Lip Service

Second Birthday Fic for a dear dear friend. you know who you are, enjoy sweetie! ^.^ (Now, I don't like this story, but it was a gift so im posting it anyways. feedback would be sweet, but please don't flame it, i already know it sucks.)





Itachi threw his keys down on the table in the front hall, dropping his coat beside it with a sigh. It had been a long day at school, and he'd had to head over to his internship directly afterwards. He was hot and tired now, sticky with his own sweat. He climbed the stairs quietly, it was late and though his parents weren't home he knew Sasuke would be, probably up in his room already in bed. Itachi pushed the thought aside though as he passed his brother's door, pushing his own open silently.



He headed for the bathroom that connected their rooms, stripping off clothing as he went, grabbing a towel before shutting the door on his side quietly. Sasuke's was almost shut, and he moved across the room to pull it closed when he was brought to a dead stop in shock. Not many things shocked Itachi at this point in his life, but he was not prepared for the sight he caught through the crack of the door.



Sasuke was naked, splayed out on his back, which honestly wasn't that unusual. Itachi knew his brother liked to sleep in the nude. What was unusual though, was the fact that the boy was hard, one hand moving over his erect cock in fast, smooth motions. Itachi slapped a hand over his mouth, to hold back the sharp intake of air.



"Uuunnngh! God's Naruto!" Itachi froze, halfway through the motion of stepping back, his eyes wide. It wasn't until then that he caught the silver glint of the cell phone in his brother's hand. Half of him wanted to turn and walk away, giving Sasuke his privacy, but the other half of his brain was too amazed that his baby brother was doing something as dirty as having phone sex. He recognized the name, Naruto, one of Sasuke's friends from school. The boy was obnoxious and blond, light but tanned skin, creamy and smooth.




Naruto was sitting at his desk, his shirt still on, and sticking to his chest with sweat. His pants were kicked to the floor, he didn't remember where but he didn't really give a shit right now. He could hear Sasuke's moan through the phone and it was making him really hard. He knew it would be better if he drew it out though, his grip around his shaft loose and his movements slow.



"Sasuke, you little whore. You like it when no one's home, don't you? You can scream out your pleasure like we all know you want to." Naruto's voice was low and gruff, thick with lust as he imagined the pale boy stretched out on his bed. It was a beautiful image.





"Yes, oh god yes. You know I- AAH..." Itachi felt himself go hard from the sounds. It bothered him less than he thought it would, that it was his baby brother out there, making those noises. The boy looked much to tempting and wanton, spread out on the bed like that. Itachi didn't care that Sasuke was his brother, he was still gorgeous, and the noises he was making went straight to Itachi's groin in a liquid shiver.





"I know the only thing you like better than that is having my cock up your ass, right Sasuke? You're such a slut for it. I bet if you were here right now you'd drop down and ride me without a second thought." Naruto paused listening to Sasuke's husky moan through the phone line. He moved his hand a little faster, and his face lit up for a second before he went on.



"Sasuke, I know you want me there. I want you to stick your fingers up there, and ride them like they were my cock, you slut."





Sasuke's moan tingled down Itachi's spine, and he could barely ignore the arousal pulsing between his legs. Absent mindedly, he reached one hand down to stroke it, hissing at the sudden pleasure. His eyes almost shut as he shifted, his thumb rubbing over the sensitive tip of his shaft. When he opened them again a second later his mouth went dry.



Sasuke had two fingers circling the little red rosebud of his ass, and the boy let out a startlingly erotic moan as he slipped one inside. With the way the bed was angled in his brother's room, Itachi had a perfect view of this, watching his brother pump the finger in and out a little before pushing another one in, groaning again, rough and sweet. Itachi's hand sped up, his other supporting him as he leaned against the wall.



He wondered detachedly if his brother and Naruto had ever had sex together. The picture his mind conjured up was gorgeous, unfathomably erotic, his brother pressed against the side of the tub in the bathroom, getting pounded from behind, his pale face contorting in pleasure as Naruto slammed into him. Or maybe on the kitchen counter, Sasuke's pale heels slung over Naruto's honey colored skin, clawing at the boy's back, moaning sweetly with every flick of the blond boy's hips.





Naruto could tell from the change in Sasuke's breathing that the boy had done as he was told, and the mental image made him shiver with pleasure. He kept his eyes closed softly, his hand moving down to palm his balls lightly, loving the way it felt when he rolled them against his hand, his hips moving upwards slightly, thrusting against it.



"Tell me Sasuke, how many fingers is that dirty little hole of yours taking right now?" He moaned himself then, low and throaty, the pleasant shivers from his actions were settling in his stomach, and he could feel his orgasm building. He wrapped his hands back around his cock, breathing much faster now.





"AH! Two." A pause, Itachi couldn't hear what was going on on the other end, but he wished he could. He stroked himself faster, his gaze captivated by Sasuke's fingers moving in and out of himself, Sasuke's face scrunched up and contorted in his pleasure.



"Two fingers, Naruto, two fingers and it's still not enough." Itachi nearly moaned then, and had to concentrate so as not to run out there right now and pound Sasuke into the mattress he was sprawled out on. The image was beautiful and he could barely stand it, the pleasure building up behind his stomach somewhere. His breath was coming in pants now, and he was making little noises with each stroke, but Sasuke was louder, drowning them all out.





"I bet, you little slut. If you were here I'd nail your cute little ass into the floor, babe, but I think I'd make you beg first, a fucking little whore like you probably would. You'd do anything to have this cock inside of you. What would you do, Sasuke?"





"Ah, anything, I'd do anything. I'd crawl across the floor on my hands and knees, I'd beg from right there, that's how much I want it right now, Naruto. Gods, you're so much better than these fingers, so much..." Sasuke's words dissolved into moans as he felt himself tensing. Itachi's eyes widened, as he felt it bubbling up in him at the same time.



Then he was coming, and his world went dark, nothing except for this feeling inside him. He heard Sasuke's groan of completion, but didn't see it. He could imagine it though, the way Sasuke's smooth muscles would ripple and tense, the boy's eyes sliding closed, that moan echoing through his head.



It faded quickly, to a low hum, a static in his senses, leaving him tired, his limbs heavier than they were when he'd gotten home. He really wanted that shower now, but knew that Sasuke was still in there. He blushed, thinking of his baby brother finding out that Itachi had not only watched him have phone sex and get himself off, but had gotten off on the sight himself. He just couldn't.



He snuck back to the door to his side of the bathroom, easing it open before closing it again, loudly this time. He heard Sasuke jump a little, and the quick susurrous slide of the boy's silk sheets moving. He went to the other door then, the one cracked slightly, and shut it as well, catching a glimpse of his brother's flushed face as he did. He smirked to himself as he turned on the water, letting it warm up for a second before turning on the spray.



He'd have to come home early more often.