Corruption | By : Sessygirl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N - Well this is for you Dys. Sorry it took me so long to finish it. College snuck up on me and took away all my spare time. So please forgive me and I hope you enjoy this. This is after all the kinkiest thing I have ever written. So I hope it works... xD
As for everyone else, have fun reading this sexy pairing.
Disclaimer- All rights to Naruto and characters go to their creator Kishimoto.
Corruption
Coal black eyes gazed over the crowd of sweaty bodies that grinded and moved to the fast and hard beat of the music of the club. They followed the movement of a young brunette, his hair cut at the jaw and spiked and gelled in the back, who was standing at the bar.
Itachi watched as Sasuke, his younger brother, whispered hurriedly to the grey haired bartender and owner of the small private club that he was now sitting at. Sasuke nodded, inconspicuously taking the small object that was handed to him.
A smile tugged at the corners of the older Uchiha’s mouth. His plan was going smoothly; pretty soon he would be living the desires that had been boiling in his blood and soul for so long. Itachi licked his lips in anticipation. Soon he would have that pale lithe body beneath him, moaning and pleading for his touch.
It was a pity that Sasuke had not shared his point of view on the matter. Oh well his brother could sit this one out and watch. He was sure that Sasuke would get much more pleasure out of the show then if he joined in the main attraction. His brother had an interesting kink, he loved seeing Itaching getting fucked by others or to watch his brothers hard dick disappear in one of their slut’s puckered holes.
So lost in thought was he that, Itachi did not notice Sasuke’s presence until the young brunette slid into the booth next to his brother.
“Just so you know, Kakashi expects payment for this.”
Itachi glared at the little key Sasuke dangled playfully in front of him. “It will be worth it in the end.”
Sasuke shrugged his shoulders, he really could careless what his brother got himself into. Kakashi’s payment was no concern of his, that much he was grateful for. Usually the perverted man would only demand porn in return of favors, porn he had not seen mind you. The idiot had every kind of porn, it was almost impossible to get him ‘new’ porn unless it was something you filmed yourself.
Another means of payment came in the form of participating in a threesome with him and his lover. There was only so long one could stomach being with the two, plus Iruka was much to womanly for Sasuke’s taste. The guy was obviously born in the wrong body.
“How much longer?” Itachi spoke without tearing his eyes from the door.
“Give or take... ten... twenty minutes? I just told him to come after work, so we could celebrate your promotion.” Sasuke’s smirk matching the one that began to form on Itachi’s lips.
“And what a way to celebrate indeed.”
“I guess, I really just want you to get this infatuation out of you system. Sex has been such a bore with you lately. Plus I don’t like the idea of you thinking about him when you’re fucking me.” Sasuke pouted, showing his displeasure. He didn’t like to share his brothers attention. True they slept around with others, but they only ever had one person always filling their mind’s; each other.
Now though Itachi’s mind was plagued with a new face, and Sasuke couldn’t help but feel irritated by it. He would never say anything though, Itachi could do what he wanted. Besides in the end, Sasuke knew that his brother would always crawl back to him.
Then again it was their uncle Itachi had to set his sights on. It had happened a month ago at the Uchiha family reunion. Usually Sasuke and Itachi did not stay long enough to meet every emotionally challenged member, but this time their father forced them to stay since his brother was finally coming to visit.
‘You haven’t seen him since you were two.’ Was his excuse, leaving them with no choice but to stay. All in all Sasuke guessed he could blame his father for all of this, if no one else.
It was pretty much infatuation at first sight for Itachi and irritation and jealousy for Sasuke. The jealousy part faded away soon after, but Sasuke couldn’t help but still feel irritated. He was worried that this fling might become more than just that.
The song on the dance floor changed to something slow but sensual, and the lights dimmed, coating their booth in complete darkness.
