Uchiha Lust

A/N: My first posted fiction. and it is definetly an odd pairing, and possibly disgusting in alot of people's opinions. Then again not too many complained about a Minato/Naruto or Jiraiya/Naruto pairing. So, I decided on this pairing for this particular one-shot. If it's good, and I get some positive reviews I will make a full-blown story out of this. YES it contains a plot if that turns out to be the case. For anyone wondering, Sasuke is 19 so he's of age. If you like this fic, but not the pairing in general (I would not blame you) Let me know if I should write a Fugaku/Minato...I have sort of been wanting to!

UGH, I feel like such a disgusting pervert right now LOL but I am sure there's a few of you out there who feel the same way. I sort of felt like alot of people portray Fugaku was an evil bastard or rapist, which is fine if it's absolutely needed for a plot. But I got bored of seeing him that way, because alot of people don't really see that his character was not evil at all, he was simply doing what he could to ensure his clans future.

Rated: M for language, detailed acts of incestual sex between two males. Children please do not read any further, or people who look down upon this sort of thing because it it most definitely wrong in reality, but this is FICTION, and we can write whatever we want...that's the good thing about it lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters.

Summary: Through an incredible, but wrong experience Fugaku was happy that Sasuke had forgiven him.

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Uchiha Lust

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"You know I was worried." Uchiha Fugaku admitted, almost a whisper as he saw Sasuke tense, his head still bowed as he rested on his knees before his Father. Fugaku had called him in to discuss a clan meeting, but decided to keep Sasuke out of it and speak about him instead. He noticed a change in his son ever since he had encountered Orochimaru once again on one of his past missions this year. He had been severely injured, along with his friend and squad member Uzumaki Naruto. The two other Jounin's assigned to their squad were brutally murdered by the snake sannin before he had eventually escaped.

Uchiha Fugaku was normally a straight forward, and strict man. He required that all of his clan mates—including his sons—be at one hundred percent for any mission, even if it was just a simple escort assignment. The Uchiha clan had a rough past already with Konoha, and he had nearly rebelled along with his clan in order to put his people into a better position but fortunately everything had been sorted out and they were no longer at blame for the Kyuubi incident years ago. There was no doubts about his actions as of late, he felt his people had to redeem themselves for even if they were not responsible for the tragedy that befell the leaf; a former member of their clan was at fault and had given the clan a bad name.

Uchiha Madara.

But, that was another matter entirely. His thoughts had drifted more to his private life as of late, most importantly his youngest son...Sasuke. His relationship with his youngest had always been strained, and he didn't need anyone to remind him so. Itachi had been his primary focus for many years due to the position the Uchiha clan had been in, and he admitted he had neglected Sasuke far too often. He had been nearly seven years old when he had taken a small interest in Sasuke, but even then it wasn't enough. A decade later, his son was now practically a man at 19 years old and he had still not been successful in understanding him. But, he noticed Sasuke certainly did take after him— and it was far too much for his liking.

Sasuke was cold, and distant...even to his Mother as of late. His wife had always shared a slightly stronger bond with Sasuke, but now even she was lost on what to do when it came to their son. Itachi was still serving his sentence in prison, and wasn't going to be released for another two years. If anyone could get through to him, it would be Itachi. Despite his crimes Fugaku knew Sasuke still longed for the presence of his elder brother.

But Fugaku had always been impatient, and it was time he stopped avoiding it...he had to take things into his own hands. He was not forgetful of what Itachi had told him long ago about Sasuke's desire to gain his attention. Now he would have it, one way or another. Although he wasn't sure he had it in him to pull it off, he was not a good Father and he wasn't blind to that. But, the happenings in his childs life as of late had bothered him. It was only as of late that he realized just how being a Father really felt, and he owed much to Sasuke.

"Forgive me Father, but I failed the mission. I promise that my performance in the next assignment will be flawless." The young Uchiha heir assured his father, fully aware that he was worried that he may be relinquished of his duties for quite some time after the stunt he pulled. He nearly got himself killed, not to mention another squad member. He was sure he could handle such an easy mission, it was only B ranked after all. His Father would not be pleased in the least, although Sasuke had noticed a slight change in his behaviour as of late.

But after that day...he had never been the same since. Neither of them had, and he wondered if his Fugaku was disappointed in him, it wouldn't be of any surprise to him given his recent performance in his missions.

