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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi, Other
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Higashikata_Josuke/Kira_Yoshikage/Kishibe_Rohan, Higashikata_Josuke/
      Kishibe_Rohan, Kira_Yoshikage/Kishibe_Rohan
  Character:
      Higashikata_Josuke_(JoJo:_Diamond_is_Unbreakable), Kishibe_Rohan, Kira
      Yoshikage_(JoJo:_Diamond_is_Unbreakable)
  Additional Tags:
      Cheating, Established_Relationship, Vaginal_Sex, Humiliation, Dirty_Talk,
      Double_Penetration, Anal_Sex, Sex_Toys, Trans_Male_Character, Threesome_-
      M/M/M
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-10 Words: 4576
****** Estasia ******
by carriejack03
Summary
     Josuke goes to Rohan's house and finds a surprise.
Notes
     Sequel of All_Fun_and_Games but it's not necessary reading it to
     understand the story ;)
     I'm so glad I got the chance to wite this!!
See the end of the work for more notes
Josuke had the habit of dropping at Rohan’s house unannounced. Of course, he
was his boyfriend, these “surprises” were something sweet he did to cheer Rohan
up. Or so he had thought.
Josuke lifted his eyes to see Rohan’s house a few meters in front of him and a
smile tugged the corners of his lips. He hadn't planned to go there, but his
feet had brought him here and why not? Maybe he could spend his afternoon with
Rohan, he had told his mom he would have gotten home late anyway.
When his foot settled on the porch, a sudden, heavy weight stopped him in his
tracks. Something was wrong, he could feel it. He checked his surroundings and
looked down at himself, maybe he had eaten something that made him feel bad,
but there was nothing out of the ordinary. Strange, was his heart playing
tricks on him?
He fumbled the keys in his hand - Rohan had given those to him after the eighth
time he broke the door - and slowly opened the front door. He couldn't hear
anything, not even the sound of a pen furiously scribbling on paper. Was Rohan
asleep? No, that wasn't possible, one of his boyfriend’s flaws was how poorly
he treated himself, he preferred finishing a chapter than going to sleep,
sometimes Josuke had to force him in the bed before he exhausted himself (like
it happened most of the times).
Quietly, Josuke closed the door behind him and threw off his shoes. He placed
his bag on the sofa, and began to walk up the stairs, the sound of his
footsteps echoing in the seemingly empty house.
He decided to check the studio first, but there was no one there. His eyes
briefly settled on the fresh pages of the new chapter Rohan was telling him the
other day (something about a man killing his wife’s lover). All the pens were
placed carefully on the table in such an order that Josuke couldn't help but
chuckle. Rohan was messy with everything, except his drawing tools. It was
cute, Josuke loved how his eyes shone when he looked at his desk.
Josuke’s head snapped to his right. He had heard something, but he couldn't
understand what it was. Had he imagined it?
“ --”
No, there it was again. It was more than a whisper, or so it seems since
Rohan’s walls were thick and rarely let any sound out.
His heart skipped a beat. He had a bad sensation, something in his mind told
him to not go checking it out, curiosity killed the cat, right? But he  needed
to know and what if Rohan was in danger? Or someone had entered in the house?
No  he couldn't leave like this.
With a heavy heart, Josuke stepped out Rohan’s studio and went towards the
bedroom, where the sounds seemed to come. The more he came closer, the more he
could make out what those voices were saying. There were two people there, one
of them was surely Rohan’s. He didn't recognize the other, but that wasn't what
he cared about  right now. He wanted to believe Rohan was in danger, that he
was hurting--
“ Ah-- fuck-- ”
Josuke’s heart dropped in his stomach. That definitely wasn't a sound of
someone who was hurting. Josuke’s heart was ringing in his ears, his mind
seemed to be light, like he was a dream, but it was all very real. He knew what
that meant, he didn't have to open the door to see what was happening but he
had to, he was still desperately gripping to the hope in his heart.
