Take me nii-san

“The only reason why I’m doing this, Itachi” Kisame said with irritation, “is that what happens to your brother is not Akatsuki’s fucking business, that’s what I think. If someone should kill him, that will be you, and if you don’t want to kill him, just make sure the little brat never bothers us again. We beat the crap out of him and I was told to kill him, but I think that’s something between you two. And don’t think I’m doing this because I’m your fucking best friend or something. That kid may have really awesome skills, but he’s damn stupid if he thinks he can mess with us and get away with it. Just get him out of here.”
After saying this, Kisame dropped Sasuke’s motionless body on the ground and went away with a really annoyed look on his face.
Itachi didn’t even move for a minute or two. Then he slowly knelt beside unconscious Sasuke and turned his head so he could see his face. He gasped. Despite the dirt and the blood, his face was so beautiful. It wasn’t the childish cute little face he remembered, but Sasuke still had those delicious lips, and maybe he had the same shiny eyes, but now they were lidded. Itachi gently touched his cheek, then lifted him from the ground and held him, burying his face in Sasuke’s dirty blood drenched hair.

“Let me go, you motherfucker!” Ferocious green eyes were giving him wild angry glares. “What is this place, why did you bring me here?” She still hadn’t adjusted her eyes to the darkness in the small room she had been shoved in.
“I need your help, Sakura.” He turned on the light.
“And why the hell do you think I would help a damn freak and murderer like you?”
“I don’t want you to help me. Help him.”
Sakura turned around to see what Itachi pointed at and froze at the sight of blood covered unconscious Sasuke.
“What have you done to him, you monster, what have you…”
He slapped her face. “Listen and don’t waste my time. He’s injured, heal him. I haven’t done anything to him, I want him to live. I know you care about him, and I know you can heal.”
He carefully watched her as she did her best to recover Sasuke’s crushed body, he could read various emotions in her eyes, some of them were the same as those in his own heart.
“You want him, don’t you?” he said when she had finished healing. “You want him as desperately as I do. This is the last time you see him. I’ll take him with me. That’s where he belongs.”
He heard her whine and saw the terror and the pain in her eyes. Her beautiful green eyes.
He came closer to her, unzipping his pants. She made a few steps backwards, until her back was against the wall. Itachi pressed himself to her, she felt he was hardening. She struggled, but it was in vain, he was stronger and held her firmly, whispering in her ear “You dream about him every night, don’t you? Yes, you do, I can tell. Well, he’s mine. The only thing you can get from him is his brother who looks like him.” Saying this, he tore her clothes, lifted her legs up and thrusted in her.
She screamed and cursed, but her body was pinned to the wall and the huge cock was sliding in and out of her, and she could do nothing to stop it. She looked angrily at Itachi’s face, and then… She wasn’t able to look away. His face, so close to hers, so beautiful, his dark eyes, the same as Sasuke’s, silky black locks, the same as Sasuke’s, brushing her skin…
“Sasuke…” she whispered and stopped struggling, her hands gripped his shoulders and she arched her back to meet his slams. What she felt was getting better and better, she writhed and moaned, and then she came, screaming Sasuke’s name and staring straight at Itachi’s eyes. The same eyes as Sasuke’s.
He thrusted a few more times, then he pressed his face to her shoulder and came inside her with a low growl. He pulled out and let her go. She looked at him breathless and speechless. He took Sasuke in his arms, gave her one last look and said “I know you want him, but I want him more.” Before she could even blink he had disappeared.
She collapsed on the floor, still panting. He was a murderer and her enemy. She was supposed to hate him, but she didn’t, just because he looked like Sasuke. This was a rape and she was supposed to hate it, but she had enjoyed it, just because he looked like Sasuke. This was sick. Then she realized that he actually hadn’t done it for himself, but for her, reading in her eyes her almost pathological obsession with Sasuke. And it had worked. It had made her come. That damn resemblance. The sick pleasure of having something so similar to Sasuke… and not only the similarity, just… Itachi was so… (Yeah, yeah, he was Itachi Uchiha after all.)
She felt like the most pathetic and miserable creature in the world. And the worst thing was that she knew she would never have the chance to have Sasuke himself, or at least his b-… No, she didn’t even want to think about how much she had enjoyed what had just happened. She sighed. Well, she couldn’t bother about this forever.
Now she had to forget about Sasuke and his bro-… yeah, whatever. The best thing she could do was to find someone else who… An idea formed in her mind. If similarities turned her on… Yes, it was obvious. Now she had to find a hot man with black hair and dark eyes, but who? Just the thought of Sai made her what to throw up. No. Hell no. Then who? She thought for a minute and then it hit her. Kotetsu. Damn right! Kotetsu was hot!