Sasuke raised his head, just slightly so that his eyes could linger on the broad form of his Father as he sat before him, and he was confused to find that the elder man did not look angry in the least. Infact, he had an emotion written across his face and a look in his dark eyes that Sasuke couldn't decipher simply because Uchiha Fugaku rarely ever showed any emotion, only when it was needed. Fugaku never did anything that was not necessary, until now it seemed.

Some days he thought they weren't related due to their contradicting appearance, and others he thought they were identical when he noticed their similar personalities. He looked more like his mother, soft skinned and pale and held an extremely slender figure. But on second glance he did share a few traits with his Father, especially his eyes and the shape of his hair— minus the unique rear of his hair that only he had. Sakura had told him it looked like a 'chicken's ass'. Sasuke was also tall, while not as tall as either Fugaku or Itachi he still towered above most people. Itachi looked more like their Father, tan and rough skinned although he was nowhere near as large as the imposing figure of the Uchiha clan head. It was a fitting image for their leader and the village's police chief, and he had held the position for years.

Soon, he would hold it. There was no way Itachi would be allowed with his current criminal record and so the next heir—himself—had no choice but to follow in his sire's footsteps, and he had to admit he wasn't sure if he could live up to it. In the worst case the council would have to elect someone else to take the position but he would not give it up so easily, not if it would make Fugaku proud of him. He was not a child, but some of his goals had still remained intact over the years.

Sasuke's thoughts were thrown into the back of his mind when he felt his Father shift slightly in front of him, and he lowered his head once more when he felt his Father's eyes all over him, as if examining him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his gaze lock onto his left shoulder—where he had been impaled just a few months ago by Orochimaru's Kusanagi.

"Your injury, how does it feel?" Fugaku asked Sasuke, who was taken aback by the uncharacteristic question. He grunted in reply.

"It's still a little sore sometimes, I am sure if Tsunade were here she could have healed it completely...but Sakura has come a long way, and managed to do a half decent job in patching me up." Sasuke admitted, and Fugaku frowned.

"Thats Lady Tsunade, Sasuke." He boomed and Sasuke rolled his eyes, unseen by the older man. He and Tsunade had become acquainted lately and he was shocked to find that his Father actually approved of Tsunade as their hokage. Usually he would find out their shortcomings and judge them on all of their flaws, but it so happened that he liked the most flawed hokage the village ever had; at least when it came to sake and gambling. Sasuke found it ironic really.

"Ah, my apologies...I am so used to just sitting around in her office with Naruto all day and I guess we had been using each others names so casually that I lost the habit of referring to her as such." He apologized and his Father nodded, finding the answer was enough for him.

"So, this Sakura...she has become quite the shinobi I hear. I spoke with her and her family the other day when I picked up flowers for your mother at the flower shop. They seem to be quite an organized and decent family..." He mused and he saw his son suddenly tense. Fugaku was aware that Sasuke knew where he was going with the conversation.

"Yes, she's quite talented...she's come a long way since her days at the academy, she may have improved even more than Naruto has and that's saying something." Sasuke couldn't hide the amusement in his tone and it didn't go unseen by his Father, who chuckled in return; once again surprising the younger raven.

"Indeed, that Naruto...I used to have nothing but a bad feeling about that child. But fortunately he proved me wrong and is slowly but surely living up to his Father's name. He is still a bit empty-headed but he has the right intentions for this village. But I am getting off topic. Have you ever considered yourself and Sakura a possible match?" The return to the subject caused Sasuke to remain silent, not knowing exactly what to say. "Of course, your mother is always asking because she's curious if she will have any future grandchildren." Fugaku covered up his own curiosity, although at his wife's expense.

'Shit, what am I supposed to tell him? That his youngest son and heir likes to sleep with men? Well, at least I PREFER men, not that I haven't slept with a woman. He would kill me! Relax, just lie. At least for now. I will tell him when the time is right, and besides they still have Itachi for grandchildren. There isn't a woman in Konoha who wouldn't bare his children.'

"No, but I will consider the possibility. If any woman would interest me, it would be her." Sasuke lied, hoping his Father would drop the subject. Fortunately he did, but not without eyeing him suspiciously as if he had known that Sasuke had outright lied to him.

Fugaku averted his eyes, finding that he had lost his material to converse with. He needed to reach out to him, somehow and so far all he had been doing is avoiding the subject. The tension between them felt huge now, and he knew he had to do something. The room suddenly felt stifling and underneath his usual robe his skin felt hot.