Itachi took a sip of his mixed drink, letting the taste linger on his tongue for a moment before swallowing. The liquid burned as it went down, but he showed no discomfort being accustomed to the feeling. Dark eyes boring into the door as it opened revealing the dark street outside decorated with the neon signs of various bars. The scenery was not what drew Itachi’s attention, it was the man standing awkwardly by the door. His styled hair fell around his shoulders, oh how Itachi could not wait to run his hand through it, to grip it forcefully as he fucked that wonderful mouth.
Sasuke shifted beside him getting up to stand.
“Come one, lets get this over with. I want to get you home, so I can have my turn. That bastard can’t have you all night.” He walked ahead leaving Itachi to stand by himself. The younger of the two waved in greeting as he met with his uncle. Itachi could already begin to feel himself growing hard and impatient. Sasuke was taking his damn time talking to his new toy.
Finally they began to make their way towards him and the hall in which held the private rooms.
“We got ourselves a private room since we didn’t think you wanted to deal with this.” Sasuke pointed to the crammed bar around them.
“Good to see you again Madara.” Itachi greeted his uncle, the slightest hint of a smirk on his face.
Madara smiled returning the greeting. “It was so nice to have invited me.”
“We are only glad that you could make it.” Sasuke was diligently unlocking the door. He really couldn’t believe that everything was going according to plan. Really the only thing he was worried about was the after math. If this ever got back to their father, well needless to say they could consider themselves dead.
Madara walked into the dark room blindly. Not sensing the danger that was slowly looming behind him. He faintly heard the locking of the door, but thought nothing of it. They were his family after all, what did he have to fear from them.
It wasn’t until he felt the breath of the devil on his neck, and firm hands holding his own behind his back that he began to question the real intent of the brothers.
“What are yo–” Teeth bit gently into the lobe of his ear pulling and kneading. The action sent a jolt through his body against his will.
Itachi smirked as he felt the shudder that ran through the other mans frame. He wanted this, even if he had yet to realize it himself.
“You won’t talk unless told, you understand slut?” Sasuke chuckled to himself from across the room. This was going to be far too entertaining. He would just have to seat himself here and enjoy the show.
Behind him was a plush armchair with a dim lamp sitting on a table next to it. The lamp flickered on lighting the room just enough to allow him to see what was happening.
Getting comfortable, he just had to wait for everything to start. Sasuke couldn’t help licking his dry lips at the thought of what was to come. His own cock was already straining in his too tight pants.
Madara whimpered as Itachi pushed him on top of the coffee table across from Sasuke, giving the young Uchiha a perfect view.
“But... I don’t–” Sasuke slapped his uncles face hard with the back of his hand.
“I don’t think we told you speak.” His tone was harsh and husky making Madara’s eyes go wide. They had learned quickly that their uncle was nothing like their father. Fugaku was harsh and strict, where as Madara was quiet and submissive.
“Now slut...” Itachi spoke then, pulling up Madara’s head by that soft raven hair. “You’re going to be a good fuck toy aren’t you?”
Madara’s eyes widened with knowing and began to squirm forcing Itachi to lean into him. Trapping the older man between himself and the hard cold table.
Itachi couldn’t help but groan when Madara’s ass pressed back into his hard need. He ground down hard into his pet, forcing his straining cock into the man’s clothed ass. Mercilessly punishing him down. The movement made Madara still and shudder, unwanted pleasure pumping liquid fire through his veins.
“Fuck Itachi, that’s hot.” Sasuke was watching the inner war ragging behind his uncles eyes. They were winning and everyone in the room knew it. “Now are you going to be a good slut?”
Madara said nothing.
Sasuke roughly gripped his hair, ignoring him as he cried out in pain. “Answer me.”
“Yes...” It was said so quietly that both brothers almost missed it.
“Yes what?” Sasuke continued to prod.
“Yes I will be a good slut.” Madara gasped out. Earning a smile from both Itachi and Sasuke.
After hearing those words Itachi wasted no time in reaching around to grasp the erection that he knew would be there waiting. Sure enough Madara was as hard as himself.
Harsh moans and gasps filled the room as Itachi roughly grinded his hand onto his pets cock. It was almost painful to Madara, but with the pain came pleasure that mixed and mingled to the point that it was impossible to tell one from the other.
