The Sun and Moon

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Whoa! Triple threat! Three lemons with different pairings! I am awesome. There’s painful, sort of nasty, sex between Itachi and Kisame in flashback in this chapter.

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Sasuke didn’t want to leave Itachi alone after that display of temper, but he also didn’t want to spend the night away from Kakashi. Problem easily solved. Except the brothers’ rooms were right next to each other.

Sasuke thought they could get through one night sleeping in the same bed without sex. He didn’t know Kakashi as well as he should. Kakashi did try. He had one arm over Sasuke’s body, the other tucked under the pillow and his head, his hips not pressed against Sasuke’s ass, and his nose not quite touching the younger man’s hair. But he could feel and smell him. His arm tightened around Sasuke and he growled.

“My brother will hear us.”

“We can be quite.”

“But I go first.” Sasuke had taken the lead once so far and Kakashi did enjoy it, but he was more of a Seme. Sasuke knew that, that was one reason it was a condition.

“As long as I get your ass afterward.”

“Agreed.”

Kakashi slipped out of bed to find something to use as lube. Massage oil would have to do tonight. Sasuke knelt on the bed waiting for Kakashi. Kakashi gave him the oil and lay down on his back. Before Sasuke he’d only had sex with one other guy for which he was thankful as the experience was valuable for Sasuke’s first time. And for his first and this, his second time, being fucked by the Uchiha.

Sasuke descended upon him, taking Kakashi’s impressive manhood into his mouth while he teased Kakashi’s hole with his oiled fingers. As much as he was a natural top, Kakashi loved this. Really, he’d take it up the ass to fuck Sasuke, but he’d do it just for one of Sasuke’s blowjobs. Being Sasuke’s first, he liked to think he was a great sensei; teaching by example.

Sasuke started by using just his lips clinched tight around his shaft as he moved up and down. Sasuke took him as deep as possible and swallowed, massaging the head with his convulsing throat. Then that wonderful tongue came into play. Kakashi had already found out that Sasuke had learned more than just combat jutsu from Orochimaru. Sasuke’s tongue lengthened and curled all the way around Kakashi’s cock creating a delicious ring of muscle that felt like Kakashi was fucking him while still in that warm, wet mouth. That unnaturally long tongue undulated as it slipped up and down his cock. However, using his tongue like that meant that he had to keep his wide open, keeping his lips from tightening around him. All the while, Sasuke was rubbing the head of his cock against the back of his throat, not to mention the rubbing at his entrance. And the lewd sounds coming from Sasuke’s open mouth were obscene and sexy. Kakashi feared he’d blow his load early.

He didn’t have to worry about that since Sasuke pushed one finger, then a second into his ass. He didn’t mind getting his prostate battered, but he really didn’t enjoy penetration or the preparation. But Sasuke was twisting his tongue around so he was feeling the rough and smooth sides of his tongue at the same time. Kakashi growled with pleasure.

Sasuke retracted his tongue, letting it return to normal and when he came up he left a generous amount of saliva. Kakashi found it sexy how it a string of salvia still connected his cock and Sasuke’s mouth. Sasuke broke the strand and lobbed the rest of the spit in his mouth onto Kakashi’s cock.

Sasuke lubed up and entered Kakashi. Damn it, why did Sasuke love this so much? It stung like a son of a bitch. By now when Kakashi fucked him, Sasuke was always a writhing mess; Kakashi was in pain. But if it got him Sasuke’s ass tonight, he’d take it.

Then he was reminded why Sasuke liked it. Sasuke hit his prostate.

“Fuck, yeah,” Kakashi sighed.

“Shhh,” Sasuke admonished him. “My brother.”

“Hai, hai. Just hit that spot again.”

Sasuke rolled his eyes and proceeded to do just that. Kakashi was so hot and tight. According to Kakashi this was only his third time and Sasuke believed it. “Fuck, Kakashi,” he sighed.

Sasuke liked looking down at his lover as he made love to him. Sasuke moved his hands from Kakashi’s spread thighs to Kakashi’s toned chest. Braced with one hand, Sasuke caressed that lovely, pale body as he continued to rock into his tight body.

“Sasuke,” Kakashi sighed. He was grunting lowly with every thrust, then he let out, “Faster. Fuck me, Sasuke, damn it!”

Sasuke was too lost in his own pleasure to remember they were supposed to be quiet. On the other side of the wall, Itachi was annoyed, but secretly glad his brother was fucking Kakashi. If they weren’t done quickly, he was going to have to do something. He folded the pillow around his head to dampen the noise.

