Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Prodigy ❯ Pain Is Pleasure ( Chapter 18 )

The Prodigy

Chapter 18

Pleasure Is Pain

Once he was done with a very nice warm shower with Itachi, Sasuke was thrown onto the bed after being toweled off. Itachi flipped him over, so he was face down on the mattress and his aniki ensued to sit on him backwards. Itachi massaged the globes of Sasuke's ass in front of him and then popped open the lube he had grabbed off the nightstand.

“What are you doing, niisan?” Sasuke asked, firmly or tried too.

“I'm getting you prepared.”

“For what?”

“For your day of cleaning.”

“That involves lube?” Sasuke squeaked.

“Yes… and a butt plug... Maybe some nipple clamps. I haven`t quite decided yet.”

Sasuke paled and stared at the headboard in shock. His brother wasn't really going to do what he thought, was he? Sasuke started squirming frantically, trying to pitch Itachi off of him. The man was too heavy and Sasuke realized, he was just wasting his precious energy. He had a feeling he was going to need as much of it as possible if he knew his brother. Which he did. Really well.

“Itachi, get off me. I don't want to do this. You can't make me.” Sasuke hollered, on the verge of panicking.

“Okay. Then I'll go call Neji and see if he wants to practice for the championship.” Itachi snapped.

Sasuke stopped all movement and laid there, almost dead like. Even his breathing had stopped. He hated that Itachi could use that against him. But his brother was right. The reason why he was doing this was so Itachi wouldn't touch Neji anymore, so he had to stick to his part of the agreement. He would do whatever was required of him to be with his brother.

Itachi stared down at his limp brother. Slightly surprised when the boy quit the fight. He almost felt bad for using that ultimatum… almost. But he wanted this badly and he needed to get Sasuke use to this kind of treatment and fast. He was running out of time and he needed to beat Orochimaru this year. His club was at stake.

He squeezed some lube on to his fingers watching some fall to land on his otouto's delectable ass. He ran his lube covered finger's along the boy's crack and then slipped two fingers inside easily. Sasuke made a noise of discomfort and then moaned as his prostate was hit with surprising accuracy. Itachi stretched his brother thoroughly before slipping another finger in with the first two. His own dick starting to harden at the sight of his fingers disappearing and reappearing in that amazingly tight hot ass that belonged to his baby brother.

Sasuke couldn't help the moan that slid up from his chest, through his tight throat and past trembling lips. He shut his eyes tightly as he found his body moving on it's own, in time with the thrust of those long strong fingers. His body starting to shake with the intensity of the delicious satisfaction rolling over his body like molten lava.

Itachi slipped his fingers out of the heat of his brother reluctantly. His free hand reaching for the lube he had placed back on the bedside table. He used the other hand, that had been occupied a moment ago, to reached for the butt plug. He poured the lube onto it. He didn't care that he was getting lube all over Sasuke's ass and thighs, which rolled down the boy's pale flesh to absorb into the bed's sheets. They could always be washed later.

He was really enjoying the noises his brother made as the cold lube landed on the heated flesh. He spread an ass cheek to the side exposing the quivering hole and slowly pushed the plug into it in slow increments. Sasuke let out a hiss of discomfort, but not pain. As soon as the toy was lodged into the boy, Itachi started to message the boy's skin to help him relax. He didn't want Sasuke to be in pain, just pleasurable agony.

When Sasuke started moaning in time with his needling, he moved off of the boy and stood by the side of the bed. Sasuke laid there for a long time, before moving. Itachi watched Sasuke's face twist into a grimace as he sat up.

“You expect me to move around with this lodged in my ass?” He muttered, a little embarrassed.

“Yes.”

Itachi opened the dresser drawer that was across the room and pulled out two items. He moved back to Sasuke side and placed them on the bed. He then knelt in front of Sasuke and took a nipple in his mouth making Sasuke moan loudly in pleasure as the boy's fingers threaded through his hair, making him shiver in his own growing excitement. His hair had always been one of his biggest weaknesses and one of his turn ons. Thank god, no one had figured that out yet. But he usually never let anyone touch his hair. Only Sasuke and he still didn't understand why he let his brat of a brother have that privilege.

