Slipping the shirt off Itachi's chest and over his arms, Sasuke took his time in appreciating the view. He'd never have thought that he could have him spread out on a bed, naked, beneath him, waiting for his touches. He was determined to make this the best experience his aniki had ever had.

*

Itachi could just feel the blush increasing on his cheeks. He was naked in front of his brother. He felt so depraved. But, oddly… really turned on.

He watched as Sasuke ogled him, obviously appreciating the sight. He looked to where Sasuke was looking. His groin. It was slowly, steadily, rising to the occasion. He had to admit, he was pretty well-hung. He smirked, his confidence returning.

*

Sasuke licked his lips unconsciously. He wanted Itachi like he'd never wanted anything else in his life. Finally, he had him.

Sasuke let himself ogle for a little longer. His brother was something to be savoured, cherished. He didn't want to rush through this at all.

He smirked, leaning in, taking his time before he finally made it to Itachi's face. To his mouth. His lips. His tongue. Slowly, so slowly, he explored, tasted and devoured. Sasuke loved the taste of his brother. He loved the warm wetness of his mouth. He loved the sounds it produced when he flicked his tongue over certain areas; when he sucked the other tongue into his mouth, nibbling the tip. It was heaven.

As he sucked his brother's tongue, Sasuke let his hands roam around the hard, smooth chest beneath him. He could feel the raised pores of goose bumps as his fingers glided over the sensitive flesh, teasing a moan from his brother. He found the hardened nipples, ready for his attention. He broke their kiss, taking the opportunity to breathe, before making his way along Itachi's neck and collar bone, to his pectorals, still taking his time.

As much as he wanted to get on with it all, he still wanted to tease and annoy his big brother. Just 'cause.

*

Itachi fought the urge to grab his bastard little brother and hold him down as he fucked the life out of him. The little fucker was teasing him on purpose! When he'd been so nice to him! After he'd just sucked him off!

"Sasuke," he growled out, moving his hands to fist the soft tresses atop Sasuke's head. "Get on with it." He closed his eyes, gasping, as a warm mouth closed in over his left nipple, teeth lightly grazing it before nipping harshly.

"Patience, Aniki," was the amused reply he received. Patience indeed.

Five minutes later, Sasuke apparently decided he'd had enough fun with Itachi's nipples and chest. He ran his hands down the sensitive sides, caressing the twitching flesh, until they rested upon Itachi's hips. About bloody time! Itachi was so hard. He could feel the pre dripping down his penis. He could feel the vein pulsing along the underside, the steady beat driving him insane with need.

He tried pushing Sasuke's head down while he had a soft grip in his hair, only to be disappointed. Sasuke just smiled at him before reattaching his mouth to the soft, pale flesh of Itachi's torso.

Not that Itachi didn't like this. It wasn't that at all. He quite loved having his adorable little brother's mouth worshipping his body. But, he felt certain parts were being neglected. His sac felt so heavy. He wanted some kind of friction. Something to take the edge off! He needed something to grind against, but his darling otouto was keeping his body angled away, so that the very obvious arousal had nothing to rub against as he sucked, kissed and licked his way down to Itachi's navel.

He bucked his hips, trying to send a not-so-subtle message. He was going crazy!

"Nngh… Sasuke… hurry up!" he ground out, taking his hands from Sasuke's head, replacing them on his back, urging him to come closer.

*

Sasuke let out a low, amused chuckle as he allowed himself to be moved closer to Itachi's body. He could feel the heat radiating from the erection just below him. It was an impressive sight. It was long and thick; pale and smooth. The head was rosy, but would soon be an angry red if Sasuke didn't speed things up. The sac rested in a well-groomed patch of black curls. He could smell the arousal; the pre-ejaculate dripping from the tempting appendage to slide down the shaft and disappear in the soft dark hair at the base. He could almost taste it, too. But he didn't. He didn't want to rush. This was special to him and, by the kami, he was going to make sure the memory would last forever!