Unfortunately for Itachi, it was another three minutes before Sasuke cam. Kakashi couldn’t get off from getting fucked, so he was still fully erect when Sasuke pulled out. He grabbed Sasuke and forced him to trade places. Two lubed fingers inside of Sasuke to ensure he was lubed enough and Kakashi thrust his saliva lubed cock into Sasuke’s hungry ass.

“Oh, fuck me,” Sasuke sighed, cringing only a little at the sudden penetration. “Fuck me.” Sasuke definitely enjoyed it more than Kakashi. Sasuke’s soften cock was coming back to life even before Kakashi hit his prostate.

“Ahhhh!” Kakashi had found Sasuke’s spot. “Fuck, yeah, Kakashi. Fuck! Damn, fuck me harder.”

Itachi really didn’t want to hear that.

Sasuke just groaned and hissed for a while, but then cried out. “Harder! Fuck yeah!”

Something hit the other side of the wall and the lovers stopped dead. Itachi.

“Just hurry up and finish,” Sasuke whispered, blushing so much Kakashi could see it in the dim light from the moon.

Sasuke put the back of his wrist over his mouth and jacked off while Kakashi resumed fucking him. A few low groans later and a muffled cry from Sasuke and they both cam. Kakashi sank down over him and kissed him.

“Let’s just go to sleep,” Sasuke said. “We’ll change the sheets and take a shower in the morning.”

“Hai.”

They settled back into the same position as before they fucked and went to sleep, fearing what kind of mood Itachi would be in in the morning.

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Itachi looked annoyed when the pair first came out of their room, but it was brief. He’d gotten over the worse of Naruto’s rejection, now he was just tired and annoyed that his brother and his lover were loud in bed and having sex in the next room. Sex he wasn’t getting.

“Sorry, Aniki,” Sasuke said. “I forgot I was supposed to be quiet.”

“Me too,” Kakashi said.

“I just really don’t like hearing my baby brother begging to be fucked.”

Itachi and Kakashi both thought Sasuke was adorable with the blush and chagrined expression. Itachi grabbed him and pulled him into a hug, pressing Sasuke’s head low against his chest. “Just don’t have sex here anymore, okay?”

“Hai.”

Itachi was definitely in a better humor, but he was obviously still depressed. Sasuke waved Kakashi to the kitchen to make breakfast as Sasuke hugged his brother back.

“I’m meeting with the Hokage today,” Itachi said. “My eyesight . . . I can’t take missions anymore. I can barely see faces.”

Sasuke hugged him tighter. “Yeah. She’ll probably take me off the roster soon too.”

“I’d rather you stop now, just to be safe.”

“Hn.” Sasuke straightened to hug his brother more like an adult and not around his waist like a child. He wanted to ask if that was the only thing bothering him, but he didn’t see how it could be anything else.

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The rabbits in the room next to Itachi’s tried to have silent sex again and failed again. But Itachi didn’t throw anything against the wall or bang on it this time. He was thinking about Kisame.

It had started out innocently enough, Kisame watching him. There was nothing threatening about it and Itachi wasn’t concerned by it. They were very civil to each other for the first few months, but once they felt more comfortable in the other’s company, Kisame grew a little bolder.

Kisame of course loved water and was stripped and in the river before Itachi could even put down the pack he carried under his cloak. Itachi always moved slower and more deliberately, even when stripping. Kisame didn’t mind, enjoying the view as he floated on his back in the cold water. After a few dozen times, Itachi ignored Kisame’s watching him as he stripped.

But something came over Kisame that day. As Itachi carefully tested the water, Kisame popped up from the water and pulled Itachi into the cold river. He immensely enjoyed seeing Itachi flail around; it was the first time he saw Itachi not under perfect control. Itachi pulled himself to the steep bank looking like a wet cat. Kisame was guffawing.

Itachi glared at him at first, but his laughter was infectious. And it was pretty funny. Itachi smiled and eased back into the water and started washing.

Kisame’s laugher faded away, but his smiled remained. Now he started thinking about how good it felt to touch Itachi, to feel his silken skin even if it was only so much to pull him into the water.

Itachi finished quickly and was getting out.

“You should stay in the sun a little longer,” Kisame said, indicating the part of the river sparkling in the sun. “Warm that pale skin of yours.”

