Chapter 12: Denial is a dish best served hot

Special shout out to HeartSNS for beta proofing. And for the guest who took the time to write a really long, detailed review/critique.

Check out the song "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails to get you in the mood for this chapter. (It's so hot, and so Sasuke in this story) ;)

Warnings: This chapter contains non-con and dub-con elements, homophobic language, explicit public sex, and manipulation. I do not condone any of the sex acts in this story or the way the relationships are formed. It's just fantasy.

The sun was setting, temperature warm with a cool breeze on a Friday night. The spring air was as fresh and crisp as the newly bloomed leaves and lush green grass. Not that Sasuke was taking any notice of the damn weather. His dark eyes were locked-on, like a sharpshooter with a mark, on that perfect ass wrapped tightly in spandex like a Christmas present. Mouthwatering, like a juicy steak dinner at his favorite diner. The tempting out-of-this-world mounds of flesh bouncing and flexing, just begging to be devoured, worshiped, and split opened and fucked.

Sasuke sighed and shifted uncomfortably on the hard metal bench.

"Look any harder and you'll burn a hole in the back of your brother's head." A nudge to Sasuke's side brought his attention back to the present. He side-eyed the female companion. "What's up with the two of you anyway? You're staring at him like a piece of meat. And Suigetsu? He's not talking to you anymore, won't even tell me why. What have you done this time, Sasuke?"

"Do you know what I like about you the most, Karin?" Sasuke asked dryly.

"My flawless skin? Charming personality? Voluptuous curves? How bout, because I'll always love you and be by your side..?"

…

Raising a brow, he added. "You know I'm gay, right?"

"A girl can always dream," she batted her eye lashes flirtatiously.

"Right…" Sasuke's sighed, his smooth voice turning cold as he continued. "What I like most about you is your ability to mind your own goddamn business."

"Ah, I see I've stuck a nerve." Karin pouted. "Don't you dare bitch at me, Sasuke Uchiha. I'm the only friend you've got left, thanks to your ever charming, fuck-off personality." Her voice stern and demanding. "I'm just worried about you is all. And before you say anything, you're a big boy and can take care of yourself, I know, I know. But you've gotta let someone in that thick skull of yours some times. You don't have to go through this world all alone."

Shit, was that what she thought of him? A lone-wolf bastard?

Her words came to him as a surprise. She was a friend, but they were never that close, or so he thought. Karin fawned over him for years before reluctantly giving up, finally realizing that Sasuke would never be interested in boobs or vajayjay. But here she was, reaching out to him and he reacted like an asshole. A flutter of guilt sank heavy in his stomach. An image of Gaara's loaner face flashed in his mind. He really needed to work on being nicer to the few who were close in his life.

Softening his features, Sasuke eyed his friend curiously. "Umm…thanks, but I do have Naruto and Kakashi and Iruka. I'm never alone. Sorry for mouthing off on you, it's a sensitive subject that I'd rather not talk about." He nudged her side playfully, his tone much softer than before. "We cool?"

"We're cool," she beamed. "You know…if you ever want to talk about it I'm all ears. God only knows you could use a woman in your life, even if it's only to share gossip." Winking at Sasuke, "You are constantly surrounded by way too much testosterone. I honestly don't know how you handle it."

"With lots of sex, keeping busy, and workouts."

"Man whore," she laughed. "That's nice and all, but it's not everything."

He shrugged, dark eyes drifted back to his target. Number 21. "It works for me."

Dozens of people stood up in the bleachers, roaring with applause as the Konaha Wildcats scored a touchdown against Suna's Sand Warriors. Sasuke winced after a particularly loud screech came from behind. The boney kneed preadolescent girl jumped up and down on the bleachers excitedly, bumping his back in an aggravating manor. He growled. Personal space anyone?!

"Anyways, my offer still stands. If you should need anything just let me know."

"Noted." The corner of his mouth tilted up.

His peaceful gawking continued for a few more minutes before Karin lost it.

"Jesus, Sasuke, you're helpless! You knowww…there are other men on the field, right? Hunky other men. What's the point of bringing along a gay friend to these events if he's only gonna watch one guy?" She huffed, talking mostly to herself. "Damn it, get a hold of yourself, man. Naruto's not gonna vanish off the field the second you look away. You see him every day for Christ sake's. So enjoy the damn scenery already."

"Ohhh…check out Mr. 39 who just scored the goal," Karin squealed, grabbing Sasuke wrist like an overexcited fangirl staking out the latest crush with her bff. She pointed to the man getting slapped on his back by a fellow teammate. "He's a hottie."

