Too Young, Too Early

As Kakashi laid, face first in his own pillows, he recognized something as wrong. Very rarely did Gai initiate things. When he did, however, he never played a dominant role; Kakashi always took the reins. To be thrown about so casually was enough to make the copy-ninja's heart beat faster and hear his own breath catch in his throat.



"Now," started Gai. "You are going to learn," he paused as his hand once again was brought forcefully down on Kakashi's rear. "What happens to nasty little liars." Kakashi was forecfully rolled to his back, his mask ripped off, and his lips were captured in a rough and yet altogether passionate kiss. Gai did not beat around the metaphoric bush as he immediately gained access to the deepest recesses of Kakashi's mouth. He fisted one hand in the other Jounin's hair and pulled harshly down, removing his love's mouth from his own, but alternately revealing the most sensitive portions of his neck.



"You'll be happy you wear that mask after I'm done with you."



Gai's forceful words were punctuated with Kakashi's shallow, short breaths. His hips were already bucked instinctively forward and unfamiliar ideas were crossing through his one-track mind. His erection throbbed painfully with every bite at his neck, nearly in tune with Gai's harsh affections.



Kakashi's hands raced to Gai's vest, pushing it off of him. A small flash of silver alerted Gai that a kunai had been drawn only a moment before his spandex was cut away from his toned body. Moonlight poured in through the window, cascading the pale, muscular body of Might Gai with a delicious light. Kakashi, attempting to take the control away from Gai, reached to pin him down, but was met with prepared resistance.



"I told you that you are being punished, Hatake." Kakashi registered the use of his surname as Gai jerked his hands violently above his head and tied them to a bedpost. The kunai that he had used to cut away Gai's clothing was drawn from his hip holster. The quick zipping of a knife through fabric told Kakashi that his clothes were being cut off of his body.



A cold breath of air washed over his throbbing erection, causing it to twitch. A cruel laugh rang throughout the room. Kakashi attempted his most angry face, but found it near impossible because Gai reached up and pulled Kakashi's headband over his remaining eye. On the way back down from Kakashi's face, Gai's hands scratched deep gouges along the washboard stomach of his mate.



"It seems my piece of meat is a little too eager for his punishment," Gai spat, anger rising in his voice. Kakashi was briefly aware that Gai's hands had left his body before a tight grip enclosed his hardened member. A gasp, just short of a small yelp escaped Kakashi's swollen lips: Gai's grip had tightened, and before Kakashi could get used to it, he began pumping his fist quickly, causing Kakashi's hips to twitch eratically.



Just before Kakashi was pushed over the edge, the warmth and roughness of his love's hand disappeared, leaving him whimpering from the cold that his precum enhanced.



Kakashi could not bite back a scream this time: Gai, without warning, had found his puckered hole quickly, and slammed into it. Kakashi's yell rang further than the room, but around his house. Gai laughed again, but it was full of heaving breaths.



"That's right," said Gai, removing himself almost completely before re-sheathing himself roughly again. "Scream for me." The end of this sentence was punctuated with another hoarse yell as plunged deeper into Kakashi. "God damnit, Kakashi," there was another pause as Gai shifted the other man's legs onto his own shoulders. "You're so tight."



Each time, Gai removed himself to his crown, and pounded back in, relishing the feel of his partner's velvety inner walls and how tightly they squeezed his erection. Gai smiled to himself, removing his tight grip on Kakashi's sweaty hips to wipe sweat from his own eye. Kakashi had always been the one behind; and thus he had never known that when Gai finally got his way, his member being substantially larger than Kakashi's, that it would stretch him nearly past his limits.



Kakashi, to Gai's surprise, lasted longer than Gai did his first time. Just the continued friction on his prostate caused him to come on his own chest, but not without splattering his partner. At this too-erotic sight, Gai lost control, spasming into Kakashi and allowing the release of his own seed.



The kunai flashed again, and both men were reunited on the bed, a tired Gai heaving on top of the punished Jounin.