He blinked, then opened his eyes wide, trying to understand where he was. The only familiar thing in the room was a face, a face he hadn’t seen for too long.
“Itachi…” He didn’t have enough strength to form any other words and slowly sank back into unconsciousness. Days passed, most of the time he slept, waking up from time to time, he could see Itachi’s face or his silhouette, moving around the room, then he was falling asleep again. He wanted to say something to him, but he didn’t know what. It went on like that, Itachi was taking care of him, none of them saying anything, until Sasuke recovered enough to stay awake and get out of the bed.

Sasuke was standing on the small balcony, staring at the endless desert before him, nothing but sands and high yellow-brown and reddish cliffs. He was on the top floor of an odd building in an odd city on the edge of the desert. He turned around and looked at Itachi.
“Where are we, it’s a desert, but it’s not Suna.”
Itachi came closer to him. “No, it’s not. This is a much more distant place. It’s far away, away from Konoha, away from everyone, away from everything. No one can find us here, no one will look for us. I made them all think we were both dead.”
‘Not without a little help’ he thought, the memory flashed through his mind… Kisame had said with his usual irritation “And don’t you dare think I’m doing this because I care or something, I told you I’m not your fucking best friend. I don’t really give a damn, I just… I just… oh, Itachi, why you have to go away? Eh. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything.” And then Kisame had sighed and had left, after looking at him for the last time.
And now Itachi was here with Sasuke, where no one could find them, but he didn’t know how Sasuke felt about it. Sasuke’s voice interrupted his thoughts.
“One of your friends, or whatever these people were to you… While they were beating me, after they had defeated me, he told me about you, the real reason why you killed the clan. All that you said to me was a lie. He told me everything, laughed at me and called me a moron who didn’t know what a ridiculous mistake he was making. I guess he did it because they intended to kill me. All the things this man knows about you… Is it true?”
“Yes.”
For a while they just stood there in silence, Itachi looking at Sasuke’s face, trying to read what he felt, but he could see nothing in his dark eyes. Sasuke’s expression was blank, his black locks trembling in the wind, swaying across his face.
Sasuke looked down, then looked at Itachi again, he hesitated for another minute or two, then he finally spoke. “You should have told me.” Saying this, he made a pouty face. He was grown up now, but it was the same pouty face he made when he was little.
A smile appeared on Itahci’s lips, he couldn’t hold it.
“Why are you laughing at me? What’s so funny? I was trying to kill you, damn it! And then I found out that actually I had no real reason to do it, that man told me everything. It’s not funny, what if I… don’t laugh at me!”
“I’m not laughing at you. I’m just smiling.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re cute, silly.” Sasuke’s eyes widened. Cute?
“You didn’t think I was cute when I was little, you always pushed me away.”
“You’re wrong. In fact you were too cute, I just couldn’t take it.”
Itachi came closer to him. Both of them were tense, both of them feeling urges to do something, but not knowing what exactly.
“Do you remember what I did the day before I left?”
“You… you…” Sasuke remembered the softness of Itachi’s lips and his body heated up. The tension increased, they could feel it in the air, both of them were on the verge of some reaction, but yet holding it.
Itachi made another step forward, now he was standing right in front of Sasuke, just a few inches separated their faces. Itachi slowly raised his hand and brushed Sasuke’s messy black locks away from his face, then he leaned, their lips touched and Sasuke trembled, as if an electric spark ran through his body. He slowly rubbed his lips against Itachi’s, it was the same feeling of warmth and sweetness he had experienced years ago, sitting on the porch with Itachi. His lips moved on their own, pressing against Itachi’s, his tongue slipping out to meet Itachi’s and tangle with it. It didn’t matter to him if this was the right thing to do, all he knew was that it was what his mind and body desperately craved for ever since he was little.

For years Itachi had kept in his mind the memory of the cute childish smiling face, the pink blushing cheeks, wet from the rain, the taste of the plump lips and the writhing tongue, that magical and stunning feeling of kissing his little brother for the first time. The spell of that kiss had haunted him all these years, and now when he had the grown up kid standing before him, he felt the same devastating desire to touch him, to taste every part of him. Sasuke wasn’t a little kid any more, now he was a gorgeous teen, and when looking at him, Itachi felt some new excitement, added to the passion burning in him all these years, never disappearing, invading his dreams, ruling over his fantasies. Sasuke was the same kid, the same sweetness, and yet there was something new, he was just cute before, now he was handsome, he had a well developed grown body, his face was serious and cold, and yet some childish innocence was still hiding in his eyes.

