Warning: This chapter is sexually graphic… consider yourself warned

Chapter Fifty Three

Once again, Sasuke found himself in Orochimaru's hideout. It was dark, dank and smelled horrible. He could see himself, talking with Orochimaru, being questioned by him. He felt the disgust and repulsion roll over him as he heard the question that Orochimaru asked him, and knew the answer before his memory-self gave the answer that he would regret giving for years after.

"You do not like women?" There was a sliver of humor in Orochimaru's voice. It was one of the very few times Sasuke had been completely alone with him.

"No." Sasuke shivered at his own answer. He knew it was true, but Orochimaru hadn't needed to know. "They are disgusting."

Orochimaru had smirked. "So, you like men then?" That smirk. That fucking sick, disgusting smirk. Watching the memory play out from the sidelines, he felt sick. Now he knew what was behind the smirk, and he would have given up almost anything to go back and stop the next few events from happening.

"I don't like anyone." Sasuke heard his younger-self reply. "I simply find them attractive." He was so calm, so collected, so fucking oblivious.

No!!! Please!!!! Make it stop!!!!! Sasuke pleaded silently to his memory as Orochimaru stood up, smirking wider than ever.

"I too find male's attractive." Orochimaru slipped behind the younger version of Sasuke, and both him and the present day Sasuke shuddered. "There are many who think it is shameful, but I see no shame in it." He ran his long tongue over the young Uchiha's cheek, causing the boy to jump and try to push away. But Orochimaru grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer.

"I will show you." Orochimaru whispered in his ear, ignoring the shudder that once again wracked the boy's body.

"I don't want-" Sasuke's words died in his throat when Orochimaru's tongue ran over the curse mark on his neck. He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut as the disgusting, wet organ danced around on his skin, sending shivers continuously up his spine.

Orochimaru smirked again, pulling Sasuke to his feet started to pull the clothes off the boy.

Don't just let him Damnit!!!! Sasuke was still unheard as he watched the clothes drop to the floor. You'll regret it!!!! I REGRET IT!!!

Sasuke trembled as Orochimaru's cold hands glided over his bare chest. "So beautiful."

Orochimaru shed his own clothes and pulled the unmoving boy to him so their bodies were pressed together. Sasuke bit harder into his lip as he felt the taller man's erection poking into his stomach. That disgustingly long tongue was inching its way down his chest now, and those cold hands were firmly grasping his waist. Still, he didn't struggle.

The tongue suddenly lifted off his body and returned to its owner's mouth. "There's a small problem here." Orochimaru whispered dangerously. His icy fingers suddenly wrapped around Sasuke's still limp penis, making the boy gasp. "How do you expect this to work if your not aroused?"

Sasuke wanted to puke. He had lived this memory over and over too many times in his dreams, and he couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand seeing himself not struggling against the disgusting fiend.

The tongue replaced the fingers, and unwillingly, Sasuke found himself becoming hard as it slowly pumped him, while both of Orochimaru's hands slid over his chest again.

"Good." Sasuke shivered again at the voice in his ear. "Now… I want you to fuck me."

Sasuke's eyes widened, and he tried to jerk away, but Orochimaru dug his fingers into the boy's waist and held him close. "If you don't, I will fuck you. I will fuck you hard. I will hurt you. And I will ruin you. You're too perfect to be ruined."

This time Sasuke bit his lip so hard that blood trickled down his chin. Orochimaru smirked and let go of the young Uchiha. "I'm glad we have an understanding."

Sasuke was fighting back the tears now as he watched Orochimaru turn around and drop to his hands and knees, turning his head and looking at him expectantly. Sasuke swallowed hard, and nearly fell to his knees in place behind Orochimaru. His hands found their way to Orochimaru's hips on their own accord, and he aligned himself, hesitantly pressing his penis to Orochimaru's opening. The man made a noise of annoyance, and Sasuke thrust in as hard as he could, wishing nothing more than extreme pain for the man on his hands and knees in front of him.

Much to his satisfaction, the growl the escaped Orochimaru's throat was just as much from the pain as it was from the pleasure. Without waiting, he instantly pulled out and slammed back in, just as hard. What little fingernails he had were digging into Orochimaru's hips. He continued thrusting in as hard as he could, hoping he was causing as much pain for the man as the disgust that was building deep in his chest.

The disgust deepened infinitely when Orochimaru moaned deeply. Sasuke noted with even more disgust that the man's tongue had snuck down and was now wrapped around his own penis.

Sasuke watched the tears falling down his face, the tears splashing onto Orochimaru's back along with the blood from his bit lip. Every time he saw this, every time his dreams were haunted with this memory, he became more revolted. By the sick creature, and by himself.

Orochimaru moaned loudly as he came, his muscles closing tightly around Sasuke and causing the boy to come. Still, not a single sound passed Sasuke's lips.

Orochimaru let himself collapse onto his stomach, stretching languidly. But Sasuke got shakily to his feet. He grabbed his clothes and quickly dressed. He had never felt worse. He felt dirty. He felt used. He felt violated. But mostly, he felt ashamed.

Orochimaru didn't say anything when Sasuke ran off. He simply rolled over and smirked at nothing in particular. To Sasuke, it looked like he was smirking at him as he watched the memory fade and he opened his eyes and saw his darkened room.