Blue Rain~Ita/Sasu/Pein~

A/N: this is a gift fic for the wonderful Kirai, for being my numbero 200rev on snakeeatfox. yay!! I hope this is something along the lines of what you wanted hun. ;)
Warnings: non con,rape,drugs,toys,anal,oral,threesome,angst,violence,mentions of shota,incest,horrorish..


Sasuke drove in silence home from work, not really looking at the road, just following the notions. He didn’t have the radio on, he usually did. But for some reason he didn’t feel like listening to anything tonight, he was too engrossed in his thoughts to really pay attention anyway, nightmarish flashes were stabbing his mind making him too numb to enjoy music. He hadn’t felt anything for years but this twisted numbness, this emptiness filling him was too overwhelming to leave room for anything else. Like he had a hole in his very core.

He was startled when he realized that he had passed several stop signs without even noticing them. ‘Shit.’ He usually managed to stay more alert than this. He blinked his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to focus.


Without the music on, the eager rubbing sound of the sleek window wipers washing away the tattering rain falling rapidly against his windshields, was the only sound in the silent car, along with the sloshing sound of his wheels as he turned around a familiar corner, noticing that the street light on his street still wasn’t turned on for the night, the dirty stretch of pavement laid in total darkness. He turned on his fog lights, casting a long white line snaking it’s way down the road, making a cat scurry down from a dumpster as the white light made it’s green eyes glow.

It was a pretty narrow street, and with cars parked on either side, you could barely fit two passing cars. There were trees planted in a perfect row down both sides, they loomed heavily over the street, the howling wind making the naked branches bow and scratch against windows in places they hadn’t been clipped.

Sasuke sighed when he remembered that he had forgotten to trim the ones outside his windows, so he was probably doomed to lie awake and listen to the witch like scratching. He glanced up to his apartment on the second floor, and frowned when he thought he saw a shadow move fast out of view in his bedroom window. ‘The hell?’ He strained his neck to keep the window in sight even as he took the all to familiar turn down into the garage.

He did not like this, not one bit.. even as he knew that it was probably just his imagination, his mind playing tricks with him after a long day at work. But still.. what if?

‘Nonono..’ shaking his head he took a deep breath, chasing away the images haunting his conscience. Trying to steady his breathing, irrational fear was leaking into his bloodstream even when he knew that what he had seen was probably just a slight flutter from his drapes. He usually kept his window open at night, he had probably just forgotten to close them when he left for work this morning. .. so now the wind was tugging at them. ‘yeah.. that’s probably it.’

He parked his car, and pulled on the hand break. Letting the silence of the garage wash over him. He had a sudden urge to hum, or whistle.. Anything to break that gnawing silence that was making goose bumps rise as he scanned the parking space, still sitting buckled in, hands clutching the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. Waiting for the big bad monster to jump up from the shadows.

“Don’t be silly Sasuke.. there are no monsters here..” He whispered softly to himself, shaking his head again. ‘No, it’s not here, it’s up in my apartment. Fuck!’

Every fiber in his body screamed for him not to enter his apartment. Screamed that he should just call his lover, and go over there to spend the night. A deep rooting fear settling even deeper into him. And it made him let out a little bark of laughter. “God!! Sasuke.. you are such a scaredy cat, get a fucking grip. Itachi isn’t here.. Itachi is not here..you’re ok. You’re ok. So just dump this fucking paranoia and get a grip.”

He was starting to feel silly, just sitting in his car like this, while a pitless, familiar fear filled that void he always carried with him. A hole in his very core, carved out in blood, an emptiness that would always follow him. He had been told several times that he was stunted. Emotionally cold and reserved. But truth was..

He just saw the world in a different light than the rest. Sasuke saw the world as it really was, dark, unfriendly. And monster was something very real, you meet monsters everyday.. you just don’t know it. There is no happily ever afters..and the prince fell off his white stallion a long fucking time ago. His brother had made sure to yank off his ‘happy glasses’ when he was eight. That night.. so long ago.

Sasuke shook his head, licking his dry lips as he opened the car door. Laughing at himself when he discovered that he had, apparently, forgot to unbuckle his seat belt when he was jerked back on the first try of getting out.

The silence of the garage was unsettling as he walked in long strides towards the elevator that would take him to the second floor, and he caught himself humming to break that unnerving echo of his shoes hitting the cold floor as he walked a bit faster than normal across the open space, resisting the urge to turn back to check if someone was behind him.

Why the hell was he so freaking jumpy?

‘Maybe because its exactly thirteen years since that night?’

That night.. Sasuke closed his eyes. That night had been eerily similar to this. Long shadows had danced on the starkened pavement as his little feet carried him as fast as they could on his hurried trek to his home. He had been out way pass his curfew playing hide and seek with his friends. He was soaked to the bone from the heavy downpour that was making little rivers of water and yellowed leaves drift down the streets into the sewage grates. And he knew, just knew that it would be living hell when he got home.

He just never expected that kind of hell..oh what he would give for a good beating instead, if he could just trade it for what he had come home to.

