Operation Ibiki Nookie

**Not sure why all the warnings didn't show up...but they are Anal, AU/AR, Bond, Humil, Language, M/M, Moresome, Oral, Rim, SoloM, Spank, Tort, Voy, WIP, Yaoi. If you DON'T like, please read no further. If you DO like...please enjoy!!


Chapter Three: Hokage’s Surprise

Izumo and Kotetsu were indeed late for their post, having people waiting on either side of the gate. The two worked quickly to get the people, civilian and ninjas alike, through to ease the traffic load. After a busy hour of apologizing for the delays and signing papers, the duo were effectively tired. Slumping back in their seats, neither noticed the two ANBU operatives who walked up to them with a summoning scroll. After Izumo settled down from his startled shock, and piercing the agents ears with a shrieking yowl, Kotetsu frowned while he opened the scroll.
“Kuso. She wants us in her office.” Kotetsu didn’t have to explain to Izumo why they were being summoned. Rolling their eyes, they quickly made the signs to transport in a puff of smoke while the ANBU quietly took their seats at the gate desk.

The duo sat quietly in the waiting room as Shizune informed Tsunade of their presence. Kotetsu looked over at his buddy.
“You know, you scream like a girl.” He admitted bluntly.
“I can’t help it,” came the response from the other. “I just get spooked, and it comes out all high and squeaky.” Kotetsu laughed.
“At least you’re a man in the sac, or I’d never be able to stand you.” Izumo lightly punched his companion in the arm.
“Oi, you even punch like a girl.” Kotetsu jeered. The two stood, starting a round of play fight when Izumo knocked the other onto the floor. The two rolled around as they slapped each other stupidly. Neither had noticed the sannin who stood in the doorway.
“Ahem.” She coughed, hoping to get their attention. The two stopped in an awkward position, with Izumo straddling Kotetsu’s crotch, and both having their fists full of the others hair or clothes. “There will be plenty of time for that.” Tsunade waggled her eyebrows suggestively. Allowing the two nin to pass through the door, Tsunade turned to her receptionist.
“Shizune. No calls, no appointment, and absolutely no disturbances. Got it?” she ordered in a strong voice. Shizune nodded with a quick, “hai’ as the door to the office was closed. Tsunade turned to lock the doors. Walking back to her desk slowly, she eyed the two jockeys, making them very uncomfortable under her intent eyes.
“You were late.” She barked. The two downcast their eyes, trying to avoid the set of angered eyes that questioned them. “I had important scrolls that are now at least two hours late on delivery. Those messenger nin will now have to push themselves harder to make up for your mistake. What do you have to say for yourselves?” The lady Hokage continued to lay into them. Sitting back in her comfy chair, she opened a side drawer in her desk to pull out a bottle of sake, a saucer, and a video recorder. Kotetsu’s eyes fell upon the camcorder, not knowing where she was going with this. Izumo had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. “Well, how should I punish you to make sure this doesn’t happen again, I wonder?” Tsunade questioned out loud. “I could turn you over to Ibiki,” she watched as the two men shook their heads, pleading with their eyes ‘anything but’ look, when she turned her swivel chair to look out the window. “Or.” She threw out open endedly. The duo turned to look at each other, both speculating where her thoughts were. They saw Tsunade’s hand reach around from behind the chair to grab a scroll that was lying openly on the table.
“Or Kotetsu, I believe you said earlier, ‘Hurry up love and get your shit together. After the morning crowd, I’ll take care of ya.’ Hmm sounds doable.” She purred, turning her seat around to show her sporting a major nosebleed she had obtained from the words Kotetsu had ushered earlier that day. Izumo wore a face of utter shock, while Kotetsu shrugged his shoulders.
“Hai, hai.” He complied with Tsunade’s unspoken request, and commenced with the removal of his clothes.
“Uh, uh. You’re going to do this right.” she said, lifting up the camera. Kotetsu sighed, grabbing his partner to his feet. Izumo was still feeling his privacy was violated, questioned the Hokage.
“How did you know? What he had said? What else is written on that paper?” Tsunade chuckled, pondering if she should tell the chuunin her source.
She opted not to, but answered with, “You’re actions won’t go unnoticed here in my village.” A satisfied smirk crossed her face. Kotetsu pulled Izumo close.
“Well, might as well enjoy it.” He whispered. The chuunin shuddered at the soft words of his partner, and placed his arms around the other’s neck.
Turning to face the Hokage, he asked in a sultry tone, “Do you have a good view from there, Hokage-sama?” He pouted his lips for dramatic effect. Tsunade could only nod her head as she pressed the record button and placing the camera on the desk. She knew better then to hold the device, seeing as how her hands were going to be busy.

