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 One: The Idea

It started as a bet, a dumb bet albeit, but a bet nonetheless.

Kakashi, Iruka, Tenzou, Gai, Genma, Raidou and the two desk jockeys, Izumo and Kotetsu, were at the bar on their usual gang hangout night. It was a the one day a week where all eight buddies could get together and recall the horrors of the week, each trying to outdo the other. Kakashi raised his hand in the air and swiveled his glass around, letting the bar maid know that the table was ready for another order of sake. After noting that she had gotten the order, he lowered his arm and with his one exposed eye, he came into the conversation.
“-and then Naruto was concentrated sooooo hard, he passed out!” Tenzou concluded while motioning with his hands in a wild gesture. The group bellowed out in a roar of laughter. Kakashi leaned back as his smile went hidden behind his mask. The order of sake made its way to their table, and Gai pulled out his wallet.
“Thank You Miss For Delivering The Drinks In A Timely Fashion! You Have The Spirit Of Youth Within You!” Gai beamed loudly in his over exaggerated manner. Poor Genma and Raidou on either side of him had to cover their ears. Iruka chuckled at the sight. Gai is a pretty happy drunk, he thought to himself.
“Thanks for picking up the tab.” Iruka commented with a smirk, while the two beside Gai glared at him. Oh, he’s doing this on purpose, Raidou thought. Gai began a long winded speech about how alcohol made him feel young again, when Genma slapped a hand over the big hulks drunk mouth and the young waitress saw this as her chance, taking the money from his hand and smiled meekly as she left, in a hurry. The two desk jockeys began a friendly game of shot for shot, and were exchanging blows. Needless to say, they were both past their alcohol tolerance. Tenzou looked over at the giggling idiots and couldn’t help his own laughter.

Without warning, Gai shot up, standing at his full height.
“Friends.” He declared. “I Believe I Am Drunk!” he announce with a satisfied nod. The two jockeys throwing punches stopped to look as Gai swung a little from side to side. He had to grab his chair to stabilize himself. They too stood, deciding it was time to leave. Saying their salutations, the three staggering nin tried to walk out the door. Kotetsu tripped over his own foot and began to cry out as he fell. Imuzo tried to help his fallen comrade, but completely missed his target. Kotetsu’s hand shot out, grabbing the back of Gai’s vest, effectively pulling him down with them. The three laid on the floor giggling like little schoolgirls.

Genma looked at the remaining men, one at a time, as he looked around the table.
“Well?” he asked. No one made eye contact with him, Tenzou whistled nervously for dramatic effect. “Fine. I guess I’ll play babysitter tonight and make sure they all get home safely.” The senbon sucking nin huffed out as he stood. Kakashi moved his lazy eye to look at the perturbed man as he stood.
“Why thanks pal.” He said oh-so-sweetly and his exposed eye glimmered. Genma grabbed his glass, choking back his last drink before he turned his back on the small group and waved his arm dismissing them while calling back, “hai, hai.”

The four remaining men burst out in laughter as they watched Genma try, and fail, to pick up the green beast while the other two grabbed onto either one of his feet. Genma turned his head back with pleading eyes, begging for someone, anyone, to help him out. Raidou’s laughter subsided after a few minutes, and he started to feel sorry for the poor man.
“Well, looks like that’s my cue to leave.” His soft, but low voice said. Iruka looked up at him.
“That’s right, you have a mission to Mist tomorrow, don’t you.” Raidou nodded as he looked at the men.
“See you around, boys.” He said before leaving the table.

Genma was relieved to see one of his friends coming to help him out. A smile plastered itself on his face as he began to thank the man.
“Ah, Raidou, buddy. Thanks for helping out. I think Kotetsu is getting a little horny here and I could really-” Genma let his words fall as he saw the man simply walk past him with a little smirk and a nod of his head. Genma stood in complete awe as his pants were unfastened by the desk jockey without his knowledge, earning him another round of laughter from the older three who watched from their table. Realizing what was happening, a flushed Genma grabbed hold of the now unconscious Gai and made the signs for the transport jutsu. In a poof of smoke, the four were gone. Kakashi smirked after seeing Genma’s ducky boxers. Their laughter subsided after a few moments.
“I wonder what he’s going to do with the three of them in his house?” Iruka offered, allowing their mind to provoke dirty thoughts. Tenzou face was hurting from laughing so much.
“Well, we all know what Kotetsu wanted. And Imuzo will follow suit shortly.” The three raised a silent toast to Genma for sacrificing himself.

Iruka and Tenzou began a conversation about the children at the academy as Kakashi’s mind wondered about which one of these fine, sexy men he was going to take home with him tonight. He had been in a casual relationship with both of them for over a year, and neither of the two ukes minded the other in his life. Kakashi still hadn’t worked up the nerve to ask both of them over at the same time. While he would love to screw them both, they were both two very different lovers. Tenzou was the shy and innocent whereas Iruka could become very vocal and kinky. A smile crossed Kakashi’s face as his groin stiffened at the thought of Iruka and his last session of lovemaking. He had received a noise complaint the next morning from the landlord. Tenzou had broken away from Iruka’s conversation to stare at the obviously distracted silver haired man. Looking back at Iruka, Tenzou nodded his head in Kakashi’s direction. Iruka had a mischievous glint in his eyes as his hand slid under the table.