He stopped himself from making any contact with Itachi's body, bracing himself against his brother's hands. He was an inch from the delicious-looking member and he wanted to keep it that way. For now.

His mouth finally made it to Itachi's navel. He detached himself to look at his handy work. A trail of red love bites littered Itachi's torso. Saliva glinted in the light, winking at him. He grinned. Itachi was his.

He slid his hands down the lithely muscled thighs, until they hooked around Itachi's knees. He pulled Itachi's legs up until the thighs were at a ninety-degree angle with his body.

"Hold your legs here." With that, he shoved a pillow under his brother's back, slid back, making himself a little more comfortable, before grasping the presented cheeks and spreading them open to reveal the tight, pink, little pucker of Itachi's anus.

"What're you doing? Sasuke?" Itachi's voice was low and gravelly, only a hint of nerves shone through. Sasuke didn't reply. Instead, he gave a reassuring squeeze to the cheeks in his hands before licking along Itachi's crack, up and over the little hole. He pulled back to see it wink at him. He could hear Itachi's deep breathing.

He's never been rimmed before! I thought his girlfriends would have done that for him! What kind of bimbos was he dating? He did it once more, trying to relax the tight muscle enough to accept his tongue.

*

"Ah!" Itachi had never felt anything like it before! His brother was licking his arse! As disgusting as the thought was, there was no denying how incredible it felt. He found himself moaning as the devilish little muscle made its way past the barrier and into his rectum. He could feel his walls squeezing it, as it swiped along the sensitive insides.

He was completely embarrassed, but even more turned on than he'd ever been in his life! This was so good! So… intimate. His heart missed a beat at the thought. He's willing to do something like this… to make me feel good. No one has ever done this for me before! It's amazing! He's amazing! He writhed, gripping his legs until his knuckles turned white, thrusting his head back against his pillow. His hair stuck to his sweaty face or splayed out behind him. All from his little brother's tongue. In his anus.

His face flushed crimson at that. His brother had stuck his tongue in Itachi's most intimate, personal place. And… he was enjoying it?

Itachi heard a distinct moan from Sasuke. He felt the puff of air hit his cheeks, felt the slender fingers holding them apart grip and release as though in pleasure.

"Sasuke… ah!" Itachi was beyond words. Beyond protests. He loved this new sensation!

*

Sasuke moaned at the taste of his brother's anus. It was… different. He swiped his tongue against the clenching walls, working his mouth against the cheeks, nuzzling into the crack. He gently grazed his teeth over the stretched skin before him, giving a half-kiss, as best he could with his tongue wriggling around in the tiny hole.

He squeezed the flesh in his hands, kneading it in his pleasure. He withdrew his tongue briefly, only to thrust it back in again, broadening it to stretch the opening.

Soon, he decided it was time to add the first finger.

He let go of the left cheek, bringing his right hand to his mouth. Taking his tongue away from his brother's anus for the last time, Sasuke slicked his middle finger before wriggling it into the moistened hole.

He thrust it in a few times, circling it around the constricting muscle.

"Sasuke! Oh… What-what're you doing?" Itachi's breathy half-protest made its way to Sasuke's ears. He didn't respond to this, either. He circled the hole with his finger once more, before swiftly adding his index. He heard the sharp intake of breath and felt the sudden clenching around his fingers. He let Itachi adjust for a moment, before sliding them in and out a few times.

He began scissoring them when he heard Itachi's first moan of pleasure. He stretched the passage as gently as he could. He crooked his fingers, hoping to find the wonderful little nerve-bundle he knew would make Itachi writhe even more.

*

Itachi gasped as something magical was touched inside him. He cried out, bringing his hands from behind his knees, to Sasuke's hair again. His legs spread apart of their own accord, his heels digging into the mattress, his calves pressed to the backs of his thighs.

"Oh… there!" He pushed back against those wonderful fingers. He gripped his brother's head in pleasure, never wanting this to end!

If only he had some kind of friction on his penis! That would make it all perfect!