"Yes, she has complete faith in her abilities, as does Naruto...they don't question themselves at all." He paused, suddenly feeling a little confident in himself he continued. "I remember a time when you were like that...my son. Tell me, what exactly happened that changed you?" He risked, and Sasuke's reaction was one of surprise as his head raised, their eyes meeting directly for the first time. Sasuke quickly averted his gaze, both dumbfounded and ashamed at the same time.

"I..." He raised his right hand and rested it on his left shoulder where he reminisced on his battle with Orochimaru. He had nearly been branded with the cursed seal again, and when he had fought the snake off he had nearly been killed. But not before he had watched Naruto fall in battle, in fear that he had been murdered just as their squad members had. In the end they were lucky, but he had never really gotten over it.

It had been all his fault. His selfish desire for revenge had brought his team into an unnecessary battle and he had gotten half them killed, and nearly lost his best friend in the process. The snake was responsible for almost all that had went wrong in his life, and he let himself get worked up and that was precisely what the cunning sannin had wanted. He would stop at nothing in order to gain the Sharingan. He looked to his Father, who suddenly looked as if he had an idea what he was feeling, but he said nothing of the sort.

"When I said I was worried, it was not about the mission...come here." Fugaku motioned with his hand, and Sasuke... although confused; obliged. He shifted himself forward, moving across the hard wooden floor on his knees before he reached his Father, who shook his head 'no' and stood. He offered a hand to Sasuke, who looked at it was if it were something completely foreign. Slowly, he took it and his Father's hand closed over his own.

He felt a warm tingle in his body as he felt his Father's larger, rough hand close around his before he released it when he was finally on his feet in front of him, forcing down a feeling of a surprised disappointment. He looked up slightly to lock eyes with the older man, who motioned towards the hall as he left, Sasuke closely following him until they reached the familiar sight of Sasuke's own room. They entered, and Fugaku pointed to the bed.

"Sit." He demanded authoritatively, and Sasuke knew the tone. He was to do as he was told, so he did so and sat down, resting his feet flatly on the floor. He felt the bed shift as his Father climbed on top as he moved behind Sasuke, once again resting on his knees as he was seated close behind him. Sasuke didn't understand what he was up to, and he managed to gain the courage to question his actions.

"Father? What...?" He never finished his question as he already recieved his answer when both Fugaku's hands rested firmly on top of his shoulder blades. He heard him sigh deeply behind him. Sasuke tensed when he felt the heavy palms roll back and fourth a few times, getting a good grip. His Father's hands were strong, they could crush his collar bones with little effort if he really wanted to. The fact he was touching him so gently made him feel out of place.

"Just relax, that shoulder of yours obviously needs it. We've nothing better to do anyways. I hate to admit it but when your Mother's gone I find myself bored, perhaps you will keep me company." Fugaku offered and Sasuke dumbly nodded, careful not to refuse and upset his sire.

This had been the closest he had ever come physically to his Father outside of sparring. His hands felt empowering, and a feeling of bliss washed over him as he felt his Father's hands begin to move at a steady pace. This was his chance, his chance to actually understand Fugaku, and he would not waste the oppurtunity no matter what the situation involved. Besides, by the way his Father was starting to massage his shoulders in earnest he could tell he would enjoy it.

"So, you feel guilty then...or do you feel weak?" Fugaku asked abruptly, and Sasuke shivered. He was so close he could feel the older man's warm breath on the back of his neck, the small hairs standing completely on end. He fought back a moan of contentment as Fugaku's hands shifted pattern, making him untense his shoulders and relax them completely in surrender. "Thats right, just relax...am I doing alright?" He asked, leaning forward to get a view of Sasuke's expression, his eyes closed with a look of content on his pale face.

"Perfect." Sasuke said before sighing in relief.

"I was once your age, believe it or not...I was alot like you, while not as good looking of course." He praised. "You really do resemble your mother, I am sure you have many people fawning over you."

"Don't remind me..." Sasuke said out loud, forgetting that he even had.

Fugaku didn't mind as chuckled quietly. He increased the area of which his hands were working. He considered himself to be quite talented at this by now, Mikoto had often requested it, claiming she loved the way he used his hands. Sasuke seemed to enjoy it as well, so he put all of his effort into the action with a renewed confidence.

