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

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: UCHIHACEST

Summary: PWP even more. Sasuke takes his turn to play out his fantasy, but not everything goes as planned. Some do. :3 :3

GAH!!! Sorry for the long update!!!!!!!!!!!! I have a good excuse I swear.

Many thanks to Allys for beta-ing this and giving me suggestions!

Part of the plan was to abstain for a while. After the fourth day Sasuke considered shooting himself, but that wouldn�t get him anywhere, now would it? He still had much planning to do, and he still needed Gaara�s help.
�I didn�t know you were into these kinds of things,� Gaara said one afternoon, handing him a DVD in the middle of the school hallway. Sasuke hastily took it, cursing Gaara for his lack of discretion.
�Just� I don�t want to hear it, okay?� Sasuke snapped, stuffing the DVD between the notebooks he had in his bag. �This never happened.�
Naruto came over just then, appearing behind Gaara and looking curiously over the redhead�s shoulder. �What�s up?� he inquired cheerfully, watching as Sasuke quickly zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. Gaara turned his head and kissed him on the cheek in reply. Naruto opened his mouth to protest something but Gaara took that opportunity to shove his tongue down his throat. Sasuke tried not to stare as Naruto moaned and responded just as fervently.
�This is disturbing on so many levels,� Sasuke muttered, glaring at some girls who had stopped to ogle. They �meep-ed� and scampered off. �Class starts in one minute!� he said irritably, though his warning fell on deaf ears. He sighed and walked away. Since Naruto and Gaara had (somewhat) officially announced their relationship the two had started making out at odd times of the day, in very public places, and sharing too much information about everything. Sasuke was happy for them, but really, they could be a little more discreet. And Sasuke didn�t want to admit it but seeing them together often turned him on, and it didn�t help that he was supposed to �abstain.�
Sasuke was planning something. He was very good with details and even better with organization, so all he had to focus on was the aspect of time. With enough time to organize the details he would achieve the perfect plan, and that required him not to have sex (masturbation was permissible � but only with one hand!) for three weeks. The time allotted to him was not punishment from his parents, no (he seriously loved his mother�s logic), but the time before their parents� vacation to Hokkaidou.
So he had three weeks to learn and buy new things, more specifically, things that were essential to his �project.� But first�
�he needed to survive the next 16 days.

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The sales clerk gave Sasuke an odd look. Sasuke returned the expression, took his shopping bag, and left.
�I want to be that boy�s girlfriend,� a blonde woman said to the sales clerk. �He�s so adorable, not to mention kinky.�
�Ugh, please spare me the details of your pedophilic fantasies,� her companion said, trying to dispel the images of that boy with the items he had bought and her co-worker. �Seriously, you�re too old for him.�
The blonde looked thoughtful. �Mmm, the red would go perfectly with his pale skin.� Her friend wanted to say that the items he brought probably weren�t for himself, but there was just no getting through to her when her imagination ran wild.

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Sasuke was walking to his room on the five days later when a pair of arms grabbed him around the waist and roughly pulled him into a room. He was pressed against a closed door with Itachi�s strong body holding him up against the surface. Sasuke hissed as Itachi started attacking his neck.
�Mother won�t be home for another ten minutes,� Itachi whispered. �That�s more than enough time.� He moved up to plunge his tongue into Sasuke�s mouth, delving in ravenously to retrieve the taste he had missed. He groaned and pressed closer, his hard cock pressing into Sasuke�s hip.
Sasuke gave a soft cry of pleasure, arching his back to rub harder against Itachi. It had been so long� he wanted� oh fuck he wanted Itachi to shove his cock inside him.
But he came back to himself and struggled out of Itachi�s grasp, managing to shove Itachi on the chest hard enough to knock the older Uchiha backwards. Itachi let him go, his eyes dark and his cheeks flushed with passion. Sasuke leaned heavily against the door as he caught his breath, but kept a wary eye on his brother.
�Aniki!� he gasped, scandalized. �What the hell?� Itachi never usually lost control from just kissing, so it was a surprise to see him do so.
�What�s wrong?�
Sasuke shook his head, standing once he was sure his muscles hadn�t been completely reduced to jelly. �Nothing, I was just� surprised.� He didn�t know what else to say. The look Itachi was giving him made him feel guilty.
�I�m sorry if I hurt you,� Itachi said, walking closer and holding Sasuke close to him. Sasuke melted into the embrace, thinking that he should at least give Itachi a little more consideration. Besides, wasn�t Sasuke�s whole plan meant for his brother? Sasuke wasn�t doing this only for himself � oh, no. He was working to fulfill his own fantasy, yes, but fulfilling Itachi�s every need was much more important and gratifying. Sasuke took just as much pleasure from Itachi fucking him than he did knowing that Itachi received pleasure from fucking him. To him, pleasing Itachi meant more than anything.
But no, Sasuke would have to force that little fact of life aside. In order for he and Itachi to fully enjoy what he had in mind they had to maintain the separation period.
Sasuke gently pulled away from Itachi�s hug just as the distinct chimes by the front doors resounded throughout the mansion. He kissed his brother on the cheek and rushed down the stairs to help his mother with the groceries, since she liked to put them away in the kitchen herself (despite the fact that they had servants for such tedious jobs). He completely missed the look of longing on his brother�s face.

