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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki/Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki, Kujo_Jotaro, Mohammed_Abdul, Jean_Pierre_Polnareff
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Rope_Bondage, Kinda
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-06 Words: 1669
****** Cherry Boy ******
by sinfes_(damedanbo)
Summary
     They have a little time before the others come back to the car. Just
     enough time to have some fun. Last day of Jotakak week!
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
White smoke rolled off the hood of the car and drifted over the dark horizon.
Jotaro Kujo leaned against the vehicle, smoking and waiting. He and Kakyoin had
been left with the car while the rest of the gang went searching the narrow
streets for a hotel. The others had been gone for twenty minutes now, though
Avdol had sworn they’d be no more than an hour finding a safe place to stay.
They had a little time before Mr. Joestar and the others came back. Just enough
time, Kakyoin had decided, to have a little fun.
He pressed against Jotaro’s side and the taller boy let himself be pushed into
the side of the car. “Hey,” Jojo grunted, dropping the stub of his cigarette on
the ground. Kakyoin stepped forward to smash it under his heel.
“Hey yourself,” Kakyoin said, pushing himself into the other boy’s broad chest.
He tilted his head to nip at Jotaro’s throat, drawing a low growl from him. “I
think we’re going to be alone a while.” Jotaro gulped and nodded. He opened the
car door and they climbed into the backseat, where Kakyoin straddled Jotaro’s
legs and began kissing him in earnest.
Jotaro broke the kiss by leaning back; Kakyoin grumbled and kissed at his neck.
“They could be back any time,” he said, struggling to steady his breathing as
the redhead attacked him. Kakyoin’s eyes flickered up to meet his and he
smirked.
“Are you afraid?”
“No.”
“Then don’t worry about it, silly.”
Jotaro sighed and Kakyoin took that opportunity to kiss him again, with tongue.
It had nothing to do with being afraid. He just didn’t want his grandfather,
friend, and mentor to see him grinding on Kakyoin in the backseat of a car.
But they had only been gone for twenty minutes. It would probably be a while
before they came back, and it was dark out, and there was nothing else to do
but sit around and wait.
“You’re a virgin, right Jotaro?” Kakyoin asked, nibbling at his earlobe. Jotaro
shuddered and nodded, eyes closed. He wasn’t sure if Kakyoin had any
experience, but the redhead sure acted like he did.
“Do you want me to change that?” Kakyoin whispered, mouth mere centimeters from
Jotaro’s ear. The older boy froze, unsure. Now was hardly the time or the place
to be experimenting with sex. Making out, sure, dry humping, whatever, but sex?
“Uh,” he said intelligently, and Kakyoin kissed him again, nibbling on his
lower lip. “Sure.”
“Don’t sound so excited about it,” Kakyoin teased, splaying a hand over
Jotaro’s stomach. “Do you want to or not?”
“Let me think about it,” Jotaro grumbled, pulling Kakyoin in for another kiss.
Their tongues slid against each other’s, mapping out familiar territory, and
Kakyoin melted against Jotaro’s broad, warm chest. They parted for air and came
back together again, rolling their hips together awkwardly, grinding through
their clothes.
“I want to,” Jotaro panted when they finally separated, “Let’s do it.”
“Take off your clothes,” Kakyoin ordered, voice soft but firm. Jotaro
hesitated- if the old man and co. came back suddenly, he’d be completely naked;
there’d be no explaining it. But it had only been twenty, thirty minutes. They
had time. He trusted Kakyoin.
He kicked off his expensive shoes and began wriggling out of his 20,000 yen
pants. Kakyoin helped him as he shed his coat, laying back against it, and
peeled off his tank top. He hesitated to remove his underwear- he’d never been
naked in front of Kakyoin before, it was kind of a huge step- then hurriedly
yanked them off and kicked them to the floor. No turning back now.
Kakyoin eyed him like he was sizing up his next meal: hungrily. “Your body is
so beautiful,” he said, leaning down to press a kiss to Jotaro’s stomach.
“Shut up,” the brunette grumbled, embarrassed.
“No, I mean it. You’re so shy,” Kakyoin giggled, reaching up to knock Jotaro’s
hat askew. “You’re big, too.” With no cap to hide behind, Jotaro looked away in
embarrassment. “It’s a shame I’m not a size queen.”
“Right.” He nodded again. He had no idea what that meant.
“Have you ever fingered yourself, Jotaro?”
“Uh.” That was kind of a personal question.
“I just want to know how to best prepare you for this, that’s all.”
“A little,” he admitted. It hadn’t been his proudest moment. Star Platinum had
done most of the fingering. “A couple of times, I guess.”
“Then you should be fine.” Kakyoin purred, kissing his jaw. Many of Hierophan
Greent’s tentacles appeared, curling around Jotaro’s limbs and manipulating him
into position. Jotaro let himself be moved by the strong tendrils, which
tightened around him like ropes. They pulled his arms up over his head and
bound his wrists tightly together, and lifted and spread his legs so his knees
lay against his chest. There was only so much room in the backseat, so it was a
bit of an awkward position- maybe they should have waited to get to the hotel
first.