Shaking the memories away, Sasuke stopped just outside his door, leaning his ear against the cold wood, closing his eyes and holding his breath as he listened for something, anything.. just the tiniest noise so he could have a legitimate reason to actually run down the hallway like a damsel in distress and call for the police, or just go over to his lover.

Naruto had actually offered him to stay the night today. They usually didn’t do that. It wasn’t like they were a couple. Not like that.. it was all about the sex, and nothing about those warm fuzzy feelings people loved to rant about. Sasuke didn’t do feelings, and one of the reasons he liked Naruto, was that surprisingly, the blonde idiot seemed to understand that. And had never asked him to stay over before.

‘Not before tonight...’

Sasuke knew why he had offered tonight. And now, now Sasuke regretted that he had turned his friend down. ‘Fuck!’ He had no idea that it would affect him this much. Why the hell did it?

He shook his head as images of bloodied walls crept over him, that stark bright red color that only real blood has, nothing like the blood you see in movies. When there is a lot of blood, a lot of real blood.. it really is red. Along with the visual, that smell.. that hated smell of grinded meat filled his mouth, like the memory grew on his tongue. Too real.. too close.

He laughed at himself again. Leaning closer to the door, there was no sound coming from the inside. No shuffling.. no pain filled whimpers.. nothing. The apartment was empty. No monsters hiding in the dark.

‘Just because it’s silent.. it doesn’t have to mean it’s not there..’

Unlocking the door he let it swing open, the hard wood surface banging against the little antique table standing behind it to the right hand side. He kept his keys and wallet in a teal colored bowl standing next to a matching teal glass lamp standing on that table. He dropped his keys listening to the familiar jingle as it hit the glass before he reached to flip the little light switch on. Startled when nothing happened.

‘Fuck.. I so do not need this right now.’ He flipped the switch several more times, begging for the light to turn on. ‘Please, please, please turn on lights.. please.’

Sasuke hated darkness, hated it, feared it.. so many images could be painted on that pitch black canvas, none of which he wanted to see.

He looked up to find the apartment bathed in a darkness he had never seen before, the blackness so heavy it filled every little corner, only the slim light from the moon peeking through a little strip in the closed drapes letting him see contours from his furniture, why were the drapes closed? He never closed his drapes.. not the ones in the living room, never.. for the sole purpose to keep this heavy blackness away, this never ending pit of horrors hiding in the fluid like light. Images were already starting to flash before him. He closed his eyes and started to hum softly to himself before he realized that someone could be hiding in this darkness.. that shadow he had seen in his window? ‘Fuck.. please..’ Holding his breath he searched the darkness with his other senses.

The rain could be heard tattering even harder on his windows along with the steady tic-toc,-tic-toc, of his kitchen clock.

But other than that..

Silence, complete silence...

Or wait. No.. there was something else. Sasuke felt his pulse speed up and his eyes snapped open, widening as he could distinctly hear breathing. Soft breathing .His blood ran cold as he heard someone take a step, the floor boards creaking slightly with the movement. So, so careful.. but not careful enough, he had heard it. and every muscle in his body tightened as he let out a frightened yip before he whirled around to go for the door.

But the sky cackled angrily, breaking the grey clouds up with several little electric blue jolts, making light shimmer through the light fabric of the curtains, the light forcing it’s way through, illuminating the tiny apartment in white light for a fraction of a time. But it was just enough, just enough light, just enough time for Sasuke to see a man shaped shadow standing in front of his door. Sasuke skidded to a halt and jerked back just in time to not collide with the shadow when all of a sudden a strong arm was wrapped around his neck, squeezing tight..

Sasuke tried to gasp, while he grappled at the strong arm, desperately trying to kick behind him, aiming for a kneecap, but the body holding him tight was pressed so hard against him that he had no chance of hitting the man hard enough.

A feeling of frustration filled him as his lungs screamed for air, the world spinning dizzily around him, every muscle in his body going rigid as the lack of oxygen made him panic.

A bolt of lightning illuminated his apartment again, and the stranger dropped him harshly to the floor. Leaving Sasuke gasping for air in the dark again. ‘shit!shit!shit!’ What Sasuke would have given for a little light right now.

“W-who are you? What the hell are you doing here?”
‘Where the fuck are you?’ Sasuke crawled over the floor, his heart thudding in his chest. He wanted to scream, cry or just piss himself. He was so fucking scared. Bile rose in his chest as he tried to suck air in his nose, trying desperately to calm himself.

‘Think! Sasuke, think.. fuck!’ He knew where the door was, he knew all to well where it was supposed to be. ‘So why the hell haven’t I reached it yet?!’ Cursing under his breath he felt along the wall with his hands.

A pained scream escaped him when all of a sudden a hand grabbed his hair and wrenched him to his knees in one harsh tug. A second tug taking him from his knees to his ass, another scream coming from his throat. Sasuke reached for the hand instinctively, grabbing at the strong wrist while he scurried backwards after the man pulling him over his floor boards. Sasuke tried, tried so desperately to snatch for the shadows within the darkness with one hand when he passed by furniture, but to no avail.