~*~*~

Ibiki grumbled to himself in his spacious office. The only thing he hated more then fan-girls were fan-girls with power. Ibiki silently cursed the Hokage. Why did she need this morning’s recon note? He shook his head, making a note in the Hokage’s personal file. Silently reading while he wrote, ‘closet pervert, with homosexual tendencies’. He paused to look over previous notes he had jotted down on other various dates. He allowed a small smirk to cross his face.
“At least she takes a personal interest in her village.” He laughed to himself in a sarcastic tone. Ibiki had not had the time to review the watch men’s notes from the past few nights, his workload overrunning his desk. He was a very organized man, and it stressed him to no ends having a huge mess dumped on his desk and floor. He had to thank the Hokage for the mess that he once called an office. Grumbling to himself about the lazy women, he began sorting out what was information he needed, and what was a duplicated. He sighed in frustration, as he threw the bound paper he held in his hands, onto his cluttered desk. Ibiki tried to remember the last time he had felt such a pressure on his life, and reflected on previous ways of relieving said stress. It had been some years now, as he recalled, the last time he remembered he had rounds to some of his older, more experienced ANBU agents. Ibiki let a wry smile develop. Ibiki was a dominant lover, often very physical. It didn’t help his ego that the man was hung like a horse. The men he paid visits to, often having to be taken off mission status for two weeks to recover afterwards, and while he satisfied himself, he lost the use of a man for that period of time. Ibiki frowned at the thought. He never forced anyone to do what he or she wasn’t willing to do, well, he paused his thoughts. Most of the time, he corrected himself with a grin. But it just furthered his point of; he had not had any sexual release in over two years. Ibiki was a man who was on the job, never having time to satisfy himself. And with events in his past, he was troubled with the idea. His job required to dish and deal with pain, never pleasure. So how was a man who only knew one end of the spectrum be expected to please himself?

Ibiki let out a large sigh, felling more stressed now about his sexual tension then about the cluttered and crowded office. He pulled a list of all his available nin out from the bottom desk drawer and began to thumb through it. Pickings were slim, not that he had any preferences one way or the other, but most were out on missions or slated to be departing for them. Ibiki growled, realizing it would be another month or so before he could make any nightly visits to any of his operatives. He debated about getting Anko to help him, but opted not to, seeing as how she finally agreed to take on a group of genins for training. He also knew of her methods and ways in bed that even left a shudder down his spine. If he got her all riled up again, there would be no telling what she would do with her genin, or in front of them. Ibiki remembered back to the last time he fucked her; it took nearly a week for the kunoichi to come down from her sadistic high. No, Ibiki decided that he would just have to suck it up and take it like a man, picking up the papers he discarded earlier.

~*~*~

Shizune sat at he desk, trying to come up with a reason behind the Hokage’s choice in sex partners. Of all the available men, why those two? Shizune went through a mental list of all the nin she wouldn’t mind taking her. Her thoughts made her feel a wet warmth course between her thighs. Just as she was getting going, her fantasies were broken when moaning from the other side of the door reached her ears. Scowling, she set her mind back to rearranging the files and scrolls that laid a strewn in front of her. It only took a few minutes to do so, and the moaning had turned to low grunts. Thinking to herself, Shizune wondered what events were happening within the office. Does she have one at a time? Or is she a kinky one and get both? She pondered. Tsunade’s voice cried out, “Oh yes Kotetsu!” Shizune shook her head. At least they could have put up a sound barrier, she mumbled to herself.

