If Itachi were female, Pein would be quite the farmer. But, as it was, Itachi had no soil for Pein's seed to take root in, no field for the crop. But Pein didn't seem to care. He pounded into Itachi with reckless abandon, moaning lowly as his cock was enveloped in heat. Itachi looked up at his sweating face, engorging himself on his lover's godlike features. He let Pein do all the work- Itachi himself had just came back from a mission and was tired. But this was worth it. Itachi sighed as he came, his own seed wetting his stomach. Pein came as well, groaning, and Itachi could feel every pulse of that long cock inside him as it released its load. There was quite a lot of it. Maybe he should become a sperm donor. Then Itachi thought about twenty little Peins running around, and quickly changed his mind. Pein was a good farmer, but not that good a farmer.