Broke

A/N: Okay, so this if my first fic in a while. I have to say I had so much damn fun writing this. I hope you have at least half as much fun reading this as I did writing it. Please review even if it’s just to tell me you think its crap.
Also, big thanks to Annieroo2 and Akiahara for beta-ing this for me, you guys rock. And to let anyone who’s curious know, I am writing a sequel for this.

Broke


Naruto Uzumaki growled as he made his way from the kitchen back to the dining room. His normally happy face was pulled into an irritated scowl. Some of the patrons still in the restaurant looked askance at him, but he ignored them. Stuck up assholes, he thought. He hated his job. The customers were irritating, and his boss was an arrogant prick. Unfortunately, it paid well and he couldn't afford to try to find something better at the moment.

He made his way through the dining room, his eyes running over the empty tables, looking for anything that needed to be done. It was an extremely expensive restaurant that only catered to the rich, the famous, and the cold-blooded bastards with icicles shoved up their asses. Fighting to keep the sneer off his face, the blonde moved to bus an empty table.

He was annoyed with his boss because the asshole had promised to train him as a server after six months, however, it had been a year since he'd started this stupid fucking job and he was still busing tables. When he'd cleared all the dishes off the table, he carefully folded the slightly dirty white table cloth and replaced it with another one from his apron pocket. After he’d set the rolled silverware and other necessities on the table, he made his way back to the kitchen.

On the way there he glanced at the clock. Sweet, only one more hour and he’d be the fuck out of here. He took the dirty dishes to the sink and started spraying them off. His friend Kiba was the dishwasher and he didn’t want to make too much work for him.

“Naruto!”

The blonde winced at the disgruntled tone before turning to face his boss. The pale, dark haired man didn’t like him and Naruto did everything he could to stay away from the asshole. “Yes, Orochimaru?”

The snake-looking bastard stopped in front of him running his eyes over the blonde in revulsion. When Naruto merely raised his eyebrows, his boss decided to continue. “Two of our customers have taken an interest in you.” His expression said plainly that he didn’t know why. “They’re at table six, I told them you would speak to them.” He stepped closer and Naruto fought the urge to back away. “They are very very important customers. If you do anything to offend them, I’ll fire you so fast it’ll make your head spin.”

Naruto bit his lip to keep from making a comment about Orochimaru’s lack of originality. “Fine,” he said. He moved away from the sink but stopped when a pale arm grabbed him.

“Remove your apron and try to make yourself presentable,” the dark haired man sneered, “take a little pride in your appearance.”

The blonde snatched his arm back and pulled the apron over his head as he fought down his resentment. He wasn't going to let the asshole know he's gotten under his skin. He stopped in front of the mirror the waiters and waitresses used. He was wearing the standard black slacks and black button down shirt that was the uniform here. He straightened his shirt and ran a hand half-heartedly through his wild locks. There was pretty much no way to tame them and he didn't try anymore.

“Don’t bother Naruto,” A sneering voice said behind him and the blonde stiffened. “Nothing you do will make you any less ugly.”

“Fuck You, Sakura,” Naruto said not bothering to look at her. He hated the bitch. He’d made the mistake of asking her out when he first started working there at The White Fan. However, he’d immediately learned that though she was pretty, she had the fugliest personality of anyone he’d every met.

“You wish, Blondie” She scoffed.

“Only in my nightmares,” he replied turning away from the mirror. He didn’t even look at her as he made his way to the door that led back to the dining room.

He scanned the restaurant; there were only three tables still occupied. The lights were dim and candles burned at every table. The wine colored carpet and matching drapes did give the place a certain ambiance. He still thought the place was trashy, though that had more to do with his fellow employees than the actual restaurant. The amount of money people paid to eat there was unbelievable. His gaze stopped on table six and the two figures waiting there.

Table six was in a more secluded part of the room. There were curtains at the edge of the small alcove where the table was nestled that could be pulled if absolute privacy was desired. Both of the men at the table had dark hair and pale skin and Naruto wondered suddenly if they were related to Orochimaru. He would NOT interact with more snaky bastards tonight, even if it cost him this fucked up job.

With that resolve he made his way over to the table prepared to tell them to fuck off if they were anything like his boss. When he got closer he realized it was impossible for them to be related to Orochimaru for two reasons: they were Japanese and they were both extremely attractive men. The older man looked to be in his mid twenties. He wore a well cut black suit with a deep crimson shirt that matched well with his dark hair. It was long hanging well past his shoulders, but pulled back in a loose ponytail with a few silky strands brushing the sides of his face. The younger seemed closer to Naruto’s own age. He too wore a black suit that definitely didn’t come off the rack. His shirt was a midnight blue that matched the dark blue highlights that the light revealed in his hair. He had long bangs that hung down the sides of his face to his chin and shorter hair that spiked up in the back. The hairstyle should have looked ridiculous, but it was strangely attractive. When they looked up at his approach he noticed they had almost identical almond shaped bottomless black eyes.

He stopped in front of the table, hoping they didn’t notice the strain in his smile. “Good evening, gentlemen,” he said. “Orochimaru mentioned you wanted to speak to me?”

