Digital Love

it's been a long time, ne?


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Sasuke had sunk into the chair in front of his desk as soon as he'd gotten home. The computer was buzzing to life in front of him, and he was tired as all hell. He dropped his school bag onto the floor next to him with a sigh, letting his eyes slide closed, following the ticks and buzz's that the machine made as it booted up until everything was silent, the task complete. He double clicked on the Mail icon, starting up the client. He knew his parents would be sending him e-mail soon, and if they didn't hear back from him they would be angry, and angry parents called the house once Itachi was home, and yelled at him, which meant he would be angry at Sasuke, which was usually worse than any other punishment they could think up.

They were gone in the Middle East, doing some stupid research based thing that Sasuke didn't really care about. He just wanted them to come home, so that he wasn't here all alone with Itachi anymore. He shivered, the server telling him he had no new mail. He shrugged, minimizing the window and bringing up his chat client. He was bored and tired, but he couldn't go to sleep until his parents e-mailed him. He figured it would probably be any second now really, so he might as well stay at the computer.

He fucked around with his classmates for a little while before the window popped up. He hadn't ever seen this screen name before, the program asking if he wanted to accept a message from user bathoryeyes? He paused, staring at the flashing screen in front of him. He shrugged and hit OK. The window popped up on his screen immediately.

bathoryeyes: hey, a/s/l?

Sasuke paused, trying to come up with a lie, but he was toot tired. He shrugged, he'd probably never actually see this person, so he felt oddly okay with telling them everything.

StormNFire: uh, 16/m/USA
StormNFire: You?
bathoryeyes: eh, 18/m/Canada
bathoryeyes: what are you wearing, kid?

Sasuke paused, raising an eyebrow at the question.

StormNFire: school uniform, just got home. matte black, golden buttons, high collar, school crest left front
StormNFire: what about you?
bathoryeyes: not much, only lounge pants
bathoryeyes: just got out of the shower
bathoryeyes: whats ur real name by the way? im having trouble talking to someone i don't know anything about...

Sasuke frowned a little. He knew he shouldn't tell the man, but in the end he didn't see what it could hurt so he shrugged it off.

StormNFire: my names Sasuke
StormNFire: and you aaaaare?
bathoryeyes: mmm, i'm anyone you want me to be
StormNFire: cute
StormNFire: but seriously
bathroyeyes: i'm being serious
bathroyeyes: i'm sure there's someone you like out there
bathroyeyes: someone you'd much rather hear than me

Sasuke shivered as a familiar face trailed quickly through his mind, but he shook the image from his head. He really didn't need to think about any of that right now. Instead he swallowed heavily.

StormNFire: okay, well i don't get anything then?
bathoryeyes: *grins*
bathoryeyes: mmm, well are you in the mood for something naughty?

Sasuke's heart skipped a little in his chest. His brother wouldn't be home for hours, his parents weren't even on the same continent as him right now, and none of his friends would wonder in without knocking. Hell, they wouldn't come over without calling a day in advance, Uchihas had a reputation for dealing badly with surprises. Still, Sasuke's mind screamed no.

StormNFire: why in the hell would i want to have a dirty conversation with some sick fuck over the internet, find someone else to jack off to loser.

He typed in the words, hands hovering shakily over the keys in front of him. He couldn't do it though, his finger wouldn't hit enter, in fact he found himself deleting it all, letter by letter, and starting again.

StormNFire: depends on how much you're offering really
StormNFire: are you gonna get me all wound up, and not deliver?

Sasuke blushed a little as he hit enter, his cheeks tinging pink as his own words appeared on the screen inside the chat box. He couldn't believe he was saying something like that to a total stranger over the internet.

bathoryeyes: mmm, i'd never do that to you sweetie
bathoryeyes: in fact, lets start this out special
bathoryeyes: why don't you tell me what you want?

Sasuke stared blankly at the screen, confused. He wasn't really sure what he wanted, in the end. He had a vague idea of what he'd like from the boy on the other side, but he wasn't sure how to ask for that in the end either.