When their lips touched, Itachi didn’t know where he was, in heaven, in hell, or just lost in the nothingness, his desire tore him apart, any ideas of right and wrong broke to pieces, never to be repaired, all he knew was that wanting his little brother was so torturous, and having him was the only way, right or wrong, he wanted nothing else.
Itachi looked in Sasuke’s eyes for a few very long seconds, then started undressing him, his eyes were devouring every revealed part of his body, until he took off all of his clothes, then briefly removed his own. Then he grabbed him and pressed him in a suffocating hug, holding him so tight, as if he wanted them to melt and mingle, and become one. Then he pushed him to the bed, his fingers touching his body everywhere, sliding gently across the soft skin, or squeezing fiercely the flesh. Itachi growled and started kissing and licking, tasting him, gently sucking or fiercely biting the skin, he wanted to devour him, all of him, he was insatiable, insane with desire, impatient to indulge his gluttony, gluttony that could never be indulged, he would always want more and more, more of Sasuke’s lips, and skin, and eyes, and hair, every detail of this experience, more and more of it.
Sasuke’s body was relaxed, his mind was dizzy, the look in his eyes was so soft and blissful, he was just lying there, listening to Itachi’s grunts, quiet moans escaping his lips. He was strangely submissive, completely surrendering to Itachi’s touches, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, enjoying everything he did, slightly arching and shivering under his greedy fingers and hungry mouth.
The feeling of Itachi’s skin sliding against his own tempted him, he wanted to feel more of it, and the view of Itachi’s hard cock swaying between his muscular thighs hypnotized him, it drew him like a magnet.
Sasuke sat in the bed and leaned to Itachi, he ran his fingertips on Itahci’s lips, Itachi kissed them and licked them playfully, then the fingers continued their journey on the silky skin, gently brushing it, tickling it, exploring it, enjoying the feeling, then tangling in the long strands of Itachi’s loose hair.
A soft shade of pink coloured Sasuke’s cheeks, Itachi could see in his eyes some mixture of the same innocent childish curiosity and admiration he had already seen there when Sasuke was little, and some new lustful and dirty shine, begging for satisfaction and promising heavenly delights.
Sasuke’s fingers touched Itachi’s hardened cock, at first so gently that it was tickling, then wrapped around it firmly, not moving up and down, just squeezing, as if to enjoy its hardness and thickness, then stroking slowly from the base to the tip and back. Then Sasuke lowered his head, his lips touched the tip of the large hard cock, he took the head in his mouth and looked up, his wide open shiny eyes captured Itachi’s gaze and Sasuke slid the cock inside his mouth very slowly, sucking it in, until all of it was inside the hot wetness, the head pressed in his throat. Then Sasuke moved back, sliding the cock out of his mouth at the same slow speed, his lips tightly wrapped around it, then he licked and sucked only the head, all the time he was looking at Itachi’s eyes, his eyelashes fluttering, a darker shade of pink colouring his cheeks. He played with the cock, licking it like a cat, or just tickling it with the tip of his tongue, or sucking hard, seeing nothing but the wet shiny flesh, hearing nothing but Itachi’s moans, his world filled with bliss and content from finally having his brother.
Itahci felt as if his body would melt, lose its shape and pour on the floor in a formless puddle, his blood was boiling. The pleasure he felt while Sasuke was doing this to him was overwhelming, but the urge to touch him was greater, so he pushed him away and resumed the hectic touching and kissing, greedily licking every part of his body. Sasuke was so submissive, perfectly obedient like a dream, a fantasy that eagerly did whatever it was told to do. Itachi couldn’t get enough of the taste of his skin, he licked it more and more, the plump lips, the hardened nipples, reddened from sucking and biting, the fully erect cock, long and thick, the round balls, and the little hole, Sasuke’s body was wildly arching and shuddering when Itachi was plunging his tongue in and out of it, then licking his cock again, sucking hard, then kissing again every part of his body. Everything was so sweet, so soft and pink and delicious, so touchable and kissable, it was like cherries and strawberries and rose petals, like ice-cream and candy, Itachi wanted it, it made him tender, it made him ferocious, torn apart between the urges to be gentle and relentless at the same time.
He slid a wet finger inside the gorgeous trembling body, and when he found what he was looking for, he watched him writhe so beautifully, and enjoyed the scream that escaped Sasuke’s lips.
“Sasuke…” Itachi’s voice was husky and hissing, saliva was dripping from his mouth. “I want… I want to enter your body…” He looked at Sasuke’s eyes, blushing cheeks and parted lips, he could never imagine a better uke.
Sasuke’s face expressed nothing but pure pleasure, surrender, and desire to be fucked. He blinked, eyelashes fluttering, licked his lips and whispered “Take me, nii-san, take me, I never wanted anything else, just to be with you, to be yours, take me any way you want, I’ll do anything… anything… for you…”