“Tsk, tsk.. why so scared little brother? Its only me.. your beloved aniki.. Oh haven’t you missed me dearly while I was gone and away in prison?” The words were snarled at him through clenched teeth. “I promise to take good care of you.”

He felt how hair roots were pulled out as he was hurled through the air. His head slammed hard into the wall before he fell down to his bed. A single white beam from a flashlight roamed over his shaking body before it landed upon a tall man standing just by the bed. His black hair falling over that all too familiar looking face, all angles and high cheek bones. The madness in those coal black eyes making them almost crimson.

Sasuke clamped his mouth shut, eyes wide in horror, tears trailing down his cheeks. It couldn’t be. It just couldn’t. Itachi was in jail.. had been in jail for over ten years.. was supposed to be in jail for the rest of his life.

But..oh god. It was. “I-Itachi?”
“That’s right little brother..”

“B-but.. You’re.. how?”

Itachi chuckled a dark laugh. He sounded almost astonished. “You send me to jail.. you never even try to fucking hear me out, you never come to visit.. and this... this!! Is your reaction? You know.. I planned to be nice. I planned to leave you be, after I scared you a little. But now, now that I hear that doubt in your voice. Fuck! You truly mean that I belong in that place don’t you?”

Sasuke gulped for air. How the hell could Itachi think he didn’t believe that?

“Y-you killed mom and dad.. you.. I... you’re fucking crazy!” Sasuke closed his eyes, shaking his head. The action hurt.. but the images that danced behind his eyelids made him sick. Mutilated bodies of the ones he loved haunted his vision, his mothers eyes blinking at him one last time as she smiled with a sigh, blood gurgling from her sickly white lips, those soft lips that used to kiss all his fears away. And there... standing behind that pile of limbs.. stood Itachi, Sasuke’s older brother.. his hero, his everything.. with a bloodied katana in hand. A smile on his face.. and those eyes, those pitch black eyes had held nothing but a strange mixture of madness and love towards his frightened little brother.

**Itachi had truly never understood what it was that he had done that was so bad. He truly believed his parents had needed to die. For what reason, Sasuke had never wanted to know, he had never even bothered to try and find out. Ignoring Itachi’s pleas for Sasuke to come visit him in jail. Surely, no reason could be good enough to kill your own parents in cold blood in front of your only sibling?

Pain dribbled from Sasuke’s scalp, down his spine, forming a large pit of fear and agony in his stomach that made it hard to breathe, to think, to even do anything but follow the pull on his scalp while scrambling backwards to avoid the sharp blade that was licking at his chin, forcing him up, up, up.. til he sat stretched on his knees, leaning as far back as he could get against a solid body behind him.

Sasuke cursed himself as more tears ran down his cheeks, snot running from his nose, his breath catching in his throat with every in pull of air. Every drag making his throat move, digging into that sharp edge, a flicker of pain burning down his nerves. It wasn’t a deep cut, but it was cutting ever so slowly, making the pain and fear stretch out as he felt that warm dribble of blood run down the delicate skin of his throat. He was hyperventilating, choking on his own breath, the world swaying slightly around him.

His hands were tugging frantically at the strong arm holding the knife pressed to his throat in a death grip, trying to pull it away. “Please, please.. Itachi, please.. I-I’ll do anything. Please.. don’t let him kill me.”

A snort sounded from behind him, and he felt that strong chest move as the man laughed. “Hear that Itachi? The princess is pleading for her life..”

Sasuke closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. He had to calm down. He could hear Itachi walking away, out from the room, into the living room. But he was silent, so, so silent. Even as he walked across the old wooden floor that used to groan and whimper at each step. Sasuke had to almost strain his ears to hear him. The bathroom door opening and closing settled a silence around him and the stranger holding the knife slack against his throat, a silence that felt too heavy. Anticipation colouring Sasuke’s mind with agony. ‘What now? Where did he go? Is he just going to leave me here with this stranger? Is he going to kill me? Torture me? Do I really want him to come back?’ All the confusion and hurt, combined with the agony made Sasuke’s body strain, his eyes wide and breathing unfocused.

The man leaned down and licked a wet line up Sasuke’s cheek. “mmM.. so salty and sweet, I love the taste of tears. I can’t wait to see if you`ll cry with my dick up your ass.”

Sasuke shivered. He couldn’t be serious. Could he? The hand that had left his hair told him otherwise. Nimble fingers were tracing his stomach, circling his nipples, tugging at them while the stranger kissed his hair, rubbing his nose into his black tresses, smelling him. He was just about to utter a protest when the bedside lamp came back on. Its soft grey light making the room suddenly visible to sasuke.

He immediately wished for the lights to turn back off.

There on the floor, just so he could see it. Laid a bottle of lube, a cock ring and a couple of little blue pills. A blue firestar resting just beside the other items. Sasuke had a hard time deciding which one he liked less. The sex toys, the drugs, or the gun.

“W-what’s the meaning of this? Itachi?”

His brother came strolling back through the door. He had taken off his shirt, and stood there only clad in a pair of hip hugging jeans. His hand was playing with a nipple as he rubbed his growing cock with his other hand through the light blue fabric.