Sasuke scrunched his brows at the girly touch but didn't comment. Patience. See? He can play nice.

"It's called a touchdown, not a goal, by the way." Well, nice-ish. Fuck it. Nobody's perfect.

For the first time that night he took in the appearance of the other players. Then he went back to creeping on his little brother in tights. Damn, Naruto looks good. The others did nothing for him. "And he's okay. I guess..."

"You guess?! He's totally fucking hot and you know it. Look at those guns on him. And that ass! What I wouldn't give to…"

"Please don't finish that sentence," he interrupted.

From behind, a guy grunted in disgust. Not so quietly grumbling out homophobic, hate filled words. Fagot and pedophile were on that list, among others. Sasuke felt Karin tense up beside him.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes but decided to ignore the asshole, not wanting to give the bigot the satisfaction of getting to him. Having been judged all his life, he didn't give a flying fuck what some prick stranger thought of him. The pig could go home and eat his haggard wife's sloppy cunt for all he cared. He wouldn't be seeing him again.

Karin, on the other hand, looked ready to filet the skin off the man, then submerge him in battery acid. Sasuke squeeze her clenched fist, for reassurance and as a warning. She took the hint and let it slide.

Ignoring the rude neighbor, Sasuke glanced back at Mr. 39—the player Karen was ogling. He was easy on the eyes but Sasuke was finding it difficult to look away from Naruto these days. It was disturbing how much time he'd been starting at him, thinking about him. Usually after one fuck he never wanted to see the guy again. Wham. Bam. Thank you. Goodbye.

While he knew that would not be the case with someone he cared so much about, he never would've predicted how obsessed he'd become. His mind was pretty much running pornographic scenarios 24/7, staring Naruto and his cock. He was starting to worry the hard on he carried would never go away. Which was ridiculous. Absurd. He was a healthy adult man for fuck's sake. He shouldn't be acting like a lovesick teen.

In the past, he would've enjoyed ogling the sweaty beefcakes with Karin and Suigetsu. Three creepers on the bench, not keeping tabs on the score but at the hunks playing it.

Now all Sasuke could think about is how sexy Naruto would look in nothing but a jockstrap. Standing in the locker-room with other adrenaline fueled jocks, sweaty and naked after the game, getting ready to shower. They would scrub each other's dirty bodies under the communal shower. The more adventurous players would really get in there, scrubbing their partners, touching them all over. Maybe slap an ass or two in the good ol' sport fashion fun that Sasuke always thought was particularly gay. And if the guy was lucky, he might get a hand job on the side. Sasuke wanted to be in there with them. Attending to Naruto's needs, making certain that every nook and cranny—every hole—was taken care of with the upmost care and attention…

Karin cleared her throat, breaking him out of the day fantasy.

Who was he kidding? That shit would never happen in real life.

Pushing up her fashionable red-rimmed glasses, she leered mischievously at him, a plastered shit-eating grin on her face. "Jesus Sasuke, you're showing some major wood there," she said in a sing-song, I-caught-you-thinking-dirty-thoughts, kinda way. "What were you thinking about? Spill. I sooo want to know every dirty, filthy detail."

Dear Lord, does the woman have any shame? Heat rose up Sasuke's cheeks and he coughed into his shirt collar.

"Jockstraps and locker-rooms," he answered in a raspy voice.

"Fuck, I want in on that. What I wouldn't give to be a locker door once the game ends…" Karen sighed wistfully, her long flowing red air blowing in the breeze.

Sasuke sighed too. "Sadly, the reality is not all that great."

"What, it's not like girls sleepovers? No model-like women frolicking around on a king sized bed, throwing pillows in slow motion, wearing nothing but expensive lingerie from Victoria Secret?"

Sasuke laughed at the vivid imagery and description of the stereotypical straight guy fantasy. "Exactly. It's actually more like a handful of men—one's that you would rather never want to see naked—crammed into a tiny room smelling of old, mildewy socks and ass."

"But you like ass."

"That I do," he smirked.

When half-time rolled around corner, Sasuke snuck off to the side of the school building and lit a cig. Taking a deep inhale, holding it in for as long as he could before slowly blowing out the toxic smoke. Bad habit, he knew. But lately everything has been so tense and confusing with Naruto that he needed an occasional light. Cancer be damned.