The two men shared a look before the older one nodded to the chair in front of Naruto. “Have a seat, Naruto,” he said, his voice dark and velvety. It made Naruto want to shiver, but he twitched at the command in the tone. He fought down his irritation and sat. These guys were important. “I am Itachi Uchiha, and this is my young brother, Sasuke.” Naruto didn't bother introducing himself since they obviously already knew his name. He nodded to both brothers. “We have a proposal for you.”

Naruto’s eyebrows rose, “Okay,” he said slowly. Maybe they were going to offer him a better job? He knew who the Uchiha’s were; they owned this restaurant and several others. They were rich bastards. Itachi watched him for a moment his eyes assessing the blonde. Finally, Naruto got impatient; he still had a shit load of work waiting for him in the kitchen, “What kind of proposal?”


The two brothers shared another glance. They seemed to communicate something through the look before they both turned back to the blonde sitting impatiently before them. “We would like you to spend the evening with the two of us. You would be paid for your time.”

Blue eyes blinked in confusion. There was something about the tone of that statement... oh, shit! He wasn't nearly as clueless as he let people think. Right now, though, he wished he was, because he had no idea how to respond to this. “Um...”

“We understand men are not your preference,” Itachi continued. “However, we are willing to compensate you.”
Naruto blinked again, compensate? Shit. “Um…” what the hell should he say? They wanted to…fuck him? Have him fuck them? “How much?” He asked to buy himself some time. Shit how do you refuse people who hold your livelihood in their hands?

“Five thousand dollars.”

Naruto choked on his own salvia in shock. After a coughing fit so violent that Orochimaru himself brought him a glass of water, Naruto finally calmed.

“Are you serious? Five thousand dollars?” He said wheezed, his voice still somewhat hoarse. He glance at both brothers waiting for someone to tell him it was all a joke. They just sat there looking rich and bored, waiting for his answer. “I…” Shit Five thousand dollars. That was more than six months rent. He could quit this stupid fucking job and focus on school. His mind was racing thinking of all the things he could do with that much money. It was only one night… Fuck, was he actually thinking about this? He looked at the two men again. They weren’t ugly. If they were chicks he’d think they were hot, hell they were both pretty enough to almost be chicks. He swallowed. “What would I have to do?” He asked at last.


Itachi’s eyebrow twitched. “Do you really want me to go into detail?”

Naruto thought about it for a second and fought down a shudder. “No,” He replied shaking his head. “Not right now at least. But I do want to know…more.”

“You come home with us, you fuck us and we fuck you,” Sasuke deadpanned speaking for the first time. His voice was silky and rich. These guys could make a fortune doing phone sex, but his tone was. “That’s aggravated all you need to know for the moment. Can you handle it or not?”

Naruto’s mouth dropped open in surprise for a moment before his eyebrows furrowed in anger. Was that a challenge? “I think I could handle you pretty boy, the question is could you really handle me?”

Sasuke raised a condescending eyebrow, but Itachi spoke before he could respond. “That's a yes, then?”

Naruto blinked. Could he really do this? He studied the two dark haired men. Five thousand dollars and he could pay a couple months of rent, catch up on the rest of his bills, and use then use that free time to find a better job... all he had to do was let these two icy bastards fuck him up the ass. He turned and found Orochimaru standing by the kitchen door watching the exchange. He faced the two attractive, yet cold, men again. He considered himself straight, but he'd be lying if he said he'd never been... curious.

I'll do it,” he muttered. It was only one night. He'd never have to be around that snaky bastard or any of the other fucked up people that worked there again.

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Naruto followed the butler through one of the endless hallways that permeated the Uchiha mansion. The car ride over had been nerve racking. He couldn’t believe he was actually going through with this. Shit. But the money would be more than welcome. He was in desperate need of more funds. He only ate one meal a day, and that was usually the complimentary one he received at work. When he didn’t work, all he ate was instant ramen. Its not that he didn’t love ramen, but it would have been nice to go out to his favorite restaurant once in awhile.

The butler stopped at one of the numerous doors in the hallway and held it open for Naruto to walk through first.

He blinked. It was a bathroom; a huge bathroom. There was a large tub against the far wall that was being filled by another man. He was as unassuming as the man Naruto had followed; brown hair brown eyes, normal skin tone. If all the servants here looked like this, then Naruto was going to have a hard time remembering who was who.

“What’s going on?” He inquired

“My masters wanted to give you the opportunity to freshen up before you joined them. They are doing the same.” He smiled dryly, but his eyes sparkling. He knew what the fuck was going on. “Please enjoy our hospitality.”

Naruto nodded and followed the man farther into the room. “My masters have also requested a few things.” He said moving to a table filled with soap, lotion, and other personal grooming supplies.
“Things like what?” The blonde asked suspiciously.
“They would like for you to shave, thoroughly, and” He turned and picked up something that was all bag and tubes. “Have you ever heard of an enema?”

About an hour later, Naruto left the bathroom following the same butler. At least, he though it was the same guy. He couldn't meet his eyes anymore. Aside from being cleaner than he'd probably ever been in his life, he was really, really embarrassed. The bastard had been thorough in making sure the blonde did everything the Uchiha brothers wanted.

