Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Void ❯ Space ( Chapter 4 )

WARNINGS: Yaoi, Shounen-ai, N/C, Abuse,Incest, Voyeurism,lemon(Very dark!)...

Disclaimer: Niiro does not own Naruto, nor any of its characters . . .

A.N. Okay . . . this is pretty . . . "out there,” for lack of a better word. It's basically incestual, homoerotic, semi-consensual, sex between a minor and his elder brother! Please don't read it if you don't agree with any of the warnings or aforementioned descriptions. The next chapter will summarize what happened so you won't get lost if you continue to read the story without reading THIS chapter. Heed the Warning. -Niiro
Chapter 4: Space

Sasuke could no longer feel his hands. His already bruised wrists were bleeding onto the handcuffs(that was securely locked onto the metal headboard of the bed). He couldn't take this anymore.

It was like every part of him was tightly bound and chained to prevent his release. And he meant that in more than one way. No, he couldn't release himself from this bed(that somehow had clean sheets every time he was brought down there) and he couldn't cum, for his cock was tied by a leather strap.

His neck hurt even worse from all the straining and screaming he had done, earlier. His back ached from being twisted and pulled in all different direction from time to time. His feet were asleep since he couldn't feel his ankles enough to wiggle his toes. And for Pete's sake, he couldn't feel his dick anymore! The head was turning purple and there was nothing he could do to relieve some of the ache!

The constant vibration in his asshole, kept pulling him from his thoughts, sending tiny shivers and shudders, racking through his thin frame with bouts of pleasure filled jolts.

It did nothing to help him keep quiet, knowing that the setting on the Vibrator was at it's lowest. To think he could practically feel every pore on his body spew flames, as the vibrator fluttered, sending Sasuke into small spasms of groans, and pleas.

It all felt so good and pleasurable . . . even the pain in the numbing cock, increased the pleasure, but nothing was relieving him. And Itachi didn't seem like he was about to let his dear Otouto cum anytime soon.

Sasuke felt some damage would be done, if he wasn't allowed to cum VERY soon.

He pleaded with Itachi 'til his throat hurt; asked and begged to cum. He promised to obey his Aniki's every wish, as long as he could cum, but Itachi was not to be fooled.

"You've made such promises to me before, have you not, Sasuke?" He asked; tone neutral, yet a hint of gloating could be heard.

Sasuke shook his head negative. "No. Please . . . Aniki . . . please let me . . . uhnnn . . . please!"

Itachi smirked, slightly. "Beautiful." He whispered, huskily.

Sasuke pulled at the handcuffs, again, chaffing his wrists more. "...hurts . . . "

Walking toward the foot of the messed bed, Itachi ran a delicate, pale hand down the inside of Sasuke thigh, gently caressing the creamy, abused-red skin. "In time Sasuke, you'll see what I do for you is for the best." Here, he pulled at one of the chains restraining Sasuke's ankle, placing the end of the cord over a hook, hanging from the ceiling.

This action forced one of Sasuke's legs to be pulled upward; the foot toward the ceiling.

The younger Uchiha cringed, shuddering as the vibrator nudged his prostate, insistently quivering against that spot deep inside him. God, if he could just . . .

"Ahhn! Please . . . don't . . . " He whined.

Itachi inched the vibrator up into his younger brother, pushing it continuously against Sasuke's protest, watching as Sasuke panted and writhed, trying to pull away from it, but pushing against it. It was rather sexy . . .

Sasuke couldn't . . . it was . . . too much . . . "Oh! Oh! A-ah! Aniki! Please! ...No more! Plea- . . . I can-can't-"He gasp, shuddering violently as Itachi grabbed hold of his cock. Just a few strokes were all he needed. And for that damn leather strap to be taken off . . .

"Like that, Otouto?" Itachi growled.

Sasuke nodded, fervently. "Please . . . " He panted, trying to catch his breathe; calm himself but failing miserably, "Let me . . . please 'niisan . . . l-let me . . . cum . . . I need . . . "

Itachi smirked, removing his hand from Sasuke's member, and reaching over to lift his younger sibling's other leg into the air, tying it up, identical to the first; foot facing the roof.

Sasuke grunted, squirming a bit more excessively, trying but failing, once again, to relieve the constant vibrating in his asshole. The damn thing kept . . . pushing and brushing and nudging up against his prostate!