“Fuck, you look so good baby. Shit.. I love it when you surprise me like this.” The stranger behind Sasuke took a deep breath, moving down to nibble at Sasuke’s earlobe, pressing the knife closer to his throat. Almost as if to remind him that it was still there. “He looks hot, doesn’t he Sasuke? Mmm.. just look at the way his muscles play under his skin, that fucking perfect stomach and, shit, I love his chest, his arms.. imagine, how it feels like to be held with those long fingers as he held onto your hips while he pounds into you with that delicious dick of his. Can you imagine that? How his hard, warm body feels when it’s pressed against your back. Shit! I’m almost cumming in my pants just from the thought. Can you imagine that Sasuke?”
“No!” Sasuke squirmed in the bed, trying desperately to think of a way to escape this. He so did not want this. And he had a painful taste in his mouth as to what was to come. Itachi was going to rape him. Or let his, obviously; lover do it.. Sasuke hoped, and prayed that they only wanted him to watch. But he knew better. Yeah, they wanted more than that.
A dark chuckle came from Itachi. He was teasing himself for his lover currently pressed against his little brother’s back. And the look on Sasuke’s face was.. indeed, priceless. The little shithead looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a train, stuck in the rails with it’s hooves, unable to get away.

Itachi smirked and brushed his fingers over his nipples one more time. Twisting the dusky nubs between his thumb and forefinger, loving the little shivers he caused through his own body. He was unfastening his pants with his other hand, zipping down his zipper before he let the stonewashed jeans fall to the floor, gripping his hard dick through the soft cotton of his briefs while he moaned low “Mmm.. Sasuke.” His brother visibly flinched at that, making the knife dig into his jugular, a small whimper escaping him.

“Nonono.. please don’t. Itachi, please don’t.” It was barely a whisper and Itachi knew it had to hurt him to speak, Sasuke was crying again. while Itachi’s lover massaged Sasuke through the dark blue dress pants, kissing at his ear, nibbling while he murmured soft words to him, mocking threats wrapped in a cotton sugared tone. Those amazing red-brown eyes locked on Itachi the entire time. Mischief glinting through them. Oh gods, how much Itachi loved this man. All the way down to the last metal stud piercing that perfect flesh.

Itachi had met Pein in the joint when he first came there. They had immediately gotten along and formed a little gang on the inside consisting of nine members. All having committed various crimes, most of them with connections to other gangs and crime syndicates They had called themselves the Akatsuki. Akatsuki for dawn. And they had used their combined connections to spread their influence not only inside the cold prison walls, but also on the outside.

It was because of these connections Itachi and Pein had been able to break free without much more hassle than faking a prison break, when they in reality had more or less strolled through the doors with corrupt guards looking the other way. As the leaders, they were the first to walk..but the others were soon to follow.


They had fake ids and new identities carried with them, and a new life waiting across the border along with Madara, their man running things on the outside. ‘Uncle Madara’, Itachi shook his head, smirking, thinking of the cunning man.

But first, he had a debt to settle with the boy who had sent him to jail in the first place. Sent him to juvie, and making sure that he was sent straight to the living hell he had endured before he met Pein in the prison system, using his parents wealth and lawyers. All this when all Itachi ever wanted, was to protect his little brother from the monsters that had used him through his entire childhood.

A whimper brought Itachi back from his musings, and he blinked the fog away before he studied his little brother. Kneeling there in front of him, his upper body stretched in a long line against Pein, who held the knife still against his delicate throat, crimson drops running down the front of his shirt. And all Itachi could muster to think was ‘So, so pretty.’ Even though he knew he should tell Pein to ease down with the pressure.. Itachi was too lost in the beauty of his little brother. He knew that he would probably look good..he just never imagined that he would look this good, this delicious, edible, hot and pretty.


Yes, Sasuke was pretty. Almost like a delicate girl, but still not. He had that masculine jaw.. if it hadn’t been for that;- and the chiselled chest, strong arms and taut stomach. Yeah, Sasuke would very much resemble a girl. He would be the perfect prison bitch, with his narrow hips and long thin legs, a perfect piece of ass. Itachi caught himself staring at Sasuke’s crotch, dimly wondering how big he was. If he tasted good.

Itachi smirked and moved forward. Locking eyes with Pein as he dropped his briefs to the floor, stepping out of them while he fondled his balls, jerking his cock slowly, lazily. “Mm.. this feels so good. Do you feel good Pein? Are you hard? Does my little brother’s ass feel good against your dick? Go ahead... rock that delicious cock of yours against his backside, let him get a taste of how big you feel.”

Pein shuddered and let out a shaky breath at Itachi’s words. Itachi had a way with words that made him feel like a desperate little teenage boy all over again. And holy hell, Sasuke’s ass felt heavenly when he pressed his dick against it and rocked gently. He couldn’t wait to feel how those tight walls would feel wrapped around his cock.