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Avoiding Itachi was really very difficult. Sasuke sometimes slept in random rooms of their home to prevent Itachi from molesting him in his bed (which had happened but led to nothing). He liked the fact that Itachi wanted him so much, but whatever that amount of desire that was, Sasuke�s was much greater. It was hard limiting himself to masturbating four times a week and not being able to insert anything into his ass, but he kept telling himself that this was all for Itachi. That usually stopped him from succumbing to temptations or the innate need to quell the fire building within him.
His preparations were going very well, at least. Sasuke was pretty sure he was getting the hang of them, but he wished he had more time alone to practice. Was it just him or was Itachi hanging around the mansion more?
Three days later � with a week remaining � Sasuke was pulled into his own room and locked in with Itachi barring the door.
Sasuke, who was initially startled, was currently terrified under the intense and scrutinizing gaze his brother sent his way. He swallowed thickly.
�Oniisan,� he said tentatively, trying to keep himself from nervous fidgeting. �Aren�t you going with Okaasan and Otousan?� Though he asked the question, he already knew the answer. Itachi was well-dressed (as usual) in white suit with a black dress shirt and a cream colored tie. The scent of his cologne emanated from him in mild waves and Sasuke found his knees weakening. He wanted to be covered with that scent and the musk of Itachi�s sex.
�I am,� Itachi replied in a clipped tone. Sasuke winced. �Don�t stay up too late.�
�Ah, wait!� Sasuke said just as Itachi turned around. He didn�t know what had made him say it; it could have been the guilty pain in his chest, or the fact that Itachi hadn�t tried to do anything recently. Itachi�s stoic expression usually meant one thing, and Sasuke felt terrible for making Itachi close himself up again. �Can I kiss you?�
Itachi looked at Sasuke over his shoulder, and something changed in his dark eyes. Sasuke went over to him, turned him slightly, and kissed him chastely on the lips. Itachi swiped his tongue across Sasuke�s lips and Sasuke opened his mouth. They shared a deep, slow kiss that last for several minutes. Sasuke pressed closer to Itachi and Itachi caressed Sasuke�s cheek with his hands. Itachi pulled away, drawing a reluctant moan from Sasuke at the same time.
�Good night,� Itachi whispered, unlocking the door and leaving. Sasuke stared after him, his eyes glazed.

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He released into his hand with a groan and brought it up to lick off some of his cum. Sasuke stood in the shower, wishing the taste in his mouth were Itachi�s, wishing the droplets of water cascading down his body were Itachi�s hands, and wishing he could at least cuddle against Itachi and fall asleep. He missed his brother�s presence. He would have spent more quality time with him, if desire wouldn�t strike him so suddenly and with the force of a freight train. The mere scent of Itachi drove him insane. He was at the point where he couldn�t make physical contact with Itachi without melting in sheer want. Sometimes, he thought Itachi felt the same way.
Itachi was being less persistent, which both relieved and disappointed Sasuke. It was as if the older boy was respecting his �want� (because Sasuke didn�t want that at all!) for distance. They still kissed occasionally, Sasuke being the one to give in to Itachi�s poorly hidden looks of need and desire. There were rare times in the day when Itachi would corner Sasuke and ravish his lips and grope his body. He never pushed further than that, though Itachi had given him a warning the other day.
�I am not sure of what you want,� he had murmured breathlessly against Sasuke�s slender neck, �but I might not be able to control myself much longer.� Sasuke had shuddered when he had looked into his brother�s eyes. The passion and barely-restrained lust had seemed more animalistic than human. Sasuke had nearly given in; he knew how good Itachi fucked when he was like that�.