"A-a-aniki? No . . . no more . . . please . . . jus--just lemme . . . " He tried to take a deep breath, "let . . . let me cum . . . "

Itachi feigned a thoughtful look, casting his eyes over to his helpless, bound, younger brother. "Hmm . . . Not today. As I've said before, Otouto . . . this is for your own good. You'll thank me one day . . . You'll see."

Sasuke did his best attempt at a growl, though it came out as a half-sob, half-moan. "S-stop . . . STOP SAYING T-THAT! ..."He wiggled his ass, trying once more to alleviate some of the pressure. It was getting harder to think . . . to stay conscious . . . he really needed to cum . . .

"Don't fret Sasuke . . . I'll relieve you in just a moment." Itachi smirked, looking down at his younger brother, than back toward the door.

***

Kisame pulled Naruto down the hall, watching ahead of him as Deidara spoke with Sasori, though the latter didn't really respond.

Itachi knew he was coming, that much he knew. Poor kid, he thought, referring to Sasuke. He, himself, had to deal with Itachi on a daily basis and that was like walking across a bridge of ice, above a pit of fire; every step you took was dangerous, and you could slip to your death just by mis-stepping.

But Sasuke . . . the littlest Uchiha had to deal with Itachi every waking day of his life . . . that was like . . . that was like walking ON fire, with a pair of gas-drenched slippers on. You got burned, no matter what you did.

How the hell did the kid stay in one piece? Alive? Unharmed for all these years?

The blue, shark-man looked over at his shoulder. He had to knock the blonde-haired kid, out. After spotting the Little Uchiha's pants on the floor, he flipped out. The blonde teenager was kicking, punching, and screaming trying to break free. He scratched and bit and Kisame had to let him go for a second(in order to tend to his bitten-and bloody hand).

But Sasori had stopped him. Thank Kami! Itachi would have killed him(literally) for losing that wild-foxy kid.

That left Kisame with few options: take a screaming kid down the hall, fighting and biting, or knock him out. He chose the latter, knocking Naruto over the head, then slinging him over his shoulder.

The poor kid was going to end up with a concussion if they kept hitting him like that.

Stopping at the door, which led to Itachi's location, Kisame set Naruto on the floor, slapping him awake. He wasn't exactly sure what Itachi wanted him to do with the blonde-brat . . . in fact, he wasn't exactly sure what Itachi was going to do with the kid . . . but from sounds Sasuke was making in there . . .

The Shark-man peeked into the room, only able to see Itachi standing at the foot of the bed. Damn. If that kid was in there, begging like that . . . and Itachi wasn't even touching him . . . What the hell was he going to do to Naruto? Someone whom he obviously hated?

Setting back to the task of waking the kid, Kisame tried his best to zone out the pleas of the dark-haired kid in the room.

***

Itachi tugged, gently, at the vibrator, moving it out a bit, before pushing it back in.

"Want more, Otouto?" He asked, his voice, an ounce huskier than it was earlier.

Sasuke panted, too tired to talk, he nodded his head.

Itachi closed his eyes a second, before opening them, focusing crimson eyes on Sasuke. "You'll have to speak, Sasuke. I want to hear it."

Sasuke closed his eyes tightly. He couldn't . . . "Please . . . "

"More . . . Louder, Sasuke."

Shaking his head slightly, Sasuke squeezed his eyes tighter. "Please . . . Aniki, let . . . "He gasped, feeling the vibrator pull out, "let me . . . l-let me cum . . . "

Itachi frowned. This was getting boring. Perhaps he was damaging Sasuke . . . Or maybe Sasuke needed a bit more encouragement.

Thrusting the Vibrator back in fully, and grinding it into his younger brother's prostate, Itachi narrowed his eyes. His erection was begging to be released just as much as Sasuke.

"Ahhn! M-more! Please, m-more!" Sasuke moaned.

Itachi pulled the Vibrator out. "Beg." He growled, motioning for Kisame to bring Naruto into the room, but not release him. "Beg me to fuck you senseless and let you cum, Otouto. Scream for me and all to hear."

Sasuke shook his head, 'no'. Something wasn't right. Itachi suddenly wanted too much. Begging? He . . . he was sure he was already begging. Fucking? Itachi did that anyway . . . Cumming? He was about to pass out . . .

