Guess what, I am not dead. Well, there was a little writer's block and vacation…My biggest fear is that one day I might run out of ideas. There is still some up in my sleeve, so no worries! Hmm, I wanted to make a darker story with an emotionally disabled Sasuke. I have written about stepbrothers before, but this time I thought that I should make it from the little brother's point of view. The end might be a little different too although a happy one, of course. Tell me what you think or if you find this is as shitty as hell :D
Please do not flame (I do not find a reason for it so you better not either). I apologize for the possible misspellings and other errors.
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Pairing: Naruto x Sasuke / Sasuke x Naruto
Summary: You were the one to choose me, but why cannot your love reach me? Sasuke and Naruto are stepbrothers until something changes drastically in the midst of the night. You stupid, stupid Sasuke. M for SEX.
Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or what so ever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).
I hear the door creek just the slightest and Sakura's sweet giggle fills the empty corners of the dark room. She pleads Sasuke to stop, but her voice is still filled with laughter. She enjoys it and I squeeze my eyes closed more tightly. Sasuke's steps are a little off balance and those two practically stumble to his side of the room. There goes the loud "thump" again as he pushes her on the bed and probably devours her like a wolf. Animal instinct, no shit. If only that bed did not creek and if only her little sounds with heavy moisture would not fill the air like the first signs of a storm.
It is a ride on which I should not be but cannot get off either. Sweat, heat, skin, more skin…it does not even matter whether I fight it or not, I am still affected. Indirect sex pulsates in my pants and lives a life of its own, but I always leave it at that. Doing something would only be drowning in the sunless sea. I fill my lungs with air and let it out. I should sleep. Sigh, I know you want it deeper, faster and everything, but please keep it to yourself…
In the middle of the night I wake up to weird ruffling sounds coming from quite near me. It is too dark to see anything, but yet still my eyes try to focus and make something out of the sea of shadows. That figure moves stumblingly and supposedly towards me and for a second I think it is Sakura just wandering towards the wrong bed; my bed. Suddenly that someone sits on my bed and the mattress sinks too much to be a mere girl. A little snort escapes that person's lips as he climbs on top of me. I am too paralyzed to do anything and my only thoughts revolve around the fact that I should say something about this being my bed.
I open my mouth to clear things up, but a hand moves to shut me up. The palm is big, bony and slightly chilly. What, I try to ask, but the voice merely shushes. The moon decides to join this bizarre moment and at that moment I can clearly see that the said person is Sasuke. He sits on top of me while watching me, but does not move from his place. His eyes glint in the moonlight and his hair has fallen over his facial features. He starts to move a bit by bit, grinding his arse against my loins and crotch. The fabric of his boxers and mine makes little sounds almost out of hearing reach but not enough.
Sasuke's palm presses more tightly against my mouth, squeezes my cheeks and in every way suffocates me. My head fills up with nothingness since I cannot comprehend what is happening. His knees slide on the sheets as his movements grow more rapid and even if I try to suppress it, my manhood decides to respond to the heat and friction. My powerless hands seek to stop him, but he merely slaps them away and presses my mouth more. This is a warning and my hands die to my sides. I close my eyes and wish it would go away. Please, go away. For a second I thought someone up there listened to me and answered my calls, since the movements stopped and only little rustle reminded that I was not alone on my side of the room.
I am about to sigh until a rough movement with equally rough hands pull my boxers off. My eyes snap open and reflexes take over as my hands revive themselves from paralysation. Again those strong hands laugh against my own. I resist with everything I have, but it is useless. It always is. More rustle until he is on top of me again. Those silky and naked thighs touch my bare skin and the panic almost makes me pass out. What is he doing??? His just as bare arse feels warm against my crotch and my organ pulsates between his legs pointing straight up. Oh God, the shame dyes my face red and droplets of salty liquid wet my face. No, I cry, but his palm shuts me up again.
It is hard to see through the tears but I am sure he smiled. Smiled. His left hand releases me while the right one keeps me still. Sasuke slides those fingers of his inside his mouth and sucks them. Then he removes them while a string of saliva still binds them to his mouth. That smile creeps me out and the only thing I can think of is whether Sakura sees or hears us. He plunges his own fingers up his arse and my eyes widen twice their size. He fucks himself with his fingers and I would gape if his palm was not occupying my mouth. Saliva drips from his hole on to my lower stomach and it feels warm. He retorts those fingers and again and then raises his body enough to grab my penis.
