The Game Continues...

“Nnng, Naruto…”
Itachi stopped on his way down the hall to the kitchen, as he heard moaning coming from his younger brother’s room. Quietly he approached the younger Uchiha’s bedroom and opened it a crack to peak in. He wasn’t expecting what he saw; he was sure Sasuke hadn’t spoken a word about the little ‘game’ he’d taught him, but apparently he was wrong. For through that opening he saw his younger brother sitting on the edge of his bed, long pale fingers entangled in the messy blonde locks of his best friend. Naruto in turn was eagerly sucking and fondling Sasuke’s painfully hard erection.
‘That ungrateful little slut!’ Itachi thought as he closed the door and headed back to his own room. ‘He begs me to play the ‘game’ with him, promising not to tell a soul, then replaces me with that little blonde idiot!’ Though it was very apparent that the scene of the younger raven getting head from his friend had effected him in more ways than just making him angry, as his now engorged cock strained to be freed from the confines of his jeans.
Itachi decided to keep an eye on his otouto, see just how much he’d shown Naruto, and if he had indeed been replaced. The answer to his second question was quickly answered, as only two days later he found Sasuke waiting in his room for him when he headed to bed. Not only that; but he was wearing only a very small towel and was spread out for him on the bed, hands cuffed securely to the headboard. Temptation almost got the best of him that night as he looked over his delicious little brother; but instead of jumping the younger one and ramming him into the mattress, he calmly walked over the night stand, picked the key up and uncuffed the pale boy.
“Go to bed Sasuke.”
“B-but, Nii-san, we haven’t played in so long. Why can’t we play our game?” Sasuke asked, confusion masking the hurt in his voice. His Aniki hadn’t refused to play with him since he’d taught him this game, Except when Sasuke had been bad, or company was coming. “Is someone coming over?”
“No nobody is coming over, and you’re not in trouble either, just go to bed.” Itachi replied sternly. This was the opportunity he’d been waiting for, to see if his brother would run into his little blonde’s bed to be fucked instead.
“O-okay…” Itachi could see the tears threatening to flow over in Sasuke’s black eyes, it made him want to gather him up in his arms, and hold him all night long, but he resisted. Then came the words he’d feared would come, “C-can I invite Naruto over?” maybe he really was being replaced.
“I suppose.” the older Uchiha muttered. He couldn’t very well refuse and drag the boy back into his bed, he’d told him to leave it in the first place.
“Night Aniki.” Sasuke whispered as he left his older brother’s room. It wasn’t long before Itachi heard the doorbell, and the quiet chatter of the two boys greeting each other. After he was sure the two had returned to Sasuke’s bedroom, he quietly snuck over to the door and opened it a crack to spy on them. This was it, he’d now see that the tight little ass he’d claimed was no longer his.
But once again he was surprised by what he saw, Naruto was not ramming into his brother’s pale body, or even pleasuring him sexually at all. Sasuke had his head buried in the crook of the blonde’s neck, his arms wrapped around his chest. Naruto in turn had his arms securely wrapped around the pale boy, holding him tight, muttering something into his dark hair. Muffled sobs could be heard from the shaking form of his brother.
“N-naruto, what did I do? W-why doesn’t he want me any-*sniff* any more?!” Sasuke sobbed dejectedly into his best friend’s shoulder.
“He probably is just having a bad day, I’m sure he still wants you. How could he not?” Naruto replied, comforting his crying friend. He wasn’t exactly sure what had happened between the two raven-haired brothers.
Sasuke had called him up asking if he could please come stay over. The younger Uchiha had sounded on the verge of tears, so Naruto had agreed immediately. He could only think of a handful of times that he’d seen Sasuke cry, none of which had happened in the past few years. Whatever happened had really hurt Sasuke. So far all he’d been able to get from the other boy was that Itachi didn’t want him anymore.
Out in the hallway, Itachi slowly closed his brother’s door. He was wrong , Sasuke not only had not replaced him with the blonde, but became distraught at the idea that his aniki no longer wanted him. But then why had he shown Naruto their game? He’d have to keep watching and figure out what was going on.
*Two Weeks Later*
“So Itachi-san, I heard you’ve been refusing to boink Deidara.”
“Don’t call it boinking, Kisame. It sounds ridiculous.” Itachi reprimanded his friend.
“Well, whatever you call it, he’s whining that you’ve begun refusing him. That’s not like you Itachi, You’ve always benn up for a quick screw, no matter the person, or sometimes gender. What’s up?”
“It’s Sasuke.” Itachi muttered. He didn’t really want to discuss this with anyone, but the blue shark-like man was the closest thing he’d ever had to a real friend, so he tended tot ell him more than he did most people.
