krito1389: I only approve of incest when it’s Sasuke Uchiha and Itachi Uchiha.
00-night-eyes-00: Thank ye! I hope you enjoy it!
meow-meow-the-unicorn: You make me blush. And it was well worded, thank you.
Tiger-nami: It’s lemon time!
Seraphic: I apologize for the emotional rollercoaster I caused! Kakashi is very much aware he’s the winner.
Cuzosu: ^_^
RangerDanger1315: Oh, I do too. It’s my favorite thing in the world. I’ve got another story. You. Will. Love! Must get on that one. This one has a bit of slutty Uchiha.
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The Smiling Fox: Oh, you embarrass me! Thank you! Yeah, it’s just one story/chapter that the rules required a beta for. Thank you though.
‘K, I know you’re all like ‘Finish the stories you’ve been working on and don’t be working on a new one!!!’ But this is one of the stories I work on when I’m having trouble with the others and this one is ready for some publishing. So, forgive me. Here’s some humor and lemon for you. *ducks away to work on the others*
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Kakashi realized he didn’t even know the name of the company before he called and he was shocked when he found out: Sharingan. one of the largest companies in the world, making everything from stealth bombers to sunglasses. Kakashi remembered seeing the three tomoe logo on weapons and ammo many times in the military.
And it was amazing what the name ‘Sasuke Uchiha’ could do. No asking for a resume, no waiting a week for an appointment, Sakura asked him if he could come in the same day. It was his day off so Kakashi took a quick shower, put on his best—only—suit and took the bus downtown to the address Sakura had given him. It happened to be the largest building in the city. A blond woman with artificial pink highlights and a pink dress was loitering at the front desk waiting for him. She stuck out her hand as soon as he gave his name to the receptionist.
“Sakura Haruno,” she said as she shook his hand. “Nice to meet you Mr. Hatake.”
“Pleasure’s mine.”
She smiled. “This way.”
A short elevator ride and an even shorter corridor led to the woman’s office. God, she loved pink! And Sasuke Uchiha. Stalker indeed. Press clippings, photographs, a copy of his signature on her hiring documents . . . Why wasn’t the man frightened of her? And why wasn’t she embarrassed?
“Your resume?” she asked once they were both seated. Kakashi didn’t hesitate. She scanned it. “Oh, yes, we do prefer to hire veterans; the president, Itachi Uchiha, was in Iraq after all. He especially likes to fill security positions with them.
“We don’t have any security positions open at the moment, but they open up; not everyone can handle an Uchiha.” The look in her eye said she thought she was one of the few who could. Considering she was on the second floor and the Uchiha brothers were likely on the eighty-second said there was no evidence of that. “And Sasuke Uchiha is on the verge of firing one of his bodyguards, but he’s been on the verge for three years.
“I do have an opening as a personal assistant to Itachi Uchiha—one of three actually. It’s not secretary work; it’s more like handling his schedule. We need a third man who can tell people to bugger off even if it’s the President of the United States, Emperor of Japan, or Itachi’s little brother.” Her eyes when to a picture of her beloved Sasuke. Kakashi thought he knew why Sasuke needed a bodyguard: this girl.
“I also have a boring filing position, network engineer—but you seem far too well groomed for that one. Cyber security, but you weren’t in intelligence were you? Or am I allowed to ask?”
“Specialties in sniping and hand to hand combat.”
“You need to be Sasuke’s bodyguard. Let’s see . . . call center crap, order processor, blah, blah, blah. Well, Sasuke asked that you be put in security—probably so that he’d have a replacement once he fires that creep he’s got now—but we have no openings at the moment. Itachi Uchiha, needs an assistant. He’s the nicer of the two anyway. You might even get to use your skills to fight off people who insist on meeting with him. Oh, and the starting salary for this position is $70,000 a year.”
Kakashi really didn’t know what he was getting into, but anything was better than dressing like a pirate at a family diner—one of the nicer family diners, but a family diner all the same. And it didn’t hurt that that was nearly three times his current salary.
“I’ll take it.”
