced to the side, eyes dizzy with pleasure as his thighs parted further to the skilled tongue that obviously had far more experience than he did.

Shikamaru must have thrown whatever it was...a bottle. The skinnier brunette was watching Kiba's toned stomach, eyes raking over the thickly corded muscles that developed his smaller form. Shikamaru was also sporting a hard on, stroking himself through his pants as he enjoyed the show.

Not that Kiba cared. He held Sasuke's head still, refusing the other boy have any leeway in the matter as his thrusting grew rougher. He pushed himself deep until he felt the Uchiha's throat contract quickly as a small muffled cough escaped him.

Kiba grinned, pushing his cock in and out at a fast pace, "Yeah, feels great doesn't it you fucker? Suck harder!"

On the next stroke back of his lips, Sasuke let his teeth lightly drag over the top of Kiba's erection before nibbling gently on the tip. He pulled the thick cock back into his mouth as his free hand moved over to the bottle of lube that Shikamaru had tossed down.

The apartment wasn't well lit, the kitchen filtering some light into the room as well as some pouring in from the city lights outside, but it was enough for the raven to see what he was doing. Opening the top and squeezing a small amount of the thick oil onto his fingers, he smoothed a single digit over the virgin hole.

Kiba bucked away from the extreme cold of the slick lubrication, giving a disgruntled hiss. That felt weird. He frowned as Sasuke moved away from his leaking cock to better see what he was doing.

A long finger pressed against his small opening, not delving in just yet, just letting the other get used to pressure. Kiba didn't know if he liked that. Fuck, he hadn't even let Anko do this to him, no matter how hard she'd pleaded.

Sasuke knew he needed to distract Kiba, even as much as the brunette had begged him earlier, the first time was always a bit uncomfortable. Dark eyes darted up to regard the other man in the room, the smirk on Shikamaru’s lips telling him that they were apparently a good show. Sasuke slid up to Kiba's lips, instantly crashing their mouths together, simultaneously pressing in a single digit.

That fucker! Who the hell gave permission saying that Sasuke could just go around shoving things in people's asses?! Kiba snarled, biting on the tongue invading his mouth before sucking hard on it, the blood tingling over his taste buds.

Sasuke's finger probed, slipping in fully until the base of his hand stopped him. Well this fucking felt weird. Kiba moved his head back to give Sasuke an odd expression, his brows furrowed as a half snarl pulled at his lips. He dug his nails into the sheets below him, not exactly knowing what to do.

This was how it was gonna feel? That's it? Fuck that! Kiba had seen gay porn before! Sasuke was fucking up! He glared at the Uchiha, a low growl rumbling up his chest and out his throat.

Sasuke recognized the look he was getting as well as the annoyed sound Kiba was giving. "We haven't even started yet."

Sasuke smirked slowly, sliding his finger back out to the first knuckle as he moved lower, kissing down Kiba's taunt stomach before sucking on the tip of his erection as he slowly pumped the digit a few times. When Kiba's hips arched up in an attempt to get the Uchiha to swallow his cock whole, Sasuke obliged, using the opportunity to slip in a second finger.

The shaggy brunette's mouth dropped open as he moaned loudly. His face was by now fully flushed and even though he wasn’t really getting a kick out of having Sasuke poking around in his ass, he was definitely enjoying the head he was getting. Fuck, Sasuke could probably go toe to toe with Anko if he wanted.

Kiba hissed, "Fuck yeah...shit...aw fuck, hurry up and let me cum! You owe me two!"

Devouring Kiba's cock once more, Sasuke let loose a deep groan that he knew would vibrate over the loud mouthed boy’s cock as his slender digits continued to pump in and out of the deliciously tight passage.

The sudden tightness around the pale fingers as tanned hips lifted off the mattress sent a rush of blood to his own groin, knowing that he could soon have his cock buried in it.

Another unintended groan rolled over Kiba's cock which was practically being swallowed by the raven, as Sasuke's erection throbbed almost painfully against the material of his pants, the pale man still being completely clothed.

It came as a surprise to Shikamaru that Kiba actually moaned like a woman when he came. Not in the sense of tone or depth, but in the lilt. His voice rose and fell in a long howl, ending in what Shikamaru would definitely classify as a squeak. He watched the agile form thrust hard, making Sasuke milk the cum from his bronzed body as he stared blindly at the ceiling.

When the shorter man eased back down, he was a complete mess and had on what Shikamaru presumed was his 'thinking face'.

The Nara slid his gaze to Sasuke, wondering if they would have to hurry before Kiba changed his mind and ran home with his hands covering his little virgin ass.

His eyes swept over Sasuke's form, admiring the way the taller man didn't bother cleaning up Kiba's lap, spitting out the lax cock as soon as it was done pulsing. Shikamaru knew of course that all of this was just in retaliation of seeing Iruka with...another man.

But he shrugged to himself, Sasuke's choice; no one else's. Of course, there was no reason he shouldn't be enjoying himself too. Shikamaru crept over, kneeling on the bed and crawling up behind Sasuke.

Sasuke continued to press his fingers into Kiba, spreading them on the way out, stretching the boy for what was to come next. Kiba pulled off his t-shirt, his stomach glistened with sweat and cum, tossing the clothing above his head so it would land on the floor.