Shaking the thoughts from his mind, Sasuke rinsed off and got out of the shower, feeling empty. Last night, he had had trouble sleeping after Itachi and his parents left. He had ended up staying awake until he heard the doors of the mansion open at one in the morning. Itachi never came into his room.
Downstairs in the kitchen, his mother was making his lunch, his breakfast already out on the table. Sasuke gave her a morning kiss and proceeded to eat. Mikoto glanced at her youngest son and caught the somber look in his eyes. She finished packing his obento and placed it beside him.
�What�s wrong?� she asked, running her hand through the unruly strands at the back of his head. Sasuke pouted.
�Nothing,� he replied stubbornly.
�This wouldn�t have anything to do with you brother, now would it?� Sasuke looked up and saw his mother�s knowing smile. She kissed him on the forehead � when he least expected it � and exited the kitchen. �Don�t be late for school!�
The young Uchiha scowled at the stolen kiss but felt better. He ate a few bites more before placing his plate in the sink and heading out, his lunch in hand.

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Sasuke came home and went up to his room. He had taken into locking the door every time he left, and he trusted no one (Itachi) would take the spare key and open in. It was difficult to be so secretive, and he was glad his mother gave up cleaning his room years ago, when he had begun to value his privacy. Mikoto had completely understood and figured it was time Sasuke took more responsibility.
He dropped his bag and books by his desk and went into his walk-in closet where a large brown box lied in wait. His parents and brother wouldn�t be home until later, and so that gave him plenty of time to continue in his preparations. There were only three days left before his parents would leave to Hokkaidou for a week, and Sasuke wanted to make sure he knew what he was doing. He wasn�t exactly inexperienced in sex, but he was inexperienced in the kinkier aspects of it. Itachi had had Sasuke�s hands tied several times, and both of them enjoyed it more than they cared to admit. Sasuke hadn�t been oblivious to the unbridled lust in Itachi�s expression and actions, and he would have been frightened if he hadn�t been so turned on himself. Needless to say, this would give Sasuke and Itachi an opportunity to revisit bondage the way it was meant to be; included would be Sasuke�s little fantasy.

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The next couple of days went by slowly for Sasuke, who was becoming more and more eager for the end of the week to arrive. He became more anxious than moody, and his occasional glances to Itachi were filled with so much passion that even Itachi was forced to check himself. What kept them apart was their unwillingness to spoil the event for which Sasuke was preparing. Itachi was intelligent; if Sasuke was refusing to have sex with him, then the little minx must definitely have something up his sleeve, and Itachi couldn�t wait. Although he was a young man with inhuman self-control, he often had to force himself from thinking about locking Sasuke in a room with him and fucking his naughty younger brother into next week.
When the day finally came for their parents to leave Sasuke said his goodbyes as Fugaku and Mikoto stood at the limo, waiting to be transported to the airport. Fugaku was reminding him to study while Mikoto kissed his forehead and told him to take of himself and of his brother. With their final parting words, the couple stepped into the sleek vehicle, Itachi in tow. He looked back at Sasuke, who shivered under the intense look, and then climbed in after their parents; for they needed to tell him more about their business trip. Sasuke watched the limo as it left the black gates of the estate and then rushed into the mansion.
His heart pounded wildly as he raced up to his room. After he ran in, he shut the door and leaned heavily against it, panting for other reasons than sprinting nearly 200 meters and up a flight of stairs. Anticipation and excitement welled in his chest and quickly spread south where his groin was already tingling with arousal. His knees wobbled as he made his way over to his closet.

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Sasuke looked at himself in the full-length mirror and nodded in approval. He had seen himself dressed in those clothes before, but because this was finally the night, he thought he looked infinitesimally sexier. His eyes, lightly laden with eye liner, made his eyes appear larger and therefore more expressive. His cheeks had a flush to them, making him appear more feminine but aroused as well. The shiny, rose-tinted gloss on his lips accentuated the natural redness underneath. He left his hair as it was, his bangs framing his pretty face as the rest jutted up in the back. He wore a red ribbon tied like a choker around his neck with a silver bell attached at the bow.
Once he felt that everything else was perfect he left to prepare Itachi�s room.