“When can you start?”
“Well, I have another job at the moment; I’ll give my notice. I do work a lot of evenings and weekends, so I could still come in for orientation and some training before I’ll be free to come in normally.”
“That’s sound perfect. We’ll go ahead and do the paperwork and schedule a time for you to come in and meet Mr. Uchiha and start showing you the ropes.”
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Two days later he formally met the older Uchiha brother. God he was gorgeous. Itachi saluted and Kakashi reacted out of instinct, saluting back then they shook hands. He could feel slight calluses on his palm and fingers, but his hand was soft from being out of the service for a while and probably actively tried to lose them. Kakashi’s calluses were still rough.
“Mr. Hatake, I’m always glad to meet a fellow ‘Snake Eater.’”
“Thank you.”
One of the other assistants standing behind Itachi, the blond from the diner, snickered. Itachi rolled his eyes and turned. “What are you, twelve?”
“No, sir.”
“A Snake Eater is a member of the special forces, someone who can eat venomous snakes for dinner. Show some respect.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Uchiha.”
Kakashi caught the quick smirk on Itachi’s face suggesting that Itachi agreed that the other, sexual, definition of the term as applied to him. Kakashi tried to keep an erection at bay. What he wouldn’t he give for just an hour with this man!
“That one’s Naruto Uzumaki,” Itachi said. “He’s actually Minato Namikaze’s son, but he doesn’t like people to know that his father’s the Attorney General.”
“Then why’d you tell him?” Naruto asked.
Itachi just smiled at Kakashi. “He handles most of the internal things. Iruka Umino is the
calm, one; he handles the more secretarial duties.”
The brunette with naturally tanned skin waved.
“You’ll be handling my actual meetings. Or rather, preventing them. Hope you can be an intimidating guard dog.”
Kakashi smirked. “I think I can handle that.”
“Good. Though, you do too good of a job my brother will steal you away to keep his stalkers off him.”
“I believe I met one of them.”
“Yes, Sakura. Almost seems rabid enough to put down.”
All of them laughed except Naruto.
“Naruto’s been handling your job for last month—and sucking at it. He’ll show
what he does; I’ll show you
how later.”
“Itachiiii,” Naruto whined.
“Don’t worry, you’re desk won’t be next to his.”
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Kakashi settled in well. On his first full day, he saw Sasuke again.
Sasuke stalked across the open floor past the elevated that sat between the brother’s offices. He stopped when he saw Kakashi. He threw him a quick smile and a ‘Hey.’ Then he turned to Iruka. “Iruka, is my brother jerking off?”
“I think so,” the brunette said.
Sasuke didn’t even knock on Itachi’s door, he just went in.
Kakashi raised his eyebrows and looked at Iruka.
“Oh, that’s Sasuke’s way of asking if his brother is busy. They’re an odd pair.”
Naruto chuckled. “You can say that again.”
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“You utter bastard,” Sasuke said once the door shut behind him.
“Good morning, Otouto,” Itachi said behind his desk, still working.
“You stole Kakashi from me.”
“That’s right. I gave Sakura a pair of your boxers and she herded him over to me.”
“Which ones?”
Itachi scoffed at Sasuke’s sudden shift in priorities. “The Batman ones.”
“You didn’t.”
“At least I didn’t give her the Darth Vader ones you used the bleach pen on to say ‘I like it in the Dark Side’ on the ass.”
“I only did that because you gave me such childish underwear for Christmas.”
“Then why do you where them, Otouto? Anyway, they were clean, but obviously worn, so she was happy.”
“You are an evil bastard.”
“I thought we established that a long time ago.”
“You know, I could use another body guard.”
“You have Sai, Genma, Ebisu, Izumo, Kotetzu, and that little demon shit Gaara. All I have is Raido, Anko, Tsume, and the asthmatic.”
“Hayate,” Sasuke supplied the asthmatic swordsman’s name. “But you’re not using him as a bodyguard. Not fair, Itachi. Anyway, you’re ex-military, I’m just a martial arts brat.”
“I haven’t touched him. You get your first shot.”