Shikamaru removed the brunette's pants from the sole leg they were still covering while he was distracted by Sasuke, the Uchiha having moved back up to pull the scruffy brunette into a kiss, adding a third finger for girth.

Alright, now Kiba was pretty sure he didn’t like this. He made a small noise of discomfort, but nothing else. Really it was more annoying than painful. Trying to not push Sasuke's fingers out of him was grating on his nerves.

That's what those muscles were supposed to do! That was a fucking exit! So when Sasuke glared at him in irritation, Kiba raised his leg to kick him in the thigh. Only then did he notice Shikamaru.

The other brunette caught his feet in either hand, holding and pressing them down against the bed as he leaned over Sasuke, resting his weight on the taller man. Kiba growled as Shikamaru shifted his strong legs apart, deciding at the last minute that if it was going to be two against one that he might as well let the bastards have their way.

Once Kiba had given up his momentary fight, Sasuke pressed his fingers in as far as they would go, his palm cupping the other's balls for a few seconds before the three fingers parted slowly being pulled back. Another quick, shallow thrust of his fingers and another slow removal insured that the boy would be stretched well enough.

Sasuke reached for the small bottle of lube that he had placed just next to Kiba, squirting a generous amount into his palm, using his fingers like a small slide to make this as easy as possible on the tight virgin hole.

Kiba snorted his boredom, reaching down with an annoyed sigh to grab his twitching shaft, stroking it in pace with Sasuke's fingers. Shikamaru breathed his laughter over Sasuke's neck, easing his hands up Kiba's long legs. He massaged the shorter man's calves, waiting until Sasuke leaned back again.

Shikamaru moved forward, sitting on his heels to make the Uchiha settle between his parted thighs. His chest and Sasuke's back were flush together now and the genius brunette smirked, rubbing his clothed arousal against the taller man's rear, indulging in the quick gasp Sasuke took in.

"You're wearing too many clothes," Shikamaru muttered, tongue darting forward to lick the shell over the paler male's ear.

Sasuke smirked, turning his head so that he could look at his friend, his own hand joining Kiba's as he clamped down around the stiffening appendage, his fingers still delving into the boy’s rear. "I've been a little busy."

Shikamaru raised a brow as if he hadn't noticed. "Have you?"

And then Kiba just has to roll his eyes because damn it, these two always start their stupid banter before something good happens. He slipped a leg up without either noticing before sending a furious kick to Sasuke's arm.

Fingers jerked out of his abused entrance and he gave a wince when the small ring instantly clenched shut, throbbing angrily at him. Kiba sat up, glaring at both men.

"I'll fucking do it!" he snapped, grabbing Sasuke's jacket.

The Uchiha was pulled roughly forward, his jacket pushed off his shoulders by Kiba before the scruffy brunette abandoned it in favor of removing Sasuke's shirt. The small pearly buttons went flying in five different directions as Kiba simply tore the shirt open, not caring that it was new or that both Sasuke and Shikamaru were smirking.

Shika had pulled off Sasuke's coat, tossing onto the floor before tugging the raven shirt the rest of the way off, Kiba, in his impatience, having already abandoned it in favor of Sasuke's dark pants.

Shikamaru dully noted that the other brunette really needed to trim his nails. There was just no good reason for a man to have claws, no matter what his profession.

While slipping Sasuke's shirt easily from his black slacks, his hand was rather savagely mauled by Kiba's nails raking across his skin. He was happy to see that one of them broke when the wild boy started unzipping Sasuke's pants.

Sasuke growled in slight protest when Kiba pressed his palm against his already painfully hard cock. A wide grin passed over the boy’s features before he repeated the action this time eliciting a groan of pleasure from Sasuke.

Kiba sneered, slipping his hand inside Sasuke's boxers, letting his nails glide down the pale skin and surround the aching shaft. He gave a few hard jerks, squeezing the stiff length to show Sasuke that he wasn't in control of the situation.

Shikamaru took his time in slipping off the Uchiha's shirt, pausing when Sasuke leaned his arms back to pull them out of the sleeves. The professor smirked, grabbing Sasuke's wrists and pinning them together with both hands.

Kiba grinned, forcing Sasuke's pants down around his thighs as Shikamaru pulled the taller man up so that he was kneeling. The wild brunette took full advantage of his friend; reaching down to palm and harass the drooling cock until it turned red with irritation.

"Aw, poor Sasuke's cock," Kiba laughed.

The taller growled but then smirked as his pants were fully removed by Shikamaru. He said nothing, which only served to annoy Kiba greatly. Shikamaru's free hand slid easily up over a pale thigh as Kiba continued to tease the throbbing organ in front of him eliciting a groan from the Uchiha.

The wild brunette growled, twisting Sasuke's cock hard as punishment. His eyes trailed down the paler man's form, taking in everything. He wasn't impressed. And then Kiba's gaze fell on the Uchiha's pride that was twitching in his hand.

Directly following that was a sudden epiphany.

It was one thing to stare at a man's cock and know that you were gonna touch it, or suck on it. It was an entirely different thing to realize that that same cock was going to be buried in your ass. Kiba wasn't good at math, but in his head, the dimensions weren't working out. He hesitated, growing suddenly uneasy.