Leaning against the brick wall, out of his peripheral he noticed a sexy hot twink checking him out. Normally he would've taken the hottie to the nearest restroom, and had him crying out in pleasure as fucked him against the bathroom stall. But none of the flirtatious stares had any effect on him.

Shit, he didn't know whether to panic about that. That guy was hot, but he just wasn't interested. The only person who was on his mind was Naruto. His Naruto. And that's the way it has been since Sasuke first laid his hands on the boy. His blond hair, blue eyed little brother was the only one he wanted now. Had to have.

Mine.

Glaring at dirt, Sasuke snuffed the cancer stick out with the soul of his shoe, and then went back to join his friend at the bleachers. Being left alone with his thoughts was proving too troublesome. At least his fiery redhead friend was a good distraction. At least until he spotted Naruto in spandex running around on the field. Fucking hell.

The game ended 22 to18.

Excited teammates patted each other's backs and puffed out their padded chests like big, enthusiastic gorillas. Like clockwork, Naruto was the first to slink in the locker room unnoticed. A shy behavior that started immediately after dating Gaara. It was one thing to accept 'the gay kid' on the team, another entirely to shower with said fag. No one ever said being gay was easy. Or fair.

Watching Naruto drift away like an outcast while his team celebrated their victory tugged at Sasuke's heart strings. The overwhelming urge to go down there and congratulate him on his victory had Sasuke leaning over and requesting favors from Karin before he even knew what he was doing.

"Hey Karin? I need you to do something for me. Do you think you can distract Naruto's team? For as long as possible? There is something I need to do and it's important that no one enters that locker room."

"Oh?" She eyed him mischievously, like a cat that caught a canary. "Has this got something to do with a cute blond that went missing? What's in it for me?"

"Jocks. Flirting. Attention. You know, your three favorite things with the added bonus of helping out a friend." To sweeten the pot, he added, "Think of it this way, you'll be able to brush up on your skills. Don't want you getting rusty in your old age. See if you still got what it takes to lure in all that young hot blood." Sasuke smirked when her cheeks flamed. "I dare you to get at least one number."

In all honesty, the testosterone ridden jocks wouldn't stand a chance against Karin. But he wasn't going to tell her that. The slutty secretary clothes she wore made the task a very simple one. Her ensemble consisted of a white button up blouse—that was unbuttoned all the way down to her ample bosom, exposing her very red bra—a micro pleaded skirt, fishnet stockings, and red stripper pumps. The loose tie around her neck completed the look. Every red-blooded mans' wet dream.

"Well played, asshole." Karin snarled, but stood up and straightened out her skirt anyways.

"Why thank you," he replied smugly.

"Whatever. Just don't take too long, 18 year olds don't have the longest attention span. You've got 30 minutes tops," she relayed over her shoulder.

"Roger that." Sasuke stood up and made his way down the metal steps. "I owe you one."

"Naw, this payment enough. But if I can't get a number you're taking me out to a nice restaurant."

"Deal." Sasuke sealed the agreement with a nod and rushed to find Naruto. Adrenaline thundered through his veins with the knowledge that he was going to be alone with Naruto.

Fuck, he's got it bad.

It's not like he wasn't going to be seeing him again. Tonight no less, in their shared bedroom once the blond was done celebrating with his teammates. And probably with his boyfriend. Fuck Gaara. But for whatever reason this felt different. New and exciting. His skin tingling with whatever that shit was called.

Speed walking through the school corridors, he found the boys locker room in record time. Picking up Naruto from the principal's office or detention made him very familiar with the schools layout. Something he was not proud to admit, unfortunately. Like he failed his little brother in some way. In many ways he had.

Following the sound of flowing water, Sasuke finally found the right room, and his mouth wet dry at the site before him. There, standing in an open stall, was Naruto in all his naked glory. Beautiful bronzed skin, long muscular legs, sharp narrow waist, broad shoulders, and well defined biceps. The lean body of a swimmer with added buff on his upper body thanks to football and a generous dose of puberty. If he continued the training, in a few years he will become quite the beefcake.

The raven watched in silence as the muscles in Naruto's back shifted and bunched like a wild animal trapped underneath his skin. They flexed beautifully when he reached up and ran a hand through his dry, wheat-blond hair.

Yeeesss. Sasuke arrived at the perfect time. Naruto had just stepped inside the shower. Before he even realized what he was doing, his feet were heading straight towards the boy.