‘Is Sasuke’s ass going to feel as tight as Itachis’? Oh god.. maybe I can get Itachi to fuck me while I fuck Sasuke? Or is Itachi going to be wanting to fuck Sasuke? And let me fuck his tight ass instead? Shit!’ Pein had to shake his head. Smiling gently before he spoke in a low, dangerous voice, that sugar coated tone dribbling down Sasuke’s spine again, making goose bumps form on his arms and neck.

“I’ll give you a choice Sasuke. Choose wisely, for I will fuck this ass of yours, and I truly don’t give a damn if you’re alive or not when I do..” He toned down his voice just a hint before he snickered softly. “Yes, I’m that twisted.”

“So.. what do you choose princess? The toys and the little blue pills? Or the gun?”

Sasuke felt himself pale, his whole body going numb as his brain tried to wrap itself around that last statement from the stranger behind him. Now he really wanted to piss himself, or puke.. most of all, he wanted to scream. High, like a girl. Thrash and bash against the man holding him. But he didn’t. He just stared, empty eyed at the gun and the toys.

Itachi seemed to pick up on his turmoil and spoke in a very low voice.
“Did you ever notice when father came out from my room at night? Those nights when mother would come and carry you to their bed, so she could cling to you. Remember those nights?”

Sasuke blinked his eyes, the memories coming back vaguely. Yes, he did remember when his mother would come get him. He was only four or five when it started, Itachi had been eight or nine. Those nights had been Sasuke’s favourite nights, to be able to snuggle up against his mom, to be nestled between his parents when his dad came to bed. Sasuke had never really given any thought to where his father had been those nights, but he did remember that he came to bed long after his mom. And he did remember the puzzlement he had felt when his mom would sob silently while she pressed him close.

Sasuke nodded weakly, eyes still fixed on the gun. If he could only..

“So you remember? Those nights. When you lay safely tucked into our mother’s embrace. Your precious father was in the next room fucking his oldest son.” Itachi’s voice was so full of bitterness and anger, Sasuke had no doubt that he was telling the truth. And it all made sense.. why Itachi had been his father’s favourite, why his mother would cry at night, and why Itachi was so cold and reserved. ‘Shit..’

“Later... I think you were seven, father started showing interest in you. Remember? When he started to give you praise for your hard work at school.” Itachi smiled a sad smile. “I remember how proud you were. Finally.. finally father noticed you too. And I knew it was only a matter of time before he would take you too. And I just couldn’t let that happen.”

“So, so..you killed them?”

“Yes.”

“Why?! Why mom?”

“That fucking bitch knew what was going on, and she never.. not even once tried to stop it. She would always come into my room the morning after father had been extra rough. With her fucking tea and cookies.. asking me if I was alright. Cleaning me with a cold washcloth.”

Itachi let out a bewildered laugh, madness drifting past his eyes. “Imagine that. That fucking bitch would come into her eight year old son’s room, to clean of dried blood and cum from his ass and thighs, after his father raped him. And never!not even once! Did she try to stop him in fear for her own pretty face. That’s a loving and caring mother for you!”

Sasuke was sobbing again, his lithe frame shaking against the man pressed tight against him. He couldn’t believe this.. wouldn’t believe this. It was all just too fucked up. Too sick, too twisted. It had to be something Itachi’s sick mind had conjured. Had to. Even if he deep down knew that it made sense, that it was true.. it just couldn’t. His sanity wouldn’t survive letting it be... so it had to, just had to be lies. Ugly, filthy lies.

Images of his mom and dad danced behind his eyes. His mother’s smile, and the way his father almost never smiled, but would occasionally send him a wink over the breakfast table when Itachi wasn’t looking.

Itachi had always been the favourite. The prodigy, the heir.. but sometimes, in the weeks before the slaughter, for that’s what it had been; a blood bath. His father would look at Sasuke with the same love shining from them. Bile rose in Sasuke’s throat again when the realization of just what that smile had meant according to Itachi. ‘No!Nononono..’

“Nononono..”

“Yesyesyes.”

“You’re a fucking liar! You killed them!! In front of me! For no fucking reason! Dad would have never done that! And mom would have never permitted that!”

“Then why was mother always crying Sasuke? Why the hell do you think she was always drinking?”

“I-I don`t know.. but you’re lying!”

The slap rang loud in Sasuke’s ears. His brother stood suddenly in front of him shaking with anger. A hand wrapped itself around Sasuke’s jaw, tightening. Harder, harder.. Sasuke knew he would get a nasty bruise tomorrow. ‘If I live to see tomorrow.’ and it hurt, oh god it hurt. But he refused to let it show, refused to let Itachi see more tears. Itachi’s mouth was set in a tight sneer while he stared hard at him.

“There are things I told you, things I never mentioned.. and things I told you twice. But not once, not even one single time did you chose to listen. You just looked away from me in the court room. Closing your eyes while tears ran down your cheeks.. I wanted to hold you so bad then, cradle you in my arms and make it all better. Let you know that I did it all for you, but you closed your mind from me. Like I was invisible.. not even there. Even as you opened your bloodshot eyes.. you looked right passed me.”