Shikamaru was busy stroking his tongue along the back of Sasuke's neck, having a short battle with the taller man for the bottle of lube. He reached between the Uchiha's thighs to pinch his balls, causing Sasuke to gasp and loose possession of the precious tube.

Sasuke glared at Kiba who was staring up at Shikamaru, the Nara currently in the process of removing his shirt.

"You'll pay for that, mutt." Sasuke pushed on the short haired man's shoulders hard enough to send him off balance before dropping down over him.

The deep hiss of Shikamaru's zipper sounded before Kiba's growl was muffled by a mouth. The wild brunette moaned, soon forgetting, or at least trying to forget, that there was something very big about to invade him.

He kissed Sasuke back just as hard, refusing to give in and appear so weak like he had earlier. Kiba bucked, planting his feet on Sasuke's hips to give him leverage as he pushed himself up, grinding his erection over Sasuke's flat stomach.

Shikamaru took his time in undressing himself, moving casually as he watched the two from his vantage point. He didn't have the best view...depending on what you were looking at. He glanced down, reaching forward to spread Sasuke's firm cheeks with his fingers, working lube onto his cock with his free hand as he watched the small hole twitch.

Sasuke left out a strangled moan which was instantly swallowed by the scruffy brunette's mouth. He arched back into the probing fingers before grinding forward, his cock picking up the extra lubrication he had spread on Kiba's tight entrance.

Sasuke moved one hand, balancing himself on the other, to position himself at the overly slick entrance, the tip of the Uchiha's cock prodded against the tense ring of muscles as he probed Kiba's mouth with his tongue. Once positioned, Sasuke wrapped his hand around Kiba's half hard cock, quickly beginning to stroke it into full hardness.

The shorter man furrowed his brows, a low whine starting deep in his throat. Fuck, he wasn't a pussy, he wasn't a pussy, he was—fuck it! He turned his head away, snarling as he tried to sit up, mouth already open to say the hell with all of this.

Shikamaru cut him off, "Kiba, shut up and sit there."

Kiba blinked stupidly, leaning to the side as Sasuke tried to distract him with kisses and wet sucks against his nipples and shoulders.

And really, who the fuck had that much of an obsession with nipples? Kiba figured it must have been something Sasuke had gotten used to doing with Iruka as he stared over Sasuke's shoulder at Shikamaru.

The lazy Nara sighed, lifting himself to his knees as he crawled over Sasuke's form, his eyes locked on Kiba's. "It'll hurt and then it'll get much better," he said, almost talking like he was soothing a deer about to bolt.

Kiba flushed a bright red, indignant. "Fuck off," he snapped. "You do your thing, let me do mine!"

"Shut up," Sasuke growled, looking up at Kiba, his chin brushing against the tanned upper chest.

He pulled back, hovering over the scruffy brunette before, with a quick jerk forward of his hips, Sasuke pushed the head of his erection into Kiba.

And Kiba in turn, bucked his hips up and away, making the stiff organ slip back out, snarling with the surprise. "Don't do that!" he snapped, facing burning now as he fought not to squirm.

Sasuke grabbed Kiba's hips, pushing him back flat against the mattress. "Stop squirming like a pussy," he growled, pulling on the thicker muscled thighs.

"Stop fucking telling me what to do!" Kiba retorted, baring his teeth in anger.

Shikamaru sighed, knowing how hard it was for a guy like Kiba to suddenly give up control. That and the fact that the other two men were drunk...well tempers were bound to be short. He blinked and stared when a short wrestling match started.

Kiba was trying to close his legs and Sasuke wasn't letting him.

The Nara rolled his eyes, gripping Sasuke's hips hard to still them. He didn't bother preparing the other, he didn't like doing that. He refrained from telling Kiba he was lucky that Sasuke was giving it to him and not Shika himself. The Nara positioned himself and without a warning, pushed deep into Sasuke's body, breath hitching with the effort of fighting passed the tight muscles.

The raven let out a strangled moan, his spine arching down as he pushed back against Shikamaru being too drunk to care about the tinge of pain that he felt. Once Shikamaru had pulled back, Sasuke dropped his head as he pulled in a lungful of air before looking back up at Kiba, mouth gaping open slightly.

Kiba narrowed his eyes suspiciously. His cock was hard but he refused to touch himself, instead he kneaded the blankets, scratching his nails down the material in a nervous twitch. He clenched his eyes shut and braced himself like he was expecting to be bowled over by a football player, once again shifting his feet to Sasuke's hips to steady himself.

"Hurry up you pansy!" he snapped, voice filled with false bravado. "I thought you wanted to fuck me?"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed as Shikamaru pressed into him again, jerking the Uchiha forward and then back.

The Uchiha used the slow pace Shikamaru gave him to press his erection back against the tight hole, this time keeping on hand pressed firmly against Kiba's hip. When Shika pressed forward again, Sasuke's hips moved with him, pushing the head of his erection into Kiba.

The professor paused, quieting his soft pants as Kiba went rigid. He knew it was more fear than pain making the shorter man so anxious and he regretted that neither he nor Sasuke were sober enough to take the time to calm Kiba down.

To his credit though, Kiba didn't try to squirm away again. He just lay there like a board waiting to be chopped in half.

Shikamaru sighed again, clenching his fingers hard around Sasuke's hips, his hold just under the wild brunette's feet. He dragged Sasuke back flush against his pelvis, groaning as his cock shivered in the silky prison he'd forced it into.