Christ, he really needed to get it together. He knew what it felt like to just want to fuck someone, but this was so much more intense. It's like Naruto's giving off some kinda pheromone that was perfectly crafted to reel him in. The yearning in his blood grew with every step he took. He should feel bad that he's about to head in that shower and fuck the hell out of his little brother, but it's too late for guilt. He couldn't stop now. He couldn't let himself think. He just needed, and needed bad. This craving Naruto stirred within him was too strong and the promise of fulfillment too enticing.

Remembering to hang up his jacket on a towel hook ahead of time, Sasuke stepped into the shower spray behind the unsuspecting blond. His heaving chest pressing against Naruto's back, clothes and all.

With a startled shout, Naruto's entire body tensed. He whipped around, covering his junk in reflex. When he lifted his azure blue eyes, a rush of want hit Sasuke so hard and fast his breath caught in his throat.

If he believed in such things, he would've swore his brother was an incubus, because there was nothing rational about this heady want and desire to claim and own Naruto. He would've walked straight off a cliff if it gave him the chance to kiss that pretty scowling mouth of his one last time. Sasuke didn't understand it, couldn't explain it or rationalize it. This was ridiculous and crazy. It wasn't like him at all. He wasn't this man. He couldn't be this man.

"Holy shit, Sasuke!" Naruto gasped, placing a palm over his chest, as if that would help slow his racing heart. "You scared the shit out of me. What the fuck do you think you're doing here? You can't be in here."

Sasuke's strong hands instinctively reached out to wrap around the boy's waist when he nearly jumped out of his skin. Luckily for him, Naruto was too shaken up to notice or care where his hands were. Or that Sasuke was the only one who had clothes on.

"Calm down, Naruto. I just wanted to see you. To congratulate you on winning the big game."

Naruto stared at Sasuke, blinking a few times. "And you couldn't wait...?"

"No, I couldn't wait." He smirked, dropping his heated gaze down Naruto's body.

As if finally realizing their close proximity and his current state of undress, Naruto's cheeks went from pale to flaming red in seconds. "Gah! I'm n-naked. Get out of here!" Naruto sputtered, abruptly turning away from him.

Instead of listening to Naruto's orders, Sasuke wrapped his arms around Naruto in a tight embrace. His nose brushing over his brother's blazing cheek. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. If I recall correctly…"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Sasuke." He growled. God, he loves it when Naruto gets all feisty. "Th-this is different. You can't be here, the rest of my team will be plowing through those doors any minute now. They can't see you in here with me."

Naruto's pitch grew higher with increased panic.

"Don't worry about that. I took care of it." Sasuke whispered in his ears, then licked the outer shell. He could feel a shiver wrack Naruto's body. "It's just you and me right now. No one is going to bother us for a little while."

"W-w-what. W-what do you mean? What did you do, Sasuke?" He glared.

"It doesn't matter. What matters now is that I'm here, with you." Sasuke said, placing soft kissed down his neck. Hands moving on their own accord, caressing and exploring the hard planes of the soapy wet body in front of him. "And that I want you."

"Oh, God." Naruto moaned, eyes drifting shut. "We can't…Not here—"

The vulnerability and desperation in Naruto's voice sent blood rushing to Sasuke's cock. It was fucked up and twisted but he couldn't help it. Everything his little brother did seemed to turn him on. He hated himself for it.

Reaching around, Sasuke squirted a glob of body wash on his right hand and generously coated his digits with the slick substance. He could feel the rapid rise and fall of Naruto's chest matching his own.

"Fuck, Naruto." Sasuke hissed as though he was in agony. If the steel-like rod massaging Naruto's ass was any indication, he was suffering. "Here is perfect."

"No, no, no, no, no…we can't keep fucking around. Sasuke, this needs to stop." Naruto pleaded, but Sasuke was having none of it.

The kid's words said one thing, but his body said another entirely. Instead of the tight reluctance he's shown in the past, his body melted against Sasuke's touch. Ass pushed back, erection standing tall and proud. No. Naruto wanted this just as badly as Sasuke did. He would just never admit it. Like he believes that's what he was supposed to say instead of believing the meaning behind the words. But that was okay. Sasuke would just have to give him a reminder.

"Remember what will happen if you ask me stop, Naruto. I'll keep my mouth shut if you'll let me touch you….pleasure you." Naruto cursed loudly when Sasuke traced a curious finger across the top curve of his ass cheek, stopping at the base of his tailbone, hovering directly over the start of his crack. Ignoring the protesting complaints, Sasuke took the time to admire the smooth skin of the muscled back laid out for him and wondered how he got to be so lucky. "You can't deny how much you loved it. How many times you came that night. Your body remembers though. It's screaming for more. Let me give you what you want…What we both want."

