The Flavor of Sin

Warning: man sex, incest, cursing.



AN: Soooo sorry for the long wait. Email issues with my beta, Gaarasslave and my own procrastination delayed this chapter. -hugs to everyone that waited- OH, and check out http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/597896/ Gaarasslave did a wonderful little drawing based off this story. Check it out.



The Flavor of Sin



Chapter Six



Sasuke’s body trembled at the touch of his brother’s lips. It was just the gentle brushing of skin. Not tongue or teeth were involved; just lips. His entire body was pulled tight with shock and need. A little gasp escaped his mouth, parting them for barely the tip of his brother’s tongue to enter.



“Itachi.” whimpered Sasuke, hoping the use of his brother’s name would completely express what he needed; what he longed for with all his being.



“My Sasuke.” The words sent a new rush of lust through Sasuke’s body, causing even more heat to spread until his entire body felt as if it was surrounded in flames.



Then, like all good things, cold water was dumped on Sasuke’s mind; figuratively speaking. The next words didn’t come from his lips, nor his brother’s. They next words came from the lips of his brother’s live in lover.



“What’s going on?”



Sasuke’s eyes jumped to the doorway where a confused Naruto stared on the scene. Several emotions flashed across his face in rapid succession, too fast for Sasuke to decipher what they meant. Closing his eyes, Sasuke felt a wave of shame engulf him. Reality had a way of ruining even the most beautiful thing.



“I…” Sasuke stuttered, trying to think of something, anything to say to the blonde, whose confusion was evident. Sasuke could swear he saw a little hurt in the eyes. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to understand what was going on. Itachi had been kissing Sasuke. Not a peck on the lips or any other sort of familial kiss. No, this was a kiss meant to be shared with a lover.



Sasuke’s lips still burned from the touch of Itachi’s. Despite Naruto’s interruption, his pants were still tented from the presence of his brother; add in the fact that his leg was aching from sitting on the floor and it was safe to say that Sasuke was pretty much miserable.



“Itachi?” The words were barely a whisper on his lips as red spread across Sasuke’s face. He glanced up through his lashes at his brother; witnessing the stoic mask firmly in place. Turning his gaze to Naruto, Sasuke panicked. What could he tell his brother’s lover? Obviously not the truth.



“Naruto…It’s not what you think.” whispered Sasuke, desperately.



“Then what was it?” asked Naruto quietly.



Eyes widening, Sasuke clenched his fingers into the plush carpeting. His knuckles clenched, showing white against his pale peach colored skin. He watched as Naruto slowly released his hold on the door, leaving the two alone.



“Damn it.” snarled Itachi as he stood, drawing Sasuke to his feet before placing him gently on the bed. “Don’t move.”



Itachi left his brother alone in the bedroom as he followed determinedly after his lover. His steps were quiet on the carpet as he entered the bedroom, finding Naruto staring off into nothing from the window seat he was so fond of. “Naruto…”



The blonde remained silent as he continued to stare into the twinkling lights of the city. The lights from the apartments and roofs of the buildings painted the horizon with the sight of a city that never truly slept.



“It’s funny. Even though you are brothers, you look good like that; like you are meant to be lovers.” murmured Naruto as he brought a hand to the glass. It had hurt, seeing Itachi and Sasuke together. What they’d shared in that moment seemed for more potent than anything he’d shared with Itachi. It hurt that despite how much he loved Itachi; he might take second place to Sasuke.



For long moments, neither said anything. Naruto closed his eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Itachi might deny it to himself but Naruto could see how much he loved and desired Sasuke. Desired him so much in fact that his lust was eating him up inside. Naruto also understood that desire to be with someone else, regardless of the fact that he desperately loved Itachi. Naruto wanted to be where Itachi was, his lips savoring Sasuke’s quivering ones. It was so confusing.



Itachi needed Sasuke. Naruto needed Itachi. But, who did Sasuke need. It was obvious that he wanted Itachi but who did he need? If Itachi and Sasuke became lovers, would Naruto be welcome in their bed. The blonde was very open about his relationship with Itachi. He wouldn’t mind sharing him with Sasuke but he found himself wanting to be needed by Sasuke too.



“It won’t happen again. I made a mistake.” The statement brought Naruto from his thoughts.



“Why?”



Itachi blinked a few times. It was rare that someone confused him with questions. Naruto was the only person he’d ever met that could befuddle his mind. Following Naruto’s train of thought was like riding a rollercoaster; up and down with a few loops to keep things interesting. “Excuse me?”



