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Fruit of Thy Loincloth	By : EvilFuzzy Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Fruit of Thy Loincloth
An Avatar: the Last Airbender crack thingy
By
EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This chapter depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.
(also this shit is complete fucking crack)

Katara and Zuko really were not sure whether to be happy or disappointed when they finally realized what Aang had meant. On the one hand, they had sorely hoped to see more hot airbender on Loin-god action. On the other hand, Aang was quite cute, they had to agree, in that very small swimsuit of his, water running down his lean, youthful body as he rode on the massive fish.
Plus, this meant more Sokka time for themselves, which they were very happy to seize. Particularly when they saw the stiffie he was getting from watching Aang, and knew that he was enjoying the sight as much as they were.
Smiling to one another, Zuko and Katara decided to also strip down to their swimclothes, since the weather was nice for this time of year. Katara was thus left in her breast-bindings and long, wraparound under-skirt. Zuko, whereas, was left in tight trunks after the fashion that was preferred by most Fire Nation men these days.
Sokka eyed both appreciatively, between watching Aang play around, and Appa was busy gorging himself on the local plant life alongside Momo, who plucked nibbled various nuts and seeds. But Zuko and Katara were interested only in one particular pair of nuts, and the seed they produced.
Sokka shook his head with a sigh, seeing the way the two were eyeing the bulge in his loincloth.
"Don't you guys think you could at least wait for Aang to finish? I'm kinda enjoying the show..." he remarked.
Katara smirked, purring lustfully as she not-so-discreetly slipped her hand onto her brother's lap, feeling the long, hard mass throbbing beneath the snow-white fabric of his loincloth – that and the spares of which he somehow always managed to keep fastidiously clean.
"So I can tell," she said, looking into his eyes with a sensual gleam of mischief in her own.
Zuko also smirked, eyes flitting briefly from Sokka's crotch to Katara's chest. While his primary interest was in the Loin-god, he had nonetheless – much like Aang – developed a certain appreciation for the body of the teen's sister, who was quite happy to act as the soft, juicy center in their hard, steamy sandwiches. Her bindings were looking a little uncomfortably tight, at the moment, and she smiled briefly up at him, perceiving where his gaze had settled.
He shrugged, though the grin did not leave his face.
"Nice view," was all he said, silently appreciative of the way he could see Katara's nipples through the fabric.
"Same here," was what she said in reply, licking her lips as she let her gaze flit down to the bulge in Zuko's trousers. While it was not half the size of Sokka's, the firebender was nonetheless very well-endowed in his own right, and Katara could certainly appreciate the muscular, toned package he came in.
Sokka simply grinned, seeing how the two were flirting, and also still watching Aang riding the elephant koi. They were all quite interested in one another, and aside from the common interest they all shared in Sokka, every member of the Gaang had plenty of fun with every other member.
Which was why Sokka was hardly surprised when Katara teasingly removed her breast-bindings, before leaning across her brother's lap to give Zuko a deep, hungry kiss.
As Katara's lips met his, and as her tongue met his, Zuko raised his right hand to cup one of her breasts. The other, he laid upon Sokka's lap, pulling down the Loincloth's loincloth.
Sokka grunted appreciatively at the feeling of Zuko's hand on his shaft, and also at the show he was getting from the firebender and his sister. Then he hissed when he felt Katara's left hand join Zuko's, and saw her other pull down the scarred prince's trunks to rest upon the firebender's own manhood. Deciding he didn't want to be left out, he then proceeded to place a hand on either of their behinds (removing the rest of Katara's swimclothes in the process), massaging and kneading their bums.
The two moaned happily into one another's mouths, feeling their mutual obsession's hands fondling their buttocks. Their lust further aroused by the sensation, they became that much more passionate in their ministrations to one another, and to Sokka as well.
Zuko squeezed and groped Katara's modest, developing breasts at the same time that he rubbed and stroked Sokka's peerless pecker, while his tongue twined and danced with Katara's. The waterbender, in turn, gripped and caressed the members of both teens, gladly teasing them onward and upward to the point of ecstasy. And she felt another pair of hands on her body, small and deft and very familiar, for how recently she had become acquainted with them. One went to her chest, to attend to the breast that Zuko neglected, while another went down to her pubic region, tickling her womanhood with remarkably nimble fingers.
She also felt something hard between her buttocks, pressing tight against her backdoor. It was in mass less than that of Zuko's, but she knew from experience that its owner was very energetic and eager to please.