Sliding his thumbs down that smooth, hairless valley, he watched Naruto's muscles bunch. Fuck, that's hot. He reached in further, brushing the smooth underside of his balls, then moved to home base and gave a tentative swipe. Naruto moaned, instinctively clenching his ass.

Sasuke bit back a curse. Damn, this shit was intoxicating. His dick kicked hard in his pants as he stroked over Naruto's twitching pucker again.

"Baby," he groaned, pressing his fingertip where it counted. "It's time to let me in."

"Goddammit, Sasuke!" Naruto shouted. "That's not—"

He never got to finish that sentence.

Nibbling on his bottom lip, Sasuke pushed, single finger slipped in all the way. They both men released a loud moan. Holy shit. Naruto was squeezing him so goddamn hard. And fuck, he was an inferno in there.

"Oh, God," Naruto repeated over and over, pushing back on the intruding object like a well-trained sex thrall.

Sasuke watched with devastating eyes as it slid in and out. He would pause with each withdraw before inserting himself back in nice and deep. Again and again, he repeated the motion, his hips moving erotically in rhythm against Naruto's thigh.

When he glanced at Naruto's face, the boy's lips were parted, cheeks flushed, and eyebrows furrowed. So fucking hot. His insides purred. But as much as he enjoyed this kinky play, he still had a job to accomplish. Getting his brother ready for his cock. Because God knew his cock was ready for Naruto. The next withdraw included a surprise upon its return. One finger had been a synch, so it wasn't that hard adding another. It popped in with ease.

Fuck, Naruto was all hot and silky in there. Insanely smooth, like hot liquid glass. It felt so fucking good.

"Ahhh…ah…Oh, shiiit!" Naruto cried out with a look of pained bliss etched on his handsome face.

"For someone who doesn't want me touching them, you certainly are responsive." Sasuke groaned, dick throbbing in his pants.

"Stop it," Naruto grunted weakly, clinging onto Sasuke's arm like a seatbelt while his other arm braced himself on the shower wall.

"You're one stubborn piece of ass, bro." Sasuke growled. He didn't budge. He merely held him immobile while he stretched the boy's hole.

He knew this was a dangerous road to go down, but he didn't know how to stop this train-wreck. His body was drawn to Naruto's like an invisible magnet.

"And you're just an ass," he fired back.

Sasuke chuckled darkly. "The only ass that matters here is the one I'm about to stuff my cock with."

"Fuck you, Sasuke!" Naruto bucked back into Sasuke, only to gasp when it caused the fingers to slide in deeper.

"Don't blame me. You started this," Sasuke accused.

"How the fuck do you figure?" Naruto gave a caustic laugh. "Are you out of your fucking mind?"

Possibly. Probably. "It doesn't matter. I'm not leaving here either way."

"Damn it—" Naruto's curse bit off with a moan when Sasuke's fingers scissored and pumped his insides. "I fucking hate you, you suborn jackass."

Under normal circumstances those words would cut through Sasuke like a knife. But they held no bite. No conviction. No venom at all. They were spoken like a childish rant from a spoiled kid who wasn't getting their way—nothing but hot air.

"Now we both know that's a lie. You love me, and you love it when I touch you." Sasuke coaxed, his voice unrecognizably raspy and deep with lust.

Naruto doesn't deny it. He never would. Proof that he wanted this just as much as Sasuke did, only he was too stubborn and self-righteous to realize it.

While Naruto grumbled, Sasuke carefully turned his palm facedown and started feeling around. Searching for the sweet spot that he knew was there all too well. The bundle of nerves that would send Naruto off on a first-class trip to Blissville. Delving deeper, hee searched for anything that might—He paused at the feel of something raised and spongy. Found it. He hooked his fingers and pressed down hard, fighting back a curse when Naruto's whole body went rigid.

"Ah, shit! Fuuuck," Naruto moaned, ass clenching around Sasuke's fingers.

"Damn…Babe—" A heat wave of desire pooled in Sasuke's groin at the dazed-out and drunk look on Naruto's face. Fuck. Watching his bro like this was captivating as shit. And damn, all those erotic, hitching grunts and gasps. Fucking paradise. If he wasn't on a time constraint, he'd work Naruto like this forever. But he was, so just a few more minutes would have to do. Then hopefully Naruto will be loose enough for another. "You're killing me with those sounds."