Josuke held his shaky hand out and placed it on the doorknob. Rohan’s moans
were filling his ears and, even if it was totally inappropriate for a situation
like that, his dick twitched interest in his pants. He  could turn away, he
could pretend that nothing was happening--
His hand turned the doorknob down without him noticing. The first thing
Josuke’s noticed was the heavy scent of sex present in the room. It was so
thick it nearly made Josuke take a step back. But his feet were frozen in his
tracks, he couldn't move, he could hardly breath--
On the bed - the same one he had shared with Rohan so many times he had lost
count - Rohan was moaning and wriggling, his body bouncing up and down with
fervour. His small breasts, shining for all the drops of sweat that were
rolling down on them, looked so tasty with his hard nipples begging to be
bitten. Rohan was facing the door with his eyes shut down for the pleasure, his
hands were forced behind to make him fuck himself on the cock that was pumping
in and out his tight pussy with only the strength of his legs. Josuke had never
seen Rohan look this hot.
The low grunt coming from under Rohan made Josuke return to his senses. That's
right, Rohan looked sexy as hell, but it wasn't for him, it was someone else
who had made him look like that.
“So how is it? Are you enjoying my cock, you whore?” Josuke couldn't see the
man’s face, hidden by Rohan’s body, but the words he said tightened the grip
around his heart painfully. He wanted to tell him to stop, to not call Rohan
like that, he  wasn't a whore, he was his precious--
“ Ah-  fuck,  Kira --” Rohan moaned, opening his mouth in a O, bouncing his
hips down that thick cock with a powerful thrust. He was  loving  it, it didn't
take a genius to understand that.
Kira - Josuke supposed that was the man’s name - chuckled under him, his deep
voice made Josuke’s stomach tightened in a painful grip and tugged Rohan’s
wrists, that he was forcing behind his back, to make him arch his back. “You
slut , can't you even reply? Maybe I should have punished  more. ”
Tears clung to Rohan’s eyelashes, but that was what it made him go more. The
sound of skin slapping against skin filled Josuke’s ears. It was surreal,
standing there, watching his boyfriend getting fucked by a man he didn't even
know…
“Ngh- y-yeah, I love it-- give m-me more-- oh--” Rohan’s words were so
desperate , so needy, Josuke was tempted to give him what he wanted, but he
couldn't move, he couldn't do anything.
Kira laughed amused and lifted his head to say something when his blue, cold
eyes met with Josuke’s shocked ones. The man stopped for a moment, his unmoving
stare looking at Josuke challenging. Then, after what seemed like an eternity,
Kira’s lips tugged into an amused smile and lifted himself on one eyebrow,
maintaining the hold on Rohan’s wrist with one hand.
Josuke shivered. He didn't like that man at all, not when he seemed totally
unbothered by Josuke’s presence. Kira licked his lips, his eyes never leaving
Josuke’s, and parted his lips, where the younger boy could see two lines of
perfectly straight white teeth.
“You can do better than this, right? Why don't let me you hear your slutty
voice beg for me? Be a good little whore for me…” Kira’s sharp words seemed to
be directed more towards Josuke rather than Rohan, but the young mangaka didn't
notice, too lost in his own pleasure to even realize his  boyfriend  was there
watching him.
Rohan’s body shuddered, but he kept his pace and he even seemed to be more
enthusiastic about  it than before. “K-Kira-- p-please-- I need to cum-- f-
fuck-- more… Ngh-- I need-- please keep fucking my pussy, I’m almost…”
Josuke couldn’t believe those words had spilled out from Rohan’s mouth. He held
the edge of the door with a hand or he would have fallen to the ground. He
couldn’t stay straight, not with that scene happening in front of him.
His dick twitched in his pants. Even if his heart hurt and he wanted to cry,
his body betrayed him. He wanted to crawl in a hole and hide himself there
forever.
Kira shot him a knowing look, his eyebrows raised in a knowing look. Anger and
shame washed over Josuke, who couldn’t do nothing but return a glare filled
with a pure, deep hate for the blond man.
Kira simply smirked at him and lifted himself enough to reach with a hand
Rohan’s chin and turned his head towards Josuke, his lips brushing Rohan’s lobe
while his icy eyes kept staring at Josuke with a strange light.
“Sweetheart, why don’t you open your eyes and repeat those words? I’m sure  we
will love it.” When Josuke realized the meaning of those words, it was late for
him to turn his back and run down the stairs.