His right hand went to the nipple that wasn't getting a wet slobbery tongue bath and pinched at it, almost brutally. Almost like punishment for touching his hair, but he still didn't stop the boy from doing so. It just felt way too nice to make a big fuss over it.

As soon as both nubs were standing at attention, Itachi moved away and advanced to place the nipple clamps onto the peaks making Sasuke wince in the process. He then stood as he threw the pink apron at the boy's face.

“Put that on.”

“What? Shouldn't I get dressed first?”

Itachi rolled his eyes in displeasure. He really needed to teach this boy to be a proper pet or Sasuke was going to make him look like a incapable Master in front of his own club. He couldn't have that. It had taken him a long time to get the kind of respect he had at the club and he wasn't going to let some punk of a kid, brother or not, destroy that image for him.

“You need to learn to stop questioning my orders, pet.” He said in a hard deadly voice, as he grabbed Sasuke's chin in a tight painful grip. “If you don't learn to curb that tongue, I will most definitely punish you. It will not be as pleasurable as the last few times have been. So you decide, but I will not hesitate if you don't start listening to me. Put. The. Apron. On. Now.”

Sasuke didn't question his aniki again. Itachi had never used that tone of voice with him. It was terrifying and he really didn't want to test his brother's resolve. He quickly slipped the apron over his head, which looked like something out of a gay cooking show. It was a light pink, with all the frills and bows. It was hideous and most degrading, but he would rather wear it then see what would happen if he didn't.

“Here's a list of things I want done before I get back. You will have two and half hours to accomplish it so you better get busy.” Itachi ordered as he started to get dressed, even though it was quite difficult with the erection that he was sporting at that precise moment.

“I can't finish…” Sasuke fell silent at the look on Itachi's face.

“Oh yeah.” Itachi said before slipping his shirt over his head. “Change the bed and wash the sheets.”

With that said, Itachi disappeared out the door. Sasuke stared at the list with a scowl. He really hated Itachi more then anything right now. The list was absurd and he had no clue how he would finish it. Maybe if he didn't have a fucking butt plug shoved up his ass and his nipples burning in agony he could do it. But now, both his mind and body were preoccupied and he had to function on cleaning.

1- vacuum living room, hallway, and bedrooms

2- clean kitchen

3- clean bathrooms. That includes toilet, sink, and tub, foolish brother.

4- do my laundry and your own.

5- make dinner for when I get home so I can eat.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. This really was sad and he knew Itachi was loving every fucking second of it. He moved to stand on his feet and found them to be the consistence of jelly. He couldn't even hold his own weight and ended up on the floor. His knees hitting the floor first and in the process, jarring the butt plug. It slammed into his prostate and he let out a cry of surprised pleasure. He let his forehead rest against the carpet and exhaled hard as he let the convulsions of strain take over his body. The butt plug was just long enough and placed just perfectly to rub constantly against that bundle of nerves no matter which way he moved. He was already feeling weak and sweaty from just trying to stand.

There was no way he was going to make it for two and a half hours. Especially if he had to be moving relentlessly the whole time. Itachi moved back into the room staring down at him. He glared at Itachi, which turned out to look more like an angry pout. Itachi just raised a thin eyebrow and said nothing.

Sasuke looked away feeling a little hurt that Itachi didn't care at all for his discomfort. He rather shakily pushed himself off of his knees and to his weak legs. Placing a hand of the mattress to help support him until he was able to fully hold his weight on his own two feet. He glanced at Itachi again and could tell that his brother was contemplating something.

“Take making dinner off the list. I'll bring something home when I'm done.”

Itachi moved around him and opened the bedside table drawer. He rustled through it for a moment. Every once in a while stopping to consider and then continued on his search. He finally pulled away and came toward his baby brother.

“Lift up your apron, Koneko.”

Sasuke was about to protest, but that look was back in his aniki's eyes and they had bled into the sharingan. Sasuke looked down at his feet, actually thinking about defying Itachi. He was in enough sexual anguish and if he was correct on what his brother was now holding, he would be in sexual pain instead.

“Lift it now, pet.” The tone was ice. No feeling or emotion.