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A little less than an hour later, Sasuke faintly heard the doors of the mansion open. He sat on the edge his brother�s bed and opened the book he had been reading for the past two weeks. He tried to concentrate on the instructions and pictures for a last minute cram session, in case he had forgotten how to do it, but he couldn�t seem to focus on the words. He was hyperaware of his heart pounding and his cock throbbing with anticipation. The sound of the doorknob turning nearly made him jump out of his skin, but Sasuke knew that he had to get himself together. After all, he had a part to play.
Sasuke watched as Itachi�s cool gaze went from surprised to interested in an instant. That hadn�t been the reaction Sasuke had been hoping for, but he was going to change that real soon.
�Ne, Itachi-sensei,� Sasuke said in the most innocent voice he could muster, �I was wondering if you would help me with something.� He laid the book down, pages up, over his lap and fixed an embarrassed expression onto his face. Itachi entered and closed the door softly behind him, slightly amused.
�Oh? And what would that be, Sasuke-chan?� Itachi asked curiously, his eyes falling to the opened book. Once he glanced at its contents, however, the erection that had been forming in his slacks grew harder, thicker, and longer. Sasuke understood Itachi�s reaction and fought to smirk in triumph.
�You see, I�ve loved this man for quite sometime, and I want to show him how I feel.� Sasuke toyed with the bow around his throat, causing the bell to ring slightly. �But I�m too young for him, and he treats me like a kid.� He boldly raked his eyes up and down his brother�s body, even pausing at the apparent bulge longer than necessary on his way to Itachi�s face. �I want to show him that I am ready for the world of adults.�
�And how old are you?� Itachi said calmly, his voice an octave lower. Sasuke suppressed a shiver.
�12,� he replied with a pout and dropped his hand. �But that shouldn�t matter.�
Itachi tilted his head and gazed at Sasuke for a while, as if assessing him. �Hm, perhaps not. But why would he be interested in a little girl like you?�
The true part of Sasuke flared angrily at that. �I�m not little!� he said, pushing the book off his lap and standing. The same part of him that desperately wanted to prove that he wasn�t a kid also emerged. �I can show you, too, sensei. Please, I�ll do anything you want,� he murmured, the request making him more aroused. It was as if just begging in general got his blood boiling; as if the word �please� was the activation code that set off his �naughty little slut� personality. Whenever Sasuke said it, his voice would turn breathy and his eyelids would lower in submission and desire. Perhaps the effects were amplified due to what he was wearing.
He wore white button-down blouse with red trimmings and a tie. The neck of the blouse was wide enough that much of his collarbone was exposed. Sasuke deliberately left the first and last two buttons undone, which gave way to the top part of his chest as well as his smooth abdomen and belly-button. His red and gold pleated skirt rode low on his hipbones but was still so short that Itachi was certain that if Sasuke were to lean in inch backwards or forwards, he would be able to see the treasure underneath. The expanse of pale, white skin ended where Sasuke�s white knee-high socks began down to red stiletto heels.
To put it simply, Sasuke looked like an innocent schoolgirl who happened to have the desire to lure older men to her. Itachi licked his lips as he saw the slight lump between Sasuke�s legs. Apparently, the younger sibling was quite close the edge himself. Itachi walked closer and tilted Sasuke�s chin up with a nimble finger.
�You should be careful of whom you make such promises to,� he said softly, tracing Sasuke�s jaw line. �And you should make sure to keep them.�
�I will,� Sasuke answered, eyes fluttering slightly. �Mm, you smell so good.� He leaned in closer to nuzzled Itachi�s chest, trying to rub the scent onto himself. �Please�. It hurts.�
Itachi gently leaned away and bent his lips to Sasuke�s. �Let�s evaluate your kiss first, hm?� He gently took Sasuke�s mouth into his own, locking them together. He brought out his tongue to probe at the younger boy�s lips, which parted softly. They kissed each other with growing passion, but instead of Sasuke�s usual boldness, he let his tongue play coy by staying in his mouth and eluding Itachi�s. Itachi either grew impassioned or impatient because he pulled Sasuke closer and all but devoured him. Sasuke moaned as he tried to keep up with the ravenous mouth working against his. Just when he thought he was going to pass out, Itachi released him. Sasuke opened his eyes, panting heavily.
�You�re a little cock tease, I see,� the older boy murmured, brushing his thumb against Sasuke�s bruised lips and smearing the remnants of the pink lip gloss. �Unless you can handle the consequences, I suggest you stray away from that.� That same thumb traced over the lust-induced blush on Sasuke�s left cheekbone. �But I suppose a pretty thing like you can�t help herself.� Itachi peered at Sasuke through satisfied, half-lidded eyes. �Now then, I want you to undress me.�
Sasuke needed no further encouragement. He began working as if in a daze, his trembling fingers immediately slipping off Itachi�s suit jacket. He undid each button of Itachi�s silk blouse until he came to were the material was still tucked in his brother�s slacks. He slid the edges out, finished unbuttoning, and run his hands up the firm abdomen underneath. Sasuke loved the feel of his brother�s muscles, especially when they worked as Itachi fucked him. Without really realizing it, he was parting the blue silk and kissing the planes of Itachi�s stomach. His lips worked moved reverently over the firm, warm flesh, sometimes even letting his tongue slip out to taste it. Itachi caressed his cheek.
�I said undress me not give me a bath, kitten,� he said teasingly. Sasuke peered up at him. Itachi smiled. �Well?�
Pouting, the younger boy leaned away and pushed the silk button-down off Itachi�s shoulders. He then moved his hands to Itachi�s belt and unfastened it. He released the button and pulled down the zipper. Gravity finished the rest of the job by forcing the slacks down to Itachi�s ankles, leaving him in red boxers. Sasuke�s eyes fell to the erection threatening to break through the flaps. It took all of Sasuke�s self-control not to fall to his knees, reveal his prize, and take it into his mouth.
�Aniki�,� he whispered, slipping out of his role for a moment. He licked his lips.
But Itachi ignored him for the moment and sat that the edge of the bed. He spread his legs, causing the flaps of his boxers to open and revealing his hard, glistening shaft. Sasuke whimpered as the desire to for that cock to fuck him increased tenfold. Itachi looked at him expectantly, silently prompting him to keep the game going. Sasuke nodded.
�Is this another assessment, sensei?� he asked huskily, though with a hint of playfulness. �Do you want me to put that in my mouth and suck?�
�Don�t take this lightly, kitten. It may be too hard for you.�
�Mmm, it is hard for me, sensei,� Sasuke replied coyly, playing on the innuendo. He kneeled between Itachi�s legs and grasped onto the thick erection. He pumped a few times and was rewarded with a few drops of pre-cum and a soft groan. He took the tip into his mouth and sucked the slit clean. Itachi growled.
�Stop teasing, Sasuke-chan, or do you want me to end this quiz?�
�No, please don�t!� the younger boy quickly answered. He had gone so long without Itachi�s taste. The desperation was reflected in his eyes as he gazed up at Itachi. �Forgive me, sensei. I�ll be good. Please.� Sasuke�s mouth suddenly went dry. He was so very thirsty. Itachi must have understood the magnitude of his desire because he smirked.
�Very well,� he said, satisfied. �Use that pretty mouth to make me cum, and I just might give you a gold star.�
Sasuke leaned forward again and put his mouth on Itachi�s cock again. This time, he slowly added an inch every few minutes until he felt the tip hit the back of his throat. He controlled his breathing and angled his head to take more in, nearly deep-throating his brother. Itachi gave a surprised but appreciative moan and clutched at his hair. Sasuke moaned and swallowed several times around Itachi�s cockhead, bringing the other that much closer to the edge. Itachi was trembling and panting loudly beneath him, sometimes whispering breathless praises and encouragements. Sasuke sucked harder and flicked his tongue along a vein, eliciting another moan from his brother. He then held his breath and took Itachi down to the hilt, working his throat and tongue along Itachi�s thick shaft. Itachi came with a cry of Sasuke�s name as his hips bucked into the hot, wet heat, warming Sasuke�s stomach with his milk. Sasuke waited until Itachi was done and slowly pulled back while breathing again, hoping to catch a taste of his brother�s essence. He sucked at the head until the slit stopped squirting out cum. He gave the half hard cock one last lick before completely pulling away and looking up at a dazed, gasping Itachi.
�Was that good enough for you?� Sasuke asked, his voice a bit hoarse. That was the first time he had tried that technique of Itachi, and he was glad he had been able to do it without no real practice. The online instructions plus explicit DVD�s had helped him a lot. Fuck, is that how Sasuke looked after Itachi sucked him off? No wonder why Itachi was always so quick to pound him into the mattress.
�Where� the hell did you learn that?� Itachi said at last, his dark eyes still swimming with pleasure as he gazed at Sasuke. Sasuke shrugged and smirked. Itachi pulled Sasuke up by the collar of his blouse and initiated a mind-blowing kiss, effectively erasing the cocky expression off Sasuke�s face. Sasuke, now more aware of his needs, climbed onto Itachi�s lap and rubbed his lace-covered ass over the hardening cock beneath him. Itachi growled and nipped his way down to Sasuke�s jaw, one of the boy�s erogenous areas.
