Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Addicted to jealousy ❯ The Discipline ( Chapter 1 )

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By: Pappi
Itachi brings home his new uke and Sasuke immediatly becomes envious, Itachi distracts Sasuke with him charm and *cough* seduction after sparking Sasuke's temper. Can Sasuke earn some ownership?

Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.06.2008 | Updated On: 05.06.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Work In Progress

Addicted to jealousy
 
ch 1
 
Naruto laid in the possessive arms of his prior aggressor. He rested quietly, trying not to think of the recent abuse that had been inflicted on his ass. It was a wincing pain, but he was warm. No matter how he thought of it, it was the best thing that ever happened to Naruto.
 
Being fucked by Itachi.
 
He had beaten then dragged Naruto back to his home, drugged him and hours later, when Naruto was conscious, penetrated him in many ways. It wasn't his virginity. Jaraiya had long since claimed that. It was the sheer pleasure, heaven on earth, the god of sex. Itachi was pretty, gorgeous even, Naruto had admitted before, but now he was more.
 
Naruto should had been angry, taken advantage of by this older male, put in chains and penetrated, morally deflowered and role-played. Naruto went along with it.
 
Here he was, four days after being stolen by him, Naruto finally laid in the afterglow. Itachi catching his waist lightly around his arm and sleeping lightly. His lips were still plump and swollen from what he had performed on the younger adolescence.
 
Naruto slowly shifted from his position, aching used body finally finished, so Naruto got up and tried to figure out how to leave the room. There was an unlocked door, upon opening it there was a knock. Slowly opening the door, the sight to be seen. “Ita....... “ And then there was Sasuke. Viewing the unaware naked Naruto, gloriously standing at his brothers door. Naruto had been looking for Sasuke when Itachi had taken him. Right now Naruto couldn't care less. “ Oi, Sasuke. What's up?” He answered and Sasuke stood in awe. Unconsciously gawking and Naruto's lower half. “Sasuke” he started, grabbing his attention from the other part of him, “do you have any coffee?” Naruto finished sternly, sounding like a seductive angelical god. Sasuke nodded in response, leading Naruto towards the kitchen.
 
Once they reached the cooking place, Naruto instinctively found coffee and started performing the task.
 
“Naruto, three years ago when I left, I knew I would see you again, that you would try to retrieve me, I didn't expect to see you naked in my house.” Sasuke said nervously, barely swallowing his spit. “Well, I didn't expect to see you naked in your brothers house.” Naruto retorted hysterically.
 
Yes, it was true, Sasuke, the greatest ever shinobe of the Uchiha blood line had been so busy groping Naruto in his head, he forgot that he was naked. Naruto had not however been studying the incredible figure. One dirty sex-angle who pounded him uncontrollably was all Naruto could take at one time.
 
“Why are you here?” Naruto eyed, watching the obvious change in the others expression. “ I learned the truth about Itachi, I came here to be with him before he could completely destroy himself. He just wanted to protect me.” Sasuke's eyes showed a tale of sorrow, Naruto handed him a mug of coffee. He watched the warm liquid enter the young Uchiha's begging mouth. The Uchiha was eyeing him, raping him in his mind, undressing Naruto's already visible form.
 
Sasuke, being with Orochimaru so long, had taught himself benevolent control over his body. Something about Naruto though, it made his stomach stir uncomfortably. Naruto heard footsteps coming from behind him, seeing the erotic and voluptuous older male from behind him. Naruto calmly placed his coffee back on the counter (he actually threw it madly behind him) and swathed the Uchiha with his legs, demanding with his eyes “I want more” Naruto necessitated, pushing Itachi with all his weight.
 
Slowly, the older man grinned mischievously and carried the wanting client back. Sasuke was, aroused, to say the least. He was absolutely ready to explode, not that living with the single hottest man alive was enough, now his childhood crush, now an exquisite fucking hot man were fucking. In the next room over. He could watch, join them. `Itachi never had any objections to me joining before' Sasuke smirked but quickly threw the thought out of his head.
 