~*~*~

Tsunade was getting into the action. The two young nin made her horny as hell, and she couldn’t contain the, “Oh yes Kotetsu!” that leapt from her vocal chords. Izumo was bent over one of the back chairs while his knees were folded on the seat, while Kotetsu took him in the rear. Izumo let his forehead rest on his hands as he enjoyed his partner’s cock sliding in and out of his tight passage. Panting, Kotetsu had one hand on the other’s shoulder while the other was placed on the hip in front of him to stabilize his thrusts.
“God you make me crazy koishii.” Izumo whispered.
“I know, Izu. Now let me work on making this good for you. I want you to cum for me.” Kotetsu said between thrusts. His didn’t particularly enjoy presenting himself for other’s pleasures, but he was not willing to face Ibiki. Not until his day, that was. Kotetsu let his one hand fall from its post of Izumo’s shoulder, dragging it down his back, and reach underneath to grab his swollen dick. He would love to feel it thrusting into his mouth, but Tsunade had the notion that he was always top, which wasn’t the case. The two ukes came across each other by mistake, and had been inseparable since. The two would take turns pleasuring each other, although they both fancied being bottom. But, like all the other fan-girls out there, Tsunade saw Kotetsu’s build as being more masculine, and therefore he must be top. He was becoming perturbed with the thoughts of his orientation when Izumo’s soft voice broke his train of thought.
“Koishii, you’re thinking while you fuck again aren’t you?” Kotetsu released his hand that had clamped around his unfortunate partner, and was now purple and swollen beyond anything. Kotetsu felt immense remorse for his actions, and without regard to Tsunade’s complaining, he flipped Izumo to sit comfortably as he placed his lips around the mans penis.
“What are you doing? Stick it back in! I don’t want to see that!” Tsunade’s voice carried. He continued to fondle his comrades balls as he deep throated his cock, humming around and letting the vibrations set in. Kotetsu only opened his eyes to look over at the Hokage while Izumo writhed in complete pleasure, spraying his hot seed with in the mans’ mouth.

Tsunade sat behind her desk with arms crossed. A look of abhorrence settled on her face. The two chuunin stood stark naked in front of her desk.
“Have we been punished enough?” Kotetsu asked. Izumo was still recovering on shaky legs, his eyes still half lidded. Tsunade looked down at the man who still had an erection.
“Seems you’re not done.” Tsunade pointed out. Feeling a little bitter about not seeing more thrusting, Tsunade looked down at her desk.
“Taku.” Kotetsu muttered under his breath.
“Izumo, lay here.” She ordered. Grateful for the furniture to aid his standing, Izumo pressed his chest to the desk, trying still to recapture his breath.
“Hai.” He said thankfully.
“No, no. This will not do. Turn over.” Izumo looked up at his partner, who nodded his support. With his back planted firmly on the desk, Tsunade waved Kotetsu over to the other man. Nodding in understanding, He lifted one leg over his shoulder, inserting his hard shaft back into Izumo’s ass. Izumo immediately began moaning, feeling each stroke press into his sweet spot. Kotetsu had a good angle and was able to seat himself fully in the depths, allowing his balls to lightly smack Izumo’s ass. A pleased smile crossed Tsunade’s face.
“Yes, see? Isn’t that much better?” she cooed, as she remembered the video recorder and pointed it in their direction. Kotetsu rolled his eyes, but had to close them when he felt that certain tingle in the lower region of his stomach.
“Koishii, please. Give me you cum. Fill me!” Izumo begged. Kotetsu’s steady thrusting sped up, his scrotum contracting. Coming close to his release, he looked down at his man. The two of them screamed out while Izumo had a dry orgasm, and Kotetsu spilled his load. He continued to thrust a few more times, coming down from his orgasm. Tsunade drooled as she watched the two men hold each other in the comforts of the others pleasure. Sticking two figures up her nose, she watched as Kotetsu let his soften cock slip from Izumo’s body, letting some of him cum drip onto the floor. A shudder ran down the Hokage’s back as she shook with desire. Kotetsu grabbed the other chair and sat, regaining his breath. The two spent men sprawled out on the chairs in front of the woman. She reached out and pressed the stop button.
“I will save that for later.” She whispered to herself. Izumo finally looked up at the Hokage.

“Can we go back to our posts? I’ve learned my lesson.” Izumo said while rubbing his rump. Tsunade waved her hand, dismissing the chuunin duo. They grabbed their clothes and redressed. Izumo leaned in and planted a kiss on Kotetsu’s forehead.
“I love you.” He whispered. Kotetsu smiled and repeated his words. The two walked out of the Hokage’s office, sore, but satisfied. Tsunade stood and followed them out, watching their cute little asses walk away from her. A small sigh escaped her lips. Shizune stood to stand beside the older women. Finally having the courage, she turned to ask her employer.
“Hokage-sama. Why them? Why those two?” The question had plagued Shizune the whole afternoon. Tsunade place a gentle hand on the woman’s shoulder.
“I can’t say. They just make me feel good.” Shizune noticed an off grin on the older lady’s face.
Nodding, she replied with, “Well I guess you gotta go with what feels good.” Tsunade turned and walked back into her office, while Shizune went back to her desk.
“Shizune, I’m going down for a nap. You know the drill.” Tsunade grinned as she closed the door behind her, with a faint lock turning.
“Hai, hai.” The secretary groused.