Rocking against Naruto's ass, he nudging his knees further apart. Then withdrew the arm around the blond's waist to work his pants. Heavy and waterlogged, Sasuke's clothes soaked up the water's spray like a sponge. Barely noticeable considering the distracting way Naruto's tight ring clenched around his fingers.

Sasuke pressed a leisurely trail of affection along Naruto's nape while working his prostate like a fucking champ. Swiveling in and out, nice and deep. Naruto exhaled hard in a breathy gasp every time he pulled out and punched back in. He seemed to like it rough. His well-defined muscles twitching, his strong back arching, his sexy ass jutting out.

Hot.

As.

Hell.

The electrifying buzz in Sasuke's blood had his nerves bursting with excitement. Heat washed down his thighs and up into his abs. Motherfuck. Would it feel like this every time?

"Fuck…Sasuke…" Naruto groaned against his forearm, then let loose a long, drawn out moan.

His restless words spoke loud and clear. He needed more, even though he would never say it. Sasuke was more than happy to bring it.

He squirted on a generous amount of shower gel and eased a third finger in slowly and carefully, watching every micro expression play across Naruto's face for signs of pain. He didn't want to hurt him. His freshly lubed fingers paused against the entrance before inching in. The second Naruto felt the pressure spike, the air in his lungs left him in a rush as Sasuke breached his tight anal ring.

"God, God, oh God." Naruto's hips jerked and he turned his head to get a glimpse of Sasuke. His blue eyes glazed over with lust. "Sh-shit."

Licking his dry lips, Sasuke's focus zeroed in on Naruto's mouth like a homing beacon. He finally closed the distance and mashed their lips together, his lips greedy but soft. Naruto kissed back, hungry. So hungry that Sasuke wanted to eat him up, wanted to have him, wanted to lock him inside their bedroom and never let him out. He wanted so much.

Until Naruto, he'd never known it was possible to want a person so much, to crave them, to want to be physically joined with them. Just the thought of being the only one who's ever touched Naruto this way made his whole being smolder. That Sasuke was his first.

Curiously, it also made his stomach flutter and chest heavy with a feeling of raw possessiveness. He didn't want this flame to end. Even knowing how horrible of an idea this was he still didn't want to stop this train wreck from happening. Because he wanted Naruto. Wanted to be his everything. Wanted to be the one Naruto thought about every day. Didn't even want his little brother to think about anyone else. Especially not that asshole, Gaara.

Sasuke ended the heated kiss by sucking on Naruto's jaw, teeth sinking into the flesh.

Looking down, he watched as his glossy fingers slip in and out, their slick sounds bringing pleasure to his ears. He wanted his dick making those noises. Licks of arousal flicked from his balls up to the tip of his shaft. He needed in really fucking soon. Tilting his angle of penetration, he worked quickly to loosen things up. Sasuke felt his cock weep as the hand around it squeezed.

"You like it when I'm in this position, don't you?" Sasuke breathed right against Naruto's ear as his hand found its way into his boxers and pulled out his thick, leaking cock. He needed inside Naruto so bad he couldn't fucking think. With a slight tremor, he reached for more shower gel and slicked up his shaft. Lifting his hooded gaze, he found Naruto watching him, and the heat in them lit a fire in Sasuke's veins. The side of his lip quirked up. "Me behind you, ready to…fuck."

Naruto didn't answer. Didn't need too. It was written all over his face.

"Spread your legs, Naruto," Sasuke ordered. He was aware that doing this here was stupid and risky, but it only added to the high Naruto was building in him. There was no door separating this room from the other, and the whole football team could walk in at any moment—but as Sasuke thrust his hips forward and the head of his hard-on nudged against Naruto's ass, Sasuke didn't give a flying fuck. They would be in deep shit if caught, but that only added to the rush. "Do it."

Naruto widened the stance of his knees and Sasuke eased his fingers out. Thank God the boy was feeling obedient because Sasuke didn't think he could wait any longer. His heart was freakin tripping through his chest cavity as he regripped Naruto's hips and pressed against him. Licking his lips, he held his brother's hips still, then slid in.

"Fuck, oh fuck—" Sasuke's groan melted like butter when he finally breached that snug little entrance. Slowly pushing forward, he slipped in until the base of his shaft was clenched by that snug little entrance.

Fucking hell. Naruto was still tight as shit.

"Shit," he rasped. "You okay?"

