Hurt Me
Story # 0055
by Kaline Reine

Disclaimer: I don't own the Naruto series, it belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

NOTE: This fic is a gift for Mashmarro Kitty for being a great friend. She's written 2 things for me before and they were really awesome. So I am returning the favor. Lol. I don't know how many chapters this will be, but I'm trying.

WARNINGS: This fic contains graphic lemon, adult scenes, yaoi, shounen-ai, shouta, and incest. It is rated this way for a reason.

Chapter 3:

After that night, Sasuke had wondered why Itachi left him so suddenly. It didn't seem right for him to just leave.

Itachi always said such confusing things to his younger sibling. A much older Sasuke still remembered, for instance, when he had been led to believe that tickling hurt. He had also been shown that pinching could feel good. At first he hadn't wanted to believe Itachi. But the slightly older male had shown him. He couldn't be a liar.

He was thinking about all of this, when he walked home. He'd just got back from a party that his friends had thrown for him. It was his Eighteenth birthday, and he hadn't seen Itachi all day.

They had an unusual relationship, as brothers. Sasuke knew it wasn't normal to make out with your older brother. Words like 'wrong', 'gay', and 'incest' kept flashing through his mind. But that didn't change the way Itachi made him feel. It that pleasurable sensation that ran down his spine, the excitement that he felt whenever they– Well, they had never gone further than kissing. Yet.

Part of him always wondered why they didn't. But then he would reason with himself. Itachi was his brother. It may not have been right for them to kiss, but to do anything more would be just plain wrong! Kissing was one of the ways they showed affection. But he had convinced himself that it was brotherly, and nothing more. He even liked it when they played the tickling game. Strangely, he liked it even more when they played the pinching game. They had a new habit now. He would tickle Itachi and Itachi would pinch him until they both lost it and the whole thing would end in a hot makeout session.

He told himself it was just how they expressed their feelings. Yet, he couldn't help that strange, fluttery feeling he would get in his stomach from it. Sasuke couldn't name the exact emotion…

'Forget it.' He told himself for the thousandth time.

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He let his thoughts escape him, when he finally made it home. The party had taken a lot out of him, and he was very tired. All Sasuke wanted to do was lay down, and have a good night's sleep. But when he got home, he noticed that all the lights were out.

'That's strange… Itachi sleeps a lot, but he is usually still up at this hour. And he doesn't have to work tomorrow… He must have gone to bed early, for some reason.'

He had to use his key to get in the front door, finding it locked. That was strange. But his key let him in, so he shrugged it off. He walked at a brisk pace, until he ran into something. It was the coffee table. The house was pitch black, and he had to make it across the room before he reached the light switch. His eyes swimming across the black room, still adjusting to the absence of light, he thought he spotted a figure.

"Where have you been?" The voice seemed to come from all around him at once.

"N-niisan… I'm sorry. My friends threw a party for me."

"A party?"

Sasuke felt his throat suddenly tighten up. Why was Itachi acting this way? "Hai, a-a party. For my Eighteenth birthday."

Itachi smirked. "How could I forget my dear Otouto was turning Eighteen today? How foolish of me…" He paused, licking his lips. He was every bit the predator people made him out to be. "Why was I not invited?"

"I didn't know there was going to be a party, Aniki. No one told me. It was a surprise… A-and they… well I guess they forgot about you."

"I'll see to it," He hissed through clenched teeth, advancing on Sasuke's confused form in the dark. "That you never forget about me again."

Sasuke felt crowed all of a sudden, the warm heat from his brother's body sending chills down his spine, despite the warm air of the night. He felt himself being backed against the wall of their dark house. He didn't even know which wall it was, by this point. He was confused; disoriented. That much was clear.

Things spiraled out of control from there. They had kissed each other before, made out even, but this was different. Sasuke could feel something else coming from his brother this time. It felt different, dark, and sinister even. Something wicked was transpiring between the two of them. And he panted from it, as their breaths mingled together. He froze when a hand slid around to the back of his neck. He could just barely detect the faintest hint of the smell of fresh nail polish.

"Since when do you paint your nails?"

"Since tonight, little brother. Tonight is going to be fun.. For both of us."

An evil smile graced Sasuke's features then. Fingers went to work, searching, tickling Itachi as much as he could. His face remained impassive, but he knew it was working because of the way Itachi's muscles would twitch every where they were touched. Sliding his fingertips gently over the skin, he admired his brother's body.

Itachi was strong. That much was obvious. The very thought that he would allow him to touch him like that excited Sasuke to no end. He'd always made Sasuke fee special, whether he knew it or not. Sasuke was the only one Itachi would play these games with.

He let out a sigh when he felt Itachi take their game that much further. He pinched Sasuke's nipples, earning alight moan, as he usually did lately. Itachi chuckled evilly. The poor boy just didn't know what he was in for.

Letting out a growl, he took the boy's lip between his teeth, biting into the skin. Sasuke gasped at the pain, and tried to keep his eyes from watering. He whimpered, silently begging his big brother to let go. But that didn't happen. Itachi's tongue dove between his teeth, almost daring him to bite down. But Sasuke didn't. He moaned, leaning into the kiss and enjoying it.

"I-itachi!" They had to break apart for air. His voice had gone rough, onyx eyes swimming with lust. It was like Itachi stole his very breath away. Little did he know that he did the same.