Naruto twisted his hips slightly as he walked. Jeez, his ass was so clean he was surprised he didn't squeak when he moved. Following the enema he'd been shaved. The butler had said waxing was more efficient, but after letting the man wax his chest, he'd refused to have anything that painful close to his most precious body parts. So, he'd shaved all the hair in his private area except his happy trail and thick strip right above his cock.

His clothes had been left in the bathroom. They were supposed to be cleaned and left there for him when he was ready to leave. He was now wearing loose silky black pajama pants and a plain black shirt with a small Uchiha fan embroidered on the collar. His feet were bare at his request. The white carpet in the hall had looked amazingly soft and it felt even better on the soles of his feet.

The butler stopped at a set of large, black double doors, each one inlaid with an Uchiha fan. He knocked once, quietly, and walked in without waiting for a response. Naruto followed, apprehension twisting his stomach.


The blonde entered, unsure of what to expect. He looked around the large room and saw the two Uchiha brothers conversing in front of an over-sized fireplace. They were both in silk pajamas. Itachi's were the same crimson as the shirt he'd been wearing earlier and Sasuke's that same midnight blue. Maybe those were their official colors, or something. Both men looked up as he drew closer. He found himself looking away in discomfort, his gaze wandering the large room instead.

The fireplace was to the left of the entrance. It was surrounded by a few chairs and some end tables, like a small receiving area. There was a large, expensive looking rug separating it from the sleeping area. In this area, there was a huge a four poster bed, it looked even bigger than a king-sized bed. It was made of some sort of dark wood and covered in dark sheets. They were probably black, but it was hard to tell. The bed was right across the room from the fireplace and the red-gold flame were reflected across its surface. The whole room was almost dark, except for the light from the fire and a few small lamps around the room.

The blonde finally noticed that it was silent. He turned to find two pairs of dark eyes watching him. The butler was gone. He swallowed, offering them a nervous smile. “So... what happens now?” Itachi stood and Naruto lost his smile. The dark haired man advanced on him. He backed up, a sliver of fear sliding through him as he realized that he was alone with two complete strangers, and they wanted to fuck him. “Um...”

Itachi stopped and Sasuke stood and moved to stand next to him. “Why don't we head over to the bed?” The younger Uchiha suggested.

Naruto nodded, unable to think of anything to say. He turned feeling both pairs of eyes on his back. He moved across the rug to stand beside the bed, feeling both their eyes on his back. He placed both his hands on the soft bedspread. He had been right, it was black. He flinched when the bed shifted. He looked up to see Sasuke crawling across the bed, black eyes locked on him. He felt his mouth fall open.

Sasuke had already taken off his shirt. As he moved entrancingly across the bed, Naruto could see the muscles flexing and moving under his flame-lit skin. Shit. The younger Uchiha stopped in the middle of the bed, leaning against a mound of dark pillows. His eyes had never left Naruto.

Naruto found himself swallowing for an entirely different reason this time; his throat had gone dry. Sasuke's eyes finally left him and Naruto followed his gaze. The blonde blinked, nearly groaning when he saw Itachi had also rid himself of his shirt and started crawling across the bed, toward his younger brother. His movements were just as seductive, but much more dominant, almost predatory. He moved closer to his brother and Naruto held his breath. Sasuke spread his legs, allowing his brother to move between them. The older Uchiha placed his hands on either side of the younger man's head and leaned closer. Oh, shit...

Itachi loomed over his younger brother for a moment, watching as Sasuke's eyes slid to half-mast in desire. He stayed there, his lips hovering over the panting mouth beneath his, as if he was waiting for something. “Please,” Sasuke whispered, arching his back so his chest brushed against Itachi's. “Please, Aniki...”

A satisfied smirk crossed the older Uchiha's features before he captured his brother's lips with his own. Sasuke moaned against Itachi's mouth as his hands moved into his older brother's hair, releasing it from its tie, letting its darkness move to surround them both.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Naruto's cock was so hard, only the fact that he was still holding his breath kept him from whimpering. This was so freaking twisted. He never, in his life, thought incest could be so fucking hot. The two Uchihas were still kissing, deep and passionate, and the blonde wondered if they'd forgotten he was there. The thought was enough to allow him to breathe again, as disgruntlement flashed through him.

The older Uchiha moved back, smirking when Sasuke tried to follow. He turned and looked at Naruto through the curtain of long black hair. He didn't need to say anything. The blonde scrambled onto the bed, making his way toward the two dark haired men with much less grace than either had shown. He stopped on his knees beside them, unsure of what to do.

Itachi moved to his knees, still between Sasuke's spread legs. Naruto looked down at the men on the bed and saw that the younger Uchiha was watching them with dazed eyes. His lips were swollen in desire, his cheeks flushed. That must have been one hell of a kiss.

The blonde looked back up and gasped when he saw Itachi's eyes boring into his. Shit. The dark eyes were filled with a mixture of intense emotions; lust, eagerness, amusement, and of course, dominance. Naruto gulped as the older man moved closer, the dark eyes falling from his to gaze at his parted lips. The blonde swallowed thickly, licking his lips self-consciously. Fingers slid into his locks, gripping tightly, as if to keep him in place while Itachi moved closer. He shouldn't have bothered, Naruto wasn't going anywhere.