Jaw clenched, muscles strained, Naruto nodded stiffly. "Yeah," he panted. "Just gimme a sec."

Which was probably for the best. With the way Sasuke's dick was currently throbbing, it would only take a few hard thrust before he was blowing his load. And he didn't want that. Instead, Sasuke focused calming them both down, taking deep breaths and drawing soothing circles over the little dimples above Naruto's ass. The tense muscles beneath his thumbs would jump, then slowly start to relax. Their breathing evened out to a healthy pace and Sasuke knew it was working.

Naruto shifted in a more relaxed position and jutted his hips out, a clear invitation if he ever saw one. Thank fuck.

Lowering his heavy lidded gaze, Sasuke watched himself disappear and reemerge in and out of Naruto's body. Fascinated by the sight of his thick cock splitting his brother open as water splashed between their bodies. A hard, raw moan wrenched up Naruto's throat. Sasuke had burrowed himself all the way in.

He was in heaven. Happy as a Pooh Bear in the land of flowing milk and honey.

"Shiiit, yeah. You feel fucking amazing. " Sasuke groaned, the hot, silky walls all around him were driving him damn near insane. He had to fight the urge to pull out and slam back in. The boy wasn't ready for that yet.

"Son-of-a-bitch!" Naruto cried out, arching his back. "I almost forgot how fucking big you are."

Sasuke chuckled hoarsely, "I'll take that as a compliment." Withdrawing to his crown, he surged right back in, a little faster this time, dragging his cock against Naruto's prostate.

"That wasn't a compliment, asshole." Naruto whined, flinching when Sasuke thrusted back in him again. "Good god, bro. You just rammed my fucking tonsils."

"You say the sweetest shit, babe." Sasuke said sweetly, dark eyes transfixed on Naruto's, which were completely wild and beautiful. He looked totally wrecked, his teeth chewing at his bottom lip, his blue eyes watering. Everything about this was provocative as hell. "I'm not gonna last if you keep talking like that."

"Ah, shiiit—" Naruto moaned as Sasuke nailed his prostate again. His blond head tipping back, mouth slack, face flushed, dazed eyes rolling closed as ecstasy tore through his frame. "Again. That was not a fucking compliment."

Sasuke growled and shifted his hips to hit that spot again, but with a bit more force and speed. Naruto met his thrust with a ragged curse.

"Fuck," Sasuke grunted, setting a steady pace. "No way I'm gonna last long. You're so damn tight and hot."

After a few more shallow thrusts, Naruto's body finally adjusted to his girth. Sasuke witnesses the moment when the pain was overtaken by pleasure in his eyes. The boy looked drugged, like he was high off of it, off the feeling of Sasuke's cock stretching him open, rocking back and forth, driving in deep. Shutters wracked his body in waves, and he pushed back eagerly with every thrust.

Shit. No fuck had ever felt this good. Not one. Not fucking ever.

"Fuck, Sasuke—Oh, God," Naruto panted hard, forehead pressed to his forearm. A full-body tremor nearly took out his legs.

Sasuke's teeth scraped between the tender flesh of Naruto's neck and shoulder blade. Claiming him. He dug his fingers deeper into his hips and pumped harder. A rough rumble resonated deep in his throat.

"Ngh, Sasuke!" Naruto sucked in a hiss but exhaled on a moan, shuddering violently. "I need… fuck…"

"What," he growled. "What do you need?"

"I need," he strained. "Oh, God, I need more."

Holy mother of God, Naruto was going to be the death of him. He sounded as unhinged as Sasuke felt.

"More what?" Sasuke persisted, his voice an anxious snarl. Naruto shook his head, unable to voice what he truly wanted. Sasuke gave him a couple of hard thrusts. "More of this?"

"Ah, God," Naruto grit out. "Don't fucking stop."

Don't come. Don't come. Don't fucking come…

"Fuck, Naruto. Don't say that shit…I'm too fucking close." A possessive growl vibrated through Sasuke's chest.

Sasuke thrusted his hips harder. Faster. Hips jolting Naruto's body with every thrust. He pushed his body to the limits and gave Naruto some more. But harder. And a whole lot faster. Every inch of his being teemed with satisfaction. Naruto was his lover. His family. His. And yet Sasuke still needed more. More contact. More heat. More tongue. More communication. More everything.

The visceral urge welled, like a roar inside his head. He thrust his hips faster and more curses emerged. A blazing inferno raced through Sasuke's veins, consuming every atom in his body until all there was left was pleasure. Nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered. In this moment they were one.