Slowly, like it was a scene of a movie, Rohan’s eyes fluttered open. His vision
was unfocused, but the it didn’t take much to him to clear the haze of his
pleasure.
Josuke stood still, he didn’t dare to move, his breath was caught in his throat
and he thought he might pass out. Rohan’s colour drained from his face and he
finally ceased the furious movement of his hips.
“J-Josuke?” The words were nothing more than a whimper, but Josuke heard them
perfectly. Rohan’s eyes quickly started to fill with tears and, even in his
anger and shame, Josuke felt the urge to step closer to him and wrap his arms
around his boyfriend’s slender body. But their moment was, once again,
shattered by Kira.
The hand on Rohan’s chin tightened its grip and the mangaka let out a pitiful
sob, one that was a mixture of guilt and excitement. Kira placed a kiss on
Rohan’s neck, his lips tugged in a grin that nearly split his face in two.
“So? Aren’t you going to beg more? Or don’t you wish to let  Josuke  see how
good you are at taking my cock?” Josuke shuddered at the way Kira said his
name, so full of mockery and something Josuke didn’t have to time to
understand.
Rohan tried to wriggle out Kira’s grasp, but the man’s hand was as hard as
steel and he didn’t bulge not even for a millimeter.
“S-Stop, K-Kira-- p- please-- D-Don’t-- Josuke is her--” Tears ran down Rohan’s
cheeks, but his eyes never left Josuke’s. He seemed like he wanted to say
something, but his throat was too dry.
Josuke watched with horrified eyes how Kira started thrusting up with more
strength than needed, making Rohan mewl when his sweet spot was hit.
“You know,  Josuke , this slut is such a glutton for rough treatment, he comes
to me begging to get fucked until he doesn’t know his own name anymore… you
think I’m forcing him? Oh, you should have felt how tight and wet he became
when he saw you…” Kira scraped his teeth against Rohan’s shoulder and used his
other hand to tug Rohan back, to show Josuke his chest all covered in bruises
and marks.
“N-No-- Josuke-- That’s… not true… I-I swear--” Another deep thrust in Rohan’s
heat shut him up for good. He threw his head back and gave a loud, sultry moan,
one that could make Josuke cum on the spot. He had never heard Rohan being like
this, he hated how Kira was treating him, but at the same time he couldn’t deny
the burning heat in his stomach.
“What a filthy  whore , trying to hide the truth even if it’s obvious? Here,
let him see how wet you are, then we’ll see who is right.” Kira parted his
legs, forcing Rohan to do the same and Josuke was able to get a better look of
the man’s cock sliding in and out his boyfriend’s red pussy.
His juice were soaking Kira’s legs and the white sheets, for as much as he
wanted to deny it, Rohan was truly getting off by that situation. Tears welled
up his eyes, it was starting to get more difficult to breath. He could easily
Crazy Diamond to punc Kira’s face, but he couldn’t, not with his own needy
erection pressing against the front of his pants.
“J-Josuke-- I-- S-Sorry… I’m sorry-- please--” Rohan’s voice broke several
times, either to moan or to sob, it was the sweetest plea Josuke had ever
listened to. Kira leaned on the bed again, making sure that Rohan didn’t close
his legs suddenly to shield himself, and thrusted his hips up, making the other
mewl and wriggle in his grasp.
“R-Rohan--” Josuke didn’t know if he wanted to cry or to moan, his heart was
clenching so much in his chest that he thought it would explode, but his dick
was telling him another story differently and of course, Kira’s eyes didnìt
miss that.
“Ngh- Aren’t you glad, sweetheart? See? Josuke likes watching you getting
fucked as much as you do, isn’t it cute?” Kira laughed cruelly, slapping his
pelvis against Rohan’s ass, the mocking sound filling Josuke’s ears.
Rohan whimpered, but his eyes went down Josuke’s crotch and the boy felt the
knots in his stomach tighten painfully when his boyfriend’s tongue darted out
his mouth to lick his dry lips. It was much, he wanted badly to run there and
start fucking Rohan as rough as he could.
“Mh-- Ah-- Please-- I’m almost-- almost--” Rohan’s voice was higher than normal
and his thrusts had become sloppier and sloppier, Josuke knew he was close.