“Why won’t it happen again?” Naruto turned from the window. Itachi was surprised at what he saw in Naruto’s eyes. There was no anger, hate, or disgust. A bit of sadness tinged something he couldn’t recognize.



“Because it’s wrong. Other than the fact that I love you; he’s my brother.”



Naruto smiled at the statement. That would be the bridge Naruto would help Itachi cross. Walking forward, he ran his fingers through Itachi’s long, still damp hair. Leaning up, Naruto nibbled his lips along Itachi‘s frowning ones. “What if I asked you to kiss him?”



Breath left him at the words. Why was Naruto saying something like this? His hands rose up to embrace Naruto but the blonde batted them away.



“What if I asked you to touch him?” Naruto’s hands slid over Itachi’s chest, fingers teasing the diamond hard nipples before stopping at the towel secured around his waist.



Itachi swallowed, his breath beginning to come in pants. “What are you doing?”



“If I wanted to watch, would you touch him?” Naruto’s eyes were hooded.



“Naruto, you don’t know what you are asking.” groaned Itachi against his lover’s lips.



He wanted his brother with a lust that surprised him but it wasn’t fair; not to Sasuke and not to Naruto. He loved Naruto, nothing would change that. He refused to do something that could jeopardize his relationship with his little caramel, even if it was what he wanted, what he needed.



“Please ‘Tachi. Seeing you kiss him was so beautiful. I want to see it again.” Naruto rocked his groin against Itachi’s hip, moaning at the friction. He knew; he’d always known. The way Itachi would look at his brother for a split second. The way after a fight with Sasuke, Itachi would be nearly insatiable. He’d hid his desires well. Naruto probably wouldn’t have connected the dots if it wasn’t for Sasuke’s accident.



The accident was the final clue. The way Itachi had worried went beyond brotherly worry. It would have destroyed Itachi if Sasuke had died. Naruto would never be able to deny Itachi anything. He wouldn’t deny them both what they wanted.



Itachi had saved him from the streets by buying him from Orochimaru. Naruto doted on every word that came from his lips. He would be a hypocrite if he didn’t admit that he wanted Sasuke too. The smooth curve of his neck drew his gaze time and time again. The way he looked angry one moment and then the next like a lost little boy; such an amazing contradiction. He was so different from Itachi.



“I want him too.” whispered Naruto, causing a moan to be ripped from his lover’s chest.



Naruto was slammed against the wall, Itachi’s lips devouring his own. The heat and lust in the room was so thick, one could cut through it with a knife. Thrusting his tongue into Itachi’s mouth, Naruto growled at the flavor that enveloped him. Itachi’s toothpaste always left a spicy flavor in his mouth.



“Please Itachi. I want to see you together.” Naruto knew he’d won from the sound of the small whimper that escaped Itachi’s throat. The thought of watching Itachi and Sasuke together sent another bolt of heat directly to his loins.



Nipping at Itachi’s full lower lip, Naruto took his hand and led him to the guest room in time to see Sasuke struggling to pack his bags. Naruto frowned at the sight. He didn’t want Sasuke gone. “What are you doing?”



Sasuke’s eyes glanced towards the door. “I’m leaving…I can’t stay any longer.”



“Why?” Naruto cocked his head in confusion.



“I don’t want to be the cause of a wedge between you and Itachi.”



“You are not fucking leaving.” Itachi stepped completely into the room and snatched the bag from Sasuke’s hand.



“You don’t order me around.” snapped Sasuke, his cheeks going red with anger and embarrassment. “Besides, I just called Sai. He’s going to stay with me in my apartment until I can get around better.”



That was the wrong thing to say. Itachi saw red. Grapping his brother, he tossed him onto the bed before snarling low in his ear. “Unless you want him dead, I suggest you call him back.”



“Asshole, let go of me.” Sasuke struggled but the large cast impeded his movements.



“Call him back. I told you, I won’t let anyone have what’s mine.” snarled Itachi.



Sasuke’s body froze. He was fully aware of Naruto’s presence in the room and yet his body, which he’d finally been able to cool, went hard once more at the feel of Itachi’s heat. Moaning, Sasuke tried to squirm away. Itachi would have none of that.



“Call him.”



Naruto took his position in a chair in the corner. It was the perfect front row seat to the interaction between the two. The snarling and growling was so different from his foreplay with Itachi.



Sasuke remained silent, forcing Itachi to take matters into his own hands. Grabbing Sasuke’s cell from the bed, he searched through the numbers until he found the one that belonged to Sai.