"I guess it's a little of both. I almost got us all killed...and at the same time I feel like I was too weak to have possibly been able to do anything..." Sasuke nearly whispered. The bed shifted again, and his Father paused for a moment as Sasuke realized he was going to shift closer. Fugaku awkwardly proceeded with placing his legs around his backside and extending them down to the floor, his feet resting next to Sasuke's. He was now fully seated behind him as if they were on the same bicycle, and Sasuke felt a little awkward as well. It seemed too...intimate. His face flushed as he realized he couldn't fight the stirring of his lower regions, his dad had no idea what this was doing to him as he took his mind off the impressive bulge pressing against his behind.

"You know, you really had nothing to be so worried about."

"What do you mean, Father?" Asked a now confused Sasuke.

"I may have paid more attention to Itachi back then...but now you understand why right?" He replied and Sasuke turned his head looking back at Fugaku who had craned his head to also view him. Sasuke thought for a moment, distracted by the way his Father was looking at him. Even if it was his Dad, Sasuke couldn't help but feel an uncomfortable attraction to the man. He was breathtaking, and he suddenly knew why he was chased by girls all the time. Apparently the apple didn't fall far from the tree.

"Hn, but still..you could have—"

"I was only so involved with our clan and Itachi's mission because I was afraid of what your future would hold...Sasuke. If things had turned out the way we all thought they would, Konoha would not be as peaceful as it is right now...I know what I was doing was wrong, but this was the Uchiha's future we were talking about." He stopped for a brief moment, noticing Sasuke's eyes widen as he began to grasp the revelation.

"I did not want you to grow up in that environment...feeling like a captive in your own home. Especially if another war broke out. Your brother has already seen some of the cruelties of war, and I would not allow my next child to see such things. Even if I had to eliminate everyone else of authority in the leaf but us to do so, I would do it all if it meant keeping you and our clan safe. Fortunately it didn't come to that and we are on good terms again. We did not have to risk anything."

Sasuke took the information in as he slowly turned his gaze away, once again staring at the floor when he realized the truth behind Fugaku's actions during that period of time. The confession awoke something in him that he had never really felt for his Father before. This feeling wasn't something fake that he daydreamed about as a child, it was all real.

Sasuke's body jumped slightly when he felt his Father's large arms encircle his torso, drawing him into a strong embrace. His whole body was burning and he was beginning to sweat, he had never been so nervous in his life. He was so warm, and Sasuke fought back the amazing feeling of fullfillment he got when he knew that he had gotten such a response from his Dad. Fugaku then nuzzled the top of his head softly, placing a small kiss on top of his scalp, noting his hair smelled of forest from the mission he had just got back from a few hours earlier.

Sasuke slowly began to inch himself backwards, his back resting against his broad chest as a small smile made it's way to his lips. The feeling of Sasuke giving into his embrace had been awakening Fugaku's own desires as he began to inch his head lower while he mentally screamed at himself to stop. He wasn't blind and he knew his son was attractive, but it wasn't only the physical appearance of his son that drew him in, he wanted to comfort him; somehow make him feel better. It was purely innocent as of now, he didn't need to go further.

"Well, I guess your forgiven then." Sasuke smirked before he made to get up, but before he could take his leave he felt his father's arms tighten, his hands locking and drawing him back down into his chest. He gave a surprised yelp, but relaxed once again anyways as Fugaku chuckled huskily as he massaged his abs with those skilled hands of his.

Sasuke's body jumped a bit when he felt his Father's chin rest against the top of his head once more, and he nuzzled him playfully before nibbling his ear. His relaxed state quickly turned to one of excitement when he knew his Father possibly wanted to take his affections even further, and he knew that it was wrong but he didn't care at this point, and apparently neither did the Uchiha patriarch.

"Itachi was the oldest, and took on the most important duties and most of my attention...but you will always be my youngest, the one I worry for..." He trailed off as he stroked his son's cheek gently. Sasuke had no idea where all this was coming from, it seemed like a dream. This couldn't be the man that had raised him, strict...cold...unfeeling. But now his opinion had completely changed within the last few minutes they had shared with one another.

He felt...happy. He had not been happy in a long time, and even if their actions right now was looked down upon by many, his body just moved without a second thought. Unconsciously, Sasuke offered his neck to him. Fugaku inhaled sharply, fighting against himself but eventually giving in as he nuzzled his head lower, grazing Sasuke's neck with his cheek. Sasuke moaned softly, encouraging him further and he obliged, knowing what he was doing wasn't natural and it wasn't his intention to begin with; he couldn't stop himself. He was so close to Sasuke now, stopping would only distance his child once more.