Sasuke spoke in a defiant voice “You ceased to exist to me that day, that night.. You weren’t Itachi my brother anymore.. just a new monster in my nightmares, haunting me.. I had no interest in your lies .Like then, like now..”

And almost like the rain will wash away blood, the features in Itachi’s face softened, and the bruising hold on Sasuke’s face turned into a light caress as he pushed loose strands of hair behind Sasuke’s ear. Something warm shining from his eyes.

“Choose princess.. the gun? Or the toys.. either you’ll end up like them; dead. Or like me; fucked up in the head, raped by your own flesh and blood. Or rape.. Itachi snickered before he leaned forward to kiss Sasuke on the lips, laughing even more as Sasuke set his mouth in a tight line, refusing Itachi a taste of his lips. “I will be a bit nicer than father, and give you something, so that you’ll actually enjoy impaling yourself on our cocks. And you know what they say; you can’t rape the willing, now can you? ” Itachi smiled his sad smile again before he crawled onto the bed and settled himself in front of his little brother, leaning down to lick a long line up Sasuke’s cheek, meeting Pein’s mouth by his ear. Kissing him eagerly, soft sounds pouring from his lips as he licked at his lover’s soft mouth while he caressed his little brother’s trembling shoulders.

‘This can’t be happening.. fuck!’ Sasuke sat in the cold pit that was his own body, shivering as several thoughts rushed through his mind. And the one thing, the one thought that overclouded the others was the single thought of how much easier it would all be; if he just chose the gun. How easy it would be.. to just die. And the triumph that would be. He was sure that Itachi counted on him choosing the sex, especially the rotten bastard pressing his hard cock against his ass, and judging by the feel of it.. it wasn’t exactly a small cock either. And he really didn’t want to have that thing fucking him, not now... not like this.

He tasted the idea in his mind, rolled it around and took a hold of it. Weighing it, and the moment he chose it; he knew, knew without a doubt that he didn’t want to die. Not like that.. not the same way his mother and father had been killed, not by the same psycho, and certainly not when he knew that the bastard holding him in a breathtaking grip would fuck him with that dick of his regardless, even after the warmth had ebbed away from his body. Somehow, silly as it sounded; even if he knew he would be dead when that happened.. he just couldn’t stand the idea of someone using his body like that, he was almost certain he would have to haunt Itachi for the rest of his life if he allowed that, and that thought appalled him.. ‘Gods! This is so fucking stupid’

Taking several deep breaths, calming himself he managed to stop the tears, and ease his quivering before he whispered in a defeated voice. “You’ll let me live if I chose the toys?”

A smile spread over Itachi’s face before he nodded. Pein was sucking at Sasuke’s ear, nibbling at his earlobe. Sasuke could feel him smirk a smug smile against his temple, while a warm hand sneaked under his shirt.

“Alright..” Sasuke swallowed hard, his mouth feeling dry all to sudden, a nervous knot twirling in his stomach. He wanted to throw up. He felt so, so little when he uttered the next words. Like a coward, “I chose the toys then.”

“You know.. I was hoping you would chose that.” Pein pinched a nipple, pulling at it, making pain override the fear running up Sasuke’s body, he tried to cringe away, but ended up rubbing his ass against the man’s hard dick instead. “Mmmhhyeah.. fuck. You’re such a sexy little princess aren’t you?”

Itachi sighed contently and leaned in to kiss his little brother, the two pills resting on the tip of his tongue. Sasuke’s first reaction was to clench his jaw shut as he felt the hot breath coming from Itachi’s nose tickle his upper lip, his brother rubbing his nose against his, a devilish smirk in his eyes.

A burning sting to his sensitive neck when Pein pressed the knife closer made him whine, but he still didn’t open his mouth. “Open wide princess, before I start to really bleed you. You chose this, so either way. I am going to sodomize this perfect butt here.” a squeeze to his rump made Sasuke’s breathing hitch, and he opened his mouth, allowing Itachi’s tongue to enter his mouth. The acrid taste of the pills making him wanting to spit them back out, but Itachi was fast to pull back and close his mouth while he pinched his nose, ordering him to swallow.

But only one got swallowed, the other stuck to the tip of his tongue. It felt like the little lump that he did manage to swallow got stuck in his esophagus and he found himself swallowing repeatedly in vain to get rid of the feeling, the one stuck to his tongue still lingered, and he decided to let it rest there in hopes of getting the chance to spit it out.

Sasuke shivered again, pressed between two hot bodies, he could smell his brother’s skin, so heady and masculine. The soft sound of kissing making him drowsy.

He sat like this, while the two others touched each other, touched him while they pried off his clothes, item by item; for over ten minutes.

Their hands were now drawing invisible patterns on his naked skin. Itachi’s neck was just where Sasuke’s mouth was. And god! Itachi smelled so good. For a couple of seconds the idea of biting into that skin, to suck it into his mouth and nibble on it with his teeth overwhelmed Sasuke, gods.. He wanted to touch Itachi.. or sleep, and fuck. Yeah, he really wanted to fuck. He had to close his eyes to rid the notion, holding his breath in a vain attempt to escape into his own mind, away from the situation.

