Sasuke you dirty whore

So, now he had Itachi’s dick. And he was happy, so damn happy, but it was not enough, he wanted more. Sasuke was greedy little bastard, and he wanted much more. He wanted his brother’s body, and he wanted all of it, every inch of hot delicious flesh. Oh how much he wanted to run his fingers on these perfectly shaped curves, to feel the silky skin slide pleasurably against his fingertips, to squeeze the smooth round cheeks and open them, then to taste the warmth and the softness of the tight insides, and then to plunge deep in that hot heavenly flesh. He had to wipe the streak of saliva from the corners of his lips every time he thought about it.

Their parents behaved as if nothing had happened, and now the two brothers could fuck with no restriction. And they did, oh they did it a lot. But Itachi was always seme. He had fucked a lot of other guys before, but he had never let anyone slam his ass.
Every time he and Sasuke fucked, he made it clear that Sasuke was the one to give his butt. Itachi always took him too aggressively, and never let him be the more active one. Sasuke loved the brutal expression on Itachi’s face when he thrusted roughly into him, how wild and hectic everything he did was, and yet, sometimes it was slow, careful, and precise. He loved the mixture of cruelty, uncontrolled desire, admiration, and awe in Itachi’s eyes and touches. Every time their eyes met, Sasuke could feel that Itachi was as if under the effect of some spell, and he liked it. But now Sasuke wanted more of him.

Sasuke was lying in the bed, Itachi watched his face, his trembling eyelashes, his messy black strands scattered on the red satin sheets, he felt Sasuke’s insides press him tighter as he was thrusting faster and faster into his body. Sasuke’s fingers gripped his ass firmly, pressing him deeper, he was close, and then…
Suddenly Itachi felt a naughty finger making its way inside him. At first he thought it happened accidentally as a result of Sasuke’s tight grip on his ass and the wild desire to make him thrust deeper, but then he realized that the little devilish slut was deliberately shoving a finger in his ass.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Some wickedness mixed with fake innocence flashed on Sasuke’s face.
“I thought you might like it.”
“Don’t you dare!”
Itachi thought he had made things clear enough, and continued slamming, but then he felt the evil finger shove inside him again, even more persistent than before. He stopped and angrily pulled out.
“Oh, come on, nii-san, you like it.” Sasuke reached for Itachi’s ass again, but Itachi gripped his wrist before he could touch it, and twisted his arm.
“Owww, you’re hurting me, what’s wrong with you?”
“You irritating little whore, how many times do I have to tell you? No!” Itachi hissed through his gritted teeth.
Sasuke just smirked and his other hand reached for Itachi’s ass. Itachi pushed him away and slapped his face hard. “I told you not to do this!” Another slap.
“But I…”
“Shut up!” Another slap.
“Nii-san!” Sasuke rubbed his reddened cheek, giving Itachi a hateful look.
“You’re too stupid to understand, Sasuke? Too dumb or something? You want me to hit you harder, eh?” Itahci punched his face. “I could beat you senseless for that, but it would be such a waste to smash the beautiful lines of your gorgeous face. Slut!”
Sasuke was curled up in the bed, as far as possible from Itachi, his eyes widened, a strange gleam flashing in them, fear mixed with some wicked excitement.
Itachi grabbed him by the leg and dragged him, Sasuke lying on his back. When he brought him closer, Itachi gripped his ankles and briefly turned him over, then crawled over him and slammed into his ass, then he moved in a frantic rhythm, pressing him to the mattress, almost smashing his body. The fierce slams made Sasuke’s breath hitch, he clawed the mattress, short whines escaping his lips. Itachi narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth as he was pulling out and thrusting back in forcefully, increasing the speed. At some moment he heard Sasuke whine louder, and then a mixture of a sob and a moan of pleasure. And then a few more whines when Itachi made a few last hard slams and came, gripping Sasuke’s hair and biting his neck.
Itachi pulled out and looked at the miserable form before him, that was helplessly sprawled in the bed, shivering and breathless, with a reddened ass and painful bite marks on the neck. Sasuke didn’t move, just lay there, trying to take his breath, his heart throbbing wildly, his shoulders slightly shaking.
Itachi watched him for a while, wondering was he all right. He thought ‘Was I too brutal, did I hurt him? What is he doing there, is he crying?’ Itachi hesitated, then he gently touched his shoulder. “Sasuke?”
Sasuke slowly turned around and sat in the bed. He took a deep breath and removed a few strands from his face. Right now he looked so beautiful and fragile. And yet… Itachi noticed the amusement in his eyes, and the cum splattered on his stomach. And a smile fluttering on the corners of his lips.
Itahci clenched his fists. “You’re always so horny and so slutty, that you come no matter what I do to you. Even if I tear you apart you’ll enjoy it. Slut!”
Itachi quickly put his clothes on and left the room, slamming the door. He was too lost in his anger to hear Sasuke’s quiet whisper “I’ll get your ass, nii-san, no matter what you do, I’ll get your ass. You’re mine!”