The sensation of Itachi�s cock running along the cleft of his ass made him whimper and beg. Sasuke spread his knees wider to open himself up more, wanting to get Itachi to enter him as soon as possible. The bell jingled every time he thrust his hips against Itachi�s, arousing the both of them further. Itachi ran his hands up Sasuke�s thighs and squeezed his round ass. Sasuke cried out tossed his head back, giving Itachi more access to his neck. Itachi tongued as the ribbon and nipped at his flesh.
�Ah, fuck me, fuck me,� Sasuke was saying, humping Itachi faster as his orgasm neared. �I-Itachi. Please, Itachi. Fuck me hard. I c-can�t�ngh�I can�t wait.�
Itachi couldn�t wait either. He pushed Sasuke to the side, stood up, and pulled down his boxers. Sasuke kicked off his shoes and crawled to the top of the bed. He then dropped his upper half, leaving his ass high in the air. His flushed face was turned to the side, begging Itachi with his slutty expression to hurry and put his cock inside because he wanted it � needed it. The older sibling kneeled behind him and lifted his skirt. Itachi slowly pulled down the red, lacey panties and laid them to the side, deciding that he�d keep them. He then spread Sasuke�s ass and delved his tongue into the rosy, quivering hole, delighting in the mewls and whimpers erupting from his kitten�s pretty mouth.
�Aniki,� Sasuke begged, �don�t. I-I�ll cum. Please�please�� And his cock was weeping profusely, leaking out precum like a faucet, but Itachi doubled his efforts. He shoved his tongue in farther and swirled it around, knowing that his brother loved a good rim job. Sasuke came like that, screaming into Itachi�s expensive sheets as cum shot out of him in torrents. He hadn�t cum so hard in such a long time, he nearly passed out. Itachi caught the release with one hand and smeared the hot fluid onto his throbbing shaft. He pulled away and leaned over his brother, who was still fighting to regain control over his senses.
�You okay?� he asked, licking Sasuke�s earlobe. Sasuke moaned.
�It�s too hot.� He felt like he was over heating. His clothes were still on and Itachi�s body over his was almost unbearable. Itachi�s skin was scorching his through the thin fabric of his blouse and skirt.
�It�s just about to get hotter.� And with that, Itachi plunged in, not bothering with further preparation. He almost regretted it when Sasuke screamed in pleasure and pushed back against him, sucking him in farther into his hot, tight body. Sasuke hadn�t been entered in so long that he felt almost like a virgin, a virgin who knew just how to receive cock. Itachi nearly lost it. A couple of more thrusts and he would have shot his load prematurely. Sasuke felt so damn good and fuck, Itachi was getting dizzy. His hips jerked on their own accord and Sasuke gave high-pitched moans at every one like a cock-loving whore. Itachi eventually regained his bearings but lost all control, and he withdrew all the way and slammed back in. Sasuke shuddered and came again, screaming louder than the first time. Itachi pulled back and flipped Sasuke over.
The younger boy looked like he was on the verge of passing out. His face was flushed bright red, his hair was messy, and his eyes were half lidded and asking for more. Itachi pulled Sasuke�s shirt open, ripping the buttons off, and pushed the cum-soaked skirt upward. Sasuke was still half-hard and covered in his own essence. Itachi put Sasuke�s legs on his shoulders and gripped his hips to steady him. This time, Itachi entered slowly, groaning all the while. Sasuke was whimpering and tossing his head, the bell ringing from around his throat. Itachi waited breathing heavily, until Sasuke met his eyes and nodded. Itachi started again at a slower pace, but that didn�t last long.
His thrusts were forceful and precise. They made the head of his cock brush up against Sasuke�s prostate, which caused the younger boy to thrash and scream and plead. The bell kept ringing without a moment�s reprieve in time with Itachi�s powerful hips, accompanying Sasuke�s wails. Soon, Sasuke tossed his head to the side and came again, bringing his brother with him, but Itachi was still rock hard, and he flipped Sasuke over again, lifted his ass high in the air, and resumed his pounding.
Sasuke�s voice soon grew hoarse and died, but that didn�t stop him from his constant begging. Although every inch of him was on fire he couldn�t help but want more. He had dreamed of Itachi fucking him while he had lost all semblance of control � there was no teasing or sexual frustration. When Itachi was like this is was like an unleashed beast during mating season, and Sasuke was the female in heat.
They reached completion together. Sasuke, with his throat sore and almost gone, gave a soft cry while Itachi practically roared, his hips pumping several times as he emptied all of his seed into Sasuke. He was buried to the hilt inside his brother although some of his cum splashed out in overflow. Sasuke was limp, his breathing evening out. Itachi carefully released his hips and pulled out slowly. There was some blood from their rough love making, and he carefully laid Sasuke down. He lied with him and gathered him into his arms, whispering apologies and sweet words of affection he would never utter to another soul. Sasuke, still unconscious, said nothing but cuddled closer.
The handcuffs and the book, along with most of Sasuke�s plans, had been forgotten.