“Well hello mister happy.” Iruka boldly said as he evidently got silver haired mans attention. Kakashi’s expression slipped for a moment as his shock spread across his face. Regaining his composure, Kakashi rubbed his clothed cock in Iruka’s hand, shocking Iruka with the response he didn’t expect to receive. Tenzou blushed and looked away, suddenly understanding what the two of them were doing. Looking across the bar in an attempt to ignore Kakashi’s low moans and grunts, Tenzou’s eyes fell upon a familiar figure at the far end of the bar. An overworked, hunched over figure, clothed in a black trench coat sat solemnly at the end of the bar with a glass in his hand. Tenzou turned back to the moaning idiots as Kakashi neared his release. Iruka’s grin grew as he withdrew his hand, which had recently found a way to bypass the clothing, back to his glass to take another swig of cold sake. Kakashi pouted as he let out a disappointed whine, the cold air hitting his bare cock.
“Harsh Iruka, harsh.” Kakashi said while shaking his head sideways, and straightening his pants. Iruka’s tan face became rosy as he blushed, circling his tongue around the rim of his glass seductively. Another small moan escaped Kakashi’s throat.
“Do you want me to jump you here?” Kakashi made a move as if to stand up, psyching Iruka out and laughed as the poor chuunin fell to the floor. Tenzou helped the man back up to his seat, as Kakashi gave a small chuckle.
“Silly dolphin. Can’t hold your liquor?” He cooed. Iruka’s blush had made its way down his neck and over his ears as he rubbed his sore bottom.
“Oh you think your bottom is sore now.” Kakashi raised an eyebrow implying his intentions. He had chosen whom he was taking home tonight. Iruka was about to protest when Tenzou interrupted their one sided conversation with, “Oi senpai, isn’t that Morino-san?” Kakashi turned his one eye to look across the bar. Indeed the head officer of interrogation and torture sat alone at the bar, most likely with a stiff drink.
“Maa Tenzou, you’ve just given me an idea.”

~*~*~

Ibiki had had another rough day. Tsunade loved to piss the interrogator off to no end. And with being head of the ANBU, he had records of every person in the village, detailing everything about them, what they did, right down to whom they were with. Tsunade loved gossip and would hound the man to no extent trying to get the classified records. Ibiki would defend the citizens, calling her nosiness a breach in confidentiality, until Tsunade would pull rank and the reluctant man would eventually hand them over. Lately, he had been good at playing hide and seek whenever the Hokage would come visit his office personally. Smirking as he remembered the irate sannin tearing the ANBU headquarters apart looking for him while he hid in his office closet. Ibiki took another sip of his cold drink, swirling the ice cube around the glass for good measures.
“Why do I even bother some days?” he silently asked himself. Ibiki was debating within his mind about retiring for the night when he noticed the three clowns in the corner. Ibiki knew about the little love triangle the three had going on, and surprisingly, he had still managed to keep that little unknown fact a secret from the busty Hokage. A small smirk crossed his face. The things I know, he thought. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tenzou looking at him, but cared not. He was used to people staring at him, at his scars. Ibiki was about to leave when Kakashi spooked Iruka into falling flat on his ass. Maybe one more drink, he thought as he raised his glass in signal of it needing to be refilled. This could get interesting.

~*~*~

“So what’s this brilliant idea?” Iruka asked, placing his glass back down on the table. Kakashi flicked his wrist in Ibiki’s direction.
“When’s the last time you think he was laid?” Kakashi asked curiously. Tenzou spat out his drink in shock.
“Senpai!” Tenzou stared wide-eyed at his former captain. Kakashi replied with a non-committal shrug of the shoulders.
“Just asking.” The wheels in Iruka’s inebriated mind slowly turned.
“Where are you going with this?” the teacher asked. Kakashi just looked at the two men.
“Well I say we should have some fun. A challenge.” The other two stared at Kakashi, waiting for the jounin to continue, not getting where he was going with this. “A bet. Lets put some money on this challenge and have some fun!” Kakashi’s enthusiasm sparked Iruka to comply before knowing the rules. Tenzou, being a little more cautious for knowing what his senpai was capable of, asked for the details before agreeing. Kakashi laid out the details.
“Lets call this Operation Ibiki Nookie.” Iruka giggled, being a little too drunk to understand the situation and the silliness of the word. Kakashi continued, “Rules are simple. Every one who places money down has three days to do whatever it takes to get Ibiki to fuck them. I’ll get a sheet for our next meet and we can sign up for our days. That way we can get the others in on it after they recover.” Tenzou nodded. It sounded like a great challenge, but he was still looking for the catch. Kakashi was good with small details.
“I suppose that Ibiki-san shouldn’t know about this challenge?” Tenzou added. Kakashi nodded in agreement. Iruka opened his wallet and threw down a hundred dollars. The silver hair man looked at Tenzou.
“Since you are more responsible then us, I’ll leave you to the finances of the bet.” Kakashi stated. Tenzou nodded in agreement.
“Well, Naruto will want to train again tomorrow. That kid has too much energy, and I need rest. I will see you in the morning senpai.” Tenzou stood, taking Iruka’s money. Kakashi nodded.
“I’ll bring my money tomorrow.”
Tenzou began to walk away, but turned to add, “Don’t stay up too late, senpai. I will need your help tomorrow.” Kakashi winked at Tenzou, and Tenzou knew he would be training Naruto alone again tomorrow as Kakashi recovered. With a sigh and a silent curse, Tenzou left the bar, leaving Iruka and Kakashi alone.