'Not again, if this is what we have come to...then so be it. There is no turning back.' He thought as he felt his cock stir underneath his clothes, hardening slowly as it began to feel strained.

"I want you...Sasuke." He breathed huskily into his ear, and he heard the younger man respond by taking a sharp intake of breath. "Are you willing to give yourself to me?" Fugaku whispered as he kissed his sons neck, the pale flesh feeling so soft against his lips. He got a low whimper in response. The lack of words only confirmed his answer, as no doubt Sasuke too was feeling guilty about his desires that Fugaku now he knew he had. His mind began to wander, and he wondered if Sasuke had ever thought of him...that way. It was only natural, he was his Father and all sons admired them, even sexually in some cases.

'God this is my Dad...but he's so...Fuck! I want him...before today we barely even spoke to each other and how I want to sleep with him..but god I want it bad...' Sasuke thought guiltily, admitting to himself that masturbating to his Father felt nothing like the real thing. He had found himself unnaturally attracted to Fugaku ever since he had entered puberty but he had tried to ignore it. The image he always used was the one of his Father. He felt guilty every time he did it, but at the same time it got the most reaction out of him. Even when he slept with guys his age, it was Fugaku he would imagine pounding him hard, looking down at him with those dark, lust-filled eyes....

"Fuck...Dad, please...I need you..." Sasuke whispered harshly and Fugaku grinned as he nipped teasingly against his neck, pleased that Sasuke had given him such a decisive answer. He was free to do as he pleased now, but he was slightly frightened of hurting him. He would certainly be at a crossroad if Sasuke had never been with a man before...he wasn't sure if he was the proper man for the job, but another side of him wanted him to be. He was his Father of course, he didn't want some pervert to take advantage of the younger man. Besides, in the Uchiha clan it wasn't completely repulsive to have relations with another family member, they were all the same clan of course.

Uchiha men were very possessive, but he couldn't help it.

"Have you...done this before?" Fugaku questioned as he continued his ministrations on the smaller ravens neck. In between small gasps the youth nodded, and Fugaku was a little surprised to say the least, but at the same time he was happy which brought another feeling of perverted guilt.

"Hn..I have...I...didn't think you'd accept it..that I was into guys as well." Sasuke admitted as his eye's widened, his father was seated directly behind him so he could feel his arousal poking his backside and it sent a jolt of excitement up his spine. It felt hot and huge, and he wanted to be able to experience all of it.

Fugaku laughed against his collarbone as he bit it gently before suckling on it roughly. "I prefer men sometimes myself Sasuke...Uchiha's are very...sexual creatures if you had not noticed." He smirked devilishly as he licked at his neck one last time before leaning backwards, a frustrated and impatient sounding groan could be heard from Sasuke and Fugaku decided to speed things up a little.

His hands slowly lifted off Sasuke's shoulders, before he spread his arms out one at a time and slowly let his maroon robe drop carefully behind him, reading Sasuke's body for any sign of rejection as he once again wrapped his arms back around him, his naked chest rubbing against the fabric of Sasuke's jounin vest. Sasuke sighed in content. He couldn't help but feel the slender but hard body beneath his son's uniform. He couldn't hide his excitement as he tightened his hold, hugging Sasuke to his chest when he realized that he had completely given himself to him.

Fugaku honestly didn't know what he was getting himself into, but it was working. And it felt good, to be able to hold Sasuke in such a way met all his expectations in forging a bond with his once elusive son. He had finally gotten ahold of him, even if it was in an unexpected way. He brought both hands to the green jounin vest, sliding it off Sasuke's lithe frame before he made quick work of his black uniform underneath, now leaving his son half naked like he was. Sasuke's perfectly sculpted shoulders came into view, and he frowned when he noticed a large scar on his left shoulder blade.

He lowered his lips to the scar, kissing it softly. Sasuke shuddered in Fugaku's hold before he felt himself harden fully, causing him to moan in discontent at the lack of friction. So, he began to struggle out of the iron grip so he could turn his body around, much to the surprise of the now shocked looking Fugaku as Sasuke finally managed to wriggle himself around, adjusting himself impatiently so he had his backside seated on Fugaku's thighs as his legs circled around his Father's waist.

"Fuck..." Sasuke cursed when he had a full view of the older man's upper body. It had looked even better than he imagined.