Sasuke slowly lifted the apron and then his brother's hand was sliding along his straining cock. His knees started to shake and a heavy moan slid out of his mouth as his eyes slid shut in pure bliss. God, he wanted to cum so fucking badly and the touch of his brother's callus flesh was so exciting. All he needed was two more times of those hard yet steady pumps and his cum would be littering the floor.

Suddenly, a tight ring was clamped over him and he let out a cry of surprise and torment. He was right. It had been a fucking cock ring and now he was convinced that his brother was a sadistic fucking bastard. He was going to tell him as much too, but Itachi sealed there lips in a hard scrupulous kiss. Tongue thrusting into his mouth cutting any protest and turning him into a sweaty, panting, horny mess. Like he wasn't already on a fast track to being that way. Itachi just had to speed the process along. Yep, the bastard was most undeniably a fucking sadistic.

The kiss was long, deep and mind numbing. Itachi kissed the same as he fucked. Hard, intense, and consuming. Sasuke melted into the kiss his own tongue battling in a sensual dance as feelings of lustful butterflies fluttered in his stomach. He heart slamming painfully in his ribcage. The kiss was wet and sloppy. He could already feel the saliva leaking from the corner of his mouth to his chin. It was so hot and Sasuke had no complaints until his brother pulled away, running the rough thumb pad along his bottom lip, wiping away the saliva that still held their lips together.

“Have fun, baby otouto. I will see you in a couple of hours.”

With those words spoken, Itachi left the room and Sasuke was left in painful arousal and self loathing. Did Neji ever have to go through this or was Itachi purposely making this hard on him? Whatever the answer was, Sasuke really was humiliated and embarrassed and most of all so fucking horny he hurt in places he didn't realize existed.

Itachi walked into his restaurant and glanced around the crowded room. It was always like this. People loved this place. Not just for the food, but also for the atmosphere. Itachi made a point to find the most laid back, happy go lucky people to work for him. He also tried to keep Sishui's authentic feel to the place. It had always been the main attraction.

He felt a sense of sadness at the thought of his cousin. He quickly pushed those feelings away. He had bigger fish to take care of then the ghost of his past. He made his way to the office. As he got to the closed door, a moan exploded through the confined room, making Itachi frown in irritation. If Genma was fucking in his office, he was going to kill him.

He debated on just leaving them alone, but he really needed to get this stuff done and get back to Sasuke. He needed to get the boy use to this kind of stuff, but if he left Sasuke alone for too long he could really hurt the boy and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

So he wasn't going to let Genma's privacy prevent him from getting his shit done, so he could go back to his baby brother. He pushed opened the door with enough force that it banged against the wall. It wasn't that he was angry. He just wanted to make sure to get Genma's attention without having to speak. It was just way too much energy consuming to talk to the man, especially when he was on pervert mode.

What he saw was not what he was expecting. He was thoroughly prepared for two naked men, fucking on his desk. What he found was Genma, fully clothed, on his knees sucking off a fully clothed Hayate. Itachi raised a thin eyebrow in mild surprised. Apparently, Genma really did love Hayate. Genma never sucked anyone off.

Genma looked up surprised and Hayate quickly covered himself in immense embarrassment. He also scrambled off the desk, turning away from Itachi until he was presentable again. Genma, on the other hand, just flashed his award winning smile.

“Why, Itachi, what do I owe to this visit?”

“What the hell are you doing, Genma?”

“I was sucking off my boyfriend.” Genma answered nonchalantly.

“Okay, let me rephrase this. I forgot how dense you can be. Why are you doing this in here?” Itachi responded in mild annoyance.

“For shits and giggles.”

“You did not just say that.” Itachi stated.

“Say what?” Genma asked distractedly.

“Shits and giggles.” Itachi said flatly.

“Yeah. Why?” Genma asked confused.

“Get out.” Itachi ordered, utterly bored with the conversation already.

Genma didn't take offense as usual. He just grabbed his lover's hand and they left the room. Itachi shut the door after they left and quickly did the paperwork he had originally came to do. He had already made a stop at the porn shop to get all the toys and other things he was going to need for Sasuke's training. He was running short on time and decided just to do what absolutely needed to be done for tomorrow, so that he could hurry home to save his brother from getting a bad case of blue balls.

