Private Conversations

Sasuke settled himself, teasingly full of Kakashi, and gently rocked his body as Yamato reached across Kakashi's legs and roughly pulled Sai closer.

Yamato froze as he saw the middle finger of Sasuke's hand trace a teasing line up Sai's left arm. He pulled back slightly, heart pounding, and fought to calm himself enough to pull out of this immoral tailspin.

Lessening his grip on Sai's arms, he forced a coherent thought to work its way from the corner of his mind, past his feverish waves of fucklust, and out of his mouth.

"We can't do this Sai. Not like this."

He felt Kakashi softly brush his left leg against the pants pooled at Yamato's knees. He bit his lips between his teeth at the feel of the pants brushing his bare skin and shook slightly from the effort of remaining still.

He looked up to see Sai regarding him with wide-eyed curiosity layered over desperate desire, asking, "Why not?"

Why not... Yamato's morals swam upstream against currents of barely contained savagery, seeking the part of Yamato's mind that could remember why not. He felt Sasuke shifting his position.

Shaking just slightly, Yamato remained kneeling, still grasping on to Sai's arms, as he watched Kakashi gently lift sulky Sasuke up and off.

When Kakashi murmured, "Sasuke... Quickly. Get my gloves," Yamato involuntarily leaned closer to Sai, forcefully exhaling. He lightly pressed their foreheads together, eyes downcast, seeing Sai stroke himself with his right hand and suck on the first two fingers of his left. He knew himself... Knew his window of time for recapturing moral control had just become exceptionally small. He frantically searched for the logic explaining why continuing would be wrong.

He listened to Sai's labored breaths and watched him slide those fingers in and out of his mouth. He pulled back slightly and felt himself pushing down and kicking out of his boxers and pants. Wait... Why was he kicking out of his boxers and pants? No time to figure that out. He raced against time, struggling to articulate his argument.

"Because, Sai. Because it's wrong to be... To do... To have... You can't..."

Too late. Sasuke stood up over Kakashi with the gloves held out between his pointer finger and thumb, and disdainfully dropped them onto Kakashi's chest.

Yamato's ability to form words liquefied as Kakashi sat up and, very deliberately, pulled on first one, then the other of his fingerless gloves.

He knelt, fully alert, and felt his liquefied thought processes solidify in his groin as Kakashi crawled behind him, maneuvering until his erection pressing flat against Yamato's crack, then reached around with his gloved right hand stopping just short of touching Yamato's arousal. The sound waves from Kakashi's voice vibrated through Yamato's over sensitized body as he began to speak.

"Is this a type of touch you like, Yamato? Or are your appetites different from Tenzou's?"

Yamato's cock made the executive decision to twitch the necessary millimeter to brush against that butter-soft, age-weathered leather glove. Kakashi's hand accepted the invitation.

Yamato groaned and thrust forward as Kakashi wrapped his bare fingers around the shaft and began lightly teasing with a play of bare finger and gloved palm touches and strokes.

Kakashi's voice murmured over the stillness, "Sai, put your shirt on. No, not one from your pack. The half shirt you wore on the mission. Yesss... That's the one. Slowly, Sai. That's it. Kneel before us... Just far enough away that he can't reach. Ohhh, yeah. That's nice. Bare-assed naked except for the shirt. Such a beautiful cock, Sai- Don't you think, Tenzou? Yesss.. Suck those fingers, Sai. Are you done glaring down at us, Sasuke? Here. You take my left glove."

Yamato's head swam at the intoxicating sight. He licked his lower lip in anticipation as Sasuke glared down at Kakashi, but accepted and put on the offered glove. The glare was inappropriate, but Yamato approved of the way Sasuke stood by, patiently waiting for further instructions. He also approved of the way Sasuke slid his fingers, one by one, through the glove before settling his hand inside... Inside that soft leather, fingerless glove worn by Kakashi when he trained, fought, killed, and sometimes... just sometimes, if you asked respectfully... when he fucked.

No, no, no. Yamato told himself not to think about that. Don't remember that. Part of his mind made a half-hearted attempt to focus on all the elements of this situation that he disapproved of.

Hmmm... He definitely approved of Kakashi playfully teasing his erection, keeping it hard while Sai knelt just over an arm's length away. Sai... Yamato's moan tore from deep within his chest as he drank in the sight of Sai tilting his head back, sucking his fingers, fisting himself, wearing that shirt- God, the shirt- naked from the waist down. Yes, yes... NO, wait. No, he should be thinking of... Thinking of something. Fucking hell- Kakashi's voice again...

"Sasuke, show Yamato what it looks like when a man kneels behind Sai and strokes his cock with a gloved hand."

Yamato heard the whispered Oh, ffffuck yeah seconds before he realized he had uttered it. Sai. Beautiful Sai, wearing that shirt that had made Yamato hard every time he had seen Sai wear it. Kneeling, naked-except-for-the-shirt Sai, swollen erection jutting out towards Yamato but being pleasured with a hand reaching from behind. And that hand belonged to Uchiha Sasuke, of the great Uchiha clan, who obeyed the fuck commands of Hatake Kakashi.

