Note: This is written for Peachandbetty, who shares my perversion for bi-sexual threesome fics. It will only have three chapters. This is rated M for language and sexual situations that involve homoerotism. If this offends you, please turn back now. If not, please enjoy.

Chapter 1: How Did This Happen? Who The Hell Cares!

Sakura wrestled with sleep as she lay on the tarp floor of her small traveling tent, one of two that she and her two fellow ANBU companions had taken to packing since it was summer -for mosquitoes just loved the taste of their blood.

Flopping over onto her side, using her pack as a makeshift pillow, the kunoichi once again tried with all her might to finally fall asleep. Regrettably, the sandman’s grasp was out of reach, just as it had been for the past forty-five minutes since she, Sai, and Kiba had left Akamaru by the dwindling campfire to keep watch over them for the night.

Sighing, Sakura’s lashes fluttered open as she flopped onto her back while going about rubbing the heels of her palms into her dry eyes just as the sound of something caught her attention to her far off right.

Lowering her hands, Sakura, grumpy and blurry-eyed, turned toward the direction of the unfamiliar sound and waited for its reappearance as she tried to make the netted wall before her come into focus.

After a few moments, the female gave said wall a cloudy dubious look before flipping back onto her other side -counting sheep being of a higher importance to her than a noise that just might end up being Kiba snorting in his sleep.

Then as she was about to resign the sound to the enigma that was the Inuzuka’s nasal passages, Sakura heard it again and this time much louder.

Stopping in mid-motion of laying her head down again, Sakura vaguely noticed whatever it was sounded much more like a…a dog licking himself?

Friggen Akamaru, keep it down!

Giving a disheartened moan at the dog’s poor choice of pastime, Sakura tugged the spare shirt she was using as a makeshift blanket up over her head to muffle her surroundings.

However, just as her lids were about to slide back down in another vain attempt to catch some much needed winks, the sound of the canine having way too much fun lapping at …whatever…took a turn for the weird.

Giving a grumble, brain foggy and eyes clouded with a tired daze, the woman, near the end of her tether, pushed up on her elbow while turning her half-lidded, dead stare toward the side wall again.

“What the hell?” The sleepy woman grumbled as she gradually began to sit up with her eyes still trained on their targeted space of tent. Curiosity got the best of her as she stilled.

Again, that slurpished wet noise appeared, but this time, like the last, something else followed after. Only this time recognizable, “…ah…”

Sakura’s jaw dropped as she portrayed a frozen statue, eyes wide in surprise.

There it was again, “…nnnah…”

After picking the bottom of her chin up from the ground, the now alert female whispered in disbelief, “Holy shit,” for even her slow waking brain could guess something was going on. However, exactly what that something was, she didn’t know.

But by all rights, that was no dog. That was a human voice! A male voice to be exact and one definitely coming from the other side of her wall -a place where two certain shinobi were supposed to be sleeping!

Half laying, half sitting against the pack he was supposed to be using as a pillow of sorts, Kiba continuously ran a hand up and down the back of Sai’s neck into the other’s close cropped hair as the pale male perched between his legs ran his lips along the underside of what now hung out of the fanged shinobi’s opened trousers.

With a hand pushing up the black netted shirt above the Inuzuka's navel and with Sai's other palm braced on the male’s inner thigh, the ink-user continued to rub the softness of his parted mouth along Kiba’s hardening length teasingly.

Kiba let his neck fall back as Sai paused at the head, before sensually smoothing his tongue over the damp slit, tasting the salty bit of mouth watering delight that made his own dick harden in his pants.

If the artistically inclined male had a fetish, it was exactly for what he was lashing his current attention on. He loved feeling the silky firmness of the veined flesh as he stroked it, including his own. He loved the way it reacted to his touch, like a living entity all its own, one that could please him in so many ways and he it.