Kira noticed that too and finally unwrapped his strong fingers from Rohan’s
wrists, who didn’t lose time and gripped the man’s knees to take his cock
deeper inside of him.
“Are you going to come sweetheart? Why don’t you make Josuke see how you do
it?” Fresh tears soaked Rohan’s cheeks, for a moment Josuke thought that he
would have denied Kira, but he shaky reached his clit with one of his hands.
Rohan straightened his back, his teary eyes looked at Josuke both pleadingly
and aroused, and began to roll his clit between two fingers while his other
hand found one of his nipples and pinched it, digging his nails in the soft
flesh around it.
“A-Ah-- J-Josuke-- I-It’s good-- so good-- forgive me, forgive m--” Rohan
didn’t get to finish his sentence, not when his orgasm hit him, his pussy
clampsed around Kira’s cock like it wanted to make it stay there. Josuke
watched aroused - and jealous - how Rohan’s juices dirtied Kira’s thighs in a
transparent substance. His boyfriend threw his head back, letting out a sultry
moan that made Josuke’s knees grow weak they nearly hit the floor.
Rohan’s body shock in pleasure and would have fallen down if Kira hadn’t caught
him in time. With more gentleness Josuke thought the other man was capable of,
he gripped Rohan’s waist and lifted him up, sliding his cock out from that
burning heat. Rohan moaned, the effect of his orgasm hadn’t quite disappeared
and his body was still trembling like a small leaf.
That seemed to snap Josuke out of his daze. Like an invisible force was pushing
him, Josuke made his way towards the bed, it took him a moment before he slowly
reached Rohan’s shoulders and took them between his hands.
Rohan lifted his teary gaze, he opened his mouth to say something but Josuke
shut him up by pressing a sweet kiss against his parted lips. He was confused,
he was angry, but he was excited too, and that was something he couldn’t
ignore.
“Aren’t you two sweet?” Josuke glared at Kira, who was still gripping Rohan’s
hips. He looked amused, some blond lock had fallen in front of his eyes, giving
him a spend appearance. Josuke, couldn’t lie, he was indeed attractive, but he
had something that made him want to punch his perfect cheekbones until he was
bloody mess.
Josuke showed his teeth and tightened his hold on Rohan’s shoulders, making him
lean against him while keeping his eyes on Kira. “Fuck off, you’ve had him, now
you can go away.”
Kira’s lips perked up amused, but he didn’t bulge, instead he wrapped his arms
around torso in a possessive hug. “I don’t think so, I haven’t come yet, this
little  slut  went ahead without me and now he has to suffer the consequences,
isn’t it, right, sweetheart?”
Josuke numbly watched how Rohan nodded. His body was still shaking from the
orgasm, but the fog in his mind seemed to have dissipate enough for him to
understand what Josuke and Kira were talking about. Josuke briefly wondered
since when this  affair  went on but he quickly dismissed this thought, he was
better off knowing.
Rohan shakily gripped Josuke’s shoulders and lifted himself up, not caring that
his juices dripped down on his thighs. He wrapped his arms around Josuke’s
broad shoulders and looked at him pleading.
“J--Josuke… I-I’m sorry… but I need it… p-please--” If Josuke hadn’t known
Rohan for so long, he would have thought he was kidding, but he knew that he
was dead serious. He wished to do many things in that moment, he wanted to
scream, to ask Rohan if he really did think that was the right moment to ask
for his cock, but his body made the decision for himself.
Josuke sighed and fumbled with his pants, ignoring Kira’s chuckle behind Rohan,
and dropped them just enough for his dick to spring free from its restriction.
“Alright.” Josuke’s fingers brushed against Rohan’s lower abdomen, enjoying how
his boyfriend’s mewled in pleasure. “How do you want it?”
Rohan struggled, too busy eyeing Josuke’s hard dripping cock to listen to what
he had said. Kira smirked and lifted him up to his knees to position him right
between the both of them. After a moment of hesitation, Josuke crawled on the
bed, his knees sinking in the soft mattress and hooked one of Rohan’s legs
under his arm, noticing how hot and sweaty the skin was under his fingertips.