“Sasuke?” Sai sounded half asleep, not as if he was on the way to stay with Sasuke. “Fine, be all silent. I’m too tired to play Itachi with you tonight. I want more, not to mention I don’t want to have to deal with that monstrosity of a cast you have.”



Itachi dropped his eyes to the blushing face of his brother. Closing the phone without saying a word, he sat back on his haunches while watching his brother attempt to sink into the bed, never to be seen again. He was torn between jealousy of Sai and lust caused by the knowledge that his brother pretended that his lovers were him. “You have Sai pretend to be me?”



“Not the way you are thinking.” Yes, the way you are thinking.



“Naruto, it seems you will get your wish tonight.” purred Itachi before smirking down at his brother. “It seems Naruto liked what he saw a few minutes ago. Are you game for a little show?”



Sasuke’s face got redder as he gaped at his brother like a fish, his quivering lips trying to form words but was unable to do so. “What the hell are you talking about?” said Sasuke, finding his voice.



“Mmm, perhaps it’s better to show you.” Itachi snatched one of Sasuke’s hands and brought it to his lips. Nibbling lightly at the knuckles, Itachi sucked the skin until it shown pink.



Swallowing, Sasuke tried to voice his denial of what Itachi was doing but he found he had lacked the ability to speak. His body was completely rebelling against his mind, determined to extract as much pleasure from the experience as it could. “Itachi…stop.”



“Why? It’s obvious that you want this.” Sucking gently on the pale wrist, Itachi drew moans from his little brother. The sounds of the little whines coming from him were music to his ears, sending tremors of pleasure directly to his cock.



“Naruto…” gasped out Sasuke, sending the blonde a pleading look, only to be shocked by the lust gleaming in his eyes. Whether the look was for Itachi or him, Sasuke didn’t know but he found himself drawn into the sapphire tinted eyes. He wanted that look to be directed at him. He needed it.



“Please…” whimpered Sasuke closing his eyes in an attempt to gain control. He was already quickly spiraling out of control.



“Listen to him, ‘Tachi. Doesn’t he sound beautiful?” commented Naruto huskily.



“Yes.” hissed Itachi as his hands skimmed under the loose top, drawing the material up to reveal Sasuke’s abdomen.



Itachi’s eyes locked on the expanse of creamy skin, marred only by the mostly healed surgical scar. Pink nipples puckered prettily, small tuffs of hair curled around them on the otherwise hairless chest. Running his thumb over puckered flesh, he listened to the high pitched whine from his brother.



“So needy, Sasuke?” he asked as his fingers trailed downward, careful of the healing cut.



“Aniki…please…I can’t…” Sasuke whimpered as his hips began to jerk in a needy manner, seeking friction.



“Shh, I’ll take care of you Sasuke.” Itachi glanced at his lover sitting in the chair, eyes riveted to the two on the bed. He wondered why he was allowing Naruto to do this, why he was allowing himself to do this. It was wrong. He shouldn’t desire his brother and yet; he could not bear the thought of another man touching him. Naruto being the exception.



His fingers trailed over the navel, teasing the black hair that began there before stopping just above the rim to Sasuke’s loose pants. Glancing towards Naruto, Itachi, for the first time in his life was uncertain. Sasuke was straining upward, his body’s wishes completely taking over his mind. Itachi wanted to know if this was alright. Naruto meant the world to him and if his caramel wanted him to stop he would; as much as he wanted Sasuke, he would stop.



Naruto saw the indecision in Itachi. He couldn’t blame him. Naruto himself wasn’t sure why he was so open to this. Rational thought told him that he should be jealous; that he should grab Itachi to keep him away from touching another man but Sasuke was different. The three of them felt right.



Naruto had never been very rational anyway. He knew how much Itachi wanted Sasuke and it was obvious that Sasuke wanted the same thing. He wanted Itachi to be happy and fulfilled. If having Sasuke did that, then he would help his lover in that route. He couldn’t lie to himself; Itachi wasn’t the only one that wanted Sasuke.



Standing from his seat, Naruto went to the bed. Crawling behind Itachi where he knelt beside Sasuke, Naruto brought his hands around to grasp at Sasuke’s pajamas, pulling them down slowly to reveal the leaking cock arching up to lay on his abdomen. Sasuke whined in his throat.



“Listen to him, ‘Tachi. He’s in pain. Look at that cock. It wants you to help it.” Naruto ran a finger over the tip, gathering up the cum leaking copiously from it. Bringing the finger to his lips, he sucked the fluid, moaning at the salty, bitter taste. “He tastes so good, ‘Tachi.”



