Better than I thought

**FOR MY LA FAMILIA, LOVE YOUR OCTOPUS HEAD**

I'm eating a tuna fish sandwich
And it tastes just like it should.
With the crust a little crispy
The tiny tuna tastes real good.

When I put it in the toaster
The bread goes CRACKLE! POP!
The tiny tuna tastes
Better than I thought.

The lettuce goes CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
When I take a bite.
My teeth taste tiny tuna
But my heart tastes pure delight.

Tiny Tuna Sandwich - Jolina Elizabeth Jones



Gokudera sat on Tsuna's bed, leaning his head on his hands staring at the floor.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Yamamoto was sitting across him on the floor, looking at him curiously.
"For the millionth time, yes! Stop asking!" Gokudera hissed but didn't raise his head.

They heard the door open downstairs and Tsuna's bright voice calling - Gokudera quickly looked up, a flash of panic in his eyes.

"Okay then, here we go..." Yamamoto smiled as he quickly crawled to Gokudera and pushed the boy onto his back on Tsuna's bed. "Let's give him a show..."

Gokudera's eyes were wide and his breathing fast but he nodded as Yamamoto leaned down to kiss him. The kiss was slow and deliberate, both of them straining their ears to hear Tsuna moving downstairs. Yamamoto began to undress the boy under him starting with his shirt, Gokudera arched his back letting Yamamoto peel his t-shirt off him. Yamamoto trapped Gokudera's arms in the shirt for few moments, letting the boy struggle a little enjoying watching him wiggle and seeing his brow knit with annoyance. Yamamoto kissed Gokudera again and Gokudera, his hands free again, reached up pulling the black-haired boy towards himself hungrily. There was a small rustling sound at the door and the boys looked at each other and Gokudera's grip around Yamamoto's neck tightened. Yamamoto came down, nibbling at his ear, whispering.

"Show him how much you want it..." he said as he sucked on Gokudera's neck and Gokudera let out a moan pressing into Yamamoto.

Feverishly Gokudera starting ripping Yamamoto's shirt off him and the boy laughed his soft laugh and sat back taking his t-shirt off. Then the boys were back on each other, rushing to open each others belts, both panting and their hands colliding.

"Quickly..." Gokudera hissed, impatient, as Yamamoto was pulling down his jeans when they suddenly heard Tsuna tumbling into the room.

They both turned to see Tsuna on the floor on his knees, his face red as a lobster. There was a second of silence and then Tsuna spoke.

"I was just..." he said, looking at his hands but then not quite being able to look away from his two half naked friends on top of each other.

Gokudera buried his face into his hands not brave enough to look at Tsuna in the eyes, but Yamamoto as always was on the top of the situation. He leaped out of the bed and knelt next to Tsuna who now was now trying to get up in a hurry.

"I didn't mean to..." Tsuna said but Yamamoto took his head into his large hands and pulled the embarrassed boy into a deep kiss.

While Yamamoto pried Tsuna's lips open with his tongue and tasted him, Gokudera behind them let out a mewl. Gokudera always tasted of smoke and cigarettes and gunpowder, but Tsuna tasted like mints and strawberries and the way the boy trembled under his palms had innocence and softness Yamamoto's silver-haired lover had never possessed. For a fraction of a second Yamamoto reconsidered their plan to seduce Tsuna but then Tsuna returned his kiss: it was clumsy and slobbery and eager like a puppy's. Yamamoto let his hand slide down Tsuna's back, pulling him closer feeling his slender frame against his naked chest. Tsuna let out the sexiest little soft sigh and blinked as Yamamoto moved him so that Gokudera could see them better. Gokudera's hands were still on his burning cheeks, but he watching them from between his fingers and his expression was somewhere between terror and jealousy and bliss for being so close to something previously unattainable.

Yamamoto buried his hand into Tsuna's unruly hair and it felt exactly as silky smooth on his fingers as he had wished it would be and he pulled the shivering boy closer and kissed him again. Tsuna responded faster this time, sucking on Yamamoto's tongue whimpering, gasping for breath, his hesitant hands on Yamamoto's wide shoulders.

"Yamamoto..." it wasn't Tsuna but Gokudera who called his name, pleading.