Itachi looked back at him and decided to take the older man’s advice. Itachi sank back in the water and then floated on his back in the sunlight. It did feel good. He shut his eyes and luxuriated in the hot sun. Kisame admired his beautiful body, not caring if Itachi caught him staring.

For his part, Itachi wasn’t sexually attracted to Kisame at all, but the prospect was making him frustrated. He wanted sex. He’d had sex with the girl his father had picked out for him, but he’d never been with a man. He was tried of kacking off the few times when they stayed at inns with separate rooms or waking up to find his boxers soiled with cum. He wanted sex.

It was months later that they actually slept together. Itachi had tried to encourage Kisame, but he was concerned about Itachi’s age, to which Itachi laughed. He was an ANBU captain and slaughtered the most powerful clan in Konoha—his own—when he was thirteen. The last thing he wanted to hear was that he was too young for anything.

Finally, it became too much for them both. Kisame wanted to do it in an inn, in a proper bed, but Itachi wanted to do it far from where they would be overheard. Itachi found a soft patch of ground in the forest. He didn’t want either of their bedrolls to be soiled with semen, so he wanted to do it on the bare ground. They were also near a river to clean up.

Itachi stripped. He waited for Kisame to strip. He was nervous. Kisame’s cock when soft was larger than Itachi when hard. He knew this was going to hurt which is why he wanted to do this in the middle of nowhere: he didn’t want anyone else to hear him scream. He sat and waited. Kisame sat in front of him. Itachi kept all emotion from his face as usual, but Kisame could tell the younger man was nervous if not scared. He kissed him carefully, aware of his sharp teeth. Itachi was adventurous and slid his tongue into the shark’s mouth.

They kissed for a while, Kisame sliding a hand between Itachi’s legs and palmed his soft cock. After a minute, he pulled one of Itachi’s hands to his crotch and Itachi touched his large cock for the first time. He was scared as he felt the monster cock grow in his hand. He mimicked Kisame’s handjob as they carefully kissed.

“I would give you a blowjob if it weren’t for my teeth.”

“I appreciate the consideration.”

“Ready?”

Itachi nodded.

“Probably easiest to get on your hands and knees,” Kisame suggested.

Itachi compiled. The fire light gave Itachi’s pale skin a beautiful glow. Kisame caressed the smooth skin of Itachi’s ass. Kisame had bought lube; he’d asked for something that would let him slide a beer can through a shuriken’s finger hole. But regardless, one finger stung as it entered Itachi’s virgin ass. The second was even more painful, but Itachi kept his mouth shut. Kisame went slowly, trying to ease the young man’s body open.

Kisame pulled his fingers out and put the head of his cock against the spread hole, but there was no way. He went back to fingering Itachi, spreading him with a third finger. Itachi let out a small cry. He skin was vibrantly red with broken capillaries, just short of bleeding. Kisame knew it was best to continue until Itachi told him to stop. Itachi’s pain did dampen Kisame’s erection a bit, but just the idea he would soon be inside those thin hips kept him hard enough.

Kisame tried again, but he knew he was going to tear Itachi apart. His body was already distorted and gapping. He pulled away to try stretching him more.

“Just do it, Kisame,” Itachi said. “And don’t go slow. Like ripping off a bandage. Just do it.”

Kisame sighed. He jerked himself with the lube and pressed against Itachi’s entrance.

“Just thrust,” Itachi ordered.

Well, he was used to following the younger man’s orders. He pressed the head of his cock to the distended hole and snapped his hips forward. Itachi cried out, but bit the last half of the scream back, turning it into a loud groan. The head of Kisame cock had penetrated. Itachi was shaking with pain and had broken out in a sweat. He swallowed any other sounds of pain. He thought about his guilt, about his clan. He deserved any pain. Sasuke’s face when he realized what his brother had done came unbidden.

“Keep going,” Itachi rasped.

“You should let your body adjust.”

“No. Let it hurt, just do it.”

Kisame rubbed Itachi’s back soothingly before grabbing his hips and pushing forward. Itachi groaned in pain, but didn’t tell Kisame to stop even though it was excruciating. Itachi’s arms gave out and pressed the side of face in the moss beneath him and fisted the vegetation. It hurt Kisame’s cock as well, pushing against taut skin and tight muscle.

The thick, hard intruder, pressing against Itachi’s organs made his stomach cramp and his bladder release under the pressure. He was vaguely aware of it, just enough to be thankful he’d taken a piss before this. Itachi was glad he was too nervous to eat or else he would have vomited as well just from the pain. All in all, it was far from a pleasant experience. But even as the rest of his organs were rebelling, the pressure against his prostate was exquisite, a faint spark of pleasure among all the pain and discomfort. With Kisame’s size, he applied pressure against the spot no matter what.