The world was bouncing in a lazy spin. It felt like he was out in the sea, the bed dipping making his stomach jump..a knot forming low, lower than it should have if it was sea sickness. He did feel sick.. this was wrong, so, so very wrong. And somehow.. Sasuke didn’t give a flying fuck. “Gods.. I wanna lie down.” He hadn’t mean to utter those words loud, but it seemed like he had, because the two men were carefully lowering him down to lie on his back. A warm hand wrapped around his aching member. Aww.. fuck! Sasuke moaned and rocked his hips vaguely. Whimpering as he tried to keep his eyes from slipping closed. He felt so heavy, like the bed was swallowing him. And the pleasure was slowly riding up and down his body, lulling his nerves even as they hummed in pleasure from that hot mouth that had engulfed his cock. Itachi’s black hair bobbing up and down, cheeks hollow as he took a suck at his swollen cock head. And oh gods! It felt divine.. but he was so, so tired. Too tired, and the bed was still swallowing his heavy limbs.

He woke from the feeling of something entering his ass, and by heavens it felt good. He felt so warm and safe. Like he was floating on a big puffy cloud with warm hands holding him, caressing him.. a hot tongue sucking at his nipple. A finger, no.. several fingers filling his ass. “Ah! Don’t stop!” In the soft grey light draining every fabric and texture of it’s colour, he could see Itachi leaning over him, spreading his legs. He wanted to smile at his brother, so he did. A soft chuckle made him turn his head only to bump his nose against something soft and hard at the same time. “Silky smooth..”

Pein laughed as he rubbed his cock over Sasuke’s cheek, the precum glistening in the soft light as it smeared over those angelic features. And Sasuke wanted to taste that cock, that glistening fluid leaking from the taunting slit. He turned his mouth towards the member and eyed it groggily “That’s right princess, why don’t you take a taste? I promise it’ll taste good.”

“Princess?” Sasuke scowled before he smiled again, his eyes rolling in their sockets as he tried to focus on the task at hand. Tentatively he wrapped a hand around the shaft, letting his tongue dart out to taste it. “Mmmm..”

Deciding he liked the taste, then again, it was nothing he hadn’t tasted before. He opened his mouth and took the head into his mouth, sucking at it, letting it mould against the roof of his mouth as he increased the pressure before let it out with a small pop. He giggled before he let it slide back in, bobbing his head while he let his saliva slicken it up for him, each thrust sending it further down his throat. And yet, he couldn’t find the will to mind. no.. it felt way too good. Just the smell of cock made him aroused, and the feeling of someone probing his ass. Oh god! Sasuke shivered as a mini orgasm drifted through him.

Itachi watched in awe as his little brother let Pein face fuck him. Sasuke lying on his back on the bed, his neck in a position that looked painful and awkward, but yet.. he didn’t seem to mind. And oh god! the way he buckled his hips and met each thrust of his fingers. Shit! Never in his wildest dreams had Itachi dared to hope that his little brother could be such a wanton slut. “You love cock don’t you Sasuke?”

A soft “Mmm..” was the only reply he got. “..Gods! You are such a little cock whore. Do you want my cock in your ass princess? Do you want me to fill you up? To make you scream in ecstasy while you cum.. over and over again? You want that?”

Sasuke turned his head to lock eyes with Itachi. Those black eyes looking intently at him. His own black eyes so similar to Itachi’s clouded by a film of dreams dancing behind his eyes. He licked his lips with a blue tongue, Pein’s cock rubbing over his cheek, his lips in a caressing gesture. It looked almost absurd and Itachi had to look away, shaking his head. Doubt twirling in his head. This was so wrong.

And then that raspy voice answered. Blurry and slack. “yeah .. fk me.. MMm want.”

Itachi smiled a sad smile, leaning over before he kissed Sasuke’s tinted blue lips. Tasting the rape drugs on them, and underneath that pharmacy taste.. Sasuke. So, so addicting. “What have you done to me Sasuke? I wish we could have done this in an entirely different setting, without those little pills clouding your mind.”

Sasuke giggled and smiled a slack smile before he turned painfully slow to take Pein’s cock back into his mouth, his eyes drooping even as he was flattening his tongue against the purple veins on the underside of the hard shaft. Pein hummed in appreciation, and complied as Sasuke took a hand and used it to squeeze Pein’s buttock, pushing him into his mouth. “Mmmmahhw.. fuck! I want you to fuck him Itachi. Og god! look at him.. look at this little princess... so fucking horny and eager. Shit!”

Itachi nodded and lifted Sasuke’s legs up, resting the slim calves on his shoulders, bending over the beautiful body lying so, so still under his. If Itachi hadn’t known better, he would say Sasuke was sleeping. His breathing slow even as his cock strained against his stomach. He positioned his cock head against the slack entrance, stretched so deliciously and pushed in.

Sasuke gasped around the cock in his mouth and moaned a long groan as his brothers dick pushed into him. Oh god! It felt so, so good.. it didn’t hurt at all, his muscles so loose, it just felt damned good. And shit! Itachi was rubbing against places that he never thought he had wanted to be touched. But oh god! he wanted them to be touched so bad. Why the hell hadn’t he let Naruto fuck him before?