Warm breath ghosted across his lips just before Itachi’s mouth seized his own. Naruto groaned as the soft moist mouth moved against his, the other man’s tongue flicked across his lips to find them already parted, ready to be entered. Taking the invitation, Itachi’s tongue plunged into his mouth exploring, teasing, and plundering it. Naruto groaned again. Itachi’s taste was like dark wine, sweet with just a hint of bitterness, and just as intoxicating. The blond found his hands moving to caress the dark silky strands that were brushing against the side of his face.

The blonde’s head was spinning as his senses were drowned in the taste and scent that was Itachi. He smelled of darkness; that feral scent that gave you a heady mixture of fear and desire afraid of what was in that darkness but still aching to find it. Naruto was so caught up in Itachi, the feel of his tongue and teeth delving and pillaging his mouth that he startled when he felt hands dragging down his back.

Itachi moved back at that moment, leaving the blonde panting and shaking. Blue eyes blinked open and a flurry of black covered his vision as his shirt was pulled over his head. When his vision cleared Naruto was looking at two sets of dark almond shaped eyes; both men eyeing the newly bared skin with poorly concealed lust.

Itachi's eyes met his as he shifted behind Naruto, leaving the blonde to face the younger Uchiha, who leaned forward without preamble and kissed him deeply. Sasuke's taste was sharper than his brother's, more like the sting of dark liquor that burned going down that made your head spin instantly.
As the dark haired man's tongue, less demanding though no less skilled, explored his mouth, Naruto felt two pairs of hands tracing his body. Sasuke's left hand slid into his hair, gripping tightly, mirroring his brother's earlier movements. His right moved down the tan chest, pausing to tease a nipple, causing the blonde to gasp into his mouth and arch towards him. The hand shifted over to torment his other nipple, forcing a groan from Naruto's parted lips. Then, the hand finally moved on again, this time to his left hip. The blonde pulled back from the kiss when he felt another hand on his right hip, presumably Itachi's, as Sasuke's other hand was still his hair. He only had a moment to wonder exactly what was going on before his pants were pulled down, freeing his dripping erection.

There was more shifting on the bed, but Naruto could barely focus; his mind clouded with lust. Then he was pulled back harshly against Itachi’s body, groaning as he felt the older man’s bared arousal pressing against his ass. Sasuke hand had disappeared from his hair and the younger Uchiha was now licking and sucking his way down the tan bare torso, making Naruto groan and writhe against Itachi.

Naruto was lost. he’d never felt like this before. The feeling of Itachi’s cock pushing against his ass, the caress of Sasuke mouth moving lower and lower, somehow finding sensitive spots that the blonde hadn’t even known were there; it was intense and overwhelming.

Itachi pulled the dark skinned man’s head to side, his mouth nibbling and sucking at the sensitive skin of Naruto’s neck. The blonde groaned, his eyelids fluttering at the sensation. Then his breath caught, eyes snapping open as he felt warm breath against the head of his erection. He looked down, his eyes barely focusing on a head of dark hair, before his cock was engulfed in moist heat. “Fuck,” he whimpered. Gods, if they weren’t careful he was going to come really soon.

Then all thought fled as Sasuke swallowed his cock whole. “Fuck, ah, shit,” he moaned as he felt the orgasm hurtling towards him. “Wait,” he gasped out. It felt so good it almost hurt. He reached down, hands blinding trying to remove the source of his torment. But strong pale hands came from behind him and grabbed his wrists, pulling them high in the air, making his body arch. The mouth on his cock moved faster as if encouraged. “Shit, God, wait.” He didn’t register that Itachi had moved away from him until he felt something slick sliding between his ass cheeks. It was enough to help clear his head a little. “Ah, fuck, wait.” Then what he assumed was a finger was plunging inside him.

Naruto yelped, his body clenching at the invasion. It didn’t hurt necessarily; it was just something he wasn’t used to. “Nnngg, shit,” he gasped when the finger moved deeper, as if searching for something. Sasuke’s talented mouth was still moving on his cock, alternating between taking him all the way down his throat and sucking the sensitive head. Just as the blonde had gathered enough clarity to protest the uncomfortable assault in his ass, pleasure exploded inside his body, racing up his spine to destroy any brain cells that were still functioning. “Shit,” he whispered.

He was pushing back on that finger now. “More,” he breathed and sighed in relief when he felt another finger added, stretching him and pressing into that magic spot that made him see stars. His spine was tingling and his vision was blurry, but that gifted mouth was still moving tirelessly on his cock and the blonde felt his body tightening. “Oh my GOD,” he moaned. He was going to cum. “Oh, Jesus, I’m going to come so hard,” he whimpered and then the orgasm crashed into him. “Fuuuuck!” He screamed, as pleasure tore through him, searing his nerve endings and blacking out his vision. The waves kept coming, each one stronger than the last, as he thrust into the hot waiting mouth. The pleasure turned, for one shining moment, into euphoric agony, and then he was coming down. His body was limp and shaking with aftershocks of pleasure. Someone was holding him up, but he wouldn’t have been able to tell who if his life depended on it.