Shikamaru kept Sasuke against him, not parting where they were connected before making the taller man give shallow thrust into Kiba's wound up body, letting Sasuke know he needed to slow it down or give up control.

Sasuke pushed back against Shikamaru, giving a soft groan before pulling back slightly so that just the tip of his cock was pressing into the stiff brunette. Pale fingers curled around Kiba's stiff cock, slowly stroking him as Shikamaru pulled back from the tight passage the Uchiha housed, pressing back in and giving a deep groan.

Sasuke, battling with the urge to just fuck Kiba into the mattress, came to some sense and started to stroke the thick erection faster, lowering himself to give the boy a deep kiss.

Kiba at first refused the kindness, grabbing Sasuke's wrist to stop him from moving his hand. But after a few tense moments, he settled into the kiss, brows drawn together anxiously. He let Sasuke's tongue take over, tickling the slick muscle with his own as it mapped out the ridges in his mouth.

Kiba helped the Uchiha stroke himself, his hips twitching as he accidentally clenched and pushed the heavy cock out of him.

Shikamaru buried himself deep inside the taller man's body, stilling as he felt Sasuke clench and contract around his length, massaging it and drawing it deeper.

He rolled his hips even though he was as far into Sasuke's depths as he could go, eyes fixated on the other men's joined mouths as Kiba started that strange mixture of whimpering and moaning that was incredibly arousing.

Sasuke groaned, half out of pleasure and half out of frustration with the shorter man, but dismissed it and focused on the tongue wrestling with his own. The sounds Kiba made only caused the Uchiha's patience to wane as he positioned himself at Kiba's entrance once more.

A pale grip couldn't be stopped as Sasuke gave himself a few long strokes before his hand joined Kiba's again, massaging the wild brunette's stiff member.

Shikamaru smirked lowly, his hips starting to slap against Sasuke's ass as he purposely sought to throw off any rhythm the paler man tried to set. Kiba wriggled in frustration as Shika looked down to watch himself slide in and out of Sasuke's tight hole, groaning deeply.

He watched the reddened skin stretch to welcome him as he thrust forward, licking his lips as he rubbed his hand up and down the Uchiha's back.

Kiba squirmed again before growling. He didn't want to be the only one left out and be reminded of this later. So, being the calm and rational person that he was, he shoved Sasuke's face away from his, scratching at the taller man's hand until it went away, looking down the line of his body.

He reached for the stiff length drooling precum over his cheeks and balls, clutching it tightly before setting it against his waiting entrance.

"Come on!" he snapped, staring up at Sasuke with slightly nervous eyes.

Sasuke pulled Kiba's legs from where they were, pushing one flat against the mattress and hooking the other just under the knee over his arm. On the next thrust Shikamaru gave he pushed his own hips forward, the raven's cock piercing though the tight ring and sliding in just past the first metal bar.

Sasuke gave a deep groan, his breath hitching in his throat as the tingling pleasure from both sides twisting and coiling through his body.

Kiba winced a bit, but other than that showed no signs of discomfort. He shifted his legs, not really as flexible as Sasuke seemed to be used to. He let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, letting go of the throbbing cock and reaching above him to clench the pillows.

Shikamaru's patience however, had a limit. He leaned his chest against Sasuke's back, pressing forward with one hand on Kiba's hips, making the Uchiha draw himself deeper inside the shorter brunette's body.

Kiba gritted his teeth, refusing to make any noise as he felt like he was being spilt open. It hurt, and felt really weird to have something go in what was still and exit. He snorted, trying to stop holding his breath so much as he glanced down. Sasuke wasn't even halfway in yet.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Kiba yelled in exasperation, groaning as he flopped his head back.

Sasuke growled, his patience having gone out the window with Shikamaru's. Elegant brows furrowed together as he thrust forward hard, pulling away from the thick cock buried inside him.

Kiba yelped in surprise, blinking widely as he suddenly fought to keep Sasuke's cock from sinking into him past what he was ready for. The position Sasuke had him laid out in however gave him no leverage and there was little he could do as he was pierced deeply.

The shaggy brunette arched his back, clenching his eyes shut tightly as he vowed to scratch up the bastard's upholstery in his prized car once he got it back.

Shikamaru glanced to Kiba's face, noting instantly when the shorter held his breath for too long. He gave a sharp buck into Sasuke's ass, making the other push in completely.

The quick action of Shikamaru hitting the Uchiha's prostate and the raven's cock sliding in past the reddened ring of muscles that were clenching tightly down around the base of Sasuke's cock elicited a deep cry from the usually stoic man.

Kiba's reaction told the other two men that Sasuke's thick cock had hit the boy’s sweet spot directly.

It was either that or the wild brunette had suffered through a mild seizure. His hips snapped up sharply as he yelled in surprise, very nearly bucking the two men off of him. Both Sasuke and Shikamaru stayed still, more than a little taken aback by the violent response.

Kiba panted, looking just as shocked as they did as he licked his lips quickly. "T...the fuck?" he muttered weakly. "The fuck...was that?"

Sasuke's surprise was overridden by the smirk that slid onto his parted lips. Shikamaru's tolerance was long past gone and he didn't want to waste time clearing up this to the other brunette who had not listened when his mother had explained it hours prior.