Iruka, after having his fill of alcohol, was ready to leave the bar and relieve some stress.
“Oh ’Kashi, walk me home, will you?” a slight slur alerted Kakashi about his chuunin friends state.
“Sure thing sensei.” Kakashi wrapped an arm around Iruka’s shoulder, supporting the other man. Looking over at Ibiki, Kakashi nodded and made the signs to transport back to his house. Ibiki raised a glass in their direction before turning back to the bar. I don’t know if I feel bad for the ANBU ops who have to report the things they do, he mentally laughed. Bet it’s one hell of a show, he smirked inwardly before placing his money on the bar, and leaving to rest for the night.

Kakashi and Iruka appeared in the living room of Kakashi’s apartment. Placing Iruka on the couch, Kakashi removed his flack jacket and his turtleneck to reveal his tight fitting black tank. Iruka was panting, whether from arousal or the alcohol, Kakashi didn’t know or care. He pulled the teachers flack jacket and turtleneck off and began fumbling with the zipper on Iruka’s pants. Iruka squirmed as Kakashi leaned it to gently flicked one perked nipple with his hand. A cry escaped Iruka’s lips as Kakashi thought about the noise complaints he was going to get tomorrow. Becoming frustrated with the article of clothing, Kakashi gave up and pulled the chuunin’s pants and boxers off his slender hips to expose Iruka’s cock which stood proud and hard. Iruka whined as the cool air hit his freed member. Kakashi pulled his own pants off, exposing his own hard shaft, and the fact that he hadn’t been wearing any underwear.
“Oh, you are going to get it tonight.” Kakashi warned. “After that daring little stunt at the bar.” Kakashi kneeled beside Iruka on the little couch, and scooped the smaller man up into his arms. Making his way to the bedroom, Iruka wrapped his arms around Kakashi’s neck.
“Will you remove your mask for me tonight?” Iruka’s moist breath hit Kakashi’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. His dick twitched at the notion.
“I suppose so love, for you.” Iruka’s eyes shone in the dim light with excitement. He had never seen the jounin without his mask, and tonight was going to be the night. Iruka was placed in the middle of the bed as Kakashi crawled up the middle, resting between Iruka’s sprawled legs. Seductively, Kakashi tugged his mask down, revealing his flawless face, spare the single scar on his left eye. Iruka was filled with a warmth he had never experienced.
“Oh kami-sama, you are HOT!”
Kakashi chuckled, “And I wasn’t before.” Iruka blushed.
“That’s not what I meant. Now hurry up, I’m impatient. Tonight’s special, and I want you to fuck me into the mattress like never before.” Upon hearing Iruka’s words, Kakashi let out a growl, diving on the smaller man.
“Oh fuck Iruka. You have no idea how badly I want to screw you.” Iruka moved his hips impatiently.
“Less talkie, more screwy.” He managed to get out between pants. Kakashi pressed his fingers on Iruka’s lips, pushing in and allowing him to slick the digits with saliva.

Kakashi used one hand to play with Iruka’s weeping cock, momentarily distracting the finger that entered his rear. A muffled moan leapt from Iruka’s mouth and he ground down on the wiggling sensation within him.
“More!” He cried out, and Kakashi replied with a second finger. His other hand skillfully stroked up and down the engorged cock that lay in front of him, tracing the vein along the underside, and flicking the sensitive head on the way up. Kakashi grinned, happy to get such vocal responses out of the teacher.
“Just a bit more.” Kakashi said as a third finger entered Iruka’s ass. Iruka continued to thrust downwards on the fingers, trying to gain any friction that would grant him pleasure.
“Stay still babe, just a few seconds more. Gotta stretch you.” Kakashi couldn’t wait to plow the tight ass and a stifled moan echoed in the room. Kakashi continued to stretch the muscles, noting how relaxed they had become. He had told the chuunin to be still and Iruka was complying, which was odd for the impatient man. Kakashi stopped his ministrations when he realized the teacher had fallen asleep on him.
“Oh god dammit Iruka!” Kakashi cursed out. Sitting up straight, Kakashi looked around. “He may like a good case of blue balls, but I don’t. Now where is my book? I gotta rub one out,” he grunted as he searched his pile of close for the infamous orange covered book. “Thank you Jiraiya-sama.” He whispered, worshipping the little book. Laying back down on the bed, one hand held the book while the other one move swiftly on his already too hard dick.

TBC

AN: this is my first real fanfic...I posted it up on Y!Gallery...thought I should post it here too. Maybe get some reviews to motivate me to continue? *hint hint*