Itachi grabbed hold of Sasuke's member, jerking it a few times, while listening to his Otouto cry out in pleasured-pain. "Beg, you fucking slut. Tell everyone how you want me to fuck you." Itachi spat out, pulling harder on Sasuke's cock.

Sasuke tried to crane his hips up to meet Itachi's hand, but to no success. "Please! , "He cried, "PLEASE! Fuc-fuck me, Aniki!" He gasped, feeling his brother's other hand finger his quivering asshole.

"Louder."

"Ahhh! P-please!" Sasuke whined. He couldn't take this any more . . .

Itachi smirked, climbing on the bed. "Come now, Sasuke. You could do better than that." He positioned himself over his younger brother, spreading Sasuke's raised legs, and climbing in between them.

Sasuke shivered feeling his brother's cock prodding his entrance. "Oh . . . "He arched his back, as best he could, "F-f-fuck me, Aniki, "He begged, "Make me . . . make me scream for you . . . Put it in, onii-san"

Itachi smirked, this was better.

He shoved his member deep into his younger brother, not sparing a second thought at the pained-cry Sasuke let out.

***

Naruto tried to pull away from the warm, hard thing behind him. He really didn't want to be so close to whatever this was. He slept in the nude, so it was okay when Sasuke cuddled clo-SASUKE!

Oh man, what the hell happened? Where was Sasuke?!

Blinking rapidly, the blonde-teenager, looked around the dimly lit room. He had to give his eyes some time to adjust but as soon as they did, he looked for his missing lover.

But upon spotting a bed, with a writhing, sweaty, and slightly erotic-looking Sasuke on it, Naruto turned his head away. As he told himself before: it was one thing to hear vaguely descriptive explanations of what Itachi did, but it was a WHOLE different thing to watch.

He tried to turn his whole body away from the crime, but instantly felt resistance. Looking up, Naruto spotted the blue chin, of none other than Kisame.

He growled. Why was this guy always around?!

Readying his leg for a quick kick, Naruto was stunned out of his plans, by a pained scream.

He snapped his head up, focusing his crystalline-blue eyes, on the bed. He watched with sickened horror as Itachi penetrated his brother, thrusting in fully, without giving Sasuke the time to adjust.

Naruto knew he was not an expert on sex, but he knew how to make his partner like it. And he knew you weren't supposed to just shove your way in there, and start fucking senselessly.

Wrenching his eyes closed, only to snap them open, after hearing Sasuke's pleas. Yea, he had heard Itachi order Sasuke to beg, and scream, but he didn't really think Sasuke would do it.

Naruto felt his heart drop into his stomach. Sasuke called out for more, and Naruto's heart dropped into his large intestines.

God, he couldn't stay in here . . . but Kisame had him firmly. And his body froze up. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Itachi pumping his engorged cock, deep within Sasuke's asshole.

He tried and tried to turn away, but Kisame was steadily walking closer to the bed.

He could feel himself getting hard. Just watching Sasuke pant, and groan, begging like a little cum-slut for release. It was a sexy-view to see. Even if it was wrong.

Naruto tried to cross his legs, to hide his indecency. But when Kisame carried him to the side of the bed, just beside Sasuke's flushed-red face, he could barely resist rubbing his clothed-cock up against the side of the mattress. (1)

***

"Scream my name, Sasuke! " Itachi huffed, thrusting violently into Sasuke's asshole. He gripped the frail hips, tighter, adding leverage. "Scream for all to hear! Let them know you're mine!" He hissed, biting down on Sasuke's neck, to help keep the younger in place.

Sasuke moaned incoherently, trying to shove his hips harder into his brother's. All this fucking wasn't helping him cum, any.

"Please . . . ANIKI! T-the str-ah! Take it off!" He yelled, so close to cumming.

Itachi pitied him, reaching down carefully, and pulling loose the strap. Grabbing hold of the base of his brother's member, Itachi held tight, forcing Sasuke to hold back.

Pre-cum leaked liberally from the bluish-purple head of Sasuke's cock, coating Itachi's hand lividly. This only caused him to thrust harder into the smaller body below him.