They were both relieved when Kisame was fully seated inside him. Kisame readjusted his legs to put his arms around Itachi’s naked and sweaty torso and hug him close, trying to comfort him. Itachi wouldn’t sob, but he was crying; not from the pain, but from the guilt he channeled into the pain. Remembering all the sins he had committed, all in one night. The memory of Sasuke was a knife in his gut to rival the hot, hard, rod of flesh inside his body right now. He wanted Kisame to make it hurt more.

But the pain was receding. As immense as the pain was, it faded quickly. His ass and insides throbbed and stung, but the majority of the pain was ebbing away. Itachi took deep breaths.

“You okay?” Kisame asked.

“Actually, yeah, now.” His voice was shaky, but he didn’t sound like he was lying. Itachi’s body had relaxed a little.

“Do you want me to start moving?”

“Go ahead.”

Now, on his bed, hearing his brother and Kakashi fucking on the other side of the wall, Itachi started jerking off.

Back in Itachi’s memory, Kisame sat back again, taking his arms from around Itachi’s body and dragged his foot long cock out of Itachi’s body and it felt like an eternity for it to come all the way out except the head. Itachi felt so very empty, but Kisame slid right back in, slow and gentle. The pressure against Itachi’s prostate was wonderful and started to overtake the pain.

When Kisame released him, Itachi gently sank down, chest to the ground. Now Itachi pushed himself up and started to push back onto Kisame’s cock. That shocked the hell out of Kisame. He sped up and started to enjoy himself. Itachi started sighing with pleasure. After they both got comfortable with it, Kisame started taking his full length out and thrusting it back in.

Itachi’s slight—non-guilt based—masochistic side came out. He loved it. He started getting hard after Kisame’s third thrust and came after about six minutes. Kisame was harder to satisfy and continued to fuck his gorgeous lover. He got close after another ten minutes and reached around to jerk off Itachi. Itachi cam and pulled Kisame with him. Itachi could feel the large amount of cum filling him.

Kisame pulled out and Itachi let his entire body collapse into the leaves and moss that was splashed with cum and urine. Having pulled away from Itachi’s body, Kisame could see his ass better in the firelight.

“You’re bleeding, Itachi.”

“I’d be surprised if I wasn’t,” he said with his cheek pressed against the ground. “Does it look like a lot?”

Kisame looked at the gapping hole and then down at his cock which was smeared with Itachi’s blood. “Not really. Rest there a minute.”

Itachi nodded, rubbing his cheek against the ground. Kisame had gathered water in their cooking pot and started heating it. Once the water was hot enough, he picked Itachi up and cleaned him up. Itachi lay limply in his arms and let Kisame care for him. He was exhausted as much from the pain as the orgasms. He fell asleep in Kisame’s arms before he finished cleaning him up. Kisame put him to bed and put his bedroll next to his, one not big enough to even spoon in.

Back in Konoha, Itachi was jerking off thinking of Kisame’s large cock tearing him apart that night, the next morning—at Itachi’s request to keep him from tightening up too much—and several other times. He might not have loved Kisame, but he loved the sex. Fuck, the sex! Itachi pulled his pillow over his mouth and bit into it as he cried out as he cam.

It had only been a few short months since he last had sex with Kisame and he was sure his body was still adjusted for his cock. He really wondered if anyone else could ever satisfy him. Still horny, he turned onto his side, bent his left leg to spread his cheeks, and touched his hole. He could feel the stretched skin around his entrance and it opened on demand a little. He played a finger in his cum on his stomach and probed his own hole. Damn it, he wanted to be fucked!

And they were still at it in the next room. His finger wasn’t cutting it, so turned onto his back again and jerked off, thankful they weren’t using any names next door—hearing Sasuke’s name would make him go limp.

As he jerked off again, a different person came to mind. Blond hair and blue eyes, tan skin and the smell of ramen. He cam with Naruto’s name’s slipping gently from his lips.

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Naruto hadn’t seen Itachi in a week and every time he thought of him, his stomach squirmed. He was frightened. Not of Itachi really, but of his own feelings for Itachi. He wasn’t gay, was he? He felt so bad; Itachi had looked crestfallen as he backpedaled from the room. Naruto knew he had reacted badly, but he couldn’t bring himself to face the elder Uchiha after that. He’d fucked up. He liked Itachi—very much—but he was frightened of what the older man made him feel. He . . . loved Itachi.