Sasuke was suddenly in a much better mood. “Oh. When does he get off?”
“Knowing you, about ten minutes after you do.”
“Bastard.”
“Brat. Five.”
“Same as Umino and dobe?”
“Yes.”
“Keep him late then.”
“And why would I help you?”
“’Cause you might end up with one serious case of blue balls.”
“I can fuck whoever I want, brat. But I’ll keep him over.”
“Thanks, Aniki.” Sasuke came up to him and kissed him on the lips. And stayed there.
Itachi pulled away. “Save that for Kakashi-kun.”
“He doesn’t seem like the type to put out on a first date.”
“But you are. Just don’t overdo it and don’t slut it up.”
“I won’t scare away your handsome secretary.”
“You better not or I’ll just have to ask Sakura over for drinks.”
“You wouldn’t,” Sasuke threatened. “If you ever let that women in our home I’ll kill you.”
“Then you’d be stuck raising any future Uchiha brats all by yourself. Have fun.”
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Sasuke came out again rushing; he really did need to get back to work.
“Hey, teme,” Naruto called to him.
“Not now, dobe.”
“He has time to fuck around with his brother, but not his best friend?”
Kakashi raised another eyebrow, but not at the ‘fuck around,’ but that Naruto and Sasuke were ‘best friends.’ He couldn’t image the two being friends.
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Itachi was a man of his word. Just as Iruka and Naruto were packing up—early—Itachi came out and asked Kakashi if he could stay a few minutes late. Kakashi of course—especially with no life—said yes. He followed Itachi back into his office. Itachi sat down and Kakashi stood beside Itachi’s imposing looking black desk.
“I wanted to warn you as soon as possible about certain people who will come calling.”
Itachi surprised him by pulling out very official looking dossiers of several men and women and gave them to him.
“If any of these people show up and will not take no for an answer, you can alert security or you can kick their asses yourself; your choice. It’s one reason I wanted someone of your . . . qualifications.”
“Understood.”
“Memorize these names and faces. I cannot be in the same room with them. Take a quick look at them now and you can study them whenever you have time, but these can’t leave the building. They’ll be fine in your desk.”
Itachi then hefted a second pile. “These people are a little different. I will take their calls, but meeting with them is a different matter. I do have . . . business with them; nothing nefarious, but I can’t be seen with them. If they absolutely need to see me, you and I will work on a meeting, but if they just show up, throw them out.”
“Understood.”
Itachi grabbed his coat and briefcase then walked Kakashi out of his office. “Just check the names, make sure you haven’t been contact by any of them so far. Don’t stay long, five, ten minutes; I don’t want to keep you over.”
“I’ll only take a few minutes.”
“Good.”
Kakashi sat down with the files and Itachi went down the hall to his brother’s office. He knocked and said, “I’m leaving, Otouto.”
Kakashi heard a muffled, “’K.”
Itachi came back down the hall to the elevators between the two offices. “Goodnight, Kakashi,” Itachi said as the elevator arrived.
“Goodnight, sir.”
Itachi left, smirking once the doors shut. He
knew Kakashi would have a good night.
It was silent as Kakashi shifted through the files. Many of them looked like men no one would want to fuck with, especially Hidan, Kakazu, and Orochimaru. The last one looked like a pedophile. Or a bad Michael Jackson impersonator. Or both.
He was just finishing and testing the lock on his drawers when Sasuke came out of his office, already wrapped in his expensive wool coat. He walked to the elevators. Kakashi was taking a last look at the names before he locked them up. Sasuke abandoned the elevator and came over to sit on the corner of Kakashi’s desk.
“Hey, haven’t had the chance to speak with you yet.”
Kakashi wasn’t startled, but when he looked up, he couldn’t believe how sexy that wool coat was on Sasuke. How could something so concealing look so sexy?
“Thank you for the foot in the door.”
“Not a problem. Better than the restaurant?”
“Much.”
“Any problem with the pink-haired-one?”
“Ha, no. But she seems rather . . .”
“Obsessed, scary, psychotic . . .”