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When Sasuke finally came to, it was dark outside and the mansion was completely silent. He noticed that he was no longer in Itachi�s room, but in his own room. He felt cleaner, as if someone had wiped him down, and cool underneath his sheets. He was naked, sore, tired, but alone in bed. He frowned, scanning the room for his brother.
Itachi was at his desk, his own laptop open. The desk light was on as he reviewed files of paperwork and periodically signed some of them. He must have heard Sasuke shift and whimper because he looked up and smirked. �Don�t move,� he warned. Sasuke glowered from his position.
�Yea,� he retorted, though the effect was ruined due to his scratchy voice. Every part of him was in pain, especially his legs and ass, but it was delicious, too. Itachi didn�t seem to think so. He was frowning as he approached Sasuke on the bed.
�Are you alright? You haven�t eaten, so I can�t give you pain killers.� Itachi sounded like he regretted what he had done as he brushed his fingers through Sasuke�s hair. �I�m sorry.�
Sasuke was surprised, but he just smiled softly. �Don�t be. I begged for it, remember?� He smirked coyly. �You did exactly what I wanted.�
�You�re a depraved child,� Itachi said affectionately.
�And you�re an old pervert, but I love you.�
�You would.� The older sibling leaned down and brushed his lips against Sasuke�s plaint ones. �That was what you wanted?� he asked, referring to Sasuke�s game. Sasuke licked Itachi�s lips, which still hadn�t left his.
�Mm, not exactly. I wanted to be a hooker, and I wanted you to pay to fuck me, but I looked more like a private schoolgirl than a whore.�
�Sounds the same to me,� Itachi said, chuckling as he straightened back up. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the lame joke. �Where did you get that idea, anyway?�
�You�re a businessman, and I love having sex with you,� the younger replied easily. �It�s your cologne. You smell so powerful and rich.� He could smell it now. Itachi was wearing a black button down and grey slacks, as if he had paid a visit to the office. Sasuke felt his groin stir, but he was much too satiated to become fully aroused.
�I see,� Itachi murmured, amused. �You�re the one who chose the scent for me.� When Sasuke and their mother had gotten him cologne several years ago for Christmas, Sasuke had said that that particular scent reminded him of Itachi. Itachi had been buying the same brand since then.
�Mm hm.� Sasuke�s eyes were closing tiredly, even though he had slept for an entire day. Itachi reached out and caressed his cheek, which was still rosy from their earlier passion. He left his spot beside his brother and returned to work.

Sorry about the schoolgirl/whore joke. Couldn't help myself. If you come from a private school, please don't be offended. I did, and let me tell you, where I come from, the joke his kinda true. hahah.
Thank you all so much for reading. I apologize for the long update. Thanks for staying with the story, even though you've probably forgotten what this is about... Hell, not even I know what this story is about. Ah, oh well.
P.S. I know in Chapter 2 that there was supposed to be some Sasuke/Itachi BDSM or whatever. Ah crap. Maybe I'll add it as an extra.
There is another version on Sasuke's fantasy, which is much different in plot, but the central idea is the same: Sasuke loves being treated like a whore. kukukuku

Thanks again! And please review if you want more. I don't know when this story will end, but it might be with this chapter!
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