"Sasuke . . . " He growled. Sasuke would no doubt cum before him . . . but he wanted to hear his Otouto scream his name . . . he wanted Naruto to hear it, too.

Sasuke arched his back as far as it could go, making sharp keening noises in the back of his throat, at every thrust Itachi made. He met thrust for thrust, trying but failing to keep his screams in.

"Oh, shit . . . harder . . . ughnn! Ah . . . Aniki! L-let g-go! I-I'm g-gonna-AHH!"

Itachi smirked, maddeningly, thrusting more forcefully within his brother, faster, and with strength he didn't even think he could keep up much longer.

With one hand still securely perched on Sasuke's hip, and the other on his cock, Itachi fluidly started jerking Sasuke off, the pre-cum making the quick hand movements, easier.

"AHN!" Sasuke wrenched his eyes shut, trying to grasp something to keep him grounded. He could no longer feel the cuffs, and chains bounding him to the bed. He needed something more firm; something like Itachi's body . . . but he just couldn't reach . . .

"Aniki . . . ! I need . . . I-I-ca-can't---OH, FUCK! " Sasuke screamed, shuddering violently as his orgasm overtook him, sending him floating into a blissful euphoria, but not before he screamed his brother's name, wrenching his eyes open only to see Naruto, being held, beside the bed, by Kisame, with a look of utter hurt and pure shock on his face.

Sasuke paled, both from the eruption of pent of release and pleasure, and from the shock of seeing Naruto; knowing he had seen and heard him beg for Itachi to do those . . . things to him.

Naruto turned his head away.

Sasuke passed out.

Itachi smirked, thrusting shallowly a few times, before freezing up and cumming with a silent grunt, deep within his younger brother.

He smirked, looking over to the defeated, angry face of the blonde boy, then down to his brother, watching amused, as Sasuke's cum trailed over his stomach, and off the side, onto the bed.

Itachi motioned for Kisame to pull the kid out of the room. He wanted time alone Sasuke. No time like the present to mark him permanently.

***

Naruto landed with a soft thud, as Kisame dropped him. He didn't care to get up.

He had heard everything. All of Sasuke's screams didn't fall on deaf ears. He heard his love, begging, screaming, and crying out for more. Heh . . . Sasuke had even screamed Itachi's name when he came.

Naruto was sure that it was something only reserved for him. It wasn't like he didn't care that this was all forced on Sasuke, and that Sasuke couldn't force the pleasure he felt, away. It was simply the fact that Naruto was angry.

Angry with himself for being helplessly unable to free himself from Kisame, and stop Itachi from violating Sasuke in front of him.

Angry at Itachi for being the fucking, disgusting bastard he was, and making Naruto watch as he took his own little brother.

And as much as he hated to admit it, Naruto was angry at Sasuke . . . for begging and screaming Itachi's name like the little whore, Itachi wanted him to be . . . (2)

***TBC***

A.N.-This didn't turn out how I planned. It was supposed to originally(in my head) be complete and utter rape(Itachi raping Sasuke), no Sasuke begs, and Itachi fucks . . . but this is how it turned out. Sorry if you don't like it, but I hope someone enjoyed it . . . I mean, technically its still sex . . . just incestual . . . slightly forced(only half way, though) sex . . . Anyhow . . . Please review, and I hope you enjoyed this.

Next update . . . POSSIBLY in two weeks(July 3), but I might update sooner, because July 3rd is WAY too close to a national holiday, for me . . . And I got fireworks and food to buy. (Then I got to get to a get-together a few HOURS away . . . ugh.)

Special thanks, again, to Karasufor Beta-Reading. And Tessafor ALL you're reviews. You reviewed on AFF and FF, and that makes me REALLY happy to know you follow my story so closely. Thanks!

(1) my bed is big! The top of it reaches to about my hips . . . and I'm 5'4. (short . . . but so what!) Technically since they're in Japan, they should have futons . . . but this is an AU . . .

(2) I've learned from experience that when you haven't experienced something for yourself, you can't FULLY understand[it or] what someone, who has experienced, feels. In this case, Naruto is angry, yes . . . but in his anger, he can't comprehend why Sasuke did what he did, beg like he had, and so on.

No, I haven't experienced what Sasuke is, but it's the same with love or an abusive relationship(those, I've experienced).

-Niiro Yuuyake