“Shit...” Madara cursed. “More... harder...” He was starting to loose his mind. Nothing made sense except those hands and what they were doing to him, making him feel.
“You want more slut?” the sound of a belt coming loose reverberated throughout the room followed by a zipper and the sound of fabric sliding from a body. For a moment Sasuke wished he could be the one that was firmly stroking that weeping cock and making the most delicious sounds come out of that sinful mouth.
“Do you want to join Sasuke?” Itachi noticed the look within his brothers eyes and couldn’t help but smirk.
“Shut up Itachi. Just fuck him before I do it for you.” Sasuke retorted quickly.
Itachi really didn’t need his brother telling him what to do, but he listened to him none the less. He needed release soon, or he might take this to far. Itachi was known for the brutal things he had done to his partners and the last thing he needed was to loose control with Madara.
Releasing the older Uchiha to lay limply on the table, Itachi went about getting his own clothes off. He sucked in a hiss as the cold air of the room came into contact with his heated body.
By this time Sasuke had release his own erection from the confines of his pants. His hand running over the hard flesh at a leisurely pace.
“Are you going to take him raw?” The question brought Itachi’s attention back to Sasuke.
“What does the slut want?” Madara looked between the brothers. He didn’t care how he was taken, as long as he was filled with either brothers needy cock. It had been far too long since he had been bedded and he was too turned on to really care at this point.
“Please... please... just fuck me... now... gods fuck me into this damn table now!” The two younger Uchiha’s couldn’t help but smirk. This had been far easier than either had expected.
“When have you become such a cock slut my pet.” Itachi stroked his hand down the older mans trembling back. “Are you sure you can take my cock though? Can you handle me ramming into your ass with my thick hard cock?” Sasuke couldn’t even suppress the shiver that went down his spin at his brothers words. He knew exactly how it felt to be fucked by his brother.
“Yes...” Madara gasped out as he felt Itachi’s length pressing against his needy hole.
A quick jerk of his hips and Itachi was buried deep with in that ass he had dreamed about for weeks. Madara left out a silent scream at the harsh treatment he had so willingly asked for.
He was unable to even catch his breath before Itachi was forcibly thrusting into the tight heat, Madara choking out mixed words and moans. It felt so good, yet hurt so much. He wanted so much to close his eyes and loose himself to the sensations yet seeing the hungry look in Sasuke’s eyes as he sat before him bringing himself to completion, made Madara keep his eyes firmly open. He had never been one to think kinky or dirty thoughts, but he was sure that he would love to see Sasuke masturbate any day.
“Fuck your beautiful... so tight, damn your so tight.” Itachi forced his way through the tightly clamped muscles again and again, only shifting ever so slightly to scrape against the spot that would send his pet over the edge.
“Ah... oh god...” Madara was so close now, he could feel the fire building with in him, goading him to reach that extra mile and fly over the edge. “I’m... I’m gonna–”
“Like hell you are... not yet pet, we’ll come together, all three of us.” His dark coal eyes burned into Sasuke’s piercing ones. “Right Sasuke?” He received a quick nod. Satisfied Itachi dug his nails into the older mans hips, bring his mouth up to nip at his lovers neck.
“Almost there... fuck... just... a...a minute...” Itachi could feel as he too was coming closer to the point on no return. Soon he would feel the familiar sensation of his orgasm over taking his being.
“Come for me.” He demanded and they did. Sasuke screaming out his brothers name as he released himself, coating Madara’s face in the process.
Madara groaned his own climax as he felt itachi coming deep within him.
The pair slumped to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Sasuke sat watching them, a smile on his face. This had been more entertain then he had originally thought and most satisfying.
Catching his breath, Madara looked between his two nephews. He couldn’t help the smirk that made its way across his flushed face.
“You know...” He stated. “You guys sure do know how to throw one hell of a celebration.”
It was then, in the glorious after glow of sex that they all laughed, something that had not been done among Uchiha’s in a long time.
The End
A/N - And there you have it. Hope you liked it at the very least.
-Akiru-
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