StormNFire: well, uh...
bathoryeyes: well, lets make it a little easier for you, since this seems difficult to talk about.
bathoryeyes: i want you to close your eyes and pretend that i'm the person you think about while you masturbate

Sasuke's mouth fell open in shock. Who the fuck did this guy think he was? There wasn't even a reaction that would make sense to that statement.

bathoryeyes: you got it yet?
bathoryeyes: have you died or something?

Sasuke stared at the screen, still trying to process the first demand. He didn't want to think about the guy he jerked off to. He was actively trying not to think about him, actually. It didn't seem to work though. He sat up with a sigh, kicking his feet at the bottom of the desk. There was something in his mind that yelled at him to do it though, a little voice that said it would be cathartic, allow him to get everything out and not worry about it for awhile.

StormNFire: yeah, srry, i'm here
StormNFire: i've got him in my head
bathoryeyes: *grins*
bathoryeyes: good, now tell me your fantasy

X

Itachi came home early, earlier than he'd been planning to by a good four hours. They'd settled the account they were working on in record time, and his partner had sent him home, complaining that he looked too tired and haggard, and that wouldn't be good for business. Itachi understood that Kisame wasn't good at dealing with worry, and he'd taken the command with a smile.

He'd thought about calling home and telling Sasuke, but he'd thought better of it. It would be better to surprise his little brother, so he'd grabbed a pizza, and a couple movies from the rental store, and headed home. He opened the door very quietly when he got there, and was met with the expected silence and darkness.

He set the pizza down on the kitchen counter, throwing the movies down beside it, and he crept as quietly as he could up the stairs, to where he knew Sasuke would be hiding out in his room. He pulled out his phone, about to text his brother, when he heard a noise. It was coming from Sasuke's room, and for a minute it sounded to him like someone was dying. Then it came again, and this time it sounded like nothing but pleasure. It made his spine tingle, and something lower as well.

He adjusted the bulge growing in his pants, and crept a little closer, towards the door, cracking it open as silently as he could. From the sounds inside he had a feeling that his brother wouldn't notice, but he wanted to be careful nonetheless. His eyes panned around the room, but stopped on Sasuke, facing away from him. His breath caught in his throat.

Sasuke was naked, from what he could see, sitting low in the big leather computer chair. His bare legs were spread wide, and propped up on either side of the keyboard on the edge of the desk. His arms were moving, his hands focused on something Itachi couldn't see from this angle. He could guess though, not that he had to.

Still, he tried to shift a little, to see what was going on, and thats when he heard the crackle of the speakers, a somewhat familiar sounding voice playing not so loud across them, and he caught a glimpse of the screen, the webcam program open on it, though the view of whoever was on the other side was minimized. He could see Sasuke on the screen though, like a mirror of the boy on the chair. Itachi bit his lip.

"Sasuke, look at yourself. Spread out for me like a little slut, ne? But that's okay, that's how I want you baby." Sasuke moaned lowly, his brother watched the hand on the screen, his little brother pumping his hard cock, the fingers of his other hand buried deeply in his ass, thrusting in and out. Itachi's mouth was dry, and he was frozen to the spot. He wanted to run back downstairs, slam the door and come back in. Maybe that would break up this little affair, or whatever it was. He couldn't though.

"If I was there, what would you have me do, little Sasuke?" The voice over the speakers came again, and the boy shook his head a little. He whimpered low and pleadingly. "Say it Sasuke, say it again. Tell me what you would want from me." Sasuke's mouth dropped open, but it took a moment for sound to come out.

"I'd want you inside of me, if you were here." Laugher came over the speakers.

"You'll have to be more specific than that I'm afraid. I'm not sure what you're referring to." Itachi clenched his teeth. He was painfully hard now, but he didn't like the way that man on the computer was talking to his baby brother. He bit his lip to keep from growling. Sasuke moaned again, and Itachi found himself rubbing his shaft through his pants, trying to comfort the antsy desire there.

"Y-your cock, I want your cock in my ass... ungh..." The man was chuckling again, and the tone was cold. Itachi tensed a little, something about it horribly familiar.