“Exactly.”
“Old school friend. She, Naruto, and I went to school together. She’s good at her job and I don’t have the heart to fire her. She stays away though. Or rather, I keep her away.” They chuckled together. “Any plans this evening?”
“None.”
“Let me buy you a drink. Or a meal. Or both.”
“Sure.”
“I’ll drive and pay, I’m filthy rich.”
“I won’t argue then.”
They got into the elevator.
“Do you drive here?” Sasuke asked on their way down to the parking structure under the building.
“No, I don’t own a car.”
“Good, then we don’t have to worry about leaving yours. Is my brother working you hard?”
“Not at all. Seems a simple job. But I have a feeling it will get interesting.”
“Yeah. My brother is a . . . popular man. There are some unsavory people who want in. I don’t rank high enough on the totem pole for the riff raff to come after me; my brother makes sure of that.”
The doors opened to show two of Sasuke’s bodyguards, Sai and Genma.
Then why do you need so many body guards, Kakashi wondered.
“He’s rather protective,” Sasuke continued as if reading Kakashi’s mind.
Sasuke led him past the black limo where Kotetzu waited to open the door and chose instead a black Cadillac, getting into the driver’s seat himself. Kakashi smirked and got into the passenger seat.
“What about your bodyguards?” Kakashi asked as he buckled in.
“They’ll follow at a distance. Japanese or Italian?”
“I love both.”
“I’m in the mood for Italian.”
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They ended the night at a pub down the street from the restaurant. Kakashi barely noticed the bodguards standing around. The one that looked the most like Sasuke, Sai, was blending in way too much; he was currently getting drunk off by himself. Izumo just shook his head at the younger man.
Sasuke and Kakashi sat at a high table sipping whisky. Sasuke kept getting closer to Kakashi, but they didn’t quite touch.
“May I ask,” Sasuke began, “why do you wear the eye patch? Why not a glass eye?”
“Glass eyes look like you have a lazy eye, makes you look idiotic. I do have one, I just rearly wear it. I like the patch. With the scar, it’s just as obvious I’m missing it.”
“Does give you a more fascinating air,” Sasuke said, inching a little closer.
“So, other than the obvious, why’d it never work out between you and the pink one?” Kakashi asked.
“Sooo not my type. I’d rather fuck Naruto. Dumbass blond. Anyway, it’s been a fine love triangle: she’s in love with me, Naruto’s in love with her, and I’m disinterest in them both. Neither of them has realized it’s impossible.”
“Why impossible?”
“Sakura thinks he’s an annoying moron and I don’t swing her way.” There, he said it, he’s gay. What would Kakashi’s reaction to that be?
“Neither do I. She’s a good example why.”
“Exactly! Not to say guys can’t get obsessive, annoying, and go psycho-bitch on you, but I prefer a levelheaded man.”
Kakashi raised his glass. “To levelheaded relationships.”
They touched glasses and drained them.
“Hey, I’m plastered,” Sasuke said. “My bodyguards can drive us. Where you live anyway?”
“On the eastside.”
“Descent area. I live nearby, want to come over?”
Sasuke was half off his stool to be close to Kakashi. He was leaning in a little, his intention obvious.
Kakashi was thanking his lucky stars. Losing an eye, getting kicked out of the service, working at that damn diner, all of it was worth the chance to sleep with this young Adonis—though he’d prefer the elder brother. It was even worth being fired in the morning. Fucking the boss’s precious little brother had to be somewhere in the company bylaws as terms for dismissal, if not murder. And he was just drunk enough to not care about the consequences.
“I’d love to.” His voice was almost a low growl and his one eye was hooded with alcohol laced lust.
“Good.” Sasuke practically jumped off the stood and signaled to his bodyguards. Izumo grabbed Sai and pulled him outside and into the back of the caddy. He drove the smaller car while Sasuke and Kakashi got into the limo driven by Kotetzu.
Sasuke was not of a mind to wait. Kakashi made it clear he knew what Sasuke wanted and was willing so he turned on Kakashi as soon as the doors to the limo shut. He crawled onto Kakashi’s lap and kissed him.