Kira bit Rohan’s lobe and sunk two of his fingers inside the mangaka’s anus,
making Rohan throw his head back to let out a loud moan. Josuke flushed deeply,
his mouth hanging open in disbelief.
“I’ll take his ass, he  loves  it when I take him from behind, but before it…”
Slowly, Kira pulled a dildo of a purple colour so similar to his eyes that it
nearly disturbed him. It was nearly as thick as Josuke’s and shorter, Josuke
hadn’t noticed it before, too busy staring at this pussy to see it, but it was
still a surprise for him to see something like that, especially since he didn’t
know Rohan was in those type of things.
“This is his favourite, I don’t know why he is so attached at this thing, but I
guess it’s not really my business…” Kira explained, tossing the smelly toy
away. He then grabbed Rohan’s other leg and spreaded him for Josuke to see how
wet Rohan had already become. “Come on,  Josuke , this little slut is begging
you to fill his hole, are you going to make him wait for much longer?”
Josuke growled at Kira and wrapped his fingers around his cock, pumping it a
few times before he placed the tip against the front of Rohan’s pussy. His
boyfriend’s fingers curled against his shoulders, sinking his nails in the
shirt as much as he could. Josuke didn’t care, not with such a pleasant heat
starting to surround him.
He began to push inside slowly, not wanting to hurt Rohan in any way, but he
jumped surprised when Rohan let out a high-pitched mewl. Looking down, he saw
how Kira had started to slid his cock inside Rohan’s anus, but conversely to
Josuke, he had no mercy in ramming his cock inside him roughly.
“Christ-- T-This-- W-Wait--” Tears prickled down Rohan’s eyes once again and
drool dripped on his chin, but he made no movements to wipe it away.
“Ah- Look at you, drooling like a bitch in heat? Aren’t you ashamed to let your
precious Josuke seeing you like this?” Kira sank his teeth in Rohan’s neck,
thrusting his hips up to ram his dick inside completely.
Josuke groaned, pushing his cock more in Rohan’s pussy, feeling how his walls
clamped around him like they wanted to suck him in. Josuke panted heavily, his
voice was thick of lust and he had some difficulties to make Rohan stay still
in his arms.
“Oh- god… oh God!” His boyfriend bit his lower lip and looked down, seeing two
cocks entering inside of him. He flared his nostrils to try calming himself
down, but it was proven to be impossible when Kira started to thrust his cock
in and out.
Rohan moaned, arching his back to lean his head against Kira’s shoulders. He
was completely overwhelmed he could barely think, Josuke knew that expression
very well, that’s why he couldn’t help but tilt his head to catch one of
Rohan’s tears with the tip of his tongue.
“Beautiful… you’re so beautiful, Rohan…” Josuke mumbled against his skin.
Rohan’s pussy tightened around him and all his thoughts flew out the window.
Josuke rolled his hips experimentally, but Rohan didn’t seem in the mood to go
slow, not when he bounced himself up and down his and Kira’s cock with a needy
expression painted on his face.
“Seems like the slut wants us to move? What do you say, Josuke, shall we give
him what he wants?” Josuke hated how Kira addressed him casually, like what
they were doing was normal, but he couldn’t do anything else than nod, his
voice seemingly stuck in his throat.
They started clumsy, both of them trying to find a pace. It was more difficult
than Josuke had thought it would be, the porn always made it look easy, they
finally managed to do decently after a minute, Kira was thrusting inside and
Josuke was pulling out, Josuke thrusted and Kira pulled out, and they kept
going like this, each of them trying to match the other’s pace.
Josuke hadn’t immediately noticed when Kira grabbed a fistful of Rohan’s hair,
but then he heard his boyfriend moan and his head snapped towards him. Jealousy
burned in his stomach when he saw how Kira’s lips were ravishing Rohan’s mouth,
he hated that, he wanted him all for himself, but he couldn’t deny it wasn’t
hot.
Rohan’s pulled away when Josuke rammed his cock inside at the same time as
Kira’s. He shuddered and tugged Josuke’s shoulders in a silent plea of being
more gentle, but Kira merely chuckled behind him, rolling his hips to
accentuate the thrust and slapping one of Rohan’s buttcheeks with his wide
palm.