"Shhh… I'll take care of you. Let Nii-san make you feel good."

Even those words had come out in a sultry purr. Sasuke tried to think about their meaning. But before he could figure it out, Itachi was all over him. Now he was using his teeth to pinch him. This was new. He'd only done it a few times… It made his breath hitch every time he felt his older brother's teeth, lips, or tongue come into contact with his skin. It was purely erotic.

Hungry red-black eyes flashed up at him, in the darkness. Sasuke was being pressed even further against the wall. A hand was creeping up his thigh, and he gasped. Was his brother going to… touch him?

No. No, that was insane. They had done this a hundred times before. Why did he feel so uncomfortable now? It wasn't like it was any different from their normal brotherly games. Was it? He noticed how Itachi's hands shook with pent-up… lust? No, not lust. But something. He just didn't understand what was going on. The hands on his body felt very good but… They were hurting him less today.

"Aniki…" He panted, already out of breath again. "What are you doing?"

Itachi just paused, to look up at him, as he sat back on his heels on the cold floor of their hallway. He didn't say anything. He wasn't sure if it was because he didn't want to, or just that he couldn't. But either way, Sasuke still had no clue. He did notice that his older brother's face was level with his crotch, band that was a little weird, but…

That was when he felt it. There was a hand on his erect manhood. It was throbbing in Itachi's grasp, and – wait…

'How did he… When did I… get so turned on?' Sasuke knew he was hot for his brother but he had no idea the feeling was mutual. He had genuinely believed that it was just brotherly affection. 'How naive…'

But it wasn't just the way he was being fondled and touched. It was the cruel gleam in Itachi's eyes that held his attention. He wanted to see what he was doing, but it was to dark. All he could do was feel.

Feel the way his brother's hands felt, sliding so smoothly against his skin. Feel what it was like for someone to hurt him and at the same time, pleasure him. Feel the way it felt for Itachi to lose control… Everything felt so delicious. From the hands on his skin to the warm, wet tongue that was now lapping gently around his navel, and moving down from there. His breath hitched when he realized where his brother could end up. Was he really going to…?

His question was answered, when all of a sudden, Itachi became fierce with his movements. He yanked Sasuke's pants off, nearing breaking the zipper in his haste to unfasten them with his teeth. He took the delicious pink cock into his mouth, only o find that it was half-hard.

Itachi smirked. He would fix that right away.

"Nnnnh… Nii-san," Sasuke groaned, tilting his head back against the wall. He tried to ignore it, but he couldn't stop his body from reacting.

What the older Uchiha was doing to his dick felt good. But it was enhanced even more by the sharp grinding of Itachi's teeth across his shaft. He worked his head over and down, making sure to allow Sasuke plenty of contact with his lips and tongue. But also, there were his sharp teeth there to remind him who was in control, and to add that edge of danger that he knew that had both been seeking from the start with this. The younger one was moaning, lost to the pleasure.

"Have you ever let anyone do this to you before?" Itachi purred, before continuing what he was doing. The continued sucking made it hard for Sasuke to answer him. He knew it would.

"Ah-hhha! N-nooo… Never…" He gasped at the added pressure when Itachi bit down on his cock just a little. "Ooohhhh yes, just like that!"

"Hn."

Itachi got off him, and climbed back up to pin him against the wall. He'd felt that Sasuke was getting close to his release. And he couldn't have that. Not yet. Tonight was the night when it all came down to what Sasuke could handle, and what he couldn't. This was the night when his older brother would take him. And the best part of all of it was… He didn't even know it yet.

Silently, the older male pulled away from him. Before Sasuke could sink down onto the floor, curl up into a sobbing ball, and contemplate what they'd done, he felt a hand tugging at his member.

"Come with me," Itachi gave a harsh pull.

He led the teen through the darkness, using his cock as a leash to guide him. Sasuke wondered where they were going, but when he felt Itachi's thumb rub over his tip, it silenced him. The hall seemed so much longer tonight, for some reason. And more mysterious.

"Where are we going?" He finally managed to ask.

"My room."

The words were spoken so darkly; heavily, as if they meant so much, that Sasuke could not argue. He was quiet after that. He hadn't been allowed in Itachi's room since he was a kid! He couldn't believe this. He'd been curious about it for so long… Among other things. He was also curious as to just what Itachi was planning to do with him.

He found the answer frightened him a bit. He winced when he saw all the strange things scattered about the large, dimly lit room. There were ropes, chains, and other kinds of ties. That was the first thing to catch Sasuke's eye. Lit candles cast an eerie glow around the room, and he was grateful for that, at least.

"Did you forget to pay the power bill, Nii-san?" He asked, glancing backward at his brother, just in time to see him close the door and lock it. "Why are you locking us in?"

Itachi's breath was easing down his neck in a flash, making him forget himself. "So you can't escape."

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A/N: Okay, I was going to make this one just 3 chapters. But well… The next chapter is already longer than this one, and the story still isn't done. I promise, I WILL finish this story soon. And I haven't given up on yet. But it's taking more words than I thought it would to write it. I'm trying a little bit of a different writing style. I don't know if it shows or not… But recent reviews on my stories (not this one in particular but… well…) have made me want to do better with them. So I hope you enjoy it. I write not just for one person, and not just for myself, but for everyone.

-Kaline Reine