Sasuke shrugged off his coat and pulled at the tie Kakashi still wore. Kakashi pulled at Sasuke’s shirt, tugging it out from where it was tucked in his pants. He slid his hands up underneath the white button-down shirt and the wife beater under that feeling firm muscles and smooth skin.
Even drunk, Sasuke’s deft fingers worked on Kakashi’s shirt. He stuffed the tie into Kakashi’s jacket pocket so that his clothes wouldn’t be strewn over half the limo and Sasuke’s bedroom. Kakashi wore an undershirt as well and Sasuke hiked it up to feel the ex-soldier’s toned body. He wanted him so bad.
That was as far as they got when the limo stopped at the Uchiha estate. Sasuke pulled away when they stopped moving and was out of the car like a shot when Kotetzu opened the door; Kakashi right behind him.
Kakashi looked up at the house. More like mansion. Four stories and larger than the nicest hotels in the city. From the look of the house, the family was wealthier than God. Sasuke pulled him along to the door which opened as if activated by their approach. They went up the grand staircase then half the way down a corridor.
It was an elegant room with two windows. Kakashi barely got a chance to see anything in the room that said anything about the occupant before Sasuke was pressing up against him again and kissing him.
Sasuke had stripped his undershirt and was now bare-chested. He made short work of Kakashi’s belt and fly. Kakashi was too busy feeling that smooth, perfect skin on Sasuke’s sides and back to work on Sasuke’s clothes so Sasuke took care of that himself.
Finally, completely naked, Sasuke backed his way to his bed and let Kakashi lay him down as Kakashi found that spot on Sasuke’s neck that made him mew. Kakashi rocked his body against Sasuke’s, rubbing their erections together.
“Oh, god, fuck me,” Sasuke gasped.
Kakashi gave him a brief kiss on the lips. “You got any lube?”
Sasuke nearly head butted him to sit up and grab the tube from the nightstand. If Kakashi was just a little bit more sober, he’d wonder if this was a regular thing for Sasuke, bringing guys back to fuck him, but right now Kakashi really couldn’t care less. Sasuke gave him the lube and Kakashi got to work.
The older man slid down Sasuke’s prone body, feeling the smooth skin and hard muscle. Sasuke watched him move down his body until Kakashi took him into his mouth. Sasuke’s head went back and Kakashi sucked him for all he was worth as he opened the lube and coated his fingers.
Sasuke was no virgin; he opened for Kakashi’s questing fingers, accepting them easily. Once again, if more capable of clear thought . . .
Kakashi thought he should stop and get to the business of fucking the little raven, but Sasuke’s cock felt so good in his mouth and the taste of his precum was tantalizing. Sasuke was too lost in pleasure to say anything. Kakashi deepthroated him, hummed his own pleasure around Sasuke’s cock, continued to massage Sasuke’s anal ring with his coated fingers and stroking his heavy balls with his clean hand while bracing himself on his elbows and the cock down his throat.
“Ka . . . ka . . . shi,” Sasuke sighed as his stomach and balls tightened. Kakashi pulled his head back so only Sasuke’s head was in his mouth and sucked even harder. Sasuke cried out as he cam in his mouth. Fuck he tasted good. Kakashi continued to suck and used his clean hand to milk Sasuke of every drop. Sasuke was still partially hard when his cock slipped from Kakashi’s lips.
“God, fuck me,” Sasuke begged. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Kakashi thanked his lucky stars that he hooked up with someone like this. He sat back, grabbed Sasuke’s hips and pressed in. Sasuke may have been easy to prep, but that didn’t mean he was loose. His body was tight and hot. It’d been months since Kakashi’d had sex, male or female, and it was mindblowingly better than jacking off. Sasuke’s cock seemed to jump and come to back to full hardness as soon as Kakashi struck his prostate.
Sasuke groaned, “Oh, fuck. God you feel so good. So deep.” Sasuke tightened up around him in pluses that put Kakashi in danger of cumming too quickly. He started moving. “So good,” Sasuke panted. “Fuck me slow and deep, baby.” He gave a long deep groan.