“Now listen to me, sluts. And listen to me very carefully. Obviously he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with. But we’ll break him. This guy is so looking for trouble. The damn bastard underestimates me, and he’ll pay for this.” Sasuke made a pause.
Naruto gave Gaara a look that meant ‘He’s so funny when he’s talking to us as if he’s the fucking boss of the mafia or something.’
Sasuke slammed his fist on the mattress. “Pay attention when I’m talking to you, Naruto! Now, Itachi obviously has no idea what an awesome seme I am, so we’ll make him see it, you got it? We’ll make him want my dick in his ass. When he realizes how good that feels, he won’t be able to resist.”

Everyone in Konoha knew that when Sasuke Uchiha wanted something, he got it. Always. No matter what. His ass and his dick ruled over every mind in Konoha, and Itachi was too stupid to appreciate only one of these two things. Sooner or later everyone was obsessed with what was in Sasuke’s pants, and it made them helpless. All the asses in Konoha, male or female, willingly opened for Sasuke’s dick, and Itachi was really a fool if he thought he could get away with it. He was doomed.

Itachi was in his room, thinking about what had happened. ‘That damn slut! To think he can touch me there…’
No, Itachi would never do anything like that, to let someone… hell no! Yet, he was curious…
Something slammed heavily against the door of his room. And then continued to slam rhythmically against it. What the hell… Moans. Louder and louder. Panting.
“Ooooh… Sasuke…” Naruto’s voice. “Ooooh… harder… Sa…su…keeeee…ooh”
They were fucking on his door, the idiots! Itachi was mad.
“Aaaah… aaah… Sasu, you’re awesome… aaah”
Itachi cursed and angrily opened the door. Sasuke and Naruto collapsed on the floor of his room, apparently not intending to stop fucking. Itachi looked at the movements of Sasuke’s bare ass. Sasuke was rocking his hips faster and faster, thrusting deep in Naruto’s body. Naruto arched and clawed Sasuke’s back, closing his eyes and yelling wildly, his yell mixed with Sasuke’s as they both came.
“Get out of here!”
They got up, smiling and panting. Itachi pushed Sasuke through the door, then looked at Naruto. “I said get out! Now!” Naruto tried to put his pants back on first, but Itachi yelled at him and he stumbled out of the room. Itachi gave him a firm slap on his bare ass to make him move faster. Then he slammed the door and heard their laughter in the corridor.
“Bastards!”
He lay in the bed and tried to relax. Why the hell they did it on his door? He was too tired to think about it. He closed his eyes and soon sleep overwhelmed him.

Moaning. And the bed was shaking. Some sounds and movements very close to him. Itachi was lying on his side, curled up, still half-asleep. At first he thought it was part of some dream. But no, these were real sounds and he was awake. He slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze met two green eyes, lined with black, covered with messy crimson strands. Flushed pink cheeks, and parted lips breathing in his face, letting out louder and louder moans.
Itachi almost jumped to the ceiling, then he sat in the bed, his eyes widened in bewilderment. Right beside him, in his own bed, Sasuke was shamelessly fucking Gaara senseless.
Itachi yelped, jumped out of the bed, and ran out of the room. He stormed in the bathroom, intending to hide there from everybody for a while, but he bumped into Naruto who was already there, moaning, touching his own nipples and shoving a vibrator in his ass, obviously enjoying it a lot.
Itachi’s brow twitched, he turned around to run out of the bathroom, but at the door was Sasuke, naked, his stomach splattered with Gaara’s cum, his own cum dripping from his still hard dick. “You need some help, Naruto?”
In seconds Naruto was pressed against the wall and Sasuke’s dick was sliding in and out of him.
“Holy shit! Morons!” Itachi got out of the bathroom and slammed the door. He took a deep breath and walked back to his room, hearing their moans echoing in the bathroom.
In the corridor he passed by Gaara who was obviously going to join the bathroom fun. The red-haired boy stopped for a moment and looked at Itachi, his cold green eyes staring intently at Itachi’s dark ones. Then something like a smile appeared on his face, it could be called a smile, but it was more like a sinister malicious smirk that curved the pretty lines of his face into some ugly vicious grimace.
Itachi looked at the scary face and shivered, that expression made the boy look like a disgusting little monster. Then the red head chuckled evilly and ran to the bathroom where the other two were already screaming loud.
Itachi stormed to his room and locked the door. They were everywhere! He felt as if he lived in some enchanted castle, full of naughty, little, evil, creatures who were running all over the place and doing evil things. He sat on his bed for five minutes, wondering what to do. Then he went out of the room and out of the house.