"Now really, is that any way to ask? Convince me." Itachi stood slowly from his crouch, his eyes narrowing a little. He didn't like this.

"Oh gods, please. Please just tell me yo-" Itachi pushed the door open harshly, and it banged off the wall behind it with the force. Sasuke jumped in his chair, but before he'd had the chance to turn around, before he'd even had the chance to let go of his cock, Itachi was on him, one hand tugging him upright by the wrist, eyes narrowing in Sasuke's direction.

"What the fuck was that? When the hell did my innocent baby brother fall so far as to let some fucker watch him masturbate over the internet?" Sasuke flinched as Itachi dragged him to the bed, throwing him down. His hand went up over his head reflexively, bracing for the hit he knew was coming. It still startled him when Itachi slapped them away roughly, almost growling as he bent down until there were only a scant few inches separating their faces.

"Was he paying you to do that? Or are you such a fucking little whore that you're giving it away for free?" Sasuke whimpered, trying to curl his body up into a little ball, to get away from his brother's dangerously cold, cruel eyes. Itachi didn't let him though, dragging his ankles down again, pulling him so he was only half on the bed, his legs flailing off the side.

The quick, sharp blow to his bare ass cheek made Sasuke jump, the next one as well. He wasn't surprised after that though, but he still flinched a little in pain as each one hit. He was crying then, tears streaming down his cheeks. Something caught in Itachi's chest though, and all of a sudden he was calm again, the anger and jealousy draining from his form as he dropped to the bed, sitting down and gather the sobbing form of his baby brother into his lap, holding him softly. Sasuke just relaxed into him, arms winding around his neck, murmuring incoherently into his shoulder, something that sounded suspiciously like I'm so sorry Aniki.

Itachi was still running on instinct, only now he wanted to calm the boy. He laid a soft kiss on his forehead, then another and another, slowly moving down his nose and across onto his cheeks, then finally his lips. He was a bit surprised when Sasuke kissed back, and the salty taste of the tears and sweat from Sasuke's skin faded into something hotter, wetter, and infinitely more potent.

Sasuke was the one to open his mouth first, but Itachi took advantage of it instantly, thrusting his tongue out to meet Sasuke's, his baby brother retreating quickly though, figuratively baring his neck for mercy. Itachi liked that a little too much, and when he shifted and Sasuke's cock, which had softened a bit but was returning to it's former glory now, rubbed hot against his stomach, where his shirt had ridden up.

They both moaned, Itachi now hard again, and he reached down a hand to wrap around Sasuke's burgeoning erection, pumping it gently back to full mast. Sasuke's hips rocked into each stroke a little, and that only egged him on, not to mention the little zings of pleasure he felt as his baby brother's ass shifted over his own erection with every little squirm.

It was also Sasuke who broke the kiss, leaning in to pant against Itachi's neck. It was adorable, Itachi found that he could see it from the hanging mirror across the room, the way the light shone slightly off of Sasuke's back, slicked with sweat, and the way the cheeks of that sweet little ass, pale and smooth, ground down into him. It was Sasuke's voice that almost made him lose control though.

"Ah Aniki, you're hard, I can feel it. I want it, please..." Itachi looked down, a little bit confused, and his unoccupied hand fell to rub small circles on Sasuke's back.

"What do you want, little brother?" Sasuke squirmed a bit, moaning as Itachi's other hand slowed it's ministrations.

"Y-your cock. I want it... inside of me. Please, Aniki?" Itachi felt a shot of desire run through him, but burning in it's wake was an overwhelming sense of jealous anger. He pushed Sasuke off of him fiercely, moving to stand.

"You really are a slut, Sasuke. You were saying those same words not so long ago, do you even care who you're with? As long as you get a cock, right?" He spit the words venomously, feeling embarrassed and bitter at being taken in by this. He shouldn't be feeling this way in the first place. Sasuke rushed after him though, catching his ankle as he stood, crying again with his eyes pressed tightly closed.