They were both teetering on the edge. Sasuke was fighting it back, he really truly was, but his hips' jerky movements were a dead giveaway. As was as the telltale sign of his balls drawing up, he was so close he could taste it. Well past the point of no return. Was down to less than a minute. But fuck if he was going to go alone. Panting, he slid his hand down Naruto's abs and grabbed ahold of his dick and pumped.

Naruto's moans came faster, his breaths growing shallow.

Sasuke's hips grew more erratic and frantic as he imagined spilling his load inside him. Then watch him shoot his across that muscular body of his, the cum seeping into those ridges between his abs before washing away in the shower spray.

He wanted to be inside Naruto when the boy came. He wanted to make him writhe in pleasure. Remind him with his body how amazing they could be together. If only he could get Naruto to open his eyes and realize that…

"Fuck, Sasuke," Naruto cursed, breath catching in his lungs. "So close—Goddamn—I'm gonna come."

"Goddamn," he groaned. "My name… from your mouth… Wanna hear that shit… every day."

The clashing sound of a door slamming opened, followed up by manly shouts, had Sasuke reaching for his mouth. His large palm silencing Naruto like the first time they fucked. Son-of-a-bitch. Sasuke bit his tongue and cursed. And Naruto was just about to shout his name again.

Instead of stopping, Sasuke fucked Naruto hard and fast as the football team flocked into the locker room, getting ready for their turn at a hot shower. They'd just have to keep it down. "Get ready. You're doing this with me."

It only takes a few more pumps before Sasuke's hips stilled. He comes hard, pumping threads of himself deep into his little brother's body.

Suddenly, a sharp pain flared through his hand, startling him as he pumped hot seed into his little brother. Naruto had bitten him. Concern and confusion flashed through Sasuke's eyes. Shit. Did he hurt him? Then a gurgled wail came from the boy, a sound that he was all too familiar with. The relief was immediate. It was the strangled cry Naruto made when he came.

Thick, hot cum pooled in his hand before rinsing away. Their heavy breaths mingled as one, muted by loud jets of spray. Sasuke wanted to hold him longer, to kiss his lips and stay like this forever. But the moment was short lived as the voices grew louder. Closer. It wouldn't be long now before the rest of the football team walked in on them. Sasuke was forced to bail before that happened. But before he left, he had another surprise to give his little brother.

Reaching in his coat pocket, he pulled out a thin latex object that had a thick center and narrow ends, with one side flagging out. The center was about the width of two fingers and the entire object was a little longer than the average length of a finger.

As Sasuke eased his softening cock out of Naruto's hole, he quickly it with the butt plug, preventing his cum from leaking out. Naruto gasped when it popped in.

"W-what is that?" Naruto asked, still sounding out of breath.

Sasuke grabbed a towel that was lying on the bench and got to work, attempting to pat himself dry. Which, of course, was a colossal waste of time. Fuck. Why couldn't he have had the patience to take off all his clothes before entering the shower? Now they were wrecked. But at least there was a spare change of workout clothes in the car.

He glanced up at Naruto, who was watching him closely, and looked over his work with pride. The kid appeared drunk and completely fucked-out. Wrecked and sate at the same time. Pink rosy cheeks, swollen fuckable lips, red lines around his neck where Sasuke had marked him, and small purple dots peppered his skin where he had dug his fingertips in too hard. So fucking beautiful. So perfect.

"A gift. While you're out celebrating with the team I want you to keep it inside you at all times. Think of it as a reminder…that I'll always be with you and a part of you."

God, since when had he become so damn sentimental? Or possessive?

"Ewww," Naruto's face scrunched adorably, hand covering his flat stomach. "I can feel you're cum sloshing around inside me."

"Bro," Sasuke stated calmly, looking him dead in the eyes. "If you say shit like that again I will fuck you in front of your whole goddamn team. Consequences be damned."

Sputtering, Naruto's faced and neck turned scarlet. He threw Sasuke's jacket at him and faced away, pretending to clean himself up.

Sasuke chuckled darkly and snuck out of the room silently, unnoticed by the team. He had homework to finish before Naruto got home later.

He smirked. Then they could continue things where they left off…

In private.

A/N: If you haven't noticed, Sasuke's still got a lot to work on if he doesn't want to wind up alone in life like Gaara. And he is aware of what might happen if he continues down the selfish asshole path. At least he's working on it.

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P.S. I just finished writing a two-shot Sasunaru. If you're looking for some porn make sure to check it out.