“Shit,” he gasped. He was lowered gently onto the bed, and after taking a few rasping breaths, he let the darkness on the edge of his vision take him under.


Blue eyes blinked open a little while later. Naruto looked around the room for a moment before the events rushed back to him and he remembered where he was and why. He shuddered as he remembered the unbelievable orgasm he’d just had. “Holy fuck,” he whispered, clearing his throat when he heard how hoarse he sounded, then he realized the bed was moving.

“Ah, fuck,” someone groaned, “harder, Aniki.”

He rolled over and felt his mouth fall open and his cock twitch. Sasuke was on his back, legs pinned to his chest as his older brother drove harshly into his ass. “Holy, fuck,” Naruto whispered again, feeling himself getting hard.

Both men were flushed from exertion and lust, their dark eyes locked together. Sasuke moaned and writhed against the bed, his mouth open to emit harsh panting breaths. His hands were clutching the back of his thighs and as Naruto watched he pulled his legs farther apart, granting his brother deeper access. Itachi groaned as his cock slid deeper into his little brother, the sound making Naruto’s mouth water. Then suddenly, Sasuke’s body arched off the bed, his back bending up.

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned out, his breathing becoming even more frantic. “Oh, God, right there, aniki.”

The blonde swallowed, watching Itachi’s face become more focused. Sasuke’s moans were getting louder and Naruto could tell he was about to come. “Oh, God, aniki,” Sasuke whispered, his forehead wrinkling almost as if he was in pain, just before his eyes glazed. The black orbs slammed shut as his back arched even more. Naruto watched transfixed as thick ribbons of white cum spurted from his cock, splashing both brothers. Sasuke was moaning loudly now, his body shaking and shuddering under the force of his pleasure.

Shit, Naruto didn’t think he’d ever seen anything that hot. Then, of course, he was proved wrong. Itachi pulled out of his younger brother's still twitching body, his hand encircling his huge cock. He pumped his erection twice before throwing his head back, all that glorious black hair swirling around his shoulders, and he came, coating his brother’s already drenched stomach and torso in his seed. His mouth was open in a soundless scream, his body convulsing with the power of his orgasm. The older brother collapsed onto the man beneath him with a final shudder, raising his cum soaked hand to the younger Uchiha’s mouth. Naruto felt drool slide down the corner of his lips as he watched Sasuke lick the white substance from his brother’s fingers with an almost reverent air.

Naruto licked his lips enviously. He wondered what their cum tasted like. After a moment of careful pondering, he began moving towards them; what was he here for other than to sate his curiosity? Well, money and curiosity. The brothers turned to look at him as he crawled closer. Their breathing was still unsteady, but they looked curious to see what he would do.

“Enjoy your nap?” Sasuke asked somehow managing to be sarcastic even when his voice was trembling and breathy, but the blonde ignored him. He stopped when he was right next to them, sitting back on his heels. As if sensing his desire, Itachi slid to the side, revealing Sasuke's torso and the brothers’ mixed cum. The tan man looked up to check the other men’s expressions, but they both just looked at him blankly. Taking that as a cue that it was okay, Naruto leaned forward, lowered his head, and ran his tongue through the essence smeared on Sasuke’s pale skin.

The taste was bitter and somewhat salty, but it made his spine tingle and he found himself wanting more. He licked again, taking more this time, pausing to savor the heated arousal that filled his body before moving down for more. He didn’t know how long he did this, licking and savoring the taste of the two men’s pleasure, before he realized that both their breathing had sped up again. He looked up, suddenly aware that his mouth and chin were lightly sprinkled with cum.

Both men’s gazes were uncomfortably intense. Itachi moved forward, cupping his chin before leaning down to kiss him just as thoroughly and mind blowingly as before, only this time Naruto knew the other man was also enjoying tasting himself and his brother in the blonde’s mouth. Itachi sat back from him, taking in the now dazed blue eyes. His thumb swiped some of the cum still decorating his mouth and Naruto groaned when the older man brought the digit to his mouth and sucked it clean. The blonde moaned, his eyes fluttering shut, as lust pulsed through him. He was painfully hard and terribly afraid that both the Uchiha’s were spent and he’d used up his chance to have real sex with either of them.

Then the breath stuttered out of him in a gasp as he felt a strong hand encircle his erection. “I’m assuming you are recovered enough to continue, Uzumaki,” Itachi said, his voice still low and breathy from his recent exertion.

“Yes, I…” Naruto swallowed, opening his eyes a moment before closing them as heat flooded his cheeks. “I want more,” he whispered. Gods, that was embarrassing to say with both of the gorgeous bored looking men watching him. But it was true, painfully so, and he was more concerned with getting his arousal satisfied than with his pride for now.

“Good,” Itachi said, his hand moving from Naruto. “We’ll both get cleaned a little and then continue.”

Naruto blinked his eyes open and saw both men moving slowly towards a small table against the wall that held the door. He’d completely missed it earlier, but it held stacks of folded towels, large bowls, and pitchers of steaming water. The two pale men made their way over to it and cleaned themselves quickly and thoroughly before returning to the bed.