Instead the professor pulled back and thrust into Sasuke hard enough to knock the Uchiha's hips forward to hit Kiba's prostate again.

He writhed and yelped, snapping down so Sasuke's cock could go deeper and hit that magical spot that Kiba would remember for the rest of his life. He groaned loudly, panting as he brought his hand up to fist in Sasuke's hair, glaring at the taller man.

"Why the fuck didn't you ever tell me about this?!"

Sasuke panted and gave a sly grin. "Because you wouldn't have fucking listened." Sasuke's hips were thrust impatiently forward again, eliciting another groan from the raven as his body was pressed between his two friends.

"Can we start yet?" Shikamaru droned.

Kiba blinked, suddenly looking ecstatic. Yes it hurt, but who the fuck cared now?

"Hell yes!" he punched Sasuke in the shoulder hard. "Hurry up pussy, you're dragging ass."

Sasuke growled, pulling back as he simultaneously forced Shikamaru's cock farther into him before slamming forward into Kiba.

The wild haired boy, arched his back, panting roughly as a cocky grin slid across his lips. "Fuck yeah, do that again. Fucking harder you prick, you owe me another orgasm."

Shikamaru snorted, shifting into a better position as he started thrusting into Sasuke hard, groaning as his hand went up and down the pale back, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Let's not disappoint him..." he warned.

Sasuke already had the desire to fuck Kiba and either make the usually loud boy quiet or make him scream. The extra forced Shikamaru added only served to help the Uchiha with this as he concentrated on making Kiba cum again before he did.

A pale hand slid to curl around the scruffy brunette's cock, immediately starting to stroke the hard erection in a quick rhythm as equally pale lips moved over the glistening tanned flesh of Kiba's neck, nipping roughly and sucking, leaving small purple hickies on the otherwise unmarked skin.

Kiba scrunched his eyes closed as he cried out, working his hips with every thrust to get the very best angle. "Oh shit...yeah...yeah, oh! Fuck me! You fucking bastard…fuck ngh! There! Fuck me right there!"

Shikamaru couldn't help but grin as Kiba titled his head back and yelled out his pleasure, both insulting and complimenting Sasuke's efforts at the same time.

The professor grunted with the force Sasuke pushed back with, gritting his teeth as he sped up his pace, letting the silken tunnel squeeze his aching erection and swallow it whole. He closed his eyes sharply, finding that it was too much of a sensory overload to watch and fuck at the same time.

Sasuke said nothing, simply grunted and groaned in pleasure, biting down on Kiba's neck when he wanted the boy to shut up for at least a few seconds. A slender digit ran over the tip of the vulgar man's erection, pressing roughly into the slit as a deep thrust from Shikamaru was coupled with a hard one from Sasuke, the force sending them sliding forward a few inches.

Kiba shouted loudly, his curses becoming incoherent as he panted, gasping for breath. He made pitifully weak whine deep his throat, arching his head back so that Sasuke could mark his neck with his teeth.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he muttered like it was a mantra. "Ngh! Faster! Harder! Come on you stupid--Fuck!!!" He arched his back, the strength of the quickening thrusts making him dizzy as Sasuke's thick cock rubbed over his prostate.

Shikamaru watched the shorter man's face, never believing that he could get so turned on from Kiba cussing. He grunted deeply, leaning forward as he bucked into Sasuke, his lips, teeth, and tongue dragging across the pale skin.

Sasuke's eyes fluttered closed before the clenched tightly, Shikamaru's attentive actions combining with Kiba's roughness was an intoxicating combination. His body couldn't decide which sensation it wanted more, which only proved to frustrate the Uchiha.

His agitation poured into his thrusts, launching his hips back as hard as he could into Shikamaru so that the professor’s ridged length assaulted his prostate before he pounded forward into Kiba, pulling the other brunette with him. Sasuke also took out his annoyance on the neck so willingly presented to him, his pearly teeth sinking into the skin deep enough to break it and draw blood.

Kiba and Shikamaru worked together in the effort to rile Sasuke into a frenzy, one muttering curses and insults, gasping and running his mouth non stop; the other silent, but no less attentive, his mouth creating wet patterns along Sasuke's shoulder and back.

Kiba was getting close though. Honestly he'd been close since the beginning. He fought back when Sasuke started biting him. He dragged his nails up the Uchiha's arms, dark welts that would probably bruise later on following in his wake. He then took a firm grip on Sasuke's back, clenching his eyes shut as he started to shake and grow quiet.

Shikamaru feathered kisses over the wild brunette's hands as they dug themselves into the skin in front of him, taking one forefinger in his mouth and sucking vulgarly as his thrusts became deeper.

Sasuke's instincts took over, his brain no longer capable of functioning past identifying the different places on his body that was receiving an affectionate touch or a rough one. A pale fist tightened more around Kiba's cock as Sasuke's thrusts jerked while his hips pivoted with an unsteady rhythm. Deep grunts rolled onto the abused flesh Sasuke had bruised and bitten.

Kiba's nails drew blood, but still he was silent. Shikamaru watched as he panted, having never seen the wild boy cum before. It was strange, not what he expected. Instead of more yelling and screaming, Kiba made no noise at all, even when Sasuke's thrusts became uneven and jerked the shorter man's body.