Gokudera never asked for anything, his requests were always given in form of angry commands ("put it in - now, idiot!") and hearing him use this kind of tone was startling. Yamamoto opened his eyes and glanced at the other boy on the bed, and even though his initial intention had been to tease Gokudera a little while longer and to enjoy Tsuna by himself, there was real distress in his lover's eyes. Yamamoto smiled the way he hoped was reassuring, then gave Gokudera a short nod to sit up which the boy quickly did. Gokudera was half naked, his underwear still on, topless save the heavy studded leather cuffs on his wrists (that reminded Yamamoto what he looked like those wrists bound behind his back on his knees, panting - Yamamoto forced his mind on from the image). Yamamoto wrapped his arm around Tsuna's slender waist and lifted to boy up carrying him few steps to the bed and placed him between Gokudera's legs.

Tsuna opened his eyes startled but Yamamoto laughed as he started pulling Tsuna's shirt off him. Tsuna let him, getting caught up in the head hole and the sleeves and blushing, trying to hide his nakedness with his hands.

"Yamamoto... I..." Tsuna said quietly and couldn't bring himself to quite look the larger boy in the eyes.

Yamamoto kissed him again feeling Tsuna's soft lips open pliantly, and Yamamoto slid his hand along Tsuna's naked side, reaching his other hand towards Gokudera behind Tsuna - but Gokudera was sitting back, keeping his hands to himself, eyes squeezed shut. Yamamoto reached further for his hand, pulling it towards himself but Gokudera gave a very quick shake of his head and Yamamoto sighed inwardly.

"Tsuna..." he said then, breaking the kiss and snuggling to the boy's neck and ear. "You have to give Gokudera your permission..."

Tsuna looked at him blank, his eyes starting to go hazy with lust and he blinked turning, if possible, even more red.

"Do you want him to touch you, Tsuna? You know he won't if you don't give him your permission..." Yamamoto kissed and then sucked on Tsuna's neck just under his ear and made the boy give out a little gasp.

The sound made Gokudera squeeze his fists even tighter and his lips opened like he was trying to say something. Once he could speak again, Tsuna cleared his throat and tried glancing back at him.

"Gokudera-kun..." he said quietly and the boy addressed jumped, pushing forward eager.
"Yes, tenth!" he said, voice almost trembling.
"Please, don't stay back there... I mean, you and Yamamoto..." and then Tsuna blushed, getting mixed with his words again. "I mean, I don't want to get in between you two!"

Then he realized how ridiculous the statement was, considering that he was very much in between the other two boys and that was very much where they had wanted him, and tried again.

"Gokureda-kun... please..." the boy couldn't quite bring himself to say more but Gokudera took what he could.

With reverence he brought his head forward and carefully kissed the red mark Yamamoto had just made on Tsuna's neck. Yamamoto met him there and they kissed, half each other, half Tsuna's neck, tongues sliding off each other. And there were hands everywhere, Gokudera's light as a feather and hesitant, Yamamoto's firm and gentle.

"Gokudera..." Yamamoto said next time the opportunity arose. "Undress him, take off his pants..."

He knew he had already stolen Tsuna's first kiss which Gokudera had wanted so he wanted to give his angry lover something else. Gokudera's hands moved eager to Tsuna's waist, as he kissed the tenth on the neck again.

"Boss... is it okay? Can... can I?" he asked quietly.

Tsuna didn't answer but eyes closed slid his hands over Gokudera's, helping him to open his belt buckle. Gokudera muttered a litany of low thank-yous as they wiggled Tsuna's pants over his slender hips. Yamamoto sat back to his heels on the floor, watching the two undress each other - he had expected to feel more jealous for Gokudera's undivided attention to Tsuna, but the way he approached the tenth was so different, so soft and caring he felt his heart melt. They had peeled Tsuna out of his jeans and he was only left with his boxers, his erection tenting them but the boy blushed not quite ready to part with them.

Awkward pause made Yamamoto join in again. He came behind Tsuna, guiding the boy's hands to Gokudera's hips to pull down his underwear.

"Don't be afraid Tsuna..." Yamamoto whispered into his ear. "I'll show you what he likes..."

Gokudera's stiff cock bobbed out of his underwear, and Yamamoto interlaced his fingers with Tsuna's to grab it. He pushed Tsuna's thumb along the slit moist with precum, rubbed it up and down listening to Gokudera's breathing turn labored. There was none of his normal aggressiveness or brash, and Yamamoto guided Tsuna's hand to slow strokes while he brought his other hand to Gokudera's chest. It was there where Tsuna too initiative, ghosting his fingertips over Gokudera's nipple making him gasp. Yamamoto reached over Tsuna's shoulder and kissed his partner who replied hungrily, lifting up to meet him.