To top it all off, he was sent a message that Itachi wasn’t to take missions anymore. Was it because what happened? Did Itachi not want to do missions with him anymore? Or was he too depressed or something to take missions? Naruto felt sick. He opted to take a few days off; Team Kakashi was taking time off too. Maybe that was a bad call; work would have helped take his mind off Itachi.

Naruto was depressed and ate his ramen alone and in silence. Teuchi was worried about him, but decided Naruto looked like he needed silence for once. After ten minutes, he was still on his first bowl. Teuchi frowned, wondering what was wrong with his favorite patron.

Naruto swirled a piece of pork in the broth wondering what he should do when he felt a familiar presence next to him. An Uchiha. Naruto jumped, afraid it was Itachi, but it was Sasuke.

“Why have you stopped coming over to my house?” Sasuke asked without any preamble.

“Huh?”

“You, Shikamaru, and Neji are the only ones who visit Itachi. Shikamaru only wants to play shoji with a worthy opponent and Neji wants to spar with a worthy opponent. You’re the only one who ever really talks with him. He’s lonely. You’re coming over.”

“Okay.”

Sasuke sat down and ordered a small bowl.

“Itachi’s been depressed,” Sasuke said. “It’s been weeks since we’ve been home and he hasn’t once been depressed or irritable, but the last few days . . . I’m worried about him. Maybe it’s just the surgery. I’m scared too.”

“Surgery?”

“Didn’t Itachi tell you? You seem to talk more to him nowadays; I thought he told you. Tsunade’s set the date to exchange our eyes: it’s in nine days. Kakashi will stay with us; he’s sort of been through it before.” Sasuke smiled weakly. “Itachi’s not been going on missions for the last week because his eyesight is failing completely. He can’t fight anymore. Everything’s getting blurry on me. It used to come and go, but now I can’t read.” Sasuke’s tone was even and normal, but Naruto realized he wasn’t just scared, he was terrified by what was going on with their eyes.

“We’ll be bandaged up for at least a week,” Sasuke continued. “We’ll in effect be blind. Kakashi will stay with us.” His voice developed a slight tremor. He took a deep breath. “Kakashi will stay with us,” he repeated for a third time.

Naruto didn’t know what to say, a scared Uchiha was out of his experience—perhaps out of all experience. Teuchi placed a bowl in front of Sasuke, giving Naruto a little time to think.

“It’ll be alright,” Naruto said with a cheery voice. “Baa-chan’s the best medical-nin in the world! If Kakashi’s teammate could do it on the battlefield and as a kid then it’ll be nothing for Baa-chan!”

“Yeah, I know.” Sasuke ate slowly. Naruto couldn’t think of anything else to comfort the youngest Uchiha and went back to his own bowl. They were a silent pair for several minutes. Sasuke quit half way through.

“You done?” Naruto asked.

“I don’t have much of an appetite, but Kakashi keeps telling me to eat. I can’t keep much down. You can have the rest if you want.”

“Thanks.”

Sasuke walked away, but Naruto abandoned both bowls soon after.

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Giant snakes, older homicidal shinobi, Orochimaru, Orochimaru’s mutant bodyguards—especially that guy with the bones—Kabuto and his deadly version of medical ninjutsu, half the members of Akatsuki . . . a really pissed off Sasuke. Naruto had faced some of the most frightening opponents in the world and survived. He’d rushed into battle time and again without hesitation. But he was frightened of the door to the Uchihas’ house.

Naruto had gone home, coughed up his ramen, taken a shower, and dressed in fresh clothes, then came here. He knocked, half hoping Itachi would ignore him. He knew Itachi was home, he could feel the caress of his powerful chakra. As he waited he wondered what color it was. Sasuke had said something about being able to see chakra and how it was different colors. He said Naruto’s was yellow, the Kyuubi’s was red, and when they were working together, it was orange; Kakashi’s was a silvery blue and Sakura’s was standard blue. He said most people had blue chakra, though in varying shades. Sasuke hadn’t answered when Naruto asked what color his chakra was, but now he wanted to know what color Itachi’s was.

The door opened, snapping him out of his thoughts. Itachi looked startled to see him.

“Naruto. Sasuke’s isn’t here.”

“I didn’t come to see Sasuke.”

Itachi swallowed and stepped aside to let Naruto enter. Naruto stepped in and stood awkwardly as Itachi shut the door. Both their minds were racing.

