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Welcome to the Mile High Club	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Welcome to the Mile High Club

Disclaimer: I own nadda...no, I own less than nadda...I just don't own Naruto T__T

Rating: NC-17 Love me!

Pairings: UCHIHACEST, Baby!

Summary: PWP pretty much. Sasuke is ultra bored on the plane.

Sasuke sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past hour. The plane had only left the ground since then, but the twelve year old was already bored. He shifted in his suit, glaring at his parents sitting on the other side of the aisle across from him. His father, Fugaku, was typing madly at his laptop, reading glasses on, and in full businessman mode. His mother, Mikoto, had her book of crosswords out and a pencil in hand, the two objects occasionally meeting when she scribbled an answer. They were so oblivious to his torment, the sheer utter boredom that was threatening to consume him and suffocate him to death.
�Read a book,� a voice beside him quipped in suggestion. Sasuke turned to his brother and pouted. Itachi had his mp3 player out as he reclined on the leather seat of the Business Class, eyes closed peacefully.
�If our jet weren�t down for maintenance, I wouldn�t be left so idle on a regular airliner,� Sasuke complained, glancing minutely at the in-flight movie he had absolutely no interest in.
�Stop acting like a spoiled brat,� Itachi replied absently. �Besides, being among normal people would be good for you.� Sasuke stifled a scoff. Had his anti-social brother really said that?
The Uchiha owned an international software corporation, and the family was going to the main branch in America to conduct a business deal with a U.S. company as well as take a short vacation. Sasuke was excited, of course, but he wished the trip would be a little faster and much less boring. Their section on the plane wasn�t filled much, either, so it wasn't like he could "make friends" with anyone his age, anyway. There was an elderly couple in the very first row, and a handful of businessmen and three women scattered around.
Sasuke leaned across Itachi�s chest as much as he could without completely straddling his brother. He pulled out an earphone from Itachi�s ear and leaned closer. �When do we get to do it again, aniki?� he asked softly, unaware that his voice had taken on a slightly husky tone to it. Itachi remained unfazed, though his heart began beating wildly in his chest as his blood began to rush south.
�Later, Sasuke,� he replied just as quietly, eyes still shut. He could feel Sasuke pout.
�But I want to do it now,� Sasuke insisted. He felt hot already just looking at his prone brother. He�d love nothing more than to rip of their clothes and impale himself on Itachi�s cock, but that would surely have them thrown out. The urge was so sudden and strong that his fingers trailed down his brother�s clothed chest, dancing around the buttons of the black dress shirt. He almost didn�t care that their parents were less than five feet away, or that there were complete strangers in the same room.
�Stop it,� Itachi insisted, opening his eyes to glare at his younger brother. If Sasuke kept this up Itachi wouldn�t be able to resist him, and he doubted their parents and the other patrons would appreciate seeing him fucking his sibling like no tomorrow.
Sasuke huffed and sat back, his cheeks pink and his breath coming out in soft gasps. He honestly didn�t know what was wrong with himself, for he was really hard. Maybe it was because Itachi hadn�t touched him in a week. Maybe it was because he had propositioned his brother in public. Maybe it was because he was a growing boy who really needed release, and just the thought of Itachi in him had set his blood boiling. In either case Sasuke knew he had to take care of his problem, and he excused himself to the lavatory in the back, oblivious to the eyes following him.
He locked the door and kicked the lid of the toilet down. He leaned against the counter as his hand worked at his belt and pants, hurriedly trying to push them down. There wasn�t much time he could spend in there without anyone noticing his absence, so he had to be quick. Sasuke moaned as his arousal hit the cold air of the lavatory. There was already precum pooling at the tip, and he inserted two fingers into his mouth as his other hand grabbed a hold of his stiff flesh and began pumping it. He thought of Itachi touching him and groaned, wishing desperately that his brother was in there with him. He withdrew the fingers from his mouth, used them to collect the warm precum, and pushed them deep into his body. He bit his lip as he tried to contain his moans, twisting his fingers to find his pleasure spot. Sasuke was so caught up in his ministrations, he hadn�t heard the knocking on the door at first.
�Otouto, are you alright?� Itachi asked. Sasuke had to bite his lip from screaming. Itachi�s voice caused an insurmountable amount of pleasure to race up and down his spine. His dick pulse longingly for Itachi's touch in his hand, and he thrust his fingers in faster, hitting that gland that made him see white.
�Uhn�� was his reply, unable to form anything coherent. He felt hot and inexplicably horny. He suddenly wanted to utter all the naughty things he was doing to himself through the door in the hopes of getting his brother into a similiar, if hornier, state. He knew Itachi would get off on that. Hell, they had done it a couple of times, where Sasuke would masturbate and beg for the real thing until Itachi eventually fucked him senseless. That was how Sasuke got what he wanted from his brother, be it sex, quality time at the beach, sex, money, or sex.
�Open the door,� Itachi said, his voice dropping slightly. �And stand behind it.�
Sasuke shivered. Firstly, he wasn�t sure what hand he�d use to flick the lock back and whimpered when his hand eventually had to retract from his arching cock. The door slid open quickly, but the slit was just small enough for a slender body to fit through. Sasuke leaned against the wall, his face in the crook of his elbow, as he continued to finger-fuck himself. Itachi�s hands were on his hips immediately as he pressed himself against his little brother�s back.
�Enjoying yourself, Sasuke?� Itachi whispered, nuzzling Sasuke�s jaw. Sasuke moaned and thrust back against Itachi.
�Ah� please� aniki,� he all but begged. This dick was throbbing and his fingers weren�t enough. He needed his brother badly.
Itachi chuckled darkly, hands traveling up to slide beneath Sasuke�s shirt. �You seemed fine in here by yourself� You didn�t even invite Oniisan,� he said in feigned hurt. He pinched Sasuke nipples and rolled them between his finger and thumb. Sasuke hissed, fingering himself faster.
�Itachi�� After Itachi released the hold on his nipples Sasuke spun around and kissed his brother hungrily. Itachi responded just as passionately, delving his tongue into Sasuke�s mouth and plundering in mercilessly. Sasuke groaned and brought his hands to Itachi�s pants, unfastening the belt and quickly opening the flap with trembling fingers. He pulled Itachi�s penis out and began stroking it with both hands. The engorged flesh twitched and pulsated in response, all to familiar with Sasuke�s arousing touch.
�Get me good and wet, otouto,� Itachi muttered as they broke apart. Sasuke nodded and fell to his knees, quickly laving the erection with his slick tongue and spreading precum from the tip around for added lubrication. Itachi sighed and leaned back against the sink, trying to give Sasuke�s legs enough space. He ran his fingers encouragingly through Sasuke�s hair, groaning as Sasuke sucked the head into his mouth.
�That�s enough,� he said, pulling away. Sasuke gave one last, reverent lick before standing. Itachi picked him up by the hips and pushed his back against the wall. Sasuke�s legs automatically came up to wrap around his waist as Itachi began to enter his brother�s tight body.
�Ah� aniki,� Sasuke mewled, gripping Itachi�s button-down in his hands. Itachi gritted his teeth as his length made its agonizing way through Sasuke�s entrance, resisting the urge to thrust in roughly and repeatedly. Sasuke�s head fell back, and Itachi took the opportunity to lean in and suck on his neck, pushing the obnoxiously starched collar off to the side. He cupped Sasuke�s ass and spread the cheeks a little wider. Sasuke groaned at the pain but his cock leaked further into a steady stream. Itachi had found a while back that his otouto had a slight sadomasochist streak.
Once fully seated, Itachi leaned up to kiss his brother again. Sasuke responded eagerly, wriggling his hips in order to get Itachi to move. Itachi moaned and pulled his hips back before snapping forward and up. Sasuke screamed into their kiss as his vision flashed white. He wrapped his arms around his brother�s neck to bring himself closer. Itachi swallowed each cry as he continued to thrust in and out of Sasuke, unable to fully contain his own sounds. His fingers came dangerously close to Sasuke�s entrance, slowly trying to inch his index fingers inside. Sasuke suddenly came as Itachi plunged them in, stretching him further and nudging his prostate. Itachi groaned and continued thrusting, nuzzling his brother�s neck as hot, velvet walls contracted deliciously against his pulsating dick and fingers. Hot cum splattered between them, seeping into their shirts and scorching their sweaty skin underneath.
�Ita� Itachi,� Sasuke whined, nearly blacking out. He still felt the hardness pounding into him and he moaned, feeling his half-erection coming back to full mast. Itachi withdrew with shaky breath and set him on the floor.
�Turn around and brace your hands on the wall,� the elder commanded huskily. Sasuke complied, his knees trembling and ready to collapse. Itachi took his brother by the hips and resumed fucking him again. This time, his thrusts were more powerful, causing Sasuke to scream in ecstacy as his inner walls were violated by the lust of his sexy older brother. Neither boy cared if they could be heard. Itachi grunted and gasped each time he entered Sasuke, still unable to control himself when plunging into his tight, wet heat, no matter how many times he'd done it. He felt his orgasm approaching and moved faster, pushing Sasuke�s back down until he was almost at a ninety degree angle in the small lavatory.
�Ah� aniki� touch me, please.� Sasuke�s cock throbbed painfully in the cold air, and if he were to drop one hand to relieve the ache, he knew his other arm would be useless to defend his head from the wall. Itachi leaned in closer and pulled at the weeping flesh, renewing Sasuke�s loud cries.
�That�s it, otouto,� Itachi rasped out between thrusts. �Scream for me. Come. Uhn� I want� to hear it!� He felt Sasuke stiffen and give a high pitched wail. He could have sworn he heard his brother�s cum spurt out of his dick and hit the wall. Unable to take Sasuke�s climax the second time, he followed right after, spilling his seed into Sasuke�s willing body with a groan of completion. Sasuke fell limp in his arms, and he knew his brother had passed out. Again. Like always.
Itachi slowly pulled out with a low hiss, watching as his pearly essence trailed down Sasuke�s creamy thighs. He sighed. He�d have to clean this mess up all by himself. Despite that, a slow smile tilted his lips upwards.
"Welcome to the Mile High Club, otouto."

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Okay! Who's a pervert? *raises hand*

Um... this idea has been circling my head for ages. so yeah, thought I'd finally spit it out. Please review if you liked it!!
and if you're reeeeeaaaaalllllllyyyyyy nice, I'll make a sequel.
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