"No, no Aniki no. It's you I want, not him. That was a game, he was there but it was only you I was thinking about. It was a game, because I thought it could never happen..." Sasuke clutched him even tighter, his voice choked with emotion and an almost tangible fear, thick in his throat. Itachi stilled for a moment, before trying to tear away.

"Please Aniki, it doesn't have to be, I'll never ever do that again I promise. Anything, I'll do anything, we don't have to do anything, just please don't leave me alone, I don't want to lose you." Sasuke's voice broke then, and his grip loosened with the force of his sobs, terrified and weak, lonely. Something in Itachi started at that sad voice, and suddenly what he'd been doing hit him full force. He'd been on the verge of having anal sex with his brother, his innocent little fucking baby brother. Well, if the view you came home to is any indication, he'd not so innocent anymore. Itachi felt himself laughing coldly at the thought, and he tore away.

He wanted to run, this was too complicated for him, too much to think about and he couldn't deal with it. He stopped though, the sight of his baby brother broken and sobbing on the floor just tore at his heart. He stepped back, dragging the boy harshly onto the bed again, something inside him burning brightly at how much Sasuke wanted him.

"Sshh, it's okay little brother. Just never ever ever do something like that again, okay? That was a bad thing, but I still love you." He was knocked backwards onto the bed again by the force of Sasuke's body as the boy jumped back into his lap, burying his face into the crook of Itachi's neck, babbling about how much he loved Itachi, and asking him never ever to leave.

Itachi suddenly snapped inside, yanking the boy's face away from his skin by the hair, and taking Sasuke's mouth again, but this time with so much more passion. Sasuke kissed back again, returning everything Itachi gave him in earnest, like he was still trying to prove that he wanted this more than anything, that he would do anything. Sasuke's fingers coiled tightly into the front of his shirt, holding on like it was some sort of a lifeline.

Itachi felt the waves of arousal return to him now, with Sasuke firmly on top of him again, and he curiously reached a hand between them. His baby brother was half hard now, and that was not bad but Itachi knew he could do better. He flipped them almost violently, slamming Sasuke down onto his back hard enough to leave him breathless. That didn't matter though, the boy still mewled and begged for Itachi unintelligibly. Itachi smirked as he pulled away, his mouth burning a hot trail down Sasuke's shaking chest, nipping harshly at the soft smooth skin of his brother's stomach. When he reached the smattering of rough dark curls he stopped, looking up at Sasuke's face.

"Hush, little brother. I want you to watch me, okay?" He waited until their eyes met, and Sasuke nodded tearily before continuing, one hand wrapping around his brother's cock, rapidly hardening and growing pink with desire. He pumped it slowly, torturously slowly, and watched Sasuke's eyes fall half closed, and his mouth fall half open, watched as the boy's tongue flicked out to wet his lips, watched as pants and moans started to fall quietly from the boy's mouth.

Itachi smiled, trying to write this to memory, every little scrap of it, because he might not even get another chance like this. His tongue traveled torturously slow across the pinkened skin of Sasuke's cock, marveling at the way it could be paradoxically so hard and so soft at the same time. He slid his tongue over the vein on the underside, all the way up to sensitive tip, and savored the taste of the beading precome almost as much as the sound of Sasuke's needy little mewls, or the pulsing feeling of the shaft in his hand jumping with desire.

It was a heady sort of feeling, all of this beautiful scene was laid out before him, his baby brother moaning and inarticulately pleading, all for him. Itachi had caused this, Sasuke had said it himself that he'd been thinking of his brother before, and given the panicked state the boy had been in when Itachi had made to leave he didn't doubt that in the slightest. He smirked then, as he pulled as much of his brother's shaft in as he could without gagging, one finger coming up to play around the boy's soft hole, the muscle of the entrance still tight and warm, even with the fingers he'd seen stretching it only moments before.