Repeating the action, Naruto brought his fingers to Itachi’s mouth. Lips latched on, causing both men to moan. Itachi’s tongue swirled around the fingers, catching every tiny bit of cum before Naruto removed his fingers.



Naruto left Itachi to crawl up beside Sasuke. His lips pressed gently against the sweating temple before whispering in his ear. “Do you need to cum, Sasuke?”



“Please…” keened Sasuke, his fingers nearly ripping the sheets in need.



“Can ‘Tachi make you feel good?” The tip of Naruto’s finger swirled around a pert nipple, causing Sasuke’s body to shiver delightfully.



“Yes.” Sasuke hissed, his hips jerked upward, causing his red cock to bounce on his abdomen; each time it landed a smear of cum appeared on his belly. Naruto smiled triumphantly up at Itachi, whose cheeks were flushed red.



Mindful of the cast, Naruto took the injured leg in his hands; carefully propping adequate amounts of pillows around the plaster for support. That taken care of, Naruto returned to his seat, his pants open to reveal his own hard cock.



Groaning, Itachi lifted Sasuke’s cock, watching as a drop of cum beaded on the tip before trickling down. One stroke and Sasuke was groaning. Two strokes and he was pleading. Three strokes and he was writhing beneath Itachi’s touch.



What does he feel like, Itachi?” asked Naruto, his voice barely higher than a whisper.



“God, Naruto. He’s so hot. His skin is like satin.” panted Itachi.



“Sasuke, do you like the way Itachi is touching you?” growled Naruto.



“Fuck, yes.” yelled Sasuke, his back bowing as cum began dribbling in earnest onto his stomach.



“Would you like me to touch you too?” This was the question that worried Naruto the most. He saw how turned on Itachi was, as well as Sasuke. They both desired each other with such a passion that Naruto feared he would be left behind. He feared that Itachi would lose interest in him even though it was he that encouraged his lover to take his brother. He’d been left at a crossroads. Keep Itachi to himself and watch as he secretly pined for his brother, or welcome Sasuke into their bed with the risk that Naruto might lose his place there.



Sasuke’s passion darkened eyes fixed on Naruto, staring at the smooth line of his muscles leading towards the enflamed cock jutting from the top of his pajamas. The look of uncertainty mixed with lust sobered Sasuke. He’d forgotten Naruto. In the haze of his lust, he’d forgotten the young blonde that Itachi seemed to dote on. Naruto, who’d wormed his way into Sasuke’s own heart, sat watching avidly at the goings on. “Naruto…please.”



Naruto stood before walking slowly to the bed. Itachi stopped his own ministrations to gaze at the tan vision that joined them as the bed dipped. His beautiful Naruto was all caramel skin and blonde hair. There was no question in Itachi’s mind that he loved the boy. His heart ached at the uncertainty that still lurked in his eyes.



Reaching over, Itachi pulled Naruto into his arms before promptly beginning to devour his lips. Their tongues clashed in a dance of lover, causing Naruto to moan in his lover’s mouth. Itachi’s hand left Sasuke, creeping down Naruto’s smooth abdomen to wrap around the blonde’s throbbing shaft.



Naruto threw back his head, crying out his pleasure. His hands reached up to wrap around Itachi’s shoulders as his hips began thrusting in time with Itachi’s pumps. The pale slender hand knew just the right rhythm to excite Naruto without pushing him over the edge.



Sasuke’s eyes widened at the two. Watching the two kiss was one of the most erotic sights of his life. He hadn’t thought he could get any harder but he was wrong. His cock throbbed with a vengeance at the visual stimulation. He was going to cum just from watching the two.



Reaching down between his legs, Sasuke grasped his neglected cock. He began to stroke himself, desperate for release that was just moments away. His body arched up, the burn was starting in his balls. Gasping out little whimpers, Sasuke cried out in disappointment as a hand stopped his strokes.



“Don’t you want to cum in ‘Tachi’s mouth?” Naruto asked, moaning as Itachi skimmed his collarbone with his teeth.



“Please…I need to cum.” whined Sasuke, sending both Naruto and Itachi a desperate look.



Naruto smiled before turning to Itachi. “Your brother sounds pretty desperate. I think we should help him out.”



“Naruto, can I taste him?” asked Itachi, his eyes fixed on the ruddy colored cock.



Naruto nodded, rubbing against Sasuke’s body until they were face to face. His teeth nibbled on the skin of Sasuke’s jaw, feeling the very faint stubble. He knew the moment Itachi engulfed the tip of Sasuke’s erection; using the sudden opening of the other’s mouth to his advantage. Naruto’s lips and tongue claimed Sasuke’s mouth while Itachi’s lips claimed his cock.