A scorching heat was engulfing him as Itachi started pistoning his hips, faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Sasuke was whining and buckling under him while he tried to keep the other’s cock in his mouth, tried to let it push down into his throat. It felt so absurd, and so good at the same time.

He felt the orgasm climb, higher and higher through his system before he had to roll his head away from the cock, clenching his eyes shut. It hurt.. something was preventing him from cumming and it hurt.. so deliciously so. A blissful pain that left him gasping.. eyes lolling back.

Itachi chuckled before he kissed a tear away from Sasuke’s cheek, stabbing his cock even deeper into that clenching fuck hole as he leaned down, making Sasuke scream again, slim hips thrusting up. “I put a little cock ring on you Sasuke.. so you won’t be able to cum before me and Pein finish fucking this-” Itachi delivered a particular hard thrust making white lights dance behind Sasuke’s closed eyelids. “- tight ass of your’s.”

A loud moan rung through the otherwise silent apartment, only the sound of rain pattering hard against the closed windows mingling with their fucking sounds. Flesh against flesh, suckling sounds and groans.

Sasuke was panting, a thin layer of sweat covering his milky pale skin. His body undulating, bucking, spasms running through him under Itachi’s hot body still pounding him hard, ruthless.

Pein let out a shuddered breath, a broken “Tachi!” slipping from his mouth as his cum spurted over Sasuke’s closed eyes, into his hair.. running down his cheeks. Sasuke gasped, turning his head away. A mumble about something with hair and dirty slurred from blue lips before hazy eyes locked with Itachi.

Itachi leaned down to lick away the salty treat, moaning as the taste of Pein coated his tongue. He was so, so close and he had to concentrate on his breathing not to cum. His hips rocking into Sasuke’s hips. “Mmmfuck! Sasuke.. you’re so hot!”

Sasuke smiled before he whined, an adorable pout drifting over his face before he whined again, thrusting his hips up. “No!”

“No.. what princess?”

“Wanna.. ahcum...”

Itachi smirked before he gasped when Sasuke’s tight ass convulsed around him again, the lithe body under his quivering. Sasuke’s cock an angry red in colour now as drops of cum managed to press out from the slit, despite the cock ring.

“Ah!Fuck!” Itachi bit his lip as he came hard while he thrust frantically into that swallowing fuckhole, wringing the cockring off while his body convulsed, filling Sasuke with cum. Sasuke screaming “Naruto!” wave after pulsing wave swallowing the last conscious string of his brain, making him forget how to breathe, to talk, to fucking think as he came hard and long, never ending strings of cum spurting from his cock. And he was loving the feeling of his brother’s cock still rotating inside his ass.

A heavy blanket clouded his mind as the last spasms wringed his body and the heavy body of his brother fell down on top of him, making it impossible to breathe.


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The next morning came with that crispy air that hangs in the room after a night of thunderstorms. Little gold petals of light shining through the closed drapes. One little string of light landing perfectly on Sasuke’s closed eyes.

He groaned and turned in the bed, whimpering as a painful sting raced up his backside. Broken memories of the previous night racing through his mind. Images of Itachi fucking him. Pein’s cock in his mouth, him riding Pein while sucking Itachi. Hazy remembrances of Itachi and Pein fucking each other. And god, he had enjoyed it, begged for it, needed it, craved it. He had ridden that cock like his life was depending on it. And oh god.. he had begged for it, he had fucking begged for it.

He gagged before he threw himself over the bedframe, heaving. Only clear fluid coming up. His stomach empty save from water Itachi had made him drink. He felt so humiliated, so used. How could he have done that, how could he have let his body, his mind betray him like that. ‘Oh god oh god oh god!’ Tears started to stream down his face and he curled up in a fetal position, shivering, the cum running from his ass making it all so much worse, but he couldn’t find the energy to get up and run for the bathroom.

He cracked open his eyes as he heard a soft murmur of his name. Cold chills stabbed his very nerve and he turned to the general direction off the sound to see his brother sitting in a black leather chair, a book resting on his lap.

And this was definitely not his room. Black drapes hung heavy over the windows. The room was big and luxurious looking, all the furniture either a sleek black or a crimson red. Fresh lilies filling the air with an appealing scent.

Fear washed over him as he looked closer to see Pein standing behind Itachi, running his hands through that silky soft hair. And oh god! Sasuke knew that hair felt so so soft running through his hands. Knew, because a memory of stroking that hair as he was carried into a car, wrapped in a blanket, surfaced.

‘They took me with them...’

He swallowed and closed his eyes. dread filling him as he realized just what had happened, just what he had asked for as they were about to leave in his drugged haze.


And now he would never get away... He buried his face in his hands, making himself as tiny and defenseless as he felt, shaking as he rocked back and forth. His entire body wrapped in a numbness so heavy he failed to even notice the cum and blood drying on his sore skin. Bile rose in his throat while an angusih filled his heart before he started crying.


‘They took me with them...’






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