Fugaku's tanned body was beautiful. His chest was broad and thick, hard as a rock. The large arms supporting him in place were no different and despite his thought up images of his father in his mind, only a single scar ran across his pectorals and it only enhanced his want for him even more. He lowered his slender fingers to the well-defined abs and he felt his Father's muscles tense under his touch.

He smirked. Fugaku matched it with his own. Other than the frown lines Fugaku had, Sasuke knew he did not look his age at all and he wondered if he would look like such when he was his Father's age. His Mother wasn't lying when she told him that she had gotten lucky when she met Fugaku. He used to doubt it, but now...seeing a side of his Father he had never encountered before he knew she was right. No matter what situation, Fugaku always emitted a strong aura of authority and power.

"Hn. So, I take it you have no problems then...?" Fugaku interrupted his thoughts.

Sasuke responded by crushing his lips against the older's, but it was expected as Fugaku fought back with force, reminding Sasuke who clearly was more dominant as he thrusted his tongue hungrily into the youths wet hot mouth, completely exploring it as Sasuke moaned as they clutched one another in a deep embrace, Sasuke rolling his hips to cause as much friction as possible. Fugaku sensed he was eager, and smiled against his mouth as he used his right hand to reach inside Sasuke's pants, grasping the hard length with a calloused hand.

"Ah..!" Sasuke hissed as he pulled his mouth away, groaning when Fugaku stroked it slowly as he kissed hungrily at the pale flesh of his son's juggular. He broke contact to use both his hands to rip the pants from the younger man, who gasped in surprise as he was fully exposed in his Father's lap. Their eyes locked and Sasuke saw nothing but lust reflected in Fugaku's eyes and it he wondered if his looked the same.

"I need you to know, after we begin I won't be able to stop...are you sure you want to go through with this?" The older man asked as he used his thick fingers to stroke along the hard length before him. Sasuke wasn't overly large, but he was above average and it was a perfect length for him he decided. The elder man hoped to god Sasuke did not want to stop, he had not been this horny in years. His son rested his head on his shoulder, nodding. He let out a deep sigh before he firmly grasped his son's erection, now pumping it in earnest, marvelling at how responsive Sasuke was under his ministrations.

"Oh fuck..." Sasuke grunted as he rolled his hips in timing with his his Father's strokes. Thier lips locked once more and Sasuke found he enjoyed the way Fugaku tasted. He tasted of tea and tobacco and he wished it would last much longer than he knew it would. As eager as he was to taste him, he wanted to feel the hard erection pressing inside his ass even more.

"Well, your young...I suppose you will be able to let go several times tonight, no harm in getting an early start." Fugaku chuckled as Sasuke felt his two large palms cupping his ass, lifting him as he turned them over so Sasuke fell back onto the bed with the dominant looking form of his Father looming over him, rubbing the large erection Sasuke knew existed beneath his pants. He watched him lower his head towards his exposed groin, his warm breath tickling the head of his cock as he slowly took the head into his mouth.

"Hnnn...Dad...I.." Sasuke moaned and Fugaku stopped for a moment. 'Dad.'

He had never called him that before, and he found the he quite liked it despite feeling like a dirty old pervert. He resumed his actions, only this time he intended on taking it all into his mouth and bringing Sasuke to a quick early release.

Sasuke cried out, not believing that the man who gave birth to him was about to suck his cock and he was enjoying it more than anything else he had ever felt. Fugaku slowly eased more if his length into his mouth until Sasuke's entire erection had vanished. He held it in in for several moments before letting it slide out of his mouth and Sasuke was crying out in bliss while clutching desperately at his Father's scalp, grabbing hand fulls of his dark locks. He had never experienced such an amazing blow job before in his life. All his previous encounters failed in comparison to what his Father was doing to him.

Slowly, in and out he continued to engulf the entire length and Sasuke wondered just how much experience Fugaku had with men. His cock was covered with a layer of his Father's saliva now and the slurping sounds emitting down below as he sucked him off only furthered his pleasure as he neared ever closer to his explosive orgasm he knew he would have.

"Dad...i'm so close, don't stop please.." He begged and his Father hummed around his length in return, focused entirely on getting the job done as he felt his sons balls begin to tense in his hand as he cupped them, rolling them around with his fingers in hopes of bringing Sasuke to orgasm much faster.

He got his wish.