“Don’t be fooled, Josuke -kun , he loves this, I’m sure he had been thinking
about us fucking him for a long time, he’s such a slut, if you know how to
handle him, he could beg for anything… maybe you should watch some of the
videos we did together.” Josuke’s ears were ringing, if it was for the anger or
for the excitement he didn’t know. He didn’t even have to ask Rohan if it was
true because he knew it would be.
Josuke slid his cock out and pushed it back again, this time changing the angle
so it would be able to hit Rohan’s G-spot immediately. Rohan mewled, curling
his toes against the sheets with an expression of pure pleasure painted on his
face. Every time he opened his mouth, he seemed like he wanted to say
something, but the tears and the moans turned his words in incoherent blabber.
Josuke loved how Rohan had turned. He knew it was more because he was still
overstimulated by his previous orgasm, but he was starting to see why Kira
seemed to have fun while fucking Rohan (that didn’t mean he had still forgiven
either of them for what they had done behind his back).
Josuke arched an eyebrow surprised when Kira sticked two of his fingers inside
Rohan’s mouth. His boyfriend hesitantly started to suck on them, a blush
spreading on his cheeks when he saw how Josuke was looking at him intently.
“He looks good, right? Poor little whore who can’t do anything else than taking
dicks inside of him… aren’t you pitiful?” Kira whispered in Rohan’s ears and
Josuke felt his body trembling under his fingertips. “Yes, you are, you begged
for this to happen, Josuke and I were so kind to give you what you wanted, next
time you have to knee and beg like the little slut you are, alright,
sweetheart?”
That seemed to throw Rohan off the edge once again. Both him and Kira grunted
lowly when Rohan clamped around both of their cocks, so tight it nearly hurt.
But they kept going, while Rohan rode his orgasm, they pushed themselves as
deep as they could, digging their nails mangaka’s flesh to steady him.
They didn’t make Rohan wait much longer, after three more thrusts they both
milked themselves inside the expecting holes. A moan left Josuke’s mouth and he
wrapped his arms around Rohan’s torso while his entire body was shocked by his
powerful orgasm.
Josuke breathed in and out, his mind was already starting to get fuzzy, but he
quickly blinked his eyes to stay awake and snapped his head to a side. That’s
right, he wasn’t alone, there was someone else inside with him-
Kira had already pulled away from Rohan and sat at the edge of the bed, his
back curled to find his clothes scattered around the room. Josuke placed
Rohan’s unmoving body on the soaked covers and slowly slided his cock out of
him. He blushed when he saw cum coming out from both of his holes and promised
himself to clean him up once they were alone.
“Is Rohan alright?” Josuke glanced back at Kira, who had no lifted his head
from the floor and had gathered at least his boxers and pants.
Josuke nodded but, guessing that Kira wouldn’t be able to see him in that
position, he licked his lips and said. “Yeah, he passed out though.”
“That’s so?” Josuke felt angry when he saw how uncaring Kira looked, too busy
to search for his socks, but before he could voice his anger, the man spoke
again. “Don’t throw words at me, after he wakes up, you should talk with Rohan…
then call me, once you’ve settled everything.”
Josuke wanted to laugh, he couldn’t believe the words Kira was saying. “What
makes you think we’ll call you again? Are you-”
 Josuke’s sentence broke when Kira chuckled, a dark, deep sound that made him
shiver for a moment. The now dressed man lifted himself from the bed and slowly
circled the bed until he was standing in front of Josuke with an amused but
cold expression.
Kira leaned closer, their noses brushing against each other.
“Because you can’t give him what he wants.”
Those words stung more than Josuke would have liked. Kira smiled and pulled
back, he took a few steps more and pressed a quick kiss on Rohan’s forehead,
muttering something Josuke didn’t quite catch then he walked towards the door,
without turning his head back again not even once.
Josuke stayed there, looking at Kira’s back disappearing down the stairs and
sighed. He brushed his fingers against Rohan’s cheeks and frowned, Kira’s words
still ringing in his ears.
“Fuck…”
It was strange, but what bothered him the most was that he knew that he had
said the truth.
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