“Your brother? What about him?” Kisame asked confused, what did the younger Uchiha have to do with Itachi’s sex-life?
“I’ve been sleeping with him.” The older Uchiha brother confessed.
“WHA?!?!” The shark-man stopped in his tracks.
“I’ve been sleeping with Sasuke.” Itachi repeated calmly, looking back at his friend. “Or in your words, ‘boinking’ him.”
“B-but…isn’t he only like 13? A-and not to mention, your BROTHER!”
“ Oh please, Kisame. Don’t start acting all high and mighty. I know you’ve done worse. Besides…you can say nothing about his age, I saw the way you were drooling over a few of his friends as you were leaving before his party.” Kisame’s face turned a darker blue at his friends words, it was true, some of those boys had made his blood boil.
“Fine,” he said, “but what does that have to do with you refusing Deidara. “You’ve never been a one partner man before.”
“I’m not sure,” Itachi replied, a pensive look on his face. “I don’t fully understand it myself…but ever since I’ve begun this sexual escapade with my otouto, I haven’t wanted to be with anyone else.” Kisame stared at him as though he’d grown a second head.
“Actually,” Itachi continued thoughtfully, “that’s not completely true. A few weeks ago, I heard moaning coming from Sasuke’s room. When I checked to see what he was doing, I found him with that little blonde friend of his giving him a blowjob.” Kisame watched his friend’s features closely, he could see the subtle changes that he’d begun to notice as Itachi’s mood changed. He could see anger, jealousy, betrayal, and…lust?
“At first , I was furious. I wanted to tear that little blonde idiot apart limb by limb. Then ram into my brother’s tight little ass, claiming him hard and fast, until he knew just who he belonged to.” Itachi said vehemently, “But I walked away from his room, only to find myself painfully hard.”
“Watching Sasuke drive his cock into the willing mouth of his friend, had turned me on.” Kisame listened quietly to the dark-haired man, it sounded as though the man were in love with his brother, and very possibly in lust with the blonde boy.
“I decided to keep an eye on the two, see just how much of our game my otouto had shown to Naruto.” ‘Naruto must be the blonde’s name,’ Kisame thought as he continued to listen to the Uchiha as they walked. ‘Wait…Game?’
“Game?” the blue-man voiced.
“What?” Itachi replied as he was pulled from his thoughts of the tan boy sucking off his ivory-skinned brother.
“You said, ‘our little game…’” Kisame answered.
“Oh.” He hadn’t planned on telling his friend this part of it, “Well, to Sasuke that’s what it is. You see, this all started because he walked in on Deidara and I having sex.
“But why does he think it’s a game?”
“Because that’s what I told him.” Itachi answered, looking at Kisame as though this should be obvious.
“He asked what we were doing, I told him it was a game. Then he asked if I’d teach him. I refused at first, but eventually gave in. I couldn’t deny that the thought of having his sweet supple body beneath mine was too tempting. “
“He swore he’d never tell a soul about or game, but I should have known Naruto would find out about it eventually. Sasuke tells that boy absolutely everything.”
“I’ve been spying on them…Sasuke hasn’t gone further than oral with the boy, at first I thought he had. But when I refused him and sent him to his own bed, he didn’t run to Naruto’s to get his fucking. Instead he ran into the boys arms for comfort. I’ve never seen Sasuke cry so desperately before. Not even when our parents died. My otouto hadn’t replaced me…so why had he shown this blonde our game?”
“Then the other night, I started having these dreams…” Itachi continued. Kisame stayed silent, afraid talking would halt the others story, he’d never heard Itachi speak this much in one sitting before. And he wasn’t about to do anything to make the other realize the same.
“Dreams I can’t get out of my head, they’re of my otouto penetrating his little blonde friend. Everytime is different, sometimes Naruto is bound and helpless, others he’s riding Sasuke’s cock hard. But one thing is always the same. It’s always Sasuke buried deep inside Naruto, never the other way around.” Itachi told his friend, “I’ve had dreams of Sasuke before, but it’s always been me fucking him. He’s never been on top, and he’s always been with me. But these new dreams, they make me so painfully hard, harder than I’ve ever felt. Especially the one last night, where I joined in, first fucking the blonde’s throat while Sasuke was balls deep in his ass. Then claiming my brother as he was sucked dry by Naruto.”
Kisame listened intently, not realizing they’d circled the block past their destination at least three times. Or that Itachi’s recollection of his dreams was causing a reaction to the blue-man’s lower regions. Reactions that would not be appropriate once they noticed their destination and actually entered it. Being that they were on their way to the middle school to talk to Sasuke’s class.