Itachi couldn’t resist. His adorable Sasuke was lying in the bed before him, defenseless and helpless, completely obedient, horny, panting and moaning, every inch of his precious flesh was fully accessible, all of his body was exposed and open and ready for him, welcoming, his tempting lips were whispering words that heated Itachi up almost to the point at which his body would boil, evaporate and disappear without a trace.
For a minute Itachi just looked at him and did nothing, only their heavy breathing could be heard in the suddenly quiet room.
“Take me, nii-san…” The soft whisper tickled Itachi’s mind and dissolved in the silence.
“Take me…” Sasuke closed his eyes and arched his body. “Take me…”
Itachi pressed the tip of his cock on Sasuke’s entrance and slowly slid it inside, watching the small hole stretch wider and wrap tightly around him, the heavenly feeling made him throw his head back and close his eyes for a second, then he looked down again and pressed more, observing the slow movement of his dick deeper and deeper inside Sasuke, filling him more and more. The head reached the spot where touching was sweetest, and Sasuke arched wildly and screamed, then he hectically pushed his hips to make Itachi’s dick slide deeper. Itachi pressed him to the mattress, held him tight and briefly shoved all of his cock inside. Then for a while he didn’t move at all, despite his impatience. He just lost himself in the feeling of being inside Sasuke’s body, the twitching silky flesh was pressing him so hard, it was tight. Then his cock twitched, and it made Sasuke squeal as he felt it throbbing inside him. Itachi claimed his lips, they parted submissively, letting him in, and he shoved his tongue inside, he wanted to thrust himself in Sasuke in every possible way, thrust his dick, thrust his tongue, fill him everywhere. The way every part of Sasuke’s body willingly opened for him drove him mad.
He broke the kiss and looked at Sasuke’s face, then he started moving, enjoying how the tight hole squeezed him. Judging by the way Sasuke’s body tensed and his arms and legs wrapped around him, Itachi could tell he was touching the right place. And the fascinating sounds that escaped Sasuke’s lips. First he was softly mewling like a sweet little kitten, then his breath started hitching, he moaned louder and louder as the stimulation got more and more intense, there was something slutty in his moans, something so not childish, then he started screaming wildly and he came, squirming in Itachi’s arms.
This was faster than what Itachi had expected, he continued slamming, letting out grunts of satisfaction. His little Sasuke was so unbelievably hot and sweet and gorgeous and fuckable. He responded so cutely to all of his actions, and his body was so sensitive. And his eyes… that look… a deadly combination of the look of an innocent little angel and a dirty whore. Itachi felt as if he was holding in his arms all the beauty and all the sin in the world.
He started slamming harder, noticing that Sasuke was still horny, even hornier than before, he heard his low purring growls and felt his body writhe beneath him, the grip of Sasuke’s legs around his waist tightened, violent shivers were raging through his body as Sasuke was getting closer to another orgasm, his growls turning into wild screams.
Itachi was thrusting harder and faster, pleasure overwhelmed his entire being, so intense that it hurt. He pressed Sasuke in his hug and slammed him, and kissed him, and licked his face, he wanted to engulf him, to pierce him, to tear him apart and kiss his insides, lick the hot squirming flesh and eat his throbbing heart, to have him forever.
Sasuke was heavily panting, squeezed in the firm embrace of Itachi’s strong arms, shattered from the wild sensations, unable and unwilling to control himself, shuddering, screaming and looking straight in Itachi’s eyes as he came for the second time, all the innocence disappearing from his look, the lines of his face squirming in some slutty sinful expression of twisted satisfaction from being fucked in a wrong way by a wrong person, and feeing so right. Being so dirty and indecent, and feeling so damn good.
What Itachi saw on Sauske’s face at that moment made him come right away, he could almost feel every cell in his brain shudder violently. Then he relaxed completely, drowning in bliss, lying on top of Sasuke and feeling his heartbeat, not pulling out, just lying there still and quiet.

Some time later they were standing on the balcony, staring at the endless sands of the desert, the wind playing with their hair. Itachi was behind Sasuke, his arms were firmly wrapped around him in a possessive hug, he nuzzled him and licked his neck.
Sasuke sighed and whispered softly “Take me, nii-san… take me again.”
Itachi shivered and felt his cock getting harder. He smirked and thought ‘The little slut can’t resist me, I make his ass permanently horny.’
Yeah, yeah, he was Itachi Uchiha after all, no one could resist him.

Green eyes narrowed, teeth gritted.
“I tell you for the last time, Kotetsu, no. NO. No, damn it! We’re not having a threesome with Izumo! Izumo, you bastard, put your pants back on, and get out of here. Now! And… Kotetsu, what makes you think that I want to watch how you shove your dick in his ass?”
Kotetsu stuttered. “Um… well… you know, Sakura, all the girls love to see two guys fucking, right?”

THE END