Chiseled lips sucked at the tip while a talented tongue dipped in the slit before swirling around the head. Sasuke’s body was drawn tight as a bow. His mind was spinning with the knowledge that it was Itachi’s lips on his cock. His brother was sucking him. His body hardened even more, causing that wonderful mouth to suck with even greater strength. He wasn’t going to last long. Not now.



The panting whimpers that managed to escape Sasuke along with the sound of Itachi’s sucks was the only noise in the room. Sasuke felt his body draw up. There would be no stopping it this time.



“Ahhh!” Screaming into Naruto’s mouth, his body released into Itachi’s. His hips jerked with the force of his orgasm. Shots of lightening traveled along his nerves, causing tremors in their wake.



As Sasuke went limp, Naruto lifted his body to gaze down at his lover, who was sucking the last bit of cum from Sasuke’s softening cock. “Let me taste, ‘Tachi.”



Naruto pulled away from the boneless Sasuke to dip his tongue into Itachi’s mouth, tasting the residue of Sasuke’s cum. Both moaned. It was like a taste of heaven, the flavor of Sasuke mixing with their saliva.



Itachi growled before pulling Naruto completely on his lap. His caramel colored lover moaned as his erection was pressed against Itachi’s abdomen. Their lips locked and Sasuke watched as they pressed against each other wildly; the sight of his orgasm having driven them wild with need.



Naruto’s head flew back as his body jerked, white cream shooting along Itachi’s abdomen. His lover’s eyes darkened even more. They were like the darkest obsidian as he pressed his limp caramel into the bed before rutting against him.



Sasuke watched with wide eyes as his brother’s mouth slackened and his body went ridged. Itachi was so beautiful in orgasm. His brother looked so vulnerable as his body shivered and convulsed, ribbons of cum mixing with Naruto’s as it pooled on the blonde’s abdomen.



For several long moments, Itachi slumped against Naruto. Sasuke began to feel alone even though there were two other individuals on the bed. After one of the most intense orgasms of his life, he was left watching Itachi and Naruto as they quivered in each other’s arms. It felt very lonely.



Afraid to move, Sasuke laid there for several moments in an attempt to calm his mind. Unlike the other two, he was relatively clean; only a few streaks of cum were visible on his abdomen. Sasuke was debating moving to the bathroom when Itachi stood.



Sasuke figured his brother would draw Naruto to his feet and the two would leave to return to their room. Not the case. As soon as he stood, he made his way to the bathroom. The sound of running water could be heard but not from the tub. Several moments later, Itachi returned with two damp washcloths.



First he cleaned Naruto. Sasuke watched as he drew the cloth gently over the blonde’s sensitive nether region, taking care with the pretty little cock that lay in a bed of golden curls. Sasuke was then surprised when Naruto curled close to his body, nuzzling the black bangs plastered against Sasuke’s face.



The touch of a warm rag on his own cock brought a moan to his lips. “Shhh.” whispered Itachi.



Warmth flooded Sasuke’s body. Not the warmth brought on by sexual arousal but instead, the warmth created when someone you love cares for you. His eyes closed as tears began to drip down his face.



“Sasuke?” Itachi’s concerned voice broke the silence. “Do you need another pill?”



Sasuke shook his head. Naruto cuddled closer. “It’s alright, Sasuke. I understand.”



Itachi frowned but finished cleaning up his brother and then himself before he tossed both cloths in the hamper. Staring at the two on the bed, the contrast of their skin was just as Itachi had imagined. Naruto’s creamy caramel blended nicely with Sasuke’s cream colored skin. They looked almost like caramel and cream. “Beautiful.”



“Sasuke needs you, ‘Tachi.” whispered Naruto as he buried his nose against Sasuke once more, looking like a contented kitten.



Itachi understood then. The uncertainty in Sasuke’s eyes, the fear of rejection. Itachi didn’t like seeing that in Sasuke’s eyes. He didn’t like the despair that swirled faintly in eyes that were so like his own. He wasn’t sure about his own feelings for his brother but he understood one thing. If anyone tried to take him away, he would destroy them. Sasuke was HIS, just as Naruto was HIS. Itachi protected what was his with the tenacity of a pit bull.



“Sasuke.” murmured Itachi as he slid in beside his pale brother. His hands adjusted the cast so to make his brother more comfortable before he pulled Sasuke’s face against his chest.



Sasuke stiffened for a moment before relaxing. The endorphins were coursing through him, making him drowsy. It wasn’t long before all three were sleeping in each other’s arms.



To be continued.