Kakashi did as he was told, sliding his cock slowly in and out of Sasuke’s heavenly ass. “You feel unbelievable, baby.” He pulled all the way out, felt that gaping hole with his thumb, wanting to feel how open the other was, then slid back inside. Sasuke groaned. His face was an odd mixture of relaxed pleasure and intensity. Kakashi leaned over him and kissed him. Sasuke wrapped his arms around his new lover and Kakashi rocked against him.
The kiss was as heavenly as the younger man’s ass. Sasuke was submissive and inviting. He licked at Kakashi’s tongue, enticing it deeper into his mouth, caressing it demurely. They both tasted like alcohol, but Kakashi got a hint of Sasuke’s own spicy taste. He could lose himself in this mouth, this body.
Sasuke started rocking against Kakashi’s rhythm, trying to get him faster and deeper. Kakashi got the message and started really fucking him. Sasuke tore his lips away, needing air as it was being fucked out of his body.
“God, harder.”
Kakashi fucked him as hard as he could. Luckily, Itachi was right, Sasuke had a little trouble with patience and holding back, he was close to cumming which was fine by Kakashi who couldn’t hold out much longer. Sasuke cam hard around him and milked him. Kakashi cam deeper inside Sasuke than anyone else had. Sasuke cried out then moaned, feeling just how deep Kakashi had cum inside him.
Kakashi pulled out from his body and kissed his lips. Sasuke sucked at his lips, noisily kissing him.
“You can fuck me again if you need to get off again,” Sasuke said between kisses.
“I think that was a double load.” Kakashi really was spent. “You’re just so sexy, baby.”
Sasuke hummed contentedly, turned a little and pushed Kakashi down next to him. Kakashi put his arms around the youngest Uchiha and pulled him against his chest. Sasuke snuggled up.
“That was fucking amazing,” Sasuke sighed.
“I can’t argue.”
“You go both ways?” Sasuke asked. “Or are you a virgin?”
“Both ways, but it’s been more than a year.”
“Hmmm. I’m too impatient. Leave that to ‘Tachi.”
“Huh?”
“Itachi likes to go slow, he likes preparing you, fingering you practically until you cum, making sure you feel absolutely no pain at all even if you’re a virgin. He takes his time; lasts all goddamn night.”
“How do you know?”
Sasuke chuckled. “Thinking I know from personal experience?” Sasuke snuggled in even deeper to be comfortable while talking. Sex always did make him a bit too talkative. “I’ve seen it. Our parents died when I was eight and Itachi was thirteen. Our grandfather raised us for a while, but then he died too. Itachi was always the more mature one and dealt with it better. I got into sex pretty young, fourteen. After Itachi joined the military, I got a little wild. I rented out this studio apartment downtown just for parties. Crazy, hedonistic fuckfests. And I wasn’t picky, but that’s how I found out I was gay; I enjoyed having sex with the guys more and therefore the number of women invited fell off.
“Anyway, after Itachi was shot, they flew him to Germany to get him into a real hospital after they stabilized him in Iraq. They told him he could stay in the military as either a desk jockey or as a regular grunt, but he couldn’t stay in the Special Forces anymore. He said he’d rather quit and they gave him an honorable discharge. I traveled to Germany as soon as I heard. I wasn’t that scared when I got the call ‘cause they always come tell you in person that your family member is dead in the movies, so . . .
“Itachi was really depressed when I brought him home, so I let him in on my questionable lifestyle. It didn’t make him happy, but it was something he could get lost in. He eventually cheered up and took over the company. But yeah, I’ve seen my brother have sex a few times.
“But you were thinking of something more . . . intimate.” Sasuke was suddenly flirting again. He raised his head, chin on Kakashi’s chest, looking at him. “Does it turn you on to think about two good looking brothers fucking each other? Itachi making love to me while moaning out ‘harder, Aniki?’ And me fucking my older brother until he’s a mewing mess under me?”