He was really hoping that he read his brother's body well and the boy was strong enough to withstand this much time fully aroused. With training, Sasuke would be able to last days without getting blue balls. He just needed to work Sasuke up to that point. As long as he teased his otouto every single day and got him off every single night. Sasuke should be able to pull off the finals against Orochimaru. At least, Itachi hoped he could.

Sasuke wouldn't be able to tell anyone how he managed to get everything done on the list. Well, almost everything. All he had left was to vacuum. Well, that's what he'd be doing if he wasn't leaning against the wall, sweating profusely. Sweat rolled down every inch of his flesh in big salty drops. Body shaking horribly, and limbs sore, weak, and unsteady.

His prostate was overly abused and his balls hurt so fucking badly that he was actually debating cutting them off completely so that he would never have to go through this kind of pain again. This was all Itachi's fucking fault and after Sasuke got Itachi to fuck him all night long, he was going to cut his older brother off for a very, very long time.

His nipples didn't hurt as much as they throbbed and were overly sensitive. He really didn't have much problems with them unless they were jarred or bumped. Then they just fucking hurt. He couldn't wait to get the damn things off. They were just a huge hindrance. He had bigger things to worry about. Like the plug in his ass and the ring around his straining erection. He really hated the older Uchiha at this moment.

He tried to push off the wall to make it to the vacuum cleaner that was directly across the room from him. No such luck. He ended up falling back against it, squeezing his fingers into tight fists against the surface he was crippled against. His body was on fire, his breathing was harsh and uneven. He muscles were so sore from the tension of coiling yearning. He really wasn't going to be able to finish the list unless he got himself off.

He was seriously contemplating doing just that, until the front door burst open and Itachi gracefully entered the room. The beautiful man observed the place and then dark endless eyes landed on to him. He had never been so happy to see his brother in his entire life as he did at that exact moment. Until four words filled the room and sealed his fate.

“Did you finish everything?”

Sasuke was done. His strength was gone and all he could do was melt to the floor. His back pressed against the wall as he slid down it in vanquish. A cry of need exploded from his lips as his ass hit the floor, making him pant heatedly. His eyes sliding close from the force of feelings flying frenziedly through his body.

“No.” He barely got out of his parched throat.

Itachi watched his brother with a powerful look.

“What haven't you done?”

“I haven't…vacuumed… can't….” Sasuke trailed off, too aroused to even form sentences.

Itachi raised a thin eyebrow. He had to say he was stunned. He had made the list, knowing that Sasuke wouldn't be able to finish it. The boy certainly surprised him though. Sasuke had done twice the amount that Itachi thought he'd be able to carry out.

“Please… Need you… badly… can't take… much… mor-”

Itachi was pulling Sasuke up into his arms and carrying the suffering boy toward his bedroom. He was so fucking hard since the drive home, it had been difficult to concentrate. But to find Sasuke like this and begging to be fucked.

Well, he was only human. He could only handle so much before his own instincts kicked in and right now they were kicking his ass. Telling him that he needed to fuck the shit out of his brother and then praise the boy for his strength of mind, body, and willpower.

The boy had proved to Itachi that he could take a lot of physical abuse and pleasure before cracking. Itachi wouldn't have expected anything less from an Uchiha. But it being his own flesh and blood made him so giddy it was almost preposterous. Anyway, enough of that. Right now, his mission was to give his brother the best fucking orgasm of his life. Itachi was more then willing to accept.

TBC………..

KITTY- OH MY GOD! I AM SO SORRY. MY INTERNET GOT DISCONNECTED AND I HAD TO PAY THE BILL. SO POOR LITTLE OLD ME WAS WITHOUT THE NET FOR ALMOST TWO WHOLE WEEKS. I AM SO VERY VERY VERY SORRY. BUT I JUST GOT IT REACTIVATED TODAY AND HERE'S A CHAPTER FOR ALL YOU WHO HAVE BEEN WAITING OH SO PATICENTLY. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND ONCE AGAIN. I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO VERY LONG. IT WON'T BE AS BAD FROM NOW ON. JA NE!