"Oh, fuck! Aahhhh!" Sasuke arched off of the bed, an eruption of come spilling into Fugaku's mouth as he swallowed the entirety of his son's sweet release. His powerful arms held Sasuke's hips firmly down against the bed so that he could continue to swallow the remains of the impressive orgasm. Sasuke squirmed beneath his hold as his he neared his end, causing him to feel the most amazing sense of relief he had ever felt in his short life.

He watched fondly as the older man did not release his cock after he had come, instead he slowly lapped up the remains that had escaped him earlier. Fugaku looked up and fought down a feeling of disgust when he realized he had just sucked off his youngest son, and he had enjoyed it. Sasuke noticed his troubled look, and sat up.

"You regret it...don't you?" He questioned his sire, not recieving an answer at first. Finally, Fugaku shook his head 'no' after he thought it over for a few moments. It was wrong, he knew that but it felt right. And, frankly...he was sick of following all the rules.

"No, I don't. I quite enjoyed it...now, shall we continue?" He responded as he stood to his full height, Sasuke's eager eyes lowering to his groin. He chuckled and briefly wished he could be young again when everything was that exciting. He began to drop his pants and he swore that Sasuke's eyes were going to pop out of his head.

"Go ahead. I know you've been waiting." Fugaku offered and Sasuke wasted no time in falling to his knees in front of him, neverously grabbing the waistband of his Father's pants as he lowered them slowly, his large erection finally springing fourth, freed at last. Fugaku sucked in a breath as the cool air surrounded his length, but it was quickly dismissed when Sasuke neared his cock, replacing the cold sensation with his warm breath.

Sasuke couldn't believe how amazing Fugaku's cock looked. It was uncut and certainly the largest he had ever encountered, and not only in length. Like the rest of his Father, it was impossibly thick and he wondered how he would ever receive the large organ. He also noticed that it was the first time he would be experiencing an uncut partner, and it intrigued him. He licked his lips anxiously.

"I'm aware that I am a little large—"

"A little?" Sasuke smirked and Fugaku flushed for the first time in years.

"Just do your best, I am sure you will do fine." He assured and Sasuke nodded, refusing to back down.

Sasuke hesitated slightly before wrapping his long, slender fingers around the girth and Fugaku grunted, already responding to the soft and youthful touch. The younger man slowly peeled back the foreskin as he stroked it slowly, feeling it harden even further under his hold. He eased his mouth forward, taking the first few inches into his mouth.

"Yes...thats fine, your doing well..." Fugaku ground out as he grit his teeth, amazed at his own response. He felt like he was young again and he was getting his first blowjob, Sasuke's inexperience came as an excitement to him. He felt Sasuke roll his large balls between his fingers, and he was amused at how eager his son was.

His Father's assurance boosted his confidence as he took as much into his mouth as he could, increasing the pace as he listened to Fugaku's lustful moans from above him, telling him that at least he was performing well.

Fugaku wanted so badly to thrust his hips forward, but he didn't want to choke Sasuke or make him feel uncomfortable so he decided to prepare him for the main event as he pulled Sasuke's head away abruptly, the younger man fighting down a feeling of disappointment as he looked up to his old man.

"Hn...whats wrong?" Sasuke inquired and Fugaku just laughed quietly, pulling him up to his feet.

"Nothing, if you kept going I was sure to come all too soon...and I am not young anymore, my limit is once or twice. Now I am going to take you, and it might not be so gentle. I'm afraid you will need much preparation." He admitted gruffly as he turned Sasuke around before pushing him back down onto the bed on his stomach. He hovered over him, his left hand lowering to gently stroke the smooth surface of his backside.

He used his other hand to reach over and open the small box on his nightstand, and Sasuke's eyes widened when he realized it was lube. He really was going to fuck him, and Sasuke couldn't be more excited.

"There we go, now just try to relax...I will start off slow..." He reassured his son as he covered his hands with the substance, haphazardly tossing the bottle of lube onto the floor, uncaring of where it landed. He slowly eased one finger inside, finding that it seemed easy enough as Sasuke responded with a pleasured moan.

So, he decided to start with two instead which got a little more reaction, but Fugaku knew Sasuke could handle three. So, after a few more thrusts of his fingers he finally insterted a third, reciecing a pained gasp.

"It will be alright.." Fugaku reminded him as he lowered his head, kissing the smooth lower back before him. He slowly scissored and thrusted his fingers in and out, finally deciding that it was time.

"Are you ready?"

"Hn..."