“Want tea or something?” Itachi asked, proud that he didn’t use any ‘ahh’s or ‘um’s.

“No, thank you.”

Itachi gestured to the sofa. Naruto sat down and Itachi took the chair angled towards it.

“I, uh . . .” Naruto tried to be being.

“I’m sorry,” Itachi said.

Naruto had been looking at the floor, but he looked up in surprise; he was going to apologize. “Huh?”

“I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. As an Uchiha I pride myself on my ability to read people, but I guess without the Sharingan I’m not so good at it. I was probably projecting my own feelings on you. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to . . . molest you. I would rather we forget it happened and continue being friends.”

Huh? Wait, he was going to lose Itachi just like that? He was going to give up just like that? Huh?! Naruto’s mind was in a whirl.

“No, I, uh . . .”

Itachi’s eyes were wide. No? His mind whirled. Did Naruto mean ‘no, he didn’t want to continue being friends,’ ‘no, he didn’t come here because of that,’ or ‘no, he didn’t want to forget about it?’ Itachi’s heart was hammering.

“I came to apologize about how I reacted,” Naruto finally said. “I, uh, you know, just felt confused. I . . . really like you.” Naruto blushed.

Itachi paled. What? He had a chance? Naruto did return his feelings?

“I just sort of panicked, you know,” Naruto continued.

Itachi’s soft, fond smile was back. “I understand. Will you go out with me?”

“Huh?”

“You said you like me. I love you.”

“Huh?!”

Itachi’s smile became broader. “I’ve enjoyed your company since I came home and come to value you. I’ve never felt like this about any one before. I love you.”

“Why?”

It just came out of Naruto’s mouth so reflexively that Itachi had to laugh. “I just do.”

“What about Sasuke? Does he know . . . you know . . . he won’t be disgusted by either of us? Oh, he’ll be pissed. At me!”

“My brother can’t really say anything about us.”

“Why not?”

Itachi looked at him with amusement and pity. “You haven’t noticed?”

“What?”

“He and Kakashi have been lovers since practically the day we arrived in Konoha.”

Naruto pulled back. “Wha—?”

“You really didn’t know? They were getting rather close while we were planning the war against Akatsuki and were sleeping together almost as soon as they got back. I’ve asked them to stop doing it here because I’m sick of listening to them fuck. Who thought they would both be loud in bed?”

Naruto was stunned.

“Sasuke knows I’m gay anyway.” Itachi’s eyes grew a little sad and distant.

“But I’m not.”

Itachi’s eyes were a little sad. “Then let’s just forget it and go back to being friends.”

“But I . . .” Itachi waited patiently. “With you I might . . .”

“Don’t do this to yourself now. Go home and think about it. I’ll be here when you come to a decision. If you do decide against the idea, I want things to go back to the way they were. I am sorry about suprising you like that.”

Naruto wanted to say ‘It’s okay,’ but he’d really thrown Naruto for a loop. He just nodded instead and left.

As he walked home he thought about Sakura. Did he really want to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her? The more he thought about it, he didn’t think so. Sasuke was a crush; he’d never really thought about what marrying her would mean.

Then there was Hinata. She was cute and caring and would probably make any man a wonderful, attentive wife. But did Naruto love her? No. He’d sort of avoided her after she risked her life to save his and confessed to him. The only woman he’d ever had interest in and the only woman who had shown interest in him and he didn’t really want to marry either of them.

Then there was Itachi. Beautiful, refined, gorgeous, powerful, regal Itachi. To spend the rest of his life with the elder Uchiha . . .

Wait, wait. Being gay or straight was about sex, right? Who was he more sexually attracted to? A naked woman? Yeah, that was nice. Now, Itachi stepping into the water to bathe.

Naruto stopped dead. Luckily he was the only one walking on this section of sidewalk so no one bumped into him. He slowly staggered to the side of a building and leaned against it. Itachi’s perfect pale skin, his long, silken hair, beautiful black eyes, those tear trough lines that made him look perpetually sad even when he smiled, that slim, lithe, elegant body, well formed ass, his sizable cock, and his grace. Naruto was turned on, much more than he was thinking about a naked woman.

He came back to himself and hurried home. Naruto refused to give up. He thought about the most beautiful woman he could with large breasts and thought about her in the slutist poses, doing the slutist things. Nope, nothing compared to just seeing Itachi naked.