Sasuke headed back to his room, he didn't turn on the TV or read a book. He listened, to Naruto moaning, emitting Itachi's name and scratching his aggressors back. With the Sharingan he could see it, his erection was growing harder.
 
Immediately Sasuke shook his head, opening his eyes again and realized he had fallen asleep. All the blood that had rushed to his head hours before still making him dizzy. “Fuck” Sasuke whispered harshly, noticing the mess from... “ I did not just dream about Naruto” he ushered.
 
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Itachi slid out of his room, leaving the blonde uke to bask in he aftermath. He slid open the younger adolescence's door, noticing Sasuke was not there. He wandered hopelessly around the house, finally deciding from the low murmur of the upstairs TV that that was where Sasuke must be.
 
“Sasuke?” Itachi inquisitioned, opening the door quietly not to startle his goal. “Sasuke,” he said again after noticing his questioning stare “come, take a nap with us.”
 
Sasuke was irritated, hating the wanting feeling, and hating the need to be asked. “ I know you want to try out my new uke. You can, this once, he is still tied up after all.” Itachi finished, waiting for his annoyed ototo's response.
 
“Fuck you, why are you doing this to him?” Sasuke retorted fashéd by the whole situation. “You never had a problem with sharing before, not with Sabaku no Gaara, or how about when I brought home the root member, you were quite feisty with him. You were practically on a rampage with Sasori an......
 
“Shut the hell up, if I wanted to take Naruto, don't you think I would've tak.....
 
“ Or when you begged Deidara to do you, or.....
 
 
“ You're just jealous because I fucked him first!”
 
This sparked Itachi's ever growing interest, moving toward the younger Uchiha.
 
“Stay the hell away from me!” He screamed now his superior pushing him back against the table. Itachi put both hands on Sasuke's shoulder and pushed him into the sitting position, looking below with playful eyes. “ Well?”
Itachi remarked penetratingly. Sasuke sat, waiting for his infliction of pleasure, of discipline. Itachi, still holding Sasuke by the shoulder, Sasuke naked and Itachi clothed in only his black leather garmet, tauntingly, moving his hips, luring the younger male. “ Sasuke, suck.” He bit off the last word, venomously, and giving a malicious jeer.
 
The ember unlit room left Itachi's face visible, naked
Sasuke below, watching his conquerer closely, “discipline me, sir.” Sasuke smirked. Yes, from time spent with Orochimaru Sasuke had fetiches. Many of them.
 
Sasuke unzipped him, and taking it into his mouth, knowing his way around. He gave Itachi smutty bites, Itachi grabbed handfulls of Sasuke's hair, falling into the safe haven, firmly pushing Sasuke in farther. Itachi bent down to Sasuke's level and let his tongue sinfully play around Sasuke's collarbone, then repositioning himself, allowing the younger adolescence to continue.
 
Sasuke earned himself a moan and continual grunting from his owner, working around Itachi's cock and leaving red trails of nips. He curled his hands around Itachi's waist and hoisted him in farther. Another load moan emitted from the older man. Sasuke dug his finger nails into his masters back, scratching his marvelous ass, forcing Itachi into him. He tried to earn a noise, earning his own pleasure, grasping his freedom.
 
Itachi was scratching at Sasuke and biting his lip to stay quiet. Sasuke kept going, embodying Itachi's dick, keeping like that. He couldn't help it, it had to be then. Itachi couldn't help himself moaning loudly and whispering Sasuke's name, pushing his head farther and the younger scratching the superiors low back. “Finally” Itachi gasped after finishing, Sasuke no letting a drop do unswallowed. His legs were shaking, and rezipping his leather get-up, Itachi left, leaving Sasuke unresolved, unfinished and alone in the lowly lit room.
 
As the younger male stared unwittingly at the wall, wanting more. More discipline, compulsion, more restraint, more compelling it. He wanted Naruto.