Deciding Sasuke was taking too long, Itachi took matters into his own hands. Literally. He brought his right hand from Sasuke's hair and gave a gentle but firm squeeze to his testicles, trying to relieve them of some of the pressure he could feel building. He felt the dampness of the leaking pre, soaking his sac and pubic hair. He groaned, sliding his hand up to wrap firmly around the base, ready to fist fuck himself until he passed out.

His hand was slapped away.

"Oh no you don't. Not yet. Patience, Aniki." Sasuke brought Itachi's hand to his mouth, using his left hand, as his right hand was otherwise engaged. He licked the juices from the digits, letting out a soft groan at the taste. His first taste of his aniki.

Itachi repressed a whimper as he felt Sasuke's tongue sliding over his fingers. He allowed himself to groan, though. He needed to come. Now.

His penis was aching. His testicles were heavy, ready to release his semen in a torrent of bliss. He needed friction!

*

Sasuke slipped in the third finger while his brother was distracted by his mouth on his fingers. He loved the taste of Itachi. He loved the feel of Itachi clenching around him. He loved Itachi.

He released the fingers, letting them fall to the mattress to grasp at the sheets. As long as Itachi didn't touch himself, he didn't care where his hands were. This time, Sasuke decided, Itachi was only his to touch.

After another couple of minutes preparing his brother, Sasuke finally decided he was ready. He withdrew his fingers, earning a disappointed moan from his brother.

He gripped the base of his own throbbing erection and aimed it at the well-prepared anus.

Without giving any warning as to his next move, Sasuke thrust himself in. In one movement, he'd inserted himself to the hilt.

He marvelled at the sensation of entering his brother dry. It was so good.

*

Itachi felt as though he was split in two! But… it was good. Really good. Fucking orgasmic! He groaned. Well, it was more of a growl. He felt so full! Who knew his little brother was so… big.

He clenched around the stationary member, trying to get used to it quickly so the action could begin.

After a moment or two, he was ready. He let Sasuke know by pushing against him slightly.

His brother began a slow, steady pace, thrusting in and out leisurely. Itachi was in heaven. Sasuke's stomach was sliding over his penis, giving a little friction as he pumped himself in and out. He almost sobbed with pleasure at finally getting what he wanted.

He wrapped his legs around Sasuke's waist, meeting his every thrust with his own. He held his brother with his left hand, caressing the back of his neck, while his right hand slid in between them to grasp at his own penis. Sasuke's stomach just wasn't enough.

Sasuke gripped Itachi's wrist and pried him away from his arousal.

"No," was all he said. Itachi didn't understand! Why! But before he could ask, a firm hand, smaller than his own, was wrapped around his penis, pumping slowly, building up to match the pace of their lovemaking.

He moaned, bringing Sasuke's head down, into a kiss. He held his brother's face between his hands, before wrapping his arms around his neck as he rocked his hips up to match Sasuke's thrusts. He devoured his otouto's mouth, dominating the kiss.

Sasuke suddenly changed angles again, hitting Itachi's prostate every time he thrust in. Itachi couldn't suppress the sob that made it through his throat, as he was assaulted with pleasure. He was so close!

Sasuke's hand sped up, between their bodies, as his pace increased. He rammed into Itachi as both felt their completion drawing nigh.

*

Sasuke let out a low moan, his pleasure building; coiling tightly in his abdomen, ready to be released any moment.

He felt Itachi clench around him, reaching his own peak. All because of Sasuke.

"Itachi," his voice was husky, lusty. His lips tingled from the impassioned kiss they'd shared only moments before.

Low moans and groans filled the room as the brothers ground against each other, holding the other as close as possible.

Soon, Sasuke came with a groan, spilling himself into his brother, feeling Itachi's release against his hand and stomach. He relished the sound of his name spilling from his brother's lips, knowing now that he too, could make his brother cry.

AN: The End! I would like to dedicate this last chapter to Norway22. If it wasn't for your insistence, this probably would have taken a lot longer! Thank you for being so faithful! I love you!