But love isn’t just about sex. Who did he enjoy spending time with the most? Itachi. Itachi, then Sasuke, then Shikamaru, then Kiba, Choji, Neji, Kakashi, Sakura, Hinata. Oh, fuck. Yeah, maybe he was gay.

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Itachi took Naruto out to dinner and tried to put the younger man at ease. He restrained himself from looking lustfully at Naruto and didn’t touch him at all. They met every day for the next three, two lunches and another dinner. On the latter, they ended up staying at the restaurant for three hours eating, talking, and drinking tea. Naruto walked Itachi home, still concerned for him even though Tsunade had given him a clean bill of health. Naruto internally justified his actions that Itachi was nearly blind. He was just making sure he got home okay.

Itachi stopped at his door. “Do you want to stay over or do you want to call it a night?”

“What about Sasuke?”

“He’s spending the night with Kakashi.”

Naruto blushed. He hadn’t really come to terms with the fact his best friend and sensei were a couple; couldn’t until he saw it for himself. “Oh.” Cock and brain argued. “I’ll-ll-ll stay,” Naruto stuttered. Cock won. He really didn’t know what to expect. Would they go all the way? He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. His cock did, but he didn’t.

“Don’t be scared,” Itachi cooed. He opened the door and let Naruto in. Itachi led the way into his bedroom. Naruto nervously followed.

“Just relax,” Itachi said. “Are you sure you want to do this? I want you, but I can wait. I’d rather wait until you’re comfortable.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be more comfortable.”

Itachi came up to him and touched Naruto’s cheek as warning and kissed him. Naruto had never been kissed before that last time Itachi had done it and wasn’t sure what to do so he let Itachi do what he willed. He melted into the kiss and he began to kiss back, trying to mimic Itachi. Itachi’s other hand went to Naruto’s yellow hair. He played with Naruto’s hair as he kissed him deeply. He liked Naruto’s natural taste and savored it.

But he had better things to get to. He started stripping Naruto, pulling the zipper down on his orange and black jacket. He stripped it from Naruto’s shoulders and couldn’t resist moving his lips down to the newly exposed neck. He sucked at it and kissed the tender skin there. Naruto gasped with new pleasure. Itachi’s hands slid under the black undershirt Naruto wore to feel the hard abdominal muscles then moved to his sides.

Itachi pulled away and striped his own clothes. Naruto was a second catching up and stripping as well.

Suddenly, Itachi grabbed him from behind and felt up his body, pressing his hard cock into the cleft of his ass.

“Naruto,” Itachi sighed against his neck. Naruto could feel his cock weep precum just at the sound of Itachi’s voice. His skin puckered and his hair stood on end. If it hadn’t been for the fact Naruto couldn’t see anything of Itachi at the moment, he might have believed his intense reaction to Itachi was a genjutsu.

Itachi guided him to the bed and pressed him down in such a way Naruto was on his hands and knees. Itachi’s body slithered down Naruto’s back. He was surprised to feel Itachi’s tongue come out and lick at his cheek. It felt good, but embarrassing.

“Itachi,” Naruto whined in protect.

“Shh.” Itachi spread the globe of Naruto’s ass apart and licked at his puckered entrance. Naruto gasped and tried to pull away, too embarrassed by Itachi’s actions. “Calm down, Naruto, I know what I’m doing. This isn’t my first time.”

He lapped at the rosebud again. Naruto tired to relax and focus on how good it felt. Itachi started stabbing at the virgin entrance, pressing his tongue against it, then demanding entry. Naruto tried to deny him, mortified, but Itachi’s tongue would brook no denial and finally penetrated Naruto’s body. It was hot and the ring of muscle was protesting his invasion. Finally, Naruto gave up the struggle and relaxed. Itachi started tongue fucking him, driving his tongue in and out quickly, then slowing down. It felt so good. Then Itachi’s tongue went deeper and Naruto felt his lips close around his opening. Itachi’s tongue moved around inside of him and he started sucking on the rim of his ass. It felt so good and so dirty.

After a little more of that, Itachi pulled away and lubed up his fingers. “Turn onto your back,” Itachi instructed in a sultry voice. Naruto obeyed without thinking about it.

Naruto gasped in pleasure and surprised when Itachi went down on him and didn’t notice the first finger penetrating his body. Soon he realized that something was moving in and out of him. A second finger joined the first and they began scissoring to stretch him and massage his inner muscles to relax and let a third finger enter him. Itachi carefully stretched him, preparing him for his first fuck.