From his own masturbartory ways, he knew his way around this particular area. He knew it liked particular attention to the top and how it, like his own, liked constant, loving affection when aroused –something he was more than willing to give as he happily continued on in his actions.

As for the man Sai was bringing pleasure to... Kiba was lost and he didn’t want to be found.

Just how this had all started, the Inuzuka couldn’t rightfully remember as he watched the other male slather the mushroomed end of his column of rigidness with his slick, wet muscle that made Kiba’s thighs involuntarily twitch with the act. All he could remember through the haze swirling around in his head now was a vague something about size and the idea to compare.

But all that was mute now as the Inuzuka's teammate, a man who he had argued against being stuck with no more than two years ago, situated himself on his knees in front of him while swallowing his cock whole.

Fuck…

Kiba never knew that having another man sucking his dick could be this sweet. There was just something terribly taboo about the whole thing that left a wickedly delicious taste in his mouth as Sai continued to fit what was fit to burst inside his own.

Mmmm… So warm… so wet… so damn good…

From the way the other shinobi had taken his length and girth straight down his throat -and all the way to the base- Kiba was left with the impression that there was no way Sai was a beginner. He had obviously done this before, but then again, the Inuzuka couldn’t give two shits as he watched his own engorged flesh slowly reappear as that sexy little mouth of Sai’s slid back up from its place nestled in the soft thatch of Kiba’s pubic hair.

“…Good God…” Kiba unconsciously ground out between his clenched, slightly fanged teeth as the mouth between his spread legs took its sweet time coming up to just below the underside of his cockhead.

Sai paused there, suckling the smooth skin tightly encased within his lips, making sure to massaged the under ridges of the head in the process as his tongue swirled the tip with languid circles that made the other male's head spin.

Kiba’s toes curled as his spread legs shivered and for good reason. Fingers curling in Sai’s hair, the pleasured male closed his eyes and listened to the erotic sound that was being sucked off so grandly.

A part of Kiba knew that Sai being so loud at his work probably wasn’t a good idea, what with a certain kunoichi spaces away in her own tent, but right then, he didn’t care. That wet suction, that aroused hum, and those damn drawn out, breathy, “aaahs” Sai gave as he pulled back and licked the Inuzuka's glistening rod with delicious delight made the affected male want to come all too quickly. And, oh good lord, when he thought about exactly where he would be coming… it made his balls tightened with anticipation even more.

“Y-you suck so fucking good….”

Hearing those words sealed the deal for the kunoichi listening into what was all too obvious to her ears. Quietly laying back down in her place, a hand descended the heated woman’s torso to the already wet warmth between her legs.

This was just too good to be true to the woman whose fetish was playing out right before her very…ears. It was a symphony of erotica that she had only witnessed in books, the hand-drawn fetish missing the soundtrack that she already knew she would never forget.

Now, it had to be said that Kiba had never been one to let his door swing the other way. However, it had been a very long time since his last rut and there was just something about Sai that was female and sensual even though he was male. Maybe it was the smooth tone of his voice or maybe it was the slight swell to his hips. But whatever it was, it had stopped Kiba’s sense from kicking in and ending what he was avidly enjoying.

Or possibly he had been wrong all this time to keep to one side for so long?

He began to question this as Sai began to take him repeatedly deep into his mouth. Up and down. Up and down he went, like a mechanized piston upon a greased bit of metal rod.

So good…

Kiba could feel his rear clench with each deep stroke of the other’s lips around him. He could feel his own hips and thighs rock with the motion as his half-lidded gaze looked down his red painted cheeks at his cock disappearing and reappearing in and out of that warm, wet orifice that he was suddenly wishing was another hole altogether.

He wanted Sai in the worst possible way. He wanted to throw that pale bit of sexyness down on all fours, mount the other male like the wild beast he was known to be and fuck the very breath from Sai's body as he quivered and moaned beneath him.