Kiba swallowed thickly, anchoring himself against Sasuke's form, arms locking in place as his thighs tensed and quivered. When he opened his eyes again, they were hazy and filled with a sort of amazement before his spine slowly arched and his legs parted wide.

He shuddered hard as his lashes fluttered, gasping as he stilled again and a splash of white spurted from his pulsing cock. Shikamaru groaned at the image, his grip tightening around Sasuke's hips as he moved faster.

The tightening of Kiba's warm passage around the Uchiha's cock proved to be almost too much for his senses to take. The rapid assault on his prostate as the lingering pleasure and pain on his neck, shoulders and arms forced Sasuke to thrust once more into Kiba, stilling as his orgasm coursed though the pale body.

His cock pulsed with each splash of milky, hot cum that spilled into the unusually quiet boy who was groaning and panting just as much as the other two males were. Sasuke's hips were forced forward with Shikamaru's continued thrusts, a spasm of pleasure with each one forced more deep groans from the taller man until the professor reached his own climax.

Shikamaru, unlike Sasuke, had enough sense to fall back instead of forward. And the Uchiha was soon corrected in his mistake as Kiba scratched his arms and punched his head until he'd rolled off the shorter man.

Kiba snarled through his pants, he was not the person Sasuke was used to fucking and he did not enjoy the larger man's weight on him when he was already way too damn hot and exhausted.

Sasuke landed next to Shikamaru as Kiba settled, sprawled out on his back next to them. He lay panting, dark eyes on the professor who was breathing just as hard, laying on his side facing Sasuke. His stomach turned and a strange numbness suddenly spread though his chest, working it's way to the very tips of his fingers.

Elegant brows furrowed then turned up in a frown as he watched Shikamaru's eyes scan his own before he desperately wanted to get this feeling out of his body. Sasuke slid forward, crushing his lips against his best friend’s in an almost demanding kiss as pale hips rolled against darker ones.

Shikamaru blinked as he accepted the sudden kiss, giving a soft noise of almost-protest as Sasuke moved over him, pressing their groins together.

He groaned, opening his thighs out of habit as he shifted underneath the taller man. Large hands palmed their way up and down his sides, settling on his hips as their kiss became more forceful. A soft snore beside them announced how much Kiba was going to participate.

The kiss deepened as the pale man's attentive touches became more intimate, pressing and teasing places he had almost forgotten about. His legs spread, sliding underneath Shikamaru's as he ground against the hardening erection rubbing against his own.

The smaller man moaned, letting his eyes flutter shut as Sasuke rocked against him. He slid his arms around the Uchiha's broad shoulders, sucking on the pale bottom lip and quick tongue as they tangled against his mouth.

However, the alcohol didn't have quite the affect on Shikamaru as it did the other two, he could still think quite clearly. He knew that Sasuke was trying to replace Iruka, and even if it were only for a night, Shikamaru didn't want that for his friend. He pulled back from the insistent kiss, shifting before turning his head and pushing lightly at Sasuke's chest.

The raven stared down at Shikamaru for a few seconds, looking quite confused. In his inebriated state he wasn't thinking clearly, instead letting the subconscious desire for a returned touch take over.

When a vague realization of this hit him, Sasuke stopped, pulling away from Shikamaru and rolling off the other male. His stomach was churning, threatening to release its contents if Sasuke moved anymore than what was necessary, so he laid still, concentrating on Kiba's loud snores until he fell asleep.

Shikamaru stared at the ceiling for a while as he listened to two of his best friends slumber. He knew it had to be difficult for Sasuke, but losing yourself in another person just because you were lonely wasn't the answer.

His hand slid through his ponytail as he wondered if he should take it down so he didn't look so much like Iruka. He frowned and rolled over, sighing as he pressed against Sasuke from behind, wrapping a protective arm around the taller man.

Shikamaru woke a little after noon, giving a deep yawn and pulling himself free from where he had not moved. Sometime during the early hours of sleep one of the three had pulled the extra blanket over them. He slid from the bed, heading for a cup of coffee and a shower, leaving the other two males to sleep until they woke up.

Kiba was in pain. No wait...pain didn't feel like this. This was beyond pain. This made him want to choke someone. The wild haired brunette growled lowly deep in his throat as he cracked open an eye. 'Fuck' pretty much summed up his situation right now. And who knew Sasuke was a fucking cuddle slut?

The raven haired boy had his arms wrapped around Kiba's midsection, holding him close enough so that the shorter man could feel something poking against his rear.

"Fuck that!" Kiba snarled, twisting and freeing himself from Sasuke's hold.

He landed with a thump on the floor, hissing in pain. Slowly, staying on his hands and knees, he crawled down the hall to the bathroom, perfectly aware that Shikamaru's eyes were glued on his aching hole that was covered in dried cum.

"Afternoon," Shikamaru said flatly as he stood behind him at the end of the hall with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist, sipping slowly on his new cup of coffee.

"Fuck you,” Kiba snapped as he crawled into the bathroom.

Shikamaru's lips twitched into a smirk, figuring that he'd never talk the other brunette into getting something shoved up his ass again.

Sasuke stirred on the bed, rolling onto his stomach as he groaned. In their drunken orgy even he had forgotten that he was still recovering from surgery, his side throbbing painfully as he tried to quell the racing thoughts though his head. A dark eye peered open, watching as Shikamaru stared at him carefully, still sipping on his steaming coffee.