“I’m not ashamed to say I think that’s hot as hell.”
“You wouldn’t be revolted by disgusting, incestuous sex?”
“Hmmm, not when it’s you two. You are the hottest guys I’ve ever seen.”
“But you wouldn’t just want to watch, would you? You like to right in the middle of it, wouldn’t you? Cumming down my throat as my brother slowly fucks me? My brother sucking you off as I fuck you? Or any such combination?”
“I would.”
“Then if I told you my brother and I were lovers, you wouldn’t be disgusted?”
“No actually. As you said, I’d want to join in. I’ve seen far weirder things in my life.”
“Then that makes it all easier. When my brother didn’t seem to be getting over his depression even after my little sex parties, I came on to him, thinking I knew how to make him happy. We’ve been lovers ever since.
“Itachi wants you too, you know. I wanted you as one of my bodyguards, but Itachi bribed Sakura—with a pair of my boxers no less—to get you on his staff. We were practically fighting over who would try to seduce you first. He’ll be delighted to know you’re fine with our relationship.”
“How’d I get so lucky?” Kakashi pulled Sasuke closer and started kissing his neck.
“We both thought you were hot as hell when we saw you. I’ll let ‘Tachi know you’re interested. Should wait a day or two, you’ll need it. He’ll stretch it out for hours until you’re bone dry and still keep going.” He was turning himself on, not to mention the object of his and his brother’s desire. “He’ll make you cum without touching your cock, just with the way he touches you and how gorgeous he looks while doing it.” Sasuke started rubbing himself on Kakashi’s body.
“He can finger a virgin to take a fist without pain. You’ll cum before you ever feel his cock. And he can suck water from a stone. And he fucks either torturously slow or like a fucking madman. Sometimes, he’ll do both, fucking your brains out then switching to the slowest, most intimate fuck of your life. He has perfect control. He’ll send you over the edge twenty times and never cum. He’ll ride you like an expect, cum and slowly eat it. God, it’s the most sexual experience you’ll ever have. He’ll drive you insane with pleasure.”
Kakashi had pulled Sasuke’s body in position to suck on his nipples as he talked about his sex-god brother. Neither could take it anymore and Kakashi got behind Sasuke and shoved his cock back into that wonderful body. Sasuke just moaned and pressed back. Kakashi covered his body with his own and used one hand on Sasuke’s nipples, the other on his cock. His pace wasn’t slow, but it wasn’t a quick, hard fuck either. He pulled Sasuke up off his hands and pulled him down on him. He hit Sasuke’s prostate hard. Sasuke nearly screamed. Kakashi knew it wasn’t from pain and he hit it again and again. Sasuke cam for the third time.
Kakashi was beginning to wonder if Itachi wasn’t really that good, that his brother was just easy to bring off. He would soon find out.
Kakashi didn’t stop his relentless fuck of Sasuke’s prostate and Sasuke didn’t do anything to stop him. Kakashi took his hand from Sasuke’s cock and kept it on his stomach to control the younger man’s body. But Sasuke was getting hard again despite the painful sensitivity.
“Cum with me, Sasuke,” Kakashi whispered into his ear. He was stroking the Uchiha again.
“Bite my neck, mark me,” Sasuke begged. Kakashi considered for a moment then bit him hard. Sasuke cam, tightening up, milking Kakashi.
Kakashi let Sasuke go and he collapsed onto the cum covered blanket.
“Fuck,” Sasuke gasped. “You and my brother will be the death of me.”
Kakashi lay down partially on him. He kissed the raven hair. “I could die happy now.”
“But then you’d miss all the fun.” And then Sasuke was out.
On the other side of the wall, in a shared bathroom, Itachi was leaning back listening to it all. The room Sasuke brought Kakashi to wasn’t his actual bedroom, but the room the brothers used exclusively for sex. His brother had a big mouth when freshly fucked, but this time that was a good thing.
Itachi licked his hand clean of his own cum and went to bed, hoping he’d be able to sleep without jacking off a few more times. Too bad Sasuke was too worn out or he’d steal him away for an hour.