Itachi remembered how no matter how much Kisame tried to prepare him that first time, it still unbelievably hurt when Kisame entered him with his enormous cock. He didn’t want that for Naruto, but he didn’t flatter himself that he was that large either; Kisame had been thicker than Itachi’s wrist.

Meanwhile, Itachi’s tongue was slithering sinfully against the underside of Naruto’s cock which was still buried in Itachi’s warm mouth. The head was in the back of Itachi’s throat and he swallowed around it and sucked, his lips tight around the base of the shaft, moving a little as he sucked. Naruto wasn’t sure he could handle this; he wanted to cum, but wasn’t quite there yet. He wanted to beg Itachi for release, but what more could Itachi really do?

Then Naruto found out.

Itachi’s middle finger probed deeper and touched something Naruto didn’t even know existed. He saw stars as pleasure exploded within him. In retrospect, Naruto was surprised he didn’t cum immediately. Itachi teased that sensitive bundle of nerves a little, making Naruto writhe and buck into his mouth. He deemed Naruto ready.

Naruto felt empty and abandoned when Itachi’s mouth and fingers left him. Itachi rearranged himself between Naruto’s legs and pressed the head of his lubed cock to his virgin entrance. He stroked Naruto’s thigh as he looked at Naruto’s face. Naruto opened his eyes and they locked with Itachi’s. They were soft and reassuring even as they shone with lust.

Itachi lifted Naruto’s left knee to give him a better angle and pushed. Naruto’s body gave a little, but resisted the entire head.

“Relax,” Itachi cooed.

Naruto tried to obey and Itachi pressed in again. The head went in and was swallowed as if Naruto were sucking him in. Fuck, it felt so good to be inside someone again. Kisame had been gracious about letting Itachi fuck him. If he weren’t concentrating on the feeling of Naruto’s tight body around his cock Itachi would have smiled at the memory of Kisame complaining of pain when he first entered him even after Kisame had torn Itachi apart not too long before that.

Itachi pressed in slowly, letting his slight weight drive him in as he leaned in little by little. Itachi braced himself with a hand next to Naruto’s shoulder as he bottomed out. He was fully seated in his beautiful, blond lover. He’d shut his eyes, but now he opened them and looked down at Naruto’s face again. It was squinshed up, though not in pain.

“Are you alright?” Itachi asked, his voice coming out weak and breathless.

“Feels so strange.”

Itachi smiled. “Yeah, it does. It’ll feel really good in a minute. Let me know when you want me to move.”

Naruto only waited a few seconds before saying, “Now.”

Itachi dragged his erection out to the head and then slowly pressed back in. He kept up this slow pace until Naruto seemed to relax even more. Itachi sped up and started angling around to find his prostate again. Naruto cried out. Score.

Itachi picked up speed once again and battered that spot relentlessly. Naruto rocked to get more of that feeling. He was grunting with every thrust and Itachi also lost control over his voice, grunting when Naruto’s body tightened around him. Naruto reached out and put his hands in Itachi’s hair, just wanting to feel him. They were both getting close. Itachi refused to cum before Naruto and he redoubled his efforts. Naruto whined, so close to orgasm it was painful.

“Naruto,” Itachi cooed his name. That did it; Naruto was sent over the precipice. His hips bucked up and his back bowed as he let out a cry which was a horribly distorted attempt at Itachi’s name. Itachi’s cock was wrung of its cum with the violence of Naruto’s orgasm. Naruto settled down limply into Itachi’s mattress, pulling his body off Itachi’s cock. Itachi settled down on top of him and kissed him. Naruto responded and they kissed lazily and sloppily.

Itachi pulled away and licked up Naruto’s cum from his chest and abdomen. “Hmmm, taste a little like ramen.”

“Huh?”

Itachi licked up all he could, moved over Naruto and kissed him again, passing the small load of cum into his mouth.

“It does kinda.”

Itachi smiled and moved his hips over Naruto’s, rubbing their erections together. They were both mostly hard and Itachi reentered him. This time he just rocked his hips to gently fuck him as he lay on Naruto and kissed him. Itachi snaked his arms around Naruto’s head and waist. Naruto kept one hand in Itachi’s hair and the other on his back. After they ran out of breath, Itachi sucked on Naruto’s neck, marking him. They made love slowly, once again Itachi holding his orgasm back until Naruto cam first.

Itachi slid out and off Naruto and pulled him into a spooning position. He kissed the golden hair. “I love you, Naruto.”

“I love you too.”

Itachi snuggled in closer and fell asleep.

TBC