Yamato thrust up into Kakashi's hand as he watched Sai suck two fingers, head leaning back to rest on Sasuke's cheek, other hand reaching back to pull Sasuke closer, urging him to thrust his flat erection against Sai's backside. Yamato watched the Uchiha use Kakashi's glove to touch, tease, and lightly stroke Sai. A mirror image of Yamato's pleasure. He was supposed to be stopping because... Because... Why was it they needed to stop? He needed to.. had to... remember why. Had to remember before Kakashi finished speaking again...

"That's it, Sasuke. Now show Yamato what it looks like when a man rubs his bare hand under that fuck-me-please half shirt. Yesss, Sasuke... Feel the fabric, and use your gloved palm and your bare fingers to stroke that cock."

Ohhh, god... The shirt, the glove on Sai's cock, the glove on his cock, so good, so incredibly good...

"Do you like what you see, Yamato? I know Tenzou would."

Yamato leaned back to feel the erection against his crack, then swayed forward to feel the pressure of the glove- the fingers- glove- fingers...

"Yeah, Yamato? Look and feel good? Maybe you could thank me... Give me a kiss. Right... through... my mask."

Yamato gritted his teeth to trap the whimper of protest rising through his body as Kakashi released his erection and crawled on his knees until he was next to Yamato and across from Sasuke and Sai.

Yamato's now neglected erection strained forward as though trying to reach Sai of its own will. Sai moaned around his fingers as he stared at Yamato's cock, pulsing with the primal urge to fuck.

Yamato weakly tried to make some sort of effort to protest as Kakashi touched a gloved hand underneath his chin. Passive involvement was bad enough. He would not cross the line into active participation. He thought about possibly resisting when Kakashi gently lifted and turned his head, directing his attention to Kakashi's face. He watched hungrily as Kakashi's tongue protruded from the beneath the mask, making a pointed tent like the sight Yamato loved so well in the boxers and briefs of shinobi's just waking up in the morning. Yamato felt himself moving forward, closing his eyes as his tongue snaked out to run along the wetly protruding fabric before drawing Kakashi's mask covered tongue into his own mouth and gently sucking.

Once again he felt the play of gloved palm and bare finger dance teasingly across his erection as he mouth fucked the fabric covered cock substitute called Kakashi's tongue. The glove, the mask, touching, teasing, tasting...

Yamato stumbled forward as Kakashi withdrew his mask-tented tongue. He caught himself on outstretched arms, then raised back up on his knees, mirroring Sai, as Kakashi reached across and started stroking him again.

"Yesss... That's it." Kakashi murmured approval of Yamato's weakening resolve, and gestured with the hand that wasn't currently pleasuring his friend. Both sempeis took a moment to watch as Sasuke fondled Sai.

"Look at our pretty, pretty boys, Tenzou. Look at their silky black hair, dark eyes... A reflection of each other's fierce beauty, refracted slightly, as though through water."

Kakashi alternated rubbing his gloved palm up Yamato's erection, rubbing the ridged underside of his cockhead with bare fingers ,then stroking back down with his gloved palm as he leaned forward and told Sasuke, "Lick my tongue. No, not a kiss. Just your tongue pressing up against my tongue. Through my mask."

Yamato's legs shook as he watched Kakashi's tongue protruding through the mask, moistening the fabric with play of tongues while Sasuke stroked Sai's erection with one hand and his torso with the other. He watched Sai desperately suck his fingers and stare longingly at Yamato's cock being stroked and teased by Kakashi's gloved hand.

Sensing the tightening of Yamato's balls and the threat of pre-playtime release, Kakashi slowed his stroking pace a little and pulled back from Sasuke.

"Nice, Sasuke. Thank you. Your turn now, Sai. Let's replace those fingers of yours with my tongue, just for a moment. Can you help us to get my mask thin, wet, and ready to pleasure your Yamato.. my Tenzou?"

Thrusting up into Sasuke's gloved, stroking hand, Sai withdrew his fingers from his mouth and obeyed Kakashi, running his tongue up, over, and across the moist, tented fabric before gently pulling it into his mouth and sucking, moaning with relief mixed with longing.

Kakashi pulled back, gently pulling Sai's hand back up to his mouth so he could quickly replace Kakashi's tongue with his own fingers. He caressed Sai's face, saying, "I know, Sai. You've waited so long. Yamato's hard cock will be out of my gloved hand and into your mouth soon. Patience."

The tune of the no, that would be wrong argument distantly hummed in the far reaches of Yamato's mind, but the words completely escaped him. He searched for his misplaced morals and rationality as Kakashi gave him one last gloved hand stroke, then crawled behind him.