"I'm gonna fuck him first, Tsuna..." Yamamoto said and found his voice low and raspy.

Gokudera was staring at him with half-closed eyelids as Yamamoto pulled a tube of lubricant from his trouser pocket. Tsuna, too, was now watching him as he liberally spread the cold gel onto his hand and then slicked his cock, pumping it slowly watching Tsuna's embarrassed face as he wanted to look away but couldn't.

"Haha... Do you want to touch it?" he chuckled and Tsuna hesitantly nodded.

Slowly the boy reached his hand towards Yamamoto, and Yamamoto moved closer gasping as Tsuna's delicate fingers touched him, gently wrapping around his length.

"Harder Tsuna, like I showed you..." Yamamoto breathed as Tsuna's grip become more confident as he increased his speed. "Aaahh... That's enough..."

Gently Yamamoto unwrapped Tsuna's finger and Tsuna looked at him alarmed.

"Was it not... did I do it wrong?" he asked and Yamamoto shook his head.
"Quite the opposite...haha..." he laughed as he bent over Gokudera who had been forgotten for a moment and was leaning on his elbows looking at them.

He didn't want preparation, Yamamoto knew this much. And he loved the flicker of pain on Gokudera's face when he first penetrated him, the low guttural sound he made, the way his fingers involuntarily curled. Yamamoto knew Tsuna was staring at them but for a moment he couldn't care about anything else except the tightness around his cock, the almost painful friction and the way Gokudera shifted to let him in deeper. This never got old, no matter how many times he did it.

"Ahh... Hayato... it feels so good..." he mumbled softly, closing his eyes just feeling Gokudera's pulse around his cock.

When he opened them he found that Tsuna had turned his gaze away, looking somewhat worried. Yamamoto pulled the boy closer to himself, guiding his hand to Gokudera's cock again.

"Make him feel good, Tsuna..."

Tsuna started stroking Gokudera again and Gokudera moaned as Yamamoto started a steady rhythm, fucking him as Tsuna was jerking him off. Yamamoto knew Gokudera wouldn't last for long, the way his body spasmed and way he was gripping Tsuna as each of Yamamoto's thrusts shook his body. Then his body went rigid as he came over Tsuna's hands who looked scared for few seconds then blinked his eyes as Gokudera cursed softly in Italian.

"Thank you tenth..." he whispered, then glanced at Yamamoto - not saying anything but Yamamoto knew.
"Taste it, Tsuna..." Yamamoto and brought his own hand to his mouth as to demonstrate.

Tsuna blinked again and hesitantly brought his hand up then shaking his head embarrassed. Yamamoto took Tsuna's hand then and brought it to his own mouth licking Gokudera's seed off it. He didn't take his eyes off Tsuna until he had finished licking his hand clean, then pulled Tsuna in for a kiss knowing the boy would taste Gokudera on his lips. Yamamoto was still painfully hard as he pulled out and Gokudera grunted, but his body was now relaxed after his orgasm. Tsuna glanced at Yamamoto and then did a double take on the boy's large organ, defiantly standing erect and he didn't know where to put his eyes. Yamamoto laughed again.

"Haha... come on Tsuna, I know he won't so I'll have to..."

He grabbed Tsuna's waist and pulled him to himself feeling the boy's soft skin on his cock hearing him gasp. He kissed the boy trying to calm him down, then bending him down on all fours on top of Gokudera who was still lying on his back on the bed. Yamamoto edged his fingers under Tsuna's boxer's waistband and heard the boy draw in a sharp breath as he slowly pulled the boxers down. Revealed were Tsuna's pert buttocks and Yamamoto felt his cock jump as he slid his still slick fingers onto the crack hearing Tsuna let out a quiet squeal. Then Gokudera grabbed his wrist, looking at him from under Tsuna even more angrily and he usually did.

"If you... hurt the tenth, I will kill you..." he was bearing his teeth and for once Yamamoto knew he meant exactly what he said.
"Come on Gokudera..." Yamamoto smiled but his eyes were serious. "I didn't hurt you first time either... In fact I remember you wanting a second round before... ouch..."

He was cut off by Gokudera painfully squeezing wrist.

"Well you do your part!" Yamamoto yelped as he reached for more lubricant spreading it over his fingers.