~*~*~

Gai found his mini look alike at the sparing grounds, finishing his routine warm ups. Ten-ten and Neji showed up to watch, and to support the bushy eye browed kid. It was usually an eventful occasion when the two taijutsu users squared off. Gai was feeling especially great this afternoon, seeing as his morning had made him feel youthful. Walking up the green spandex lad, Gai could hear him finishing.
“Four hundred-ninety-eight, four hundred-ninety-nine, five hundred!” Lee jumped up from his single hand push ups to greet his sensei with a salute.
“Good morning Gai-sensei!”
“Great Morning Lee!” Gai shouted with a booming laughter following it. Lee looked at his teacher with scrutiny.
“Something’s different, Gai-sensei. Did you cut your hair?” Lee asked. Gai shook his head.
“No, No. I Had A Manly Celebration This Morning That Has Renewed My Sense Of Youthfulness.” He said as he established his famous ‘nice guy’ pose. Lee looked up at his idol and pumped his arm, followed by taking on the ‘nice guy’ pose with Gai.
“Yosh!” he proclaimed loudly, as his teammates rolled their eyes from the sidelines. Neji looked over at Ten-ten.
“Are you as scared as I am right now?” he asked in his usual placid tone. Ten-ten shuddered.
“I did NOT need to have the mental image of Gai-sensei in bed.” She said as she shook in terror. “I think I need to leave before I get sick.” She said in a soft tone as she clutched her stomach. Neji helped his ill teammate to a bench outside of the arena, allowing her to recover from her shock, while sounds of Lee and Gai’s sparring floated hoarsely through the air.

~*~*~

Kakashi and Naruto were heading to a river near the training grounds when Naruto spotted a familiar white haired man.
“Ero-sannin!” he shirked as he jumped on the squatting man. The girls that Jiraiya had been spying on screamed and ran away, and thus he lost his writing subjects.
“Hey brat.” The sannin said in a flat tone as he watched the girls flee into the horizon. He stood, patting Naruto’s head. Looking up, Jiraiya saw the masked nin and grinned. “There’s the horny man I was looking for.” Kakashi raised an eyebrow, as he walked up to the pair.
“And what can I do for you.” Kakashi asked. Jiraiya reached into his breast pocket and fumbled around, looking for an item. Fetching the desired item, Jiraiya pulled out an orange covered book.
“For you.” Jiraiya winked and he placed it in the jounin’s hands. Kakashi’s jaw dropped as his face flushed
“Is this what I think it is?” he asked in giddy excitement. Jiraiya gave a satisfied nod while beaming a smile that could rival Naruto’s.
“It’s my latest book, hot off the press. Won’t be sold for another two moths or so, so you better enjoy it.” Kakashi let out a girlish shrill as he quickly opened the book and sniffed the spine. Jiraiya laughed as he watched his number one fan enjoy his present.
“Well, why don’t I be nice and take the squirt on a little road trip, and you go have yourself a great night.” Jiraiya waggled his eyebrows. Naruto jumped up in excitement.
“Yeah? You really mean it?” Naruto’s face was splitting from the largest smile he could pull off. Naruto started chanting in the background, “ramen, ramen, ramen,” as Jiraiya stepped into Kakashi’s space so as to whisper without the boy overhearing.
“How’s the boy’s training?” a serious air came over the two. Kakashi looked over his shoulder to see Naruto still stomping and chanting his ramen mantra.
“Tenzou is having a hard time keeping the kyuubi chakra in check. Maybe you could check on his seal?” Kakashi said, getting serious. Jiraiya closed his eyes and nodded in deep thought.
“Alright. I’ll let Tsunade baa-chan know I’ll be taking the boy off your hands for a few days.” Stepping back, Jiraiya turned back to the orange ninja. “Naruto, come with me. I’m going to teach you the art of getting laid!”

Kakashi watched them bound into the horizon on the prospects of finding women. Kakashi cracked the spine to his new book, and was about to read the first line, when he remembered his promise to Tenzou. With a sigh, he closed the book and placed it in one of his pockets. Making his way to the jounin’s house, Kakashi thought about the bet, and started planning schemes and ideas. Before he knew that his feet started walking, he was at his companion’s house. A nice smell wafted into the streets, and Kakashi knew he was in for a treat.

TBC

AN: hope you all are enjoying this ^.^ So who knew that Lady Hokage was a yaoi fan? :P lol Will be getting to the bet shortly...and then begins the attempts at Ibiki fuckage! Yeah! So bear with it! This is un-beta'd again, sorry. Same as always, point out anything. Leave comments...I love comments