Yamato tensed, willing himself to move- to protest- to do something. He did do something as he felt Kakashi move directly behind him: He subconsciously bent over onto all fours, face practically touching Sai's cock. He remained perfectly still, biting back a moan as he felt first a bare hand, then a gloved-palm hand on his bare ass, gently spreading it. He drank in the sight of Sai being stroked by Kakashi's glove on Sasuke's hand when he felt that tongue... Moist fabric covering Kakashi's so-talented tongue as it touched, teased, and tasted the sensitive skin around Yamato's puckered entrance.

Yamato moaned from his depths and leaned forward to lick Sai, then Sasuke's fingers, then the glove- more glove- the cock- the glove, all while reveling in the feeling of mask covered tongue, fabric moistened by every man in that room, probing, tasting, tongue-fucking his entrance. Just as he reached up with the intention of stroking himself to completion, Kakashi pulled back slightly and spoke.

"Do I deserve your respect, Tenzou?"

Yamato struggled to speak. To show Kakashi the respect he deserved. To keep hold of one shred of normalcy in this increasingly surreal experience.

"Yes, Kakashi-sempai."

Ohhh... That tongue again... Nice reward for respectfulness. In response to Kakashi's tongue, Yamato's tongue continued its attentions to Sai and Sasuke until Kakashi pulled back again.

"Are you married, Tenzou?"

Yamato paused his renewed efforts tasting Sai's erection, Sasuke's fingers, and Kakashi's glove as he reasoned through the answer to that question.

"Yes.. I mean no. No, Kakashi-sempai. I'm not married."

Oh, god... More masked tongue, more Sai/Sasuke licking. No stopping... Never stop... No, wait... Have to stop. Have to stop because... Because...

Kakashi pulled back again.

"Are you concerned that Sai, Sasuke, and/or I will carry a child of yours? A child who will confuse matters of bloodline limit inheritance?"

Impossible. Yamato knew that was physically impossible. No thinking, just answer.

"N..no Kakashi-sempai. "

Moist-masked Kakashi tongue... Tasting, teasing, probing, pushing, licking... Sai's moans, Sasuke's voice saying, "Fuck yeah, Sai. So good... yeah, rub back against me, right there. You like my hand on your cock? You like me to push up under this shirt? Pinch your nipples? Yeah, you like that..."

More Kakashi tongue, faster, further, deeper until he pulled back again to ask, "Are you concerned one of us might bear a child of yours that will confuse matters of rightful inheritance of your property?"

Easy. Just like the other one. No brainer. Done thinking, back to feeling.

"No, Ka...Kakashi-sem..sempai. Please..."

"Please what, Tenzou? Please this?"

Fffuck, oh please yes, just like that, right there... That tongue... Please, please, please... Wait- What was Sasuke mumbling?

"...more to it than that. Emotional factors..."

Kakashi used the perfect tone of harsh authority to put an end to the Uchiha's backtalk when he pulled back and answered, "This is a private conversation, Sasuke."

Yamato's relief over Kakashi resuming at a faster speed and spreading Yamato a little wider threatened to be clouded by part of his mind puzzling through what Sasuke had just been babbling about.

But then he heard Sasuke's voice again and tuned in to hear him saying, "Oh, yeah.. You see that Sai? You see Yamato-taichou loving that through-the-mask tongue fuck by Kakashi-sensei? Ohhh... look... What do you think that dripping cock tastes like, Sai?"

Yamato weakly protested as Sai's gorgeous erection disappeared from tongue's reach, but almost came just from anticipation as Sai wiggled and squirmed his way under Yamato, legs extended straight under both Yamato and Kakashi's bodies and spread legs.

Sai didn't disappoint. Skipping his usual teasing-tongue foreplay, he hungrily engulfed Yamato's dripping cock in his mouth and struggled to steady himself with one hand on the floor and the other gripping Yamato's hip.

Sasuke quickly came to his comrade and team member's aide, much to Yamato and Kakashi's approval. He propped Sai up with folded up clothing, then positioned himself where he could, with some much-worth-it effort, reach under and stroke Kakashi with the hand bearing Kakashi's own glove and stroke Sai with the other hand, all while enjoying the view of masked Kakashi pleasuring Yamato.

As Sai alternated taking Yamato deeper into his mouth and pulling back to closely mirror the rapid tongue movements Kakashi was using, Yamato heard his own voice emit a primal cry, cut short by Kakashi stopping for the last time to finish their conversation.

"One more question, Tenzou. Can you articulate even one reason why we shouldn't take this any further? If you can give me even one good reason why we should stop, then we'll stop. Yesss... Sai. Just like that. Help your Yamato-taichou think."

Think.. Think about tongue, gloves, shirt, mask, licking, tasting, feeling, melting...

"Show some respect and answer me, Tenzou. Can you think of.."

"No, no... No I can't. No Kakashi-sempai."

Kakashi carefully untangled himself from the other men, crawled around in front of Yamato, tilted his chin up with his gloved hand, then leaned next to his ear and whispered, "In that case.. Let's fuck"


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