But he knew it was yet too soon. Even if he wanted to fuck Sai –oh, god, did he really want to stick his cock in another man’s ass?- he wouldn’t last long.

Kiba continued to force his hips up with the motion of Sai’s downward decant, as his hand on the back of Sai’s head equally applied its own downward force. He was literally fucking the other’s mouth as he felt the sweet bliss of euphoria coming up from below, that coil in his belly tightening as the promise of release loomed ever so near in his crotch.

Oh god, he was going to reach his climax from being sucked by another man. He was going to come in Sai’s mouth and he was going to like it!

…He was going to like it….

This fact suddenly repeated in Kiba's head over and over as he listened to the hungry noises between his legs and felt the urgent suction of his rod from the needy male. The moment he heard the muffled sound of the other's zipper being pulled down below his hunched body and heard the wet and hurried strokes Sai was giving his own dick…

Something seemed to snap in Kiba then as his features took on a twisted sneer as he thought to himself, ‘Why hold back when it’s this good and he’s obviously enjoying it so much himself?’

“Mmm....You like sucking cock don’t you?”

Sakura couldn’t believe her ears even as she slid her fingers deep inside herself with one hand as her other snaked up her torso to her right breast. Listening hard over her own breathing, Sakura heard Sai’s answer. It came in the form of a needy hum into what she was currently picturing being shoved in and out of the mouth she usually was fit to punch.

“Yeah...Does it taste good, you bastard?”

Oh my god… Sakura ground her fingers inside herself to the knuckle as she silently moaned in her spot.

“You like the taste of my cock don’t you? ...Fuck yeah...”

Holy shit… The kunoichi bit her lip to keep from crying out as she heard the accompaniment of Sai’s answering hum yet again. This was all too hot for one lone woman to bear.

“You want my cum too, don’t you?....Mmmm....Suck it like that and I'll give you all you want...”

Needless to say, the fingers around Sakura’s nipple pinched hard as her hips bucked into her own hand with the kunoichi silently screaming into the vast recesses of her mind, internally egging on the two teammates she never would have guessed would dabble so, even in her wildest dreams.

"Suck his cock, Sai," Sakura silently urged as her thighs clenched around her moving hand.

'Make Kiba cum for me...'

'Make him cum good and loud for me to hear…'

Kiba’s last words were his undoing as he roughly pulled Sai, by the back of the hair, off his already pulsing meat, letting the streams of his hot liquid splash over the other male’s opened mouth.

“S-Son of a b-bi- haaahnnnn!” The Inuzuka cried as the muscles of his stomach bunched, the male hissing through grit teeth as the euphoria flowed through him even as something else flowed out.

With a hand gripping hard the end of his member, squeezing out every last drop of volcanic essence he had to offer, the climaxing male's other hand kept Sai’s face steady as he poured out his own brand of cocktail to drink all over his appreciative lover's lips and that talented tongue that Kiba now knew he couldn’t get enough off.

Watching Sai happily licking his coated lips and the saturated end of Kiba's slicked flesh for more…

The spent male, having experienced his first homoerotic episode, was in heaven.

Hand over her own mouth, Sakura continued to bite into her palm as her body spasmed with erratic shudders, her teammates' ecstasy having greatly equally her own.

Even as her tensed body began to unbow from its arched position over the floor, Sakura heard the wet telltale signs of Kiba’s own cleaning service –compliments of an accomplished Sai.

Retracting her own soiled hand from its place, the somewhat sated kunoichi paused as she heard Kiba growl something that made her thighs moisten yet again, “Mmmmm...Don’t you worry, Sai. I’m gonna repay the favor and make you cream all over that pretty belly of yours.”

Sakura bit her lip as she nixed the idea of cleaning off her fingers, for it seemed the boys hadn't finished their fun…and that meant hers hadn't come to an end either.

With the words, “Bring that ass over here,” coming from Kiba, Sakura was all too happy to continue imagining Sai doing just that.

-To Be Continued-