But there was no waiting. Kakyoin leaned over him to kiss him, pushing his
tongue into Jotaro’s mouth, and a slim, wet tentacle simultaneously pushed into
his hole. Jotaro squeaked into Kakyoin’s mouth, legs twitching as the slimy
green muscle wriggled into him. It was probably no thicker than a finger, but
moved much deeper, and it was quickly joined by a second tendril of Hierophant
Green.
 Kakyoin ceased nibbling on his lip a moment to pull back and ask, “Is this
okay?”
“Yeah,” Jotaro said, a bit shakily.
“Does it hurt?”
He thought about it a minute. Not really; it was just cold and slightly
uncomfortable. “No,” he decided, “it’s fine.”
“If you say so,” Kakyoin said, kissing him again. He coaxed Jotaro’s tongue
into his mouth and then sucked on it, drawing a soft moan from the older boy.
In the meantime, three wet tentacles worked at Jotaro’s ass, massaging and
spreading him apart carefully.
They broke apart again and Kakyoin watched as Jotaro shuddered and squirmed
against Hierophant Green. “This is a good look for you,” Kakyoin quipped, and
Jotaro shot him a dirty look from behind dark eyes.
Kakyoin unzipped his pants and the tentacles slid out of Jotaro, leaving him
empty and shivering in their wake. “Relax,” the redhead cooed, “I’ll give you
something else to put in there.”
“You suck at dirty talk,” Jotaro shot back, as Kakyoin pulled his cock out of
his pants. Kakyoin smiled and leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth,
pumping his prick with his hand. Jotaro moaned, watching him, and nervously
looked away. Kakyoin hummed, crawling over the brunette to line himself up with
his entrance.
Kakyoin slid into him without warning, thrusting hard and drawing a yelp from
Jotaro. “Sorry babe,” he said cheerfully, his Hierophant manipulating Jotaro’s
legs to be wider apart and higher up. A slender green tendril wrapped around
Jotaro’s hard, leaking cock and squeezed out a whine from the older boy. The
skinny end of the tentacle wriggled up against the head of his dick, toying
with his urethra.
“Kakyoin,” Jotaro said warningly.
“Kakyoin what?” Kakyoin asked, rolling his hips forward.
“Don’t do it,” Jotaro groaned shakily, head turning to the side.
“You’re no fun,” Kakyoin sighed, the tentacle retreating back to the base of
Jotaro’s dick. Some other time, then. Jotaro shook his head, straining against
Hierophant Green to lean forward. Understanding him without words, Kakyoin
leaned in and captured his mouth in a soft kiss, hips snapping forward, cock
pounding into the other boy.
They moved together as one, and not just because Hierophant was manipulating
Jotaro’s body. Jotaro bucked his hips against Hierophant’s hold, cursing and
grinding against Kakyoin. Kakyoin groaned, holding onto his boyfriend’s hips
and thrusting faster, harder.
Unsurprisingly, Jotaro came in minutes. He groaned low and loud, cum
splattering against his chest and tummy. Kakyoin chuckled, panting slightly as
he fucked the taller boy, quickening his pace again slightly.
“Hurry up,” Jotaro grumbled, glancing nervously away from the junction where
their bodies melded together, towards the dark window. The others could be back
any minute.
“Don’t rush me,” Kakyoin huffed, “it’s not my fault I have more stamina than
you.” More experience, too, but he didn’t bother to say that.
He came without much noise or fanfare, filling Jotaro with his seed. The
brunette squirmed and whined at the feeling, trying to pull away. Hierophant’s
tendrils stopped him, holding him in place until Kakyoin was finished. Then the
redhead collapsed against his chest, panting softly and nuzzling against his
neck.
“That was good,” Kakyoin sighed, propping his chin up against Jotaro’s
collarbone to stare lovingly up at him.
“Untie me,” Jotaro demanded, “they’re gonna be back soon.”
“Hm… No. Let’s stay like this a while.”
“Kakyoin!”
Eventually Kakyoin did release him, and Jotaro hurriedly yanked his clothes
back on, limbs banging into the car door and the back of the passenger’s seat
as he got dressed again. Kakyoin watched, chuckling to himself, until Jotaro
sat back in his seat, rumpled but redressed.
“Hope you’re satisfied, ‘cause you’re not getting any more,” Jotaro grumbled,
adjusting his hat on his head and rearranging himself into a more casual
position.
“I know,” Kakyoin said, “not until we get to the hotel, at least.”
“What?”
“Hm?”
“We’re BAAAACK!” Polnareff sang, throwing open the back door and shoving
Jotaro’s shoulder until he scooted over.
“Sorry that took so long,” Avdol said, “we ran into an enemy stand user. I’ll
let Polnareff tell you, since he’s been begging us all the way back.”
“I have not,” Polnareff huffed, making himself comfy in the backseat. “Anyway,”
he launched into his story, “there we were at the hotel…”
Jotaro tuned his chatter out, shooting a sly glance over at Kakyoin. The
redhead caught him looking, blinked, and smiled at him. Jotaro tilted his cap
over his eyes, trying not to smile back.
The car  reeked  of sex.
End Notes
     What a week! It was a lot of fun writing so much for this pairing. I
     can't say that I'm not a little worn out but I'm glad I participated,
     and I got some good ideas for future fics too.
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