“Kisame!” Itachi said irritated as he noticed they were about to walk past the school, unknown to him it would be the fourth time they had. “Why didn’t you say anything about me passing the school.” Kisame looked over sharply, noticing they were indeed about to pass the middle school.
“Sorry ‘tachi-san” the shark-man answered sheepishly, “I didn’t notice.”
The other heaved a sigh and made his way into the building. He really did not want to be here doing this, but the students had been asked to invite someone they admired to the school to speak. Of course Sasuke had to choose Itachi as his person, and get all teary-eyed whenhe tried to refuse to come in. Itachi had agreed, only on the condition his partner at work could come as backup.

*Knock Knock Knock*
“Ah, Itachi, welcome,” Iruka said as he answered the door of his classroom, “and…”
“Hello Iruka-san, this is my work partner, Kisame. I invited him along, I hope that’s okay.”
“Of Course,” Iruka said with a smile, “Welcome Kisame-san.” The three entered the surprisingly silent classroom. Itachi looked around the room to see all of the students intently working.
“They’re finishing up a test.” Iruka whispered to the two visitors, “The rest of the speakers should be here shortly, you arrived early.”
Itachi let his eyes scan over the focused children, his mind subconsciously pointing out the ones that visited his brother. Granted Sasuke spent the most time with Naruto, others did come by occasionally. Finally his eyes settled one the two in the back corner, opposite the windows. His brother sat, face staring intently at his paper as he filled in the answers. Next to him, Naruto was leaning slightly towards him, even though his eyes were on his own paper, he seemed to be quietly pleading with the dark-haired boy.
“Naruto” Iruka’s voice rang through the silence. The blonde looked up at his guardian, “yes, Iruka-sensei?” Itachi looked over at the brunette teacher, to find him with his back to the class writing something on the chalkboard.
“Stop bothering Sasuke, you know he won’t tell you the answers, he never does.”
“Yes, Iruka-sensei.” Naruto muttered as he went back to his own test. Itachi took a seat near the chalkboard in one of the chairs Iruka had set up for the speakers, Kisame sitting silently next to him. His partner seemed to be looking over the occupants of the room, silently assessing each one.
As the student finished their tests and the other speakers began arriving , the silence was filled with chatter. Kisame leaned over and muttered to Itachi, “So I’s the blonde that was trying to cheat that you were speaking of earlier?” Itachi nodded in reply. “If he keeps trying to cheat off of Sasuke, why doesn’t the teacher just separate them?”
Itachi sighed, Kisame was going to insist on talking while they waited. “Because Iruka knows that Naruto will continue attempting to cheat, and he also knows Sasuke will never give in and tell him the answers. Where as onw of the others might tell him just to get the blonde to leave them alone.”
“Smart man.” Kisame mumbled, glancing over at the brunette teacher, who was conversing with one of the other speakers, a man with dark hair and a scruffy beard.
“Cute too.”
“Hn” Itachi replied, “but you’d have to kill Kakashi to ever get near to having him.”
“Kakashi? You mean that pervert is with Iruka-san?”
“Yep, been together for years, they’re also Naruto’s legal guardians.”
Kisame stared at the brunette in disbelief. What would a seemingly straight-laced man like Iruka see in a pervert like Kakashi? And how could Naruto seem so innocent when living in the same house as said pervert? He glanced over at the blonde who was chatting quite animatedly with a group of his friends, oblivious to the leering look one of them was giving him. One who looked an aweful lot like the Uchiha brothers.
“Itachi?”
“Hn”
“Is that boy related to you?” Kisame asked, gesturing at the dark-haired teen that was flirting with Naruto.
“No, Sai is not a relative of ours.” Itachi stated.
“Well, since we’re all here,” Iruka spoke up, quieting the talking students and speakers, “or most of us anyways,” he muttered, glaring at the clock. “Let’s begin.”
About halfway through the speakers, the door to the classroom swung open, and a silver-haired man walked leisurely through the doorway.
“Yo.”
“Kakashi, you’re late.” Iruka said to the man, Itachi and Kisame could tell he was trying hard not to yell.
“Maa, sorry, I got lost.” Kakashi replied.
“We only live a block away, you can see the school from our apartment.” The brunette growled at his lover.
“Iruka!” the teacher turned his gaze on the blonde who dared to interrupt the lovers’ spat. “How ‘bout Sasuke-kun goes next.” The blonde smiled.
“We’ll discuss this LATER.” Iruka glared at the silver-haired man. “Please come up and introduce you’re guest, Sasuke.”
Itachi watched as his otouto made his way to the front of the room. A few of the girls smiled sweetly and batted their lashes at him as he passed, but Sasuke’s eyes were locked on his brother. Once he was up at the front of the room, he turned to face the class, and Itachi rose to stand next to him.