Tsuna was gasping now and Yamamoto knew Gokudera had touched him and he took advantage of the distraction finding Tsuna's puckered hole and carefully inserting his finger. There was resistance and then his finger slid in eliciting more gasps from Tsuna but he wasn't sure anymore which ones were because of him and which ones from his right hand man. Gokudera was certainly proficient with his right hand and Yamamoto swallowed rapidly remembering some especially hot moments in a dark movie theater as his slid his finger in deeper. Yamamoto waited until the boy had stop tensing before adding a second finger, now curling them looking for Tsuna's sweet spot - a surprised yelp and a jerk later he confirmed it's location.

Getting Tsuna to relax again took some time. Gokudera was under him, kissing and caressing him and Yamamoto was on top of him, slowly stretching his tiny hole, massaging his buttocks and kissing his shoulders and his back. Slowly though the tenth Vongola boss relaxed with the administrations of his two closest friends until Yamamoto was confident he could fuck the boy without hurting him. He retracted his fingers and replaced them with his cock, bending down so his lips almost touched Tsuna's ear, his softer than soft hair ticking in nose and breathed in the boy's faint smell.

"Relax... I've never let anyone hurt you, I won't hurt you now..." he whispered as he pushed in.

If Gokudera had been tight, Tsuna was almost impenetrable and Yamamoto cried out as he slowly slid in. The terrified boy was so rigid and tight Yamamoto saw stars as he got used to the feeling.

"Is he hurting you, tenth?" Gokudera asked in a low and serious voice. "I'll get him off you if you want..."

Tsuna shook his head, his eyes squeezed shut. "I can... I can take it, Gokudera-kun..."

With the encouragement Yamamoto pushed in little bit more and Tsuna wailed, but Yamamoto couldn't resist anymore, he had to move to loosen the unbearable tightness. Gokudera swallowed Tsuna's cries in his mouth as Yamamoto rolled his hips finally starting to feel Tsuna loosening and he let out a sigh between his teeth as the wave of intense pleasure hit him. Few more thrusts and the boy under him quieted, now only whimpering his head drooping between his shoulders.

"Gokudera..." Yamamoto grunted as he slid his arms around Tsuna's waist. "Give me a hand..."

Yamamoto lifted Tsuna up while sitting back on his heels and Gokudera supported the tenth's head that would have otherwise lolled uncontrollably letting it rest on Yamamoto's broad shoulder. Yamamoto tried to catch Gokudera to kiss him but the boy was already going down on Tsuna, hungrily swallowing his boss' stiff cock into his mouth. As Gokudera's mouth touched his cock Tsuna was brought to life again, finding himself impaled on Yamamoto's cock being serviced by Gokudera and he let out a squeal.

"Gokudera-kun..." he yelped, then his fingers slid into the silver hair now bobbing up and down enthusiastically.

Now that Tsuna was more awake again Yamamoto's aching cock demanded attention and he pushed Tsuna to his knees and started moving again. With each thrust he forced Tsuna's hips to move, making Gokudera deepthroat the tenth which he knew his partner to be more than capable of. Tsuna was whining again as the moved in unison and Yamamoto knew he was close, so close he could feel the tightness in his sacks and he squeezed Tsuna even closer as he unloaded with a loud grunt.

For few moments everything was black until Tsuna's heavy panting brought Yamamoto back. The boy obviously hadn't cum yet and he was shivering all over, when Yamamoto slowly pulled out Tsuna wailed and some of the cum dripped out. Yamamoto pulled Tsuna against his chest, placing him comfortably between his legs and looked at Gokudera who was one his knees wiping his mouth to the back of his hand.

"Shh..." Yamamoto said in a low voice, softly kissing Tsuna's ear. "Gokudera's gonna make you cum now..."

Tsuna let out a mewl as Gokudera started sucking him off again and it didn't take more than few moments for Tsuna to jerk and buck his hips, obviously going over the edge. Gokudera's adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, then carefully licked Tsuna's now softening cock clean as Yamamoto held him tightly.

"Gokudera-kun... thank you..." Tsuna said softly and tenderly swept some of the silver strands off his face. Then he bent his neck back to kiss Yamamoto. "Thank you, Yamamoto..."

The three of them were quiet for few moments letting their breathing calm in comfortable silence that was only broken by the sound of a door opening downstairs. I-Pin's and Lambo's bright voices echoed in the hall followed by Bianchi's lower voice. By the time Lambo ran in, the three boys were fully dressed and sitting around the table with their homework open.