She smiled, casually grinding her posterior against the pelvis of the young Avatar.
"Done riding the elephant koi?" she commented playfully, pulling away just briefly from her kiss with Zuko, letting out a soft moan as she felt Aang's hands fervently worship her body.
"I saw something more fun to ride," he said cheerfully, causing Katara to giggle a little, then mewl happily as he thrust himself into her. The airbender adored her even as much as he did Sokka, and he never missed a chance to demonstrate this with a loving delight that could rival even Sokka's natural skill or Zuko's passionate fervor.
"I'm glad to hear that," commented Sokka, moving his one hand from Katara's behind to Aang's, causing the Airbender to let out a soft yelp as he tightly squeezed his firm young buttocks.
And so they continued in this manner until they each came, and to beg your pardon for the use of such a cliche, but they did indeed come all four of them at the exact same time.

And even as Aang, Katara, Zuko, and Sokka all bathed in a warm, golden afterglow, they were suddenly attacked from the shadows. And naked as they were, satisfied but drained as they were, they did not even have the chance to put up a fight as they were hogtied and blindfolded.
When the Gaang came to, it was to find themselves tied to a large wooden pole, sans one very important member of their group.
"WHERE'S SOKKA?!" Katara cried out moments after her blindfold was removed and she saw that Aang and Zuko were both present, but not her brother. Heedless or else uncaring of the fact that she was still quite naked, the waterbender struggled furiously against her bonds. "WHAT DID YOU WHORES DO WITH HIM?!"
Aang and Zuko were not very happy, either, when they heard this.
"What?!" hissed the exiled prince of the Fire Nation, spitting a bit of flame as he did so. He was still blindfolded, though that did not stop him from attempting to glare daggers at their captors.
Aang, for his part, was trying very hard not to go ballistic and blow Kyoshi Island to Kingdom Come. He was doing an admirable job of it, too, all things considered.
By which I of course mean that he simply went into the Avatar State, unconsciously summoning a gale that shredded their ropes and blindfolds, as well as the clothes of their captors, leaving the latter dressed only in tatters as they fell to their knees in fearful awe as the girls watched the young, naked boy float up into the air surrounded by a pillar of light, his eyes and tattoos glowing with an unmistakable light.
"Oh, shit..." was the thought going through the minds of every Kyoshi Warrior present as the boy glared down at them a roared with voice of Legion:
"W̧̧̛̗̮͔̟̮̙̣ͅḨ̣̬͉̗̯Ḙ̛̘̰͔̣̙͔̥͟͢R̜͖̯Ę͍̙͇̙̯̼ͅ ̪̺͓̪̼͚͈͖͓͘I͙͈̟̟̣̮͞S͎̼̭͙̹̜̲͜ ̸̙̬̹̪͙̮ͅH҉͇̬̻́E̥͚͍̤̗̟͔̭͠?҉̨͖͖͕̣!҉͡͏̼̖̯͈̗̩̦"
There was a moment of profoundly fearful silence as the girls watched this terrifying demonstration of a power they knew could only belong to one person. None of them had the guts to confront the lad, or even simply answer his question, so frozen in utter pants-shitting terror.
At last, though, after a quick game of rock-paper-scissors, it was decided who would speak, and so a busty, black-haired young Kyoshi Warrior stepped nervously forward and said
"Umm... If you're talking about the Underkind..." she said fearfully, obviously intimidated by this awesome show of power. "Well, our commander is kinda... er... 'interrogating' him."
She said this with air-quotes, and Zuko and Katara were quick to figure out what this meant.
"Oh, that slut!" snapped Katara, standing up and glowering furiously at the assembled Kyoshi Warriors, who now realized that, due the winds being generated by the Avatar, they were nearly as naked as the young Water Tribeswoman herself.
"Y̟̼̘͙͕̤̹̫͡E̗͚̺͘͟A̛͚̕H̪̯̺͜͠!͏̡҉̤̪" cried Aang, in the thunderous, echoing voice of the Avatar State. "S̥͙̫̮͎͘H̘̹̥̰̫̬̺̗E̴̩͕̞̰͘͞ ҉̤͝C͚͇̻̙͎͉̘̀͝͝O͖͔͔͝͝U̸̷̲͔͍̗͙̻̪̜͕L̷̢̳̳̙̻D̛̞̳̮̦͞͡ ̱̹͉͜͜͝H͉̳̭̪͞A̢͙̺̖͍̯̻̹V̼̝̹̯̻̝E͏̧̠͓̙ ̷̧̖̬͔̰̪̣͉A͉̭͕͖̞̰͙͜T̷̷̳͓͞ ̡̻̟̠̰͙̺L̵̳̘̦̞̩̤͕̙̕͡E͎A̟̞̣̤̩̺͢͞S҉̳̖͚̰͠T̫̣̟͇͖͡ ͔͕̩͚̻A̟̖̦̭̜͇̲͠S̸̛̳̖͠K͇̙̣͇̻̳͝͝Ȩ̶̴̭̥̱̺̱̰D̙͚̳̝̘̣͓!̷͏͈"
Zuko nodded angrily in agreement, just as naked as the other two, in case you needed reminding, though the fire coming from his nostrils kinda distracted the Kyoshi Warriors from this fact.

At the same time, while Aang, Katara, and Zuko were making known their displeasure with recent events, the commander of the Kyoshi Warriors was having a heated, one on one session with the handsome, generously gifted Underkind.
"Oh, you're good," purred Suki appreciatively, eyeing the gorgeous, naked body of her captive, "But I'm better."
Sokka smirked at her, a wry, playful expression,
"Oh, are you?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows in a teasing, exaggerated manner.
Suki eyes widened when he made his next move.
"Oh, my!" she exclaimed. "I've never seen anyone do that with their...!" she trailed off, a little incapable of coherent speech at the moment, too stunned to properly form thoughts into words.
"Yeah," said Sokka smugly. "My dad taught me that trick, back before he left for the war."
Suki hummed appreciatively.
"Well, give him my thanks," she said, smiling foxily, "the next time you see him."
"I'll see what I can do," replied Sokka with a smirk. "But you should do something about that endurance of yours, Suki. You're folding a little too easily, here."
The commander blushed, faintly, beneath the makeup of her order.
"Ah, but there is wisdom to be found," she said lowly, suggestively, "in knowing where to stand firm, and also where to..." She paused, licking her lips, before she continued. "...yield."
Sokka chuckled, pressing the assault.
"Perhaps," he said, pushing easily through her defenses. "But I also like to be the one taking the beating, now and then."
Suki purred, eyeing him with interest.
"Really?" she said, making her move next, pulling close around his probing member. "That's a surprise. You hardly look the type."
"Yeah," said Sokka, sending a feeler up around her tight flank. "It surprised Zuko, too. I guess he figured me as the type to prefer being on the top, but..." He gave Suki a suggestive smirk. "...I like being put on the defensive, too."
"Mm, but you really are just so good at what you're doing," remarked Suki, making her move to pin him down beneath her.
"Ah, but who says I can't do it from the bottom, too?" Sokka casually replied, effortlessly maneuvering out of her lock to strike at her core.
"Oh!" Suki gasped, eyes wide. "You just took my flower!"
Sokka gave her a wry look.
"Gee," he remarked, looking up from the Pai Sho board, where he had the commander's white lotus tile held in check and mate. "It sounds awfully dirty when you put it like that."
Suki blushed.
"Well, it's hard not to have my mind immediately go there," she mumbled defensively, "considering how I can see that you are completely naked on the other side of that board. It's very distracting."
Sokka smirked.
"Distracting?" He chuckled, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Darling, you haven't even seen me at full mast, yet."
Suki's blushed deepened, and her eyes flicked down to his lower half, where his little (or not-so-little) warrior was lounging quite shamelessly in the buff.
She licked her lips.
"Oh?" she said, shifting her position opposite Sokka. "Then maybe you could show me..." she whispered suggestively, eyes sensually half-lidded as she leaned just a little bit over the Pai Sho board.
"Maybe," said Sokka, smiling. "But I think we should probably go back and check up on my friends. I don't imagine they could be very happy with my disappearance."
Suki pouted just the tiniest bit.
"Can't it wait?" she asked petulantly, looking and sounding rather like a child who had just been denied dessert.
Sokka glanced out the open window of Suki's house down to the village below, where he could see a brilliant pillar of light stretching from heaven to earth.
"No," he said. "Probably not."

A/N: So it seems there are actually people who are enjoying the crazy shit I'm doing with this. Who'da thunk it? Here's an update specially for them. :D
Chapter added: 9-19-13
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