“Itachi, what’s wrong? Your face is too pale and your voice is trembling!” Shisui looked at him, really concerned.
“I’m fine, I just… My brother has filled the house with little whores, and… and also my brother and I… we… and mother found out, and father… and what mother said about father… and my brother and I… we… we…er…”
Shisui smiled. “You fuck your brother’s ass like crazy, am I right? I’m not surprised. That’s what everyone wants to do.”
Itachi sighed. “Well, I think some people would consider that wrong…”
Shisui patted his shoulder, comforting him. “Not in the Uchiha clan. We’re all sick. I mean, it’s what other people call sick.”
Itachi looked at him stupidly.
“Oh, come on, Itachi, I know you’re not so clueless, come on, I’ve seen the dirty look in your eyes.”
“Well, yeah, Shisui, but…” Itachi wasn’t sure what exactly he wanted to say.
Shisui smiled to him again. “That’s what we are, deal with it. We, Uchihas, we’re the hottest and the most perverted. And it gives us power. That’s why the other people in Konoha don’t like us. For example, let me tell you what a guy thinks when he looks at you. He thinks that you’re an Uchiha, and it means that if you’re somehow interested in him, he’s doomed. It means that you’ll fuck his girlfriend or his boyfriend, then you’ll fuck his sisters and his brothers, even his mother, if you somehow like the old hag, and then if you want it, you’ll slam his ass and he won’t stop you, cause he’ll enjoy it, even if he’s straight.”
Itachi looked at the floor.
“Is there something else that bothers you, Itachi?”
Itachi bit his lower lip. “Well… there are some things I’m curious about.” He paused and slightly blushed.
A dirty smirk appeared on Shisui’s lips. “If there’s anything you want to try with your brother, something that you haven’t done before, well, just do it.” Shisui winked at him.

“You moron! You’re always busy!”
“I’m sorry, Mikoto, it’s urgent, I have to go now!” Fugaku stormed out of the house.
Now Mikoto was alone in the kitchen, she collapsed on a chair and angrily slammed her fist on the table, tears appeared in her eyes. “That idiot! Touching me like this, and than… ‘Sorry, Mikoto, I forgot I had some very important work to do.’ Bla, bla, bla, fucking idiot!”
She heard some steps behind her back. “Who’s that?”
“More ramen. Naruto wants more ramen. I’m here to get some.”
She sighed. “It’s over there, Gaara.”
Gaara did nothing, just stood where he was. “You’re sad.”
She turned around and met the cold green eyes, fixed on her.
“I… I’m fine, it’s nothing.” She buried her face in her palms. Then she felt fingers pressing her shoulders.
“This will make you relax.”
She knew from Sasuke that Gaara was very good at massaging, so she just let him rub and squeeze the flesh on her shoulders.
“It will be more effective if you take off your shirt.”
She slowly unbuttoned her shirt and slid it off her shoulders. Then she felt the cold fingers slide on her bare skin. Yeah, he was really good at massaging. She almost moaned. She closed her eyes, and then… The fingers slid in her bra. Gaara gasped as he felt the warmth and the softness in there. Mikoto trembled and gripped his wrists, she hesitated for a moment, then she shoved his hands deeper in her bra.

to be continued

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Author's comments

Yeah, this time there was no break. If there are any people who died from blood loss… well… rest in peace.
As it was said in this chapter, Sasuke always gets what he wants. So, guess what will happen to Ita-chan's poor butt in the next chapter.