He slicked his erection, stroking it lazily to bring it back to life before lowered himself slowly, his tanned stomach resting against the pale back of the younger man. He was amazed at how different they were, yet so much alike. He buried his face into his hair, kissing his scalp a few times as he lined himself up, inserting the tip in slowly and he gasped at how tight Sasuke was, it was incredible.

"Hnnn...more." Sasuke groaned, eager to feel the thick length inside. Fugaku obeyed, and slowly inch by inch he inserted himself, feeling Sasuke's body quiver beneath him, trying his best to receive him. Halfway inside, he slowly pumped in and out a few times to help make it less painful, and it seemed to be working. After he had gotten used to it, Sasuke began to cry out in ecstasy into the pillow, muffling them properly.

"God, your so tight..." Fugaku hissed harshly against his ear as he then latched his teeth onto it, but only gently. He moaned loudly when he had buried himself into the tight channel completely, Sasuke nearly screamed.

"Fuck! Too...huge.." He buried his face into the sweat soaked pillow and Fugaku remained buried inside to the hilt, giving his entrance time to adjust.

"Forgive me..." Fugaku whispered.

"Hn, it's fine now..."

He heard his Father sigh deeply before pulling out slowly and then slamming back into him at full force. Sasuke muffled his cries of pleasure as now Fugaku was pounding into him hard, but at a slowed pace. He knew he had hit Sasuke's spot several times now, and aimed to do it more as his son couldn't hide his cries of passion now as Fugaku's heavy balls slapped against his lower ass.

"Yes, right there! Faster!' Sasuke couldn't believe the words spilling from his mouth, he never thought in a million years he would his composure so easily. He had never been filled so completely in his life in the rare occasions that he bottomed for anyone.

Fugaku sped up his pace, fucking him literally into the mattress and it felt incredible, thoughts of regret never even crossed their minds now as Fugaku used his left hand to turn Sasuke's head, catching him with a loving kiss that made Sasuke's heart pound. They were sweating now, and Fugaku lifted himself up onto his forearms as he drove down into Sasuke hard.

"Dad, I want to see you.." Sasuke bit out, fighting his release. Fugaku slowed, understanding as he wanted to see Sasuke's face as he reached his end as well. He lifted Sasuke, crushing their lips together as he placed him onto his back, making Sasuke wrap his legs around him.

Fugaku started at a rough pace again, feeling Sasuke's heels digging into his backside as he plunged deep inside, not forgetting to hit his spot to bring fourth his son's second release. He wrapped a large hand around his sons length, stroking in time with his thrusts and Sasuke was nearly screaming now, aching for the ability to come.

"Ah...!" Sasuke cried out after a few strokes of his cock, his mouth spewing fourth a string of curses as he erupted, his release spilling out across both their stomachs. Fugaku never saw a more beautiful look in his life as he watched him. He felt his balls tighten and his cock twitch suddenly, catching him off guard completely.

Fugaku exploded, a thick stream of his semen spurting into the tight heat as he let out a choked shout, before collapsing against his son's sweat-slicked body, a deep groan emitting as they locked mouths, their bodies still getting over the aftershock of their ends. He could feel his Father's essence leaking out of him, but he didn't care.

They stayed in each others arms for a long time, before Fugaku pulled out his soft member, rolling off of Sasuke and drawing him into a deep embrace, kissing the top of his head softly.

"Fogive me, my son...but I can't say it was not incredible...because it was." He murmured, and Sasuke just buried his face into his chest.

"I forgive you...for everything." He whispered. Fugaku's eyes widened.

"Everything...?"

"Hn, everything."

"What we did was...wrong, your aware of that."

"Yeah, but I don't care."

"Hn, always the rule breaking one..."

"Hn, and your now the perverted one."

"I can live with that."

-

Mikoto Uchiha crept down the hall to her youngest son's bedroom, poking her head inside to find the relieving sight of two of the three men in her life curled up together, and she silently thanked her husband for getting through to Sasuke. She knew they were closer than ever before now, but she still felt a little ticked off about Fugaku's methods.

"He could have took him out to spar or something, that horny pervert!"

A/N: Just HAD to throw that ending in there...lol. So thats the end, let me know your thoughts and possibly your flames, which I won't care about ^^ if you guys like I can do a longer, multi chaptered fic about this pairing or if your into Fugaku like I sorta am, I don't mind...

Fugaku paired with someone else, like Minato? Let me know your suggestions!