“I’m Sasuke Uchiha, I’m 13 years old and the guest I invited today is my Aniki, Itachi Uchiha. I chose him as my guest because he’s the person I look up to the most. He’s been my legal guardian for 5 years, ever since our parents died. I hope to be just like him when I’m older.”
“Does anyone have any questions?” Iruka asked the class, “yes, Kankarou?”
“Who’s that?” the boy asked, pointing at the shark-like man sitting behind the two Uchihas.
“That is Kisame, my partner at Uchiha Corporations.” Itachi answered.
“Why’s he blue?” a pink-haired girl near the front asked.
“S-sakura!” Iruka spluttered, embarrassed by his student’s rudeness.
“Why’s you’re hair pink?” Itachi countered.
“Because my mother’s is.” She relied, confused.
“There’s your answer then.”
“Any other questions that do NOT pertain to Kisame-san’s heritage? Iruka voiced.
“Do you play games with Sasuke-kun? Cause my brother never plays games with me, he says he’s too old to play them.” a girl Itachi didn’t recognize asked. He looked over to see Sasuke blushing lightly.
“Yes.”
“What games? A boy Itachi thought to be named Kiba asked.
“Different ones, hide-n-seek, one’s I make up.”
“Do you have a girl-friend?” a blonde girl sitting next to the pink-haired one asked. Itachi vaguely remembered the two from Sasuke’s party. Their names where Sakura and Ino, if he remembered correctly. They also had a habit of coming by with gifts for his otouto, gifts that usually ended up in the trash.
“No.”
“Why not?” Sakura asked.
“Girls, Itachi-sans love life is none of our business.” Iruka interrupted. “Thank you for coming Itachi-san, Sasuke you may take you’re seat.” The younger raven smiled up at his brother before returning to his seat.
“You’re turn Naruto.” Itachi watched as the blonde made his way o the front of the room, grinning like an idiot the entire way.
“I have two guests. Iruka-sensei and Kakashi.” Naruto began, “Iruka has been my guardian for 7 years, Kakashi for 3. I look up to Iruka mostly because he’s able to put up with Kakashi and he makes great ramen , and Kakashi for distracting Iruka when he’s really mad at me.” Iruka put a hand to his forehead and shook his head.
“Any questions?” Iruka asked when the blonde had finished, “Yes, Sasuke?”
“What’s in Kakashi’s books?” Iruka blushed brightly and slapped a hand over his lovers’ mouth before he could reply.
“Sasuke!” Iruka exclaimed, “I’ve told you before, nothing you need to know about.” Itachi looked at the two lover’s as Iruka told Kakashi off for reading his hentai in front of the boys. It was quite shocking Naruto and Sasuke had stayed so oblivious about sex for so long. Between him screwing anything that had legs since he discovered sex; Kakashi’s sexual innuendos, attempts at molesting Iruka at all times and various hentai books he read right in front of them. You’d think they’d have been the first of their friends to know about all things sex-related.

SASUNARUSASUNARUSASUNARU

“Thank you so much Aniki, for letting me have a sleepover!” Sasuke exclaimed as Itachi helped him fill bowls with different kinds of snacks.
“Quit thanking me, I already said it was fine.”Itachi replied, irritation apparent in his voice. ‘Where is Kisame?’ He wasn’t dealing with all of these boys and fighting his lust for his brother and Naruto on his own.
*knock knock*
“I’ll get it Sasuke-kun!” He heard Naruto yell from the other room. Yes, Naruto was the only one who’d shown up so far, with just the three of them alone in the house, the temptation was almost too much for the older Uchiha. “Hey Kisame-san!”
‘Thank Heavens! Kisame is finally here.’ The shark-like man was led into the kitchen where the Uchiha brothers were. He noticed Itachi looked on the verge of jumping the two younger boys and decided he’d better intervene.
“Naruto-kun, why don’t you help Sasuke carry the snacks into the living room,” he suggested.
“Okay!” the blonde boy bounced over to his friend, snatching one bowl from his hands, almost knocking the other to the floor.
“Dobe! Be careful!” Kisame watched the two bickering boys as they left the room, before turning to the elder Uchiha brother.
“ I told you to be EARLY.” Itachi growled at him as soon as the boy were out of sight.
“I am.” Kisame pointed out. He was in fact 15 minutes early.
“Naruto’s been here for half an hour, five more minutes alone with them, and nobody would have been available to answer the door when the others got here.” Itachi stressed.
“Calm down. I’ll watch the boys, why don’t you go take a long shower while we wait for the others.”
“Yeah, alright. Thanks Kisame.”
*Ding Dong*