He circled that hole once more, his tongue moving over the head of Sasuke's shaft again, readying himself. Then, without warning he shoved two fingers inside, breaching the hole quickly, without mercy. He felt Sasuke jump with surprise, and he smiled around the cock on his tongue. It was only a second later though that Sasuke's shaft was pulsing in his mouth, releasing a load of milky white seed onto Itachi's tongue. He stilled for a second in shock before smiling, turning so he could face his brother again, those fingers turning and moving inside his tight ass.

"Otouto, you really are an ass slut I see. All I had to do was stick two fingers in and you were coming." Sasuke's eyes were squeezed shut then, and he was whimpering in embarrassment, his face flushed a deep crimson. Itachi chuckled quietly as he leaned in, taking those lips, and sharing the rest of Sasuke's seed between them. His brother was surprisingly receptive to this, his tongue moving quickly, desperately around Itachi's. He lingered there, savoring that taste, the feeling of Sasuke beneath him. His own cock was hard in his pants, but he could ignore that for now, the scene in front of him being much more interesting, and more promising.

He could feel Sasuke start to harden again then, against his side, and fought down a smirk. His fingers moved still, buried in the wet heat of his baby brother's ass, and his other hand moved to caress the boy's chest, though the angle was a little awkward. Sasuke's skin was warm and smooth, like silk and the sun, though the pale color made it seem more like the moon's light. He could almost feel Sasuke's ribs as he slid his hand over the boy's chest, and it made him worry a little, that maybe Sasuke hadn't been taking care of himself.

He moved himself, trying to find a less awkward angle to slide those fingers over Sasuke's chest, over the hard surface of those ribs, and the moan that fell from his baby brother's delectable lips as his fingers pressed just a little bit deeper blew all that worry away. He'd have time for it later after all, now he had an incredible sight laid out before him and he'd have to savor it. He smiled, leaning forwards to nip at Sasuke's neck, his lips and tongue caressing around the cords and tendons to the delicate plate of his collar bone.

"Please, aniki I don't want to wait any more." Itachi smirked, his head raising a little to look into Sasuke's flushed face.

"For what, Otouto? You don't want to wait for what?" Sasuke's eyes squeezed shut as he panted, his hips rocking a little now, brushing his hard cock against his brother's arm, pushing those fingers deeper inside of himself.

"Your- your cock, aniki. Please, god I've been waiting for it for so long. Put it inside me, please..." Itachi chuckled a little, low and husky, as he turned, his fingers moving now, pushing in and out of his brother's tight little hole.

"Are you sure Sasuke?" The boy moaned, the sound keening and frustrated as he bucked his hips into Itachi's magical fingers.

"Yes, I've never been more sure of anything ever. I've waited for this for a very long time. Every time I to-touch myself, every time I get off, it's always to you, even before aniki, even with that guy, it's always to y-you!" Itachi was satisfied with the answer, and he pulled his fingers free with a little sucking sound. He hesitated though, as he moved between Sasuke's pale thighs, so thin under his hands. He didn't know much about gay sex, sex in general hadn't been of much interest to him before, but he knew that there needed to be something slick to ease the way. He glanced around for anything he could use, spying the little blue bottle on the table by the computer.

His chest felt hot then, the jealousy he'd pushed down before resurfacing at the thought of what his brother had been doing before. Still, he was across the room in a second, and scooped up the little bottle without a second thought. He needed this now, needed to feel that Sasuke was his.

He returned to his brother with a harsh smirk, letting his eyes devour the body before him unabashedly. His brother, his innocent little baby brother, was spread out before him looking every bit the slut he acted like. His pale skin was glistening with sweat, pink and flushed in places, and his neck bore darkening purple marks from Itachi's lips. The boy's pale cock was full again, and almost purple with desire, sticking out from between his legs like some sort of a lewd, glistening salute to Itachi's power over him. The thought was heady, and suddenly he felt the need coursing through him so much more heavily than before, and his trembling fingers could barely open the catch to his own pants.