Itachi’s cock was already getting hard as he crawled toward where the blonde lay sprawled on the pillows, his own erection firming as the pale men joined him. Naruto was feeling suddenly awkward again. What was he supposed to do? They both seemed to be waiting for him.

“What do you want to do, Naruto?” Itachi asked and Naruto started at the question.

“Um…” His gaze flickered between the two men. They were asking him? They’re sitting there, their bodies in these Godlike poses, showing their perfection, and they were asking him what he wanted to do? “Um…” How the fuck should he know?

“Oh, my God, you’re slow,” Sasuke said, his face twisting briefly in impatience. He seemed completely different from the wanton, writhing person he’d been only moments before. The younger Uchiha approached him, moving to Naruto’s right side before climbing to his knees. “You owe me a blowjob, Blondie,” he said.

Blondie? “I’m not doing shit for you unless you call me by my name, pretty boy,” Naruto growled. Who did this asshole think he was?

Sasuke sighed, his hand reaching down to stroke his hardening cock which was now extremely close to Naruto’s face. “Fine, Blondie, I’ll just jack off on your face.”

Naruto opened his mouth to retort but all that came out was a hiss as a hand grasped his erection. “Shut up, Sasuke,” Itachi stated bluntly. He heard Sasuke make some kind of reply but the blonde’s eyes were currently rolling back in his head. Itachi had just slid a finger inside him and found his magic spot instantly. “Feel that Naruto?” Itachi asked, stroking his finger over that spot again. “That’s the prostate; it’s the best thing about anal sex.”

Naruto’s could only groan in response. The hand on his cock was moving a little faster now and jolts of pleasure were flaring through Naruto at each push of the older mans finger. A second finger was added and Naruto dug his heels into the bed so he could push down on them, enjoying the stretching feeling. He groaned at the bliss that was pulsing through his body. He wanted more, his brain was hazy with lust, but he knew what Itachi was stretching him for and he found himself quivering with desire at the thought of Itachi pounding into him.

“You like that?”

“Ah, fuck yeah,” Naruto groaned. He’d never imagined having anything up his ass could feel this good. He could feel his body start to tighten and he knew he was getting close. “Oh, shit, I’m getting close,” he panted, then growled when the hand left his cock and the fingers inside him stilled. He looked up, glaring at the older man leaning over him. “What the fuck?”

“Turn over,” was the only response he got.

Oh, yeah, that, Naruto thought sheepishly. Itachi removed his fingers and the blonde scrambled onto his hands and knees, desperately wanting that filled feeling back.

“You going to return the favor now… Naruto?” Sasuke’s thoroughly hard dick was in his face, leaking pre-cum. Naruto wanted to tell him to fuck off, but the thought of taking that pale cock in his mouth made his mouth water; he wanted it.

But he didn’t want that bastard to know that, so in response the blonde parted his lips, giving the youngest Uchiha a significant look. They all maneuvered around so Sasuke was on his knees in front of Naruto and Itachi was on his knees behind the blonde. The tan man opened his mouth, leaning forward to take the dripping head of Sasuke’s cock into his mouth. Naruto moaned as the taste of Sasuke, sharp and dark as midnight filled his mouth. He leaned forward further, taking more of the rigid flesh into his mouth. He heard Sasuke’s breath hitch and fought not to smirk around his cock.

Then Itachi started to finger him again. The thick digits pushing in and out of his ass felt amazing, even more so in this position. They hit his prostate dead on, making him shudder and push back against them. Naruto found a rhythm of pushing back and leaning forward to suck as much of Sasuke’s erection into his mouth as possible. God, it felt amazing.

The fingers disappeared again and Naruto groaned, his ass wiggling as he felt the large head of Itachi’s cock pressing against his entrance. The blonde tried to push back, wanting that thickness inside him, but Itachi grasped one of his hips, preventing the action. He growled around Sasuke’s cock, making the younger Uchiha gasp. Hmm. Naruto growled again, and felt his own erection twitch when the dark haired man moaned.

He didn’t have another opportunity to experiment because Itachi started pushing into him. Holy shit, the bastard was wide. Naruto pulled off Sasuke completely, resting his head against Sasuke’s hip, his breathing shallow, as he tried to adjust to the feeling of all that length, width, and heat pushing inside, filling and stretching him. And then Itachi was all the way inside and Naruto was gasping. It didn’t hurt, the older man had moved slow enough that the blonde had been able to adjust to it, but it was almost overwhelming to be so full.

Naruto blinked as he realized that there were hands in his hair, stroking the blonde locks softly. Sasuke? He looked up and realized the dark haired man was watching him. A dark brow rose over an equally dark eye, as if to ask if he was okay. Naruto nodded and his mouth returned to Sasuke’s erection. He ran his tongue over it distractedly, wondering when Itachi would fucking move already. Then he did.

The older Uchiha pulled out agonizingly slow, then he slammed back in and right into Naruto’s prostate. The blonde screamed at the harsh combination of pleasure and pain. Before he could even draw breath Itachi had slammed in again, striking that same spot, and Naruto saw white light flash behind his eyelids. Itachi was still moving, brutally pummeling into the blonde’s prostate, filling him with torturous bliss. His body was tingling and throbbing and he forgot all about Sasuke’s cock, even though it was rubbing against his cheek each time Itachi’s thrusts pushed his body forward. Apparently Sasuke wasn’t satisfied with that, so he gripped Naruto’s blonde locks and pushed himself between Naruto’s parted lips.

The feel and taste of Sasuke in his mouth was distracting and it allowed Naruto to gain some control over himself, but he was still moaning loudly every time Itachi plunged into him. He was pushing back now, and he found that same rhythm he’d had earlier, but his arms and legs were shaky and he knew he wasn’t doing a very good job sucking Sasuke’s cock.

Then he felt it. The orgasm was rising inside of him making his body ache and his hips rock and thrust harder as he pushed himself back to meet Itachi. Sasuke’s erection slipped from his mouth “Fuck,” he whimpered. His body tightened, his arms and legs quivered. “Oh, God, oh my god, Oh my FUCKING GOD!” Then it hit him, pleasure erupted inside him flaring first just below his stomach and spreading through his body. He screamed, tan body shaking and pushing, his hands tangling in the sheets, trying desperately to hold onto something as rapture throbbed and tore through him. Again he felt that moment of painful bliss, that pleasure that felt so good it made him hurt and ache, then he was coming down.

As the last waves of pleasure pulsed through him, his body tried to collapse on the bed. Strong hands grasped his hips so even though his face fell into his arms, the top of his head pushed against Sasuke’s leg, his ass was high in the air. “Shit,” he groaned as Itachi started pushing into him again. His rhythm was slower now, and he wasn’t torturing Naruto’s now extremely sensitive prostate, but he was thrusting incredibly deep. The feeling of being filled so completely was almost too intense after his orgasm, but that didn't stop the blonde from pushing back slightly, enjoying that feeling of being total penetration.

Itachi began to moan softly from the slower pace, the sound making Naruto shiver. The tightening of the oldest Uchiha’s hand was the only warning Naruto had before heat filled his body. It forcied him to groan and rock against the man inside him, relishing this new feeling of heat filling him. The older man released his hold on Naruto as he pulled out, his breathing harsh. The blonde collapsed the rest of the way on the bed, his body still tingling with pleasure. He grimaced as he realized he was now laying in his cooling cum, but it didn’t bother him enough to make him move, not yet.

The bed shifted and he felt a warm body lay on either side of him. He didn’t have the energy or the inclination to move. But he knew Itachi was on his left and Sasuke on his right. The younger Uchiha was probably pissed that he didn’t get to get off.

“You better not be going to sleep yet, Blondie,” Sasuke said. Yeah, the bastard was not happy.

“Fuck you,” Naruto mumbled into the bedspread, “I told you not to call me that.”

Apparently, Sasuke understood him. “I don’t think you have it in you to fuck me, Dobe,” the raven haired man said, his body shifting on the bed. “I can fuck you though.” Naruto felt the younger Uchiha’s erection pressing into the side of his hip and he shivered as the fevered flesh rubbed against his sensitive skin.

Cool fingers trailed down his back, making him shiver again, before sliding down his crack and rubbing against his somewhat sore anus. “Mmm...” Shit, he didn’t know if he could take more sex right then, but Sasuke’s fingers were gentle and it felt good. One finger slid slowly inside and Naruto moaned. It didn’t feel uncomfortable, probably because he was relaxed now and he knew how good this could feel. The digit probed deeper until it brushed against his prostate.

Naruto gasped, his hips unconsciously pushing into the bed. Sasuke kept thrusting that one finger in, barely brushing that ultra sensitive spot inside him, until Naruto was pushing back against that finger, desperate for more. “Ready to be fucked now?” Sasuke asked, that silky voice whispering seductively in his ear.

Naruto flushed at the arrogant tone, but since he really wanted Sasuke right then he chose not to respond. The bastard could think whatever he wanted. Still, the blonde sighed in relief when the finger left his ass and Sasuke shifted, moving to straddle his tan thighs, pushing them closed. Naruto wondered what the pale bastard was doing. He’d expected to be forced to move around and get into a position, but if he was going to get fucked again and he didn’t have to move, that was even better.

Sasuke parted his cheeks and pushed the head of his erection against the blonde’s still stretched and wet hole. His cock slid in so easily that it startled Naruto to feel the other man completely inside him almost instantly. He bit his lip at the new, yet now somewhat familiar, sensation of being filled, his eyelids fluttering in fulfillment. He heard Sasuke’s sharp intake of breath above him and he struggled with himself to keep from looking back to catch Sasuke’s expression. He lost or won or whatever, but he turned in time to catch the beautiful expression of surprised gratification that was splashed across those almost feminine features.