He yanks it a few times and pulls the foreskin back. The cold air hits against the head and my stomach takes a U-turn. Sasuke lowers his body on to my crotch and lets my organ fondle the entrance of his sacred temple. Little moans escape his lips and he begins to suck me in. First goes the head, then half until he pushes hard against me. My manhood sinks into him like a hot knife into butter and it makes my whole body shiver from head to toe. Sasuke practically sits on me huffing, making faces and trying to breathe as I am only gaping, trying to settle this feeling in my stomach.
It cramps all over my body and even though Sasuke's palm does not press my mouth anymore, he himself is doing that with his body. My organ twitches inside him; I cannot comprehend the warmness, the softness…it drowns me. I thought it was the peek until he began to move. Those muscular thighs move his body up and down my length, rubbing it and creating friction as melting as the sun. I grow hotter by the minute although I have no clue how much time has passed. Sasuke's movements are harder now, his body slamming against mine.
Somehow my hands decide to make everything even better as they grab Sasuke thighs and with power equal to a bulldozer give him extra boost. I squeeze his muscles and he mewls, getting more aroused. I am blinded by my own sweat and I let every ounce of decency and moral leave my body like they had never meant anything in the first place. I just want more. I need more. His round buttocks slide on my sweaty skin and the pressure is immense. Oh God, I whisper as I practically explode inside of his tight arse. His silent screams echo in my head and not so long after he cums too. The only difference lies in the fact that his reflexes are amazing - instead of bursting on me, he ejaculates in his hand and not a drop drips on my stomach.
The spasms are killing me as they twist my body like a rubber band; my body cramps totally and I cannot help the shivering. His breathing is ragged as he is still sitting on top of me. Soon my body relaxes and I can breathe once more. Sasuke looks at me with blank expression or maybe I just cannot read it. Then he stands up gracefully and leaves for the bathroom. Some of my own semen forms a puddle on my lower stomach and my eyes are nailed to it. It takes some time until my brains register everything and just then the panic raises its ugly head.
Oh God, oh God…Sasuke was just with Sakura…oh God, she is right behind the curtain. Did she see or hear us? Oh my God, we did not use a condom, shit. What if Sasuke never uses..? The thought of getting AIDS from this makes me almost vomit. Why did I not fight more, beat him, anything? The tension in my body makes it shudder with displeasure and everything in my stomach tries to come up again. I feel so tired, sick and the self-hatred rapes my body, but somehow I still manage to fall asleep with great amount of nightmares.
In the morning I wake up feeling still tired. Then I remember the previous night and my stomach hurts. This is how girls must feel when they are on their periods…A cold sweat breaks on my forehead as I peak to Sasuke's side. Thank God it is empty and the bed is made neatly. I hear mom talking and laughing downstairs and I take my phone with shaky hands. I dial search operator's number and ask for the number to the nearest clinic. Sweat decorates my whole face and I cannot control my hands. I just hope I can squeeze the words out of my mouth. A chilly and dull voice answers the phone.
I ask about AIDS or any venereal disease tests and what I should do if I suspect I have got infected. The voice reminds me of fish in a tank as it tells me to wait a couple of months before taking a blood test. That way the result should be more accurate. I am about to faint - I actually have to wait that long not knowing if I am already dying inside. With teary voice I thank the doctor and hang up the phone. After the call I burst out in full crying mode; I bury myself in the pillow and scream my voice muffled. For awhile I just breathe and try to relax.
Then my stomach crumbles and I decide I want mom's pancakes and a load of them. My shaky steps lead me downstairs and straight to the kitchen, where Sasuke and Sakura already eat their meals. Oh, it is a Saturday, I remember and my mood darkens a little more. Dear, you look tired, mom says worriedly and makes me tea. Sakura chirps next to Sasuke and I am about to cry. If only she knew. Sasuke's eyes are glued to the meal until he raises his gaze to meet mine. I hate your eyes, I hate you, my mind screams. I fucking cannot read you, you fucker.
Suddenly Sakura smiles with an apology, seems she has to leave, since her family is having a family dinner of some sort. She bids us goodbye and kisses Sasuke on the cheek, but he does not even glance at her. I merely turn my gaze away, because the whole scene is so sickening. Sasuke dear, could you go to the store and buy some bread, we are almost out of it, mom asks and Sasuke just groans something back. He stands up from the table and suddenly grabs my collar, Naruto is coming too, he sneers. Mom smiles at us and probably thinks this is some shitty bonding between brothers. He drags me to his car and almost slams me into the front seat. Then he goes to his driver's seat and starts up the car violently.