They fell away quickly though, and he squeezed the little bottle of lube a little too hard, the liquid leaking down over his hand. He barely noticed though, coating his shaft with it before lifting the boy's legs, pushing them back to spread Sasuke's thighs obscenely, revealing the winking little pink pucker to him. It was lewd, and yet beautiful, and it made him moan quietly at the thought of being sheathed in that tight heat. He paused then, his smirking eyes turning to gaze into Sasuke's open face, the boy's mouth open in a pleading little whine. He positioned his shaft with one hand, the head poking bluntly against Sasuke's abused hole. He didn't move any further though.

"Please, aniki. Please, I need it. I need your cock inside me, I need you to fuck me hard, please, anything just... inside me..." Sasuke's words came out in a strained little whine, and Itachi had to force his face into a cool mask at the sound, his arousal pulsing heavily, so close to that wonderfully tight heat.

"Promise me first. promise me you'll never do that shit again. If this goes any further, your mine otouto." He fought hard to keep his voice even and cold, to convey the seriousness of his demand. Sasuke's eyes pressed closed as the boy tried to buck up into him, tried to push Itachi's cock inside. He whined desperately.

"I've always been yours, aniki. Never again, I promise, just fill me please. I'm yours, forever, just fuck me, I need it now..." Itachi couldn't stop himself now if he'd tried, those words, that naughty pleading tone, were too much for him. He thrust inside in one deft movement, biting his lip harshly at the pleasure he felt. Sasuke was tight and hot around him, the lube that coated them both now making each movement a slick little piece of heaven. He fought hard to keep his eyes open, drinking in the sight of his baby brother's face twisted in pleasure as he pushed deeper. Sasuke's hands, which had lain fisted tightly in the sheets beside him for so long, moved now, coming up to clutch at Itachi's arms, at his own thin legs, clawing desperately for something to relieve this ache inside of him.

"Shit Sasuke, your so tight otouto, it feels so good inside you." Sasuke's voice rose in a moan at the sound of his brother's voice, deep and husky with need now, each syllable punctuated by a little thrust of his hips. This was heaven for the younger Uchiha, he'd dreamed of this day, fantasized for so long, and now he almost couldn't believe it was real. Tears flowed from his eyes, as they scrunched tighter, unable to reconcile the pleasure flowing through him.

"Ah, Aniki! You're- you're so big inside of me!" He could feel his brother's shaft rubbing his passage, the way Itachi's balls would slap wetly against his ass with each deep thrust, still dripping with the excess lube he'd applied. He couldn't believe he'd waited this long for this now, but at the same time, he couldn't believe it was actually happening, after he'd dreamt, fantasized about it for so long.

Itachi felt the tension building in his gut long before he was ready, but despite having come once before he could sense how close his brother was as well. They hadn't lasted very long, embarrassingly short in fact, but he didn't care. The experience was welling up inside of him, and threatening to burst him, carrying him like some great wave towards that peak. He felt himself tensing first, and tried to pull back from the edge, but it was too late, and suddenly Sasuke's tight little hole was spasming around him, massaging his already over-stimulated cock, and pulling his orgasm from him like some sort of living entity struggling to be free.

He saw white then, and felt his cum shooting into his baby brother's hole, relaxing in breathless relief over Sasuke's form. The boy's arms came up around his neck then, and he could feel the panting heat of Sasuke's breath against his chest. He pulled out gingerly, his shaft twitching as it softened, but sliding out easily, slicked with so much lube and now his cum. It felt a bit disgusting, cooling on his most sensitive place like that, and the warmth of the slick liquid that coated Sasuke's stomach as he leaned over onto his brother wasn't much better.

His baby brother was snuggling into him though, and his limbs felt so heavy and warm in the wake of the euphoria that had gripped him, his heartbeat still racing a little even as his eyes started to drift closed in exhaustion. Sasuke was practically purring against him now, those pale little hands gripping onto the shirt he still wore like he might escape. Itachi smiled sleepily at the thought, nothing could make him let this go, not now and not ever.

As they drifted to sleep, neither of them noticed the computer display, still running the picture of the room, the view of them curled up together on that bed still hiding, squished into the corner of the frame, and the little chat window on the bottom, still open, red words appearing on the screen with a quiet little ping.

bathoryeyes: about damn time, Itachi...
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