The dark eyes focused on him then and Sasuke gave him a smirk before he pulled out to thrust back in, softly pushing right into Naruto’s already abused prostate. Blue eyes crossed for a moment before they fell behind his fluttering eyelids. “Oh, God,” Naruto groaned as Sasuke repeated the action, over and over. White hot pleasure was building slowly and painfully inside Naruto’s body. This was somehow more punishing than Itachi’s fiercer pace. He ached for more, but Sasuke was drawing it out. Naruto found himself moaning wantonly. His body was arching and thrusting to meet Sasuke’s, knowing that just a little more would push him over that edge, but Sasuke seemed to pull away as soon as he felt that peak coming, leaving him frustrated and weak. “Sasuke,” Naruto groaned, tears of frustration burning his eyes.

“Something wrong, Naruto?” Sasuke asked his voice low and husky.

“Ah,” Naruto gasped at a particularly harsh thrust, then Sasuke returned to that leisurely pace, “Fucking asshole,” he moaned, his voice breaking. “You know, oh, God.” Sasuke sped up, pushing in deeper. Naruto whimpered, his hands fisting in the sheets as electric pleasure raced up his spine. The heated pressure was building again, and Naruto’s body quivered as it was once again pushed toward the edge. He was right there. “Oh, God, please,” he whimpered, the first tear blazing down his cheek. Then Sasuke slammed ruthlessly into his prostate. Naruto’s vision went blank at the sudden overwhelming mixture of pleasure and pain and, in that unguarded moment, his orgasm engulfed him

“Fuck,” he gasped. His body shook, thrust and arched violently under the force of mind-blowing pleasure. He moaned, whined and panted as his body was assaulted with a staggering amount of ecstasy. It reached that point of pain and he bit his lip harshly at the aching agony that seared through him. As he the devastating pleasure finally loosened its hold, he felt Sasuke cum inside him, with a deep and brutal thrust, moaning out his completion and filling Naruto with the heat of his pleasure.

Naruto shuddered again, his body tightening in parody of the orgasm he’d just experienced. The new onslaught of pleasure overpowered his senses and the last thing he remembered, as darkness sucked him in again, was soft feather-like kisses on his back.

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Naruto walked... well, limped, into work the next day over two hours late. He waved cheerfully at Sakura who looked at him like he was crazy. He walked straight into the kitchen and spotted his friend, Kiba.

“Hey, Kiba,” he said, grinning at his best friend.

“Dude, where the fuck have you been?” Kiba asked, looking around the kitchen desperately. He eyed Naruto’s well worn jeans and orange t-shirt worriedly. “Orochimaru is fucking pissed.”

Naruto shrugged. “I had shit to do,” he remarked offhandedly and Kiba looked at him like he was crazy. “I won’t be working here after today anyway, so I figured I’d take my time.”

“Naruto Uzumaki, get your worthless ass in my office now!” Kiba jumped as Orochimaru’s voice penetrated the kitchen.

“You are so fired, man.”

Naruto’s grinned widened. “I’m quitting, dumbass, so it doesn’t matter.”

He turned away from his friend and made his way towards the pitiful little closet that Orochimaru called his office.

Naruto sprawled in the empty chair across from his soon to be former boss, fighting not to wince when the action reminded him forcibly of his sore ass, whoever said Asian men had small dicks had never been fucked by the Uchiha brothers. “What's up?”

“Where have you been?” The pale snake-like man hissed. “You’ve always been an irresponsible loser, but this is taking it to a new level. Are you even serious about this job?”

Naruto lost some of his good mood. This bastard had the nerve to ask if he was serious? He’d busted his ass here.

“I’ve never been late, never called in, and have always been willing to take extra shifts when other people slacked off,” he said coldly, “but I’ve never been given the same treatment.” He stretched in attempt to relieve his body of some of its sudden tension. “The only reason I came here today was to tell you I quit.”

Orochimaru gave him a shocked look. Did the asshole really think he’d be content to just stay here going broke? The pale features twisted in anger. “Don’t think I’ll give you a good recommendation,” he hissed.

Naruto smiled, his good more returning full-force. “Don’t worry, I already have a new job.” He stood, stretching his aching back muscles. “I’ll be managing the newest Uchiha restaurant,” he gloated, turning his back on Orochimaru. “It’s going to be in Miami, Florida.”

He walked out of the office before he gave into the temptation to rub his new job in Orochimaru’s face any further. The man’s sick expression of envy was enough to satisfy Naruto for the moment.

Last night, after the blonde had woken up again, there had, of course, been even more sex. Then after their showers, the brothers had gotten down to real business. Apparently they’d been watching Naruto for awhile and they thought he had the necessary skills to manage on his own. They’d fund the rest of his school and relocation if he agreed to manage the newest branch of their restaurant.

Naruto had naturally agreed. After all the paperwork had been taken care of he found out the biggest advantage to taking the job; both brothers would be living in Miami. They hadn’t asked about getting together again, but if Naruto had his way, he would be spending quite a few nights with the Uchiha brothers.

Speaking of which, “How did it go?”

Naruto smiled at Sasuke in his midnight blue button down shirt with the Uchiha fan stitched into the collar, leaning against the side of a black E63 AMG Mercedes.

“Good,” he replied eyeing the dark haired man in appreciation.

Sasuke nodded, moving around to the driver’s side. “Where to now?”

Naruto’s smile widened. “The bank, of course.”

The End