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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      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:
      Higashikata_Josuke/Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Higashikata_Josuke_(JoJo:_Diamond_is_Unbreakable), Kujo_Jotaro
  Additional Tags:
      Humiliation, Crotch_Stepping, Light_Dom/sub, Omorashi, Uncle/Nephew
      Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-03 Words: 2767
****** Kneel for Me ******
by carriejack03
Summary
     Josuke asks Jotaro to humiliate him.
Notes
     I was stressed and I missed writing about these two.
See the end of the work for more notes
“Kneel.”
Josuke swallowed the lump in his throat and did as he was told, dropping into
his knees.
He sneaked a glance at Jotaro with eyes full of excitement, his chest could
barely contain the furious beating of his heart. They were really going to do
this. He felt so lucky to have such an amazing nephew, who always listened to
his whims and did everything he could to satisfy his needs.
Jotaro looked down at him with annoyance, but Josuke could see how much his
pupils were dilated and how his fingers were twitching in what Josuke knew it
was more than nervous tick.
“Good grief…” Jotaro muttered under his breath, grabbing the edge of his hat
and pulling it down a little. Goosebumps blossomed on Josuke’s skin when Jotaro
grabbed his chin with two of his fingers and forced him to look up.
Jotaro eyed him for a moment, before he dropped his hard gaze down on him and
clicked his tongue annoyed, tightening the grip around his jaw enough to ache.
“Are you already hard? You’re so disgusting…” Jotaro’s harsh words stung, but
somehow that made Josuke even more excited.
Jotaro forced his mouth open with a thumb and inspected his teeth, Josuke
didn’t know what he was hoping to find but he stood completely still and let
his nephew do what he wanted.
“ Ugh- ” Josuke felt his breath being cut off when Jotaro’s thumb pressed
against his tongue and pushed back in his throat until it brushed against the
back of his throat. Josuke instinctually grabbed his nephew’s wrist and dug his
nails in the heated skin, feeling himself gag at the sensation.
Jotaro grumbled under his breath and took his finger out, a stripe of drool
connecting it to Josuke’s still parted mouth. Some of his saliva dropped on
Jotaro’s expensive shoes and the man eyed them for a moment before he grabbed
Josuke’s jet black hair and forced him to look down at them.
The boy bit his lip to avoid screaming - even if he wasn’t sure if it was for
the pain or because Jotaro touched his precious hair - before he stopped, his
eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He… didn’t know what to do.
He tried to look to ask Jotaro for help but his nephew pulled him down again,
this time he had to press his hands on the floor to avoid breaking his nose.
“Look at the mess you’ve made…  clean .” Jotaro’s voice was emotionless, but
Josuke could hear a threatening tone behind his apatic words.
Gulping, he held his trembling hands out to reach for the shoe, but Jotaro was
quicker and stepped on them without any hesitation, a sudden burning shot from
his hand to his brain and Josuke yelped like a puppy being scowled.
“J-Jotaro-san-- y-your foot--” He stumbled on his own words, the pain was too
much even for him and no matter how much he tugged his hands, Jotaro didn’t
budge, not even for a moment. With eyes full of tears, Josuke lifted his
pleading gaze on his nephew again, this time with his lower lip quivering.
But Jotaro merely arched an eyebrow and tightened his grip around the scalp.
“Can’t you even understand words, you little slut? Is taking cocks the only
thing you’re good at?”
Josuke bit his tongue, he wanted to reply so bad, but at the same time he
wanted to be good for Jotaro. However, some of his anger seemed to have shown
itself in his eyes since Jotaro tugged Josuke’s head enough for him to show his
neck in submission (not that it was given him much choice).
“Is this your answer? How many cocks have you taken in your life? Enough to not
be hungry?” Then Jotaro snorted at his own words. “No of course not, a little
slut like you can’t never be satisfied, am I right? That’s why you came to me,
your  nephew , because you’re so disgusting no one wants you anymore. I can’t
blame them, you’re such a disobedient thing… maybe I should throw you away
too.”
Josuke’s eyes widened in horror and he quickly shook his head left to right. He
had somehow managed to free his hands and clawed Jotaro’s white pants with both
of them, sinking his nails in the soft fabric with an expression of pure horror
painted on his face.
“N-No… p-please… I’ll do anything, Jotaro-san, just don’t throw me away!” He
sniffled, wrapping his arms around Jotaro’s leg with all the strength he could
muster.
Jotaro’s elegant fingers ran in his ruined pompadour and they took his chin
between them, lifting it up enough for Josuke to meet his hard gaze. Josuke
shuddered, feeling his cock twitch in interest.
“If what you say is true, then you know what to do.” Josuke swallowed, his
throat was too dry to reply to him vocally and he just nodded.
A blush crept on his cheeks while he leant down, he roamed his fingers on
Jotaro’s white pants, feeling how soft the fabric was under his fingertips.
His nerves were killing him, but the hot burning in his stomach was making up
to them. When his lips brushed on Jotaro’s shoe, he was suddenly hit of how
real  this situation was.
It had always been his dream to be treated like a toy by someone bigger and
stronger than him, but in Morioh it didn't exist someone like that, or rather,
not before Jotaro came. When Josuke had asked him to humiliate him, he had
expected a punch in the guts, what he  hadn't  expected was the burning lust in
Jotaro’s eyes. Josuke shuddered at only remembering the intensity of that
stare.
The tip of Jotaro’s shoe nudged against his parted lips and Josuke remembered
what he was supposed to do. With trembling fingers, he grabbed Jotaro’s ankle
and eyed his shoe nervously. As much as he was eager, it was still degrading to
do something like this.
“Hurry up, you fucking bitch, I don't have time to lose for someone as dirty as
you.” Jotaro’s words made him moan, that voice gave him pleasant shivers down
his spine.
Josuke stuck his tongue out, he hesitantly gave a long lick on Jotaro’s shoe.
The plastic taste of leather was making him gag, but the feeling of kneeling
there, with his mouth something as dirty as a shoe was tightening his pants in
a way he could not describe.
Josuke moaned shamelessