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Welcome to the Mile High Club	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Welcome to the Mile High Club

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Rating: NC-17 times 3

Pairings: UCHIHACEST

Summary: Sasuke gets some toys, He's a major whore for bondage.

Major ooc-ness, but you knew that...

Apology: First for the long update. Wow, two whole months. Second for the lack of SasukexItachi in this chapter. I couldn't do it. I'm sorry. T_T

Sasuke hated how Itachi was so good at manipulation, especially when it came to sex. A month after Itachi�s promise, and Sasuke was still being dominated in bed.
He wasn�t surprised. To be honest, he would have been shocked if Itachi had acquiesced to his request the next day. Itachi had been busy during the last of their stay in America, and Sasuke�s attempts at seduction were either thwarted or resulted in Itachi pounding him into the mattress. Sasuke couldn�t really complain about the sex that he did get, but he really wanted to try the whole BDSM experience with his brother.
Itachi had tied him to the bed once before. Sasuke was seriously not able to walk the next day. He didn�t know who had lost control first, but he was pretty sure he enjoyed it more than he should have. When he had asked Itachi to try it again, his brother had simply refused without good reason. Itachi had seemed a little troubled, though he had given no outward signs. Sasuke had wondered if he had done something wrong, so he was eager to try it again correctly.
He had used some of his time dedicated to research. The extreme BDSM plays scared him a little, and he wasn�t sure if Itachi liked pain at all. Itachi was more like the type to inflict it� but Sasuke wanted to go slowly. There were interesting toys he wanted to buy � mostly for himself � but he wasn�t sure how he could order them. He could ask Itachi, but this was supposed to be a surprise.
With school starting again in the next week Sasuke had other things to occupy his free time than worrying too much about that.

000 000

Sasuke really hated him, but there was no one else to turn to. Although he�d rather get tips from his idiot best friend, said idiot best friend knew nothing about what he wanted.
If there was one person in the entire school who knew the most about sex � other than Kakashi-sensei � he was Gaara. The history between him and Sasuke was a complicated one � one mostly about the former trying to rape the latter and the fact that their fathers were corporate rivals. Gaara was promiscuous (even at their tender age) but by no means a slut. He simply matured faster and knew what he wanted. If he saw something he liked, he�d take it and make sure he did it well; Gaara�s discarded toys had often gone crazy over him. Sasuke was an exception, however. Gaara�s continual attempts have been halted every time Sasuke mentioned his brother�s name � which was probably why this plan would fail even before being put into play. Itachi and Gaara were never on very good terms.
�May I speak with you for a moment?�
A red headed boy closed his locker softly and turned to Sasuke, his green eyes lined with black roving over Sasuke�s body before meeting his gaze. Sasuke glared to show his displeasure but otherwise remained silent. Gaara was slightly taller than him by an inch or so. His disheveled hair flared in odd directions as if constantly being gripped by pleasure-weakened hands. His collar was undone and his tie discarded. A slow smirk crossed his pink lips.
�What can I do you for, Uchiha?� Gaara asked smoothly. His voice carried an almost predatory tenor. Sasuke wouldn�t be surprised if the redhead was a wild jungle cat by night.
�I need a favor,� Sasuke replied tightly. He could feel the others beginning to stare. �Can we go somewhere?�
They walked down the emptying halls until Gaara spotted an available classroom. He opened the door for Sasuke and locked it behind them. The lights remained off in the computer lab.
Gaara dropped his books to the floor and sat down on an office chair. He took out the ends of his shirt from his pants and slid out of his blue jacket. Sasuke put his bag on a chair but remained standing.
�I won�t attack you,� Gaara said with slight amusement.
�So you say,� Sasuke muttered dubiously.
�Then what�s this about? I�ll warn you now; I haven�t sad sex in three days.�
�Fine. I�ll make it quick.� Sasuke crossed him arms defensively. �Your brother owns a porno company, right? I need some toys.�
Gaara�s eyes darkened. �Is that so?� He smirked. �What kind?�
Sasuke blushed as his voice momentarily left him. �B-bondage.� He watched as Gaara�s smirk grew and huffed indignantly. �What�s so funny?�
�Trust me, Uchiha. I find this anything but funny.� Gaara shifted in his seat. �I can get you what you want, but I want something in return.�
Sasuke repressed a shiver. �What�s that?�
�I want to see that they�re put to good use.�

000 000

Itachi was in the study when Sasuke got home. He settled at the long table across their father�s desk where Itachi was currently reviewing some paperwork and talking on the phone. He pulled out his homework and started writing when Itachi hung up and gave a heavy sigh.
Sasuke looked up. �Something the matter?� he asked quietly. Itachi shook his head.
�Long day.�
Sasuke disapproved of having Itachi given so much responsibility at such a young age, but he supposed it to brilliant young adults. Besides, it was better to have Itachi working in their company than halfway across the world. Sasuke often thought of the time Itachi would leave and couldn�t bear it. He wanted to be with his brother forever.
�How was school?� Itachi asked, arching his back in a stretch.
�Fine,� he replied, fighting the urge to blush as he remembered his conversation with Gaara. He scowled as an afterthought. Why had he been so stupid as to ask that nympho for sex toys?
Itachi�s light chuckle broke him out of his self-loathing. �Come here, otouto.�
Sasuke walked over to his brother along the velvet carpet and sat on his lap, facing the same direction. Itachi held him from behind and nuzzled at the area between his shoulder blades. Sasuke nearly mewled at the rare display of affection.
�Let me bring you off,� Itachi murmured, trailing his hands down to Sasuke�s pants. The younger boy gasped as he hardened almost immediately. Itachi pulled him closer as he teased the bulge between his brother�s legs. The slender thighs spread wider at his touch. �Always so eager, otouto.�
Sasuke let his head fall back against Itachi�s shoulder. �Can�t� ah, help it.� He wanted desperately to make Itachi move faster, to have him stroke and finger-fuck him, but if he showed he needed this a little too much Itachi would go slower. Why he always got so hot whenever Itachi touched him he�d never know. Itachi rubbed him a few more times before finally freeing Sasuke�s erection and used his thumb to spread the moisture around the head. His cock throbbed with pleasure as precum leaked heavily down the sides, making Itachi�s strokes easier. Sasuke squirmed on his brother�s lap and thrust back against the bulge against the cleft of his ass.
�Oniisan��
Itachi pulled at his erection faster until Sasuke was begging to ride his dick. Sasuke moaned and gasped and used every whorish phrase he could think of to get his brother to fuck him. Itachi eventually shoved him against the desk and bent his docile body over the cluttered surface.
�You dirty little boy,� he said hotly, his voice deep and husky in Sasuke�s ear. �All you want is sex.�
Sasuke felt so very hot. Itachi�s weight on him was almost suffocating, but that only made him want more pressure. Hearing Itachi so close to losing control made his cock throb painfully against his belly. Before he could say anything more Itachi was already pulling his pants and boxers down to his ankles. Sasuke unsteadily kicked them off. The drawers opened and slammed shut as Itachi searched for some sort of lube. Once a bottle of lotion was found, he opened his pants and the wet tip of his shaft was already easing into Sasuke�s unprepared entrance. Although it hurt Sasuke was pleading for more. Itachi nipped at Sasuke�s ear as he started an unforgiving rhythm. His hands were everywhere � pinching, scratching, and squeezing every bit of flesh they could reach underneath Sasuke�s uniform. The desk rocked violently with their movements; papers scattered, pen holders fell, and the laptop was practically teetering on the edge, but neither brother cared. Itachi circled his hips once� twice and Sasuke was cumming all over the side of the desk, untouched.
�Mm, want to cum again?� Itachi asked huskily, trailing a hand down Sasuke�s spine and prodding at his filled hole. Sasuke whimpered and nodded.
�Yesss, I-Itachi.� Sasuke clawed at the papers by his hands for purchase as Itachi continued to thrust into him. He blinked away the tears in his eyes as his body automatically responded to his brother�s words. He spread his legs wider.
�Give me your hand.� Itachi�s movements slowed but didn�t stop as Sasuke let his right arm be guided up to Itachi�s mouth. Itachi slicked two of his fingers with saliva before bringing them underneath to Sasuke�s ass. �Think you can do that?�
Sasuke gave a wanton moan as he started to ease his fingers alongside Itachi�s cock into himself. Itachi gasped and started increasing the pace of his thrusts. Sasuke quickly followed suit. Itachi cursed as he felt the fingers tight against his pulsating erection. Sasuke wasn�t any better. His high-pitched cries of pleasure would make a whore blush. Itachi then reached around to stroke his cum-covered dick. He pressed his nail into the slit and Sasuke ejaculated painfully into his hand. Itachi followed soon after at an equal, if not greater, intensity. His semen shot out of his cock in thick torrents and leaked down creamy thighs and slender fingers. He had a mind to carefully pull Sasuke�s hand away before slipping out. Sasuke trembled as he brought them gently to the carpeted floor.
Once lying down Itachi proceeded to clean his brother with his tongue. He unbuttoned the rest of Sasuke�s shirt and made sure to lick up every trace of cum from his torso before moving lower. He spread Sasuke�s thighs apart and paid special attention to his red entrance. Sasuke winced as he felt a twinge of pain in his fading consciousness.
�I�m sorry,� Itachi murmured apologetically, leaning up to give Sasuke a languid kiss. Sasuke responded with a satiated sigh as Itachi�s hand carded through his damp hair and cradled the back of his neck. He tasted their mixed essences on Itachi�s tongue and greedily stole every trace. Itachi pulled away after the kiss slowed and found him already asleep. He glanced at the mess around the desk and grumbled.

000 000

Sasuke thought his teeth would grind to dust if he kept gritting them together every time he moved, but it couldn�t be helped. Six pills later, and he was still aching, albeit a little less than the day before. He knew he should have stayed home, but he had a Biology and Pre-Algebra test. He hoped he aced them as the pain had been bothering him throughout all the sitting he had to endure.
Gaara approached him after school when he was at his locker. The smug redhead leaned against the set of lockers beside him looking as if he had had sex yet again.
�I haven�t given you anything and you�re limping already.�
Sasuke fought a blush. �Don�t you have some unsuspecting ass to molest?�
�I�d molest yours, but it looks like it�s been through enough.� Gaara gave a pointed look at Sasuke�s rear. The Uchiha glared.
�How considerate of you,� he quipped sarcastically, taking his needed notebooks and closing his locker.
�I can give you the box by next week. Should I send it or drop it off at your place?�
Sasuke considered his options. Next week was supposed to be busy for Uchiha Corporation, as they were launching their new product. He nodded. �I�ll let you know when you can come over.�
Gaara crossed his arms. �Who is this guy, anyway? Anyone I know?�
�I�m not telling you.�
�But I will find out.�
�Later, Sabaku,� Sasuke said, walking away.
�Try using Aleve.�
Sasuke seriously hoped no one heard that.

000 000

Mikoto said nothing when she saw Sabaku�s youngest son at her doorstep. Unlike her husband, she rather liked that family, as she had been good friends with Gaara�s mother before she had passed away. Gaara even brought finely wrapped boxes of mochi on top of a larger unmarked box, which, in her mind, was probably a project Gaara and her son were working on.
�Good afternoon, Uchiha-san,� he said politely, presenting the mochi rather awkwardly with both hands.
Mikoto fought back a chuckle as she took the boxes wrapped in decorative paper of flowers and birds. �Thank you, Gaara-kun. Are you here to s � �
�Okaasan! I said I�d get it,� Sasuke interrupted breathlessly, having run from his room. He hadn�t expected Gaara for another hour, but the redhead was always annoyingly early or late for such appointments. He inched her away from the door with his side.
�I�ll be in the kitchen if you need me,� Mikoto said kindly, undeterred by her son�s blatant attempt to shoo her away. She patted Sasuke�s hair and left with a wave at Gaara.
�If only she knew what I brought,� the redhead muttered once she was out of earshot. �I could tell her.�
Sasuke glared. �You wouldn�t dare.�
Gaara shrugged indifferently. �Maybe.�
Sasuke ignored him and turned his attention to the box at Gaara�s feet. It was about two feet in area. He licked his lips in anticipation.

�Remember your end of the deal, Uchiha. I said I wanted to know they�ll be put to good use.�
They gazed at each other for a while. �I know,� Sasuke replied unflinchingly.
Gaara smirked. �See you on Monday.� He left without another word.
Silence permeated the foyer as Sasuke thought about his plans for that night.

000 000

Itachi didn�t sneak into Sasuke�s room often, but he found himself doing so occasionally after a long night at the office. They hadn�t been able to spend much time together as of late, and he was beginning to miss his little minx of a brother. His hours at work were erratic and often had him staying in well into the next day.Sasuke had been surprisingly well behaved. Itachi had expected to find him naked on his bed last week, but hadn�t been very lucky.
He carefully slid onto the bed beside Sasuke and wrapped an arm around his slender frame, pushing Sasuke�s back against him. Itachi closed his eyes and promised to stay for only a little while.

000 000

Sasuke woke up feeling unbearably warm but cuddled into the heat. It rose and fell rhythmically underneath him. He opened his eyes in alarm only to find his brother sleeping peacefully beside him.
Itachi always did look rather content in slumber. At other times he was either frowning with displeasure or expressionless except when he was fucking Sasuke within an inch of his life. Many of his classmates had told him his brother was much too sexy to look so foreboding. Sasuke had agreed, though he didn�t voice it. He had been too busy glaring at the whole female population, who was drooling over Itachi as he had come to pick him up from school one day. Sasuke had suggested Itachi never do that again. His brother had just smirked and proceeded to show Sasuke who he really belonged to.
Itachi wasn�t the �cuddling� type, but Sasuke was never conscious long enough to enjoy it if it were to happen, anyway. Sasuke supposed they really had no reason to hold each other after sex. It was much too damn hot and their bodies were slicked with various kinds of bodily fluids. Women were usually into that kind of thing, though Sasuke sometimes wished he knew what he was missing. Itachi had made no motions in the past to cuddle, so Sasuke had no idea what he felt about it. Though when Itachi held him like this when they were sleeping he felt he could get used to it.
Just as he was about to go back to sleep, Itachi stirred. Sasuke watched as thickly lashed eyes opened to reveal irises the color of the starless night sky � a color both brothers shared. Whenever Sasuke looked into them he felt as if he�d be sucked in without any chance of escape, but that wasn�t so bad.
�What time is it?� Itachi asked, his deep voice husky from sleep. He turned over to glance at the digital clock on Sasuke�s nightstand. It read a quarter till nine. �Damn it.� Sasuke pressed against his chest as he tried to get up. Itachi glared. �I have a meeting in an hour, Sasuke.�
�That�s more than enough time,� the younger Uchiha whispered, rubbing his hardening cock against Itachi�s hip. �You don�t have to do much. Just� touch me.� Sasuke buried his face in Itachi�s neck as his breath became quick puffs of air. He didn�t get morning wood often, but with Itachi in bed with him, it couldn�t be helped.
Large slender hands grabbed his waist firmly. �Stop,� Itachi commanded, though it sounded rather unconvincing. He felt Sasuke�s lips and tongue working at his jaw and nearly caved in. He moaned his brother�s name as his pants came undone and a hand slipped inside. Sasuke�s eager strokes brought his erection to full mast within seconds.
Sasuke inhaled the lingering scent of cologne on Itachi�s skin and shivered with desire. He loved Itachi�s expensive cologne as much as he loved the taste of his sex. Sasuke often wondered if this was what it felt like to be a whore with her highest paying client. His cock jumped at the idea.
�Aniki�?� he questioned softly, pulling away to mount Itachi�s thighs. Itachi kept his hold on his waist.
�Hm?�
As Sasuke looked to meet his brother�s gaze his eyes fell further down to the thick arousal beneath him and lost his train of thought. He slid down Itachi�s legs and started licking the underside of his erection slowly. He quickly forgot was he was going to say as he took the hard length into his mouth and sucked. One hand stroked the base while his tongue roved over the tip and into the little slit oozing cum. His other hand slithered into Itachi�s pants to tease the tightening sac there. Sasuke knew Itachi liked what he did, especially if his occasional moans were anything to go by. Performing fellatio always gave Sasuke a sense of control, but he would still submit to Itachi at any given word. Was Itachi capable of doing the same for him?
He pressed his lips around the cock and hot, thick semen filled his mouth and ran down his hand. Sasuke sat up and cleaned his hand much like a cat would do with a paw covered in cream. He grinned at Itachi�s accusing gaze, which was ruined by the rouge on his handsome features.
�I�m happy now,� Sasuke said, licking his palm. �You may leave.� Though he meant it as a joke, he wasn�t surprised when Itachi pounced on him and ravished his mouth with teeth and tongue. Sasuke gasped and eagerly succumbed to Itachi�s advances. Itachi roughly squeezed him through his boxers, and he came hard as the cotton scratched against his sensitive cock. Itachi stood with a satisfied smirk and tucked himself back into his slacks.
�My pleasure,� he told the panting boy on the bed and swiftly left the room. It took Sasuke a while to regain his bearings before stumbling into the shower feeling weak and light-headed. How did Itachi always have this effect on him?

000 000

Monday was not a very good start to Sasuke�s week.
�So, how did it go?�
Sasuke�s group of friends stopped what they were doing and gaped. The ramen in Naruto�s mouth fell out and splashed heavily back into its bowl. A few drops flew onto Sasuke�s cheek.
�What are you doing here, Sabaku?� Sasuke turned around in his seat at the lunch table to glare up at the redhead, who was supposed to maintain the guise of being his archrival not supplier-of-kinky-sex-toys.
Gaara looked at him closely and even leaned in to sniff at his neck. Naruto freaked and toppled over, kicking his ramen bowl so that its contents landed on Gaara�s head. Blushing madly, Sasuke pushed Gaara away, who began picking the noodles off his uniform with indifference.
�Not lucky yet?� he teased. Sasuke felt the others� curious gazes on him and shook his head. Gaara then turned to Naruto, who had his upper half on the floor; the rest was still on the plastic bench. �I�ll deal with you later, Uzumaki.�
Naruto gulped.
Sasuke caught the look between the two but said nothing. He decided to yell at the blonde for fucking the other boy when there were less people around.

000 000

The rest of the week went by slowly, and Sasuke was becoming more depressed by the day. He barely saw Itachi; the older Uchiha hadn�t slipped in to sleep with him anymore. His excitement over his new toys had somewhat diminished.
Sasuke came home on Friday just as his parents were leaving. There was a birthday party for Fugaku�s friend at a nearby hotel. Mikoto gave Sasuke the �staying home alone� speech and kissed him on the forehead.
�Where�s aniki?� he asked quietly, trying not to show his hurt. Mikoto gave him a sad smile.
�He said he was going out, honey.�
�Oh��
His parents left after another goodbye, and their chauffer closed the door behind them. Sasuke locked it and set the alarm before trudging up the stairs. He was in for a surprise when entered his room and found Itachi lying on his bed, twirling a pair of handcuffs around a slender finger. Sasuke was torn between running for his life or ending it right there.
�I can explain � �
Itachi leaned up and one elbow and held the metal handcuffs still. �You�re not very good at hiding things, otouto. Okaasan could have found these.�
Sasuke blushed with embarrassment. �What are you doing here?� he asked, trying to change the subject. �I thought you were going out.�
Itachi shrugged nonchalantly. �I almost did, and then I found these� and this.� He took a folded piece of paper from Sasuke�s nightstand and looked directly into his brother�s eyes. The room suddenly dropped twenty degrees as Sasuke realized what that was. �I can imagine what you did to get your toys, and from Gaara, no less.�
�W-wait,� Sasuke started, shaking his head vehemently. �I� Those� It�s not like that.� He was going to kill that damned redhead. Who wrote �I appreciate your business, cum again� notes? Itachi beckoned him with the finger that had been twirling the handcuffs, and Sasuke felt he had no choice but obey. He stopped at the edge of the bed.
�Strip.�
Licking his lips nervously Sasuke unbuttoned his uniform and slipped out of it. He took time in dropping his boxers as the weight of Itachi�s eyes on him increased. Although he was as terrified as hell he found that he quite enjoyed the attention, however sadistic it might have been. Itachi looked as though he would devour him completely at any given moment.
�Do you even know how to use half those items in that box, Sasuke?� The older Uchiha asked patiently. Sasuke shook his head. �Then on whom would they have been used?�
It was a trap. Though Sasuke had wanted to bind Itachi to the bed and try inflicting pleasure and a little more pain on his brother, the tables were turned yet again. �I was hoping�� His voice trailed off as he saw Itachi fiddling with the handcuffs. The sound of the metals shifting against each other made his dick harden.
�Hoping for what, exactly?� Even as Itachi said that in the condescending tone he used in official meetings Sasuke imagined the biting metal on his wrists. He licked his lips. Itachi noticed this and smirked. �Undress me, Sasuke.�
Sasuke hadn�t needed to be told twice. Keeping his gaze downcast he slowly slid the black suit jacket from Itachi�s shoulders and tossed it aside. He then worked on unbuttoning Itachi�s dress shirt with trembling fingers, though Itachi made no move to help him. Once the shirt was off he ran his fingers down Itachi�s smooth torso and stopped at the generous tent between his legs. He quickly unzipped the slacks.
�You won�t touch me yet,� Itachi ordered. Sasuke�s hands flinched away from the tall, thick length as if burned. He deftly took off his pants by himself and stood. Sasuke gulped. �Get on the bed.�
The younger teen mounted his mattress and lied flat on his back. Itachi kneeled over him and handcuffed his wrists to the iron barred headboard. He made it so that the cuffs looped around a single bar to keep Sasuke�s hands above his head. Sasuke tested his restraints and moaned low in his throat. His erection, now full and wet with precum, throbbed against his abdomen. Itachi sat back to admire his work.
�I would blindfold and gag you, but I want to see your eyes and hear your screams.� He tilted his head innocently. �Is this to your liking, Sasuke?�
Sasuke nodded as the heat of lust threatened to consume him. Having his hands bound drove him crazy unlike anything else. He lifted a knee and stroked it against Itachi�s tight balls. �Put it in me,� he said breathlessly. �I want your cock so bad, aniki.� He wanted it so bad he could taste it � could feel every ridge of it as it pounded into his ass � could hear Itachi�s faint pants of pleasure as he slammed into him again and again.
Itachi bent and kissed him ravenously. �Not yet,� he whispered against Sasuke�s ear. He moved downwards to lick and nip at his neck. He made sure to leave marks on the flushed, smooth skin before leaning back up. Sasuke�s wrists were already reddening. �Hold onto the bar. I don�t want your wrists cut.�
Sasuke found it oddly erotic to wrap his fingers around the bar; it felt more like he was held captive willingly (though that technically wouldn�t make him a captive). Gaara was cruel for giving him such a masochistic set of handcuffs, but Sasuke was grateful for it. Itachi resumed paying sensual homage to his body, caressing and tasting every inch of skin. He pulled at Sasuke�s nipples with his teeth, eliciting a soft keening cry. Sasuke bucked his hips and rubbed against Itachi�s torso. Itachi slid his hands down and up Sasuke�s inner thighs to spread them apart. The younger boy mewled and tried to force his legs wider.
They locked eyes as Itachi moved lower. He greedily lapped at the pooling cum at the base of Sasuke�s cock before moving lower to lick the rest of him. His tongue flattened against Sasuke�s balls and slowly dragged about in pressured circles. He took his thumb and stroked the sensitive skin just before Sasuke�s entrance while licking it with the tip of his tongue.
�M-more,� Sasuke pleaded, bucking his hips for more friction. His grip tightened around the bar. �I� I need�� A slick finger quickly penetrated him, and he arched his back with a sharp cry. �Oh fuck me! Just fuck me!� he cried as the finger moved in and out of him, curving to hit that special spot that made him go wild with pleasure. He felt Itachi sucking at the tip of his cock and adding two more fingers inside of him. He tried thrusting against them but to no avail.
Itachi deliberately teased his brother by fucking him hard with his fingers and sucking him off until the brink of release. He sensed Sasuke�s tell tale warnings of orgasm and backed away, which caused the younger sibling to wail in frustration. Itachi ignored him as he feasted on smooth inner thighs and rapidly leaking precum. He reentered his fingers and started massaging Sasuke�s prostate again.
�I�m sorry, otouto,� Itachi murmured, admiring the way his hand drove Sasuke to bliss. �I didn�t hear you.�
Sasuke was frustrated and so damn close to release. If his hands hadn�t been restrained he would have pumped himself to orgasm .As it was, Itachi controlled his pleasure, and it was his cock that could fuck Sasuke so good. The need for it made him forget who he was. In bed, with Itachi naked and hard for him, Sasuke was his brother�s whore.
�I need aniki�s big dick inside me.� He licked his lips as Itachi swiftly removed his fingers and shifted above him. The wet head of Itachi�s erection pushed into him, and he came with a guttural scream. Sasuke�s back arched as ribbon after ribbon of cum splattered onto his chest. The sweet burn of Itachi�s thick length sliding in had him pulsing out more of his essence. Itachi gripped Sasuke�s hips as he tried to keep himself from falling over the edge. Sasuke�s walls constricted painfully around him and the sight of Sasuke cumming was almost too much. He bit his lip to the point of tearing it as he buried himself to the hilt. Sasuke continued to clench his muscles around him, as if trying to swallow him whole. It was so hot and so tight and for the first time Itachi felt as though he�d pass out.
�Sa-Sasuke,� he breathed. �Oh, fuck.� He hooked Sasuke�s knees over his elbows and pushed them upward. The angle made his cock sink in deeper. He pulled out to the tip and plunged again into Sasuke. Sasuke used the leverage he had on the bar to meet him. Itachi moaned as Sasuke circled his hips and began a steady pace. His cock pumped into Sasuke until he was panting and crying out for more. Itachi eagerly obliged.
�Aniki� I � I can�t�� Sasuke felt he�d burn from the inside out. There was so much friction, and Itachi�s cock was just so fucking good. He tossed his head back and came for the final time. His brother�s name was hoarse on his lips as the raging heat escaped his body in the form of milky white cream. Itachi soon followed after, thrusting until the last of his seed was embedded completely inside of his brother. He released his hold on Sasuke�s legs and slowly pulled out. Sasuke whimpered at the loss.
Itachi forced himself to find the key to the cuffs before he collapsed from sheer euphoria. He carefully unlocked the loops of metal and gently took Sasuke�s arms down. Sasuke winced in discomfort, but Itachi was quick to lick the wounds better.
�We�re never doing this again,� he said darkly as he massaged Sasuke�s shoulders at the same time. Neither of them had enough control for actual BDSM. He would probably really hurt Sasuke next time in blind lust.
Sasuke felt too tired to protest what he really wanted. �But niisan�� he whined weakly.
�Don�t you dare, Sasuke.� Itachi wiped the cum from Sasuke�s torso and thighs with a corner of the blanket and twisted the whole thing so that the stained part was on the bottom of the bed. He settled next to Sasuke and pulled him close. Sasuke already had his eyes closed, though he wasn�t asleep just yet.
�Mm, Itachi?�
�Yes?�
�If we can�t do this again� can we try something else?�
Itachi�s body warmed considerably. His brother never failed to surprise him. �What�s that?�
Sasuke snuggled closer. �Role playing.�
Itachi had no qualms against that idea. Everyone had a fantasy, after all � especially corporate vice presidents. How Sasuke found out about that he wasn�t sure he wanted to know. Oh, and he also needed to send a certain redhead a little gift of appreciation. The tape just needed a bit of editing.

Sorry again, this didn't go as expected. Hope you liked it anyway. Heh ehe.
There will be two more chapters. Sasuke's Fantasy and Itachi's Fantasy. Kudos to anyone who can predict what they are! I might add a few extras...
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