"Feel like shit?" he asked in a bored tone.

"Felt like shit before." Sasuke's voice was muffled slightly by the pillow.

Shikamaru sighed, plopping down on the edge of the bed as he ran his fingers through his loose and still wet locks. "Why don't you call him?"

"What good is it going to do? He doesn't want to see me anymore..." Sasuke buried his face into the pillow with a sigh.

"He had the same look in his eyes that I did when anyone mentioned anything about Itachi." He shifted, slowly sitting up. A few loud curses could be heard from the bathroom before the shower turned on.

Shikamaru glanced over his shoulder. "Look, if it's eating you up this badly obviously you need to find out for certain."

"Yeah..." Sasuke set his jaw, not moving for a few minutes. "I just need to get back to work." He slid to the edge of the bed, looking for any trace of his clothes.

The brunette suppressed the urge to roll his eyes as he went into the kitchen to smoke and grab some more coffee. "You know the others won't let you work," he tossed back.

"It's not up to them." Sasuke winced as he stood, having found his pants on the floor next to the bed. He slowly pulled them on, just wanting to be partially dressed when Kiba got out of the shower.

Shikamaru frowned as he sat at the kitchen table, "You should just stay with my dad for a few weeks."

"And do what?" Sasuke growled in annoyance zipping up the slightly stained jeans.

The other man sighed, not really wanting to get into a fight. "Never mind, it's too troublesome."

Sasuke simply glared at Shikamaru as he entered the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of the strong coffee though he never liked the stuff. He sat down at the table across from Shikamaru, the two studying each other intensely before Kiba came limping into the kitchen.

The dog lover soon gave up on walking, opting to go on all fours as he glared at Sasuke almost hatefully. He grabbed his jeans from a pile of clothing, flopping onto his back to pull the pants on over his wet legs, tucking himself inside before just laying there, ignoring the shreds of modesty he still had.

Shikamaru found himself appraising Kiba's well toned body, watching the glistening drops of water fall and spill into small pools where the corded muscles dipped and flexed under the tanned skin. He glanced at Sasuke with a raised brow, wondering if the other was going to poke fun at Kiba's obvious dislike of him.

Sasuke simply stood, walking past Kiba on the bed, only to stop and bend over, holding his side, to pick up the remainder of his clothes. Dark eyes darted over to Kiba, knowing the scruffy brunette was watching him.

"What?" He snapped.

"How the fuck do you walk?!" Kiba snapped back, incredibly pissed that he was going to be limping all day.

"You get used to it." Sasuke answered straightening back up. In all actuality the pain in his side was overriding the pain in his ass so he didn't feel much of the aching when walking.

"Fuck that," Kiba muttered as he rolled onto his stomach.

Shikamaru's gaze lazily raked down the shorter brunette's well developed back, taking in the muscles rolling with each movement. When he felt himself start to twitch and harden he looked away, sipping at his coffee.

"Troublesome," he muttered.

Sasuke turned, heading for the shower after giving the brunette a quick scoff and a look over. The bite marks from the night before weren't as bad as he assumed they might have been.

Kiba spent the rest of the day walking like he had a barrel between his legs, glaring heatedly at Sasuke. He caused quite a few looks his way, acting as if he were some star in a western shoot out movie. Sasuke and Shikamaru did their best to look like they weren't associated with him, failing when every five minutes Kiba reminded them how much pain he was in.

They went out for lunch together, the shaggy brunette stealing Sasuke's coat to sit on during their meal. There was nothing to be done about it though, and at the end of the meal beneath all the agitation they experienced, both taller men had to admit they felt more than a little bad for the non-virgin.

Hearing Kiba whimper every time he moved brought up old memories of their first time together. Though Sasuke secretly thought Kiba was lucky that he wasn't as fumbling and unknowledgeable as he had been when young. They couldn't think of anything better to do than to return to Tsume's house, even if it was just so Kiba could run home and get babied by his mother.

The cab ride was silent and after a few minutes even Kiba seemed to notice the tension hovering between Sasuke and Shikamaru. He wanted to ask, but in a show of rare wisdom, managed to keep his mouth shut.

Once at Tsume's the three climbed out of the cab, Sasuke paying for their ride just as he had for their lunch. Kiba was in the door first, followed by Shikamaru then Sasuke, who managed to wriggle his way to the bathroom, though not actually having to use it, to make two calls.

One was to the bike dealer, making sure they still had the motorcycle he had promised Kiba that week before and the second call, which was much more difficult.

Sasuke sat on the toilet lid, staring at Iruka's highlighted name in his phonebook. He knew Shikamaru was right, but then again he knew he was as well. He didn't blame Iruka for not wanting to see him again, but knowing for sure would be much easier to deal with.

The line range twice before it was picked up. "Hello?"

"Umino and Mitarashi residence, how may I help you?" Kakashi's voice sang out. There was a happy laugh in the background that was all too recognizable.

"I'd like to speak with Iruka." Sasuke said in a more professional tone.

Kakashi paused as he glanced down at the base device, reading the caller I.D. "I'm sorry, he's not in right now, may I take a message?"

"Since he's right there, just tell him I wanted to talk to him." Sasuke easily picked up on the condescending tone Kakashi was using with him, and it frustrated the Uchiha.

"Who is it?" Iruka asked from the couch, having paused the movie they'd been watching.

"Telemarketer!" Kakashi told him. "He wants to know how your long distance service is treating you."

The brunette laughed, knowing how much Kakashi loved to chat up the poor soul that dared call him about the phone service.

"You're not funny." Sasuke hissed lowly into the phone.

"I'm afraid we already have that service!" Kakashi said happily, enjoying annoying the brat and making Iruka laugh.

Sasuke sighed before hanging up, searching back to Iruka's name and picking his cell number instead of the house.

The smaller professor leaned over the couch as he watched Kakashi darting into his kitchen. "What are you doing?" he asked curiously.

The older man quickly grabbed Iruka's cell from the charger, punching the buttons to silence the thing.

"Nothing, just enjoying the flow of your home."

"And getting a beer?"

"And getting a beer," Kakashi grinned, nearly skipping to the fridge.

When the voice mail picked up halfway though a ring Sasuke knew that Kakashi had gotten to the phone as well. He debated on whether to make the older man run back and fourth between the house phone and Iruka's cell before he simply hit redial.

Kakashi answered on the first ring. "Umino Iruka's cell phone, how may I help you?"

Iruka laughed again, flopping to the side of the couch so he could watch Kakashi pretend to dance with the bottle of beer he’d gotten out.

Apparently his annoyance before simply amused the professor, so Sasuke decided to go a different route. "Let me speak to him, please."

Kakashi stepped out of Iruka's line of sight, lowering his voice. "He's in the middle of a date actually...."

"A date..." Sasuke repeated, only half believing the grey haired man. "With you? Hn." he glanced up at the door as if it wasn’t closed. "Just let me talk to him for two minutes."

"No," Kakashi said, taking the time to unscrew the cap from the bottle and take a swig. "I like having him all to myself. Thanks for the opportunity though."

"It wasn't for your convenience. I just want to ask him about something he said the last time we met." Sasuke bit his tongue, holding back for any insults or remarks that he wanted to say.

"Ah, I don't think so," Kakashi was enjoying this far too much. "You've ruined his life more than enough haven't you? Besides...I saw something that I'd just hate to have to repeat last night at the bar..."

Sasuke set his jaw, the metallic taste in his mouth told him he had literally bit his tongue. "I just want to hear it from him." he answered, his tone the same as if Kakashi had not said anything about the night before.

The grey haired man peeked around the corner, watching Iruka sneak some strawberries from his dish. Kakashi only smiled when the smaller man looked up and blushed at getting caught, shyly glancing away.

"Learn some humility Sasuke-kun," he said, ducking back behind the counter. "It's over, Iruka's moved on, and let's face it...it's not like you were the best thing for him anyway. It hasn't even been a week and you've already had an affair in the public bathroom of a bar. Says a lot about your character I'm afraid."

"You didn't tell him." Sasuke stated. "Which tells me one of two things, and that's all I needed to know."

He hung up the phone, dropping the device on the counter where he had walked over to now staring down at the sink. The Uchiha closed his eyes and took in a few deep breaths before looking up at his refection in the large mirror. Sasuke turned on the water, letting it run cold before splashing the water onto his face.

Kakashi frowned, narrowing his eyes slightly as the line went dead. He quickly went back to the call history and erased Sasuke's name, then on impulse, he deleted Sasuke's name entirely from the calling list.

The grey haired man put the phone back on the charger, his victory smirk firmly in place as he rounded the corner, shifting his eye patch into a more comfortable spot before collapsing back down by Iruka's side. The brunette smiled warmly as Kakashi wrapped his arm around his shoulder, letting the older man pull him close as he hit play on the remote.

Shikamaru stood outside out the bathroom until he thought he stopped hearing Sasuke choke on his anger and frustration. He opened the door silently, leaning against the frame.

"I take it he didn't want anything to do with you?"

"I didn't get to talk to him." Sasuke answered slipping his phone back into the pocket of his jeans. He looked up at Shikamaru. "I'm sorry about last night."

The professor nodded, "So am I...if I had known..." He paused and shrugged, dismissing what happened. "What are you going to do?"

The raven mirrored the shrug. "Just go back to work, keep mind off it." He sighed.

"That's healthy," Shikamaru agreed before turning and leaving the Uchiha alone.

Sasuke didn't immediately follow, instead he returned to the room where his things were still kept, gathering them up so he could get them when the elder Nara left, planning on taking the scarred man up on his offer. Tsume's voice echoed up the stairs as the Uchiha headed down them, already knowing that the wild woman knew what had transpired the night before.

The 'sex talk' Tsume initiated was long, exaggerated, and filled with warnings of anal fissures. When she was finally done, Kiba was incredibly pale and looked like he was about to vomit. Even Shikamaru and Sasuke both thought twice about ever being the catcher again.

Chouji seemed oblivious to their discomfort and happily asked questions about it as if he were in class. He wasn't exactly planning to have sex with a man, but if he ever did, it was good to have the information.

When Shikaku arrived, Sasuke nearly bowled the man over in his escape to the car, waving his quick goodbyes. The older Nara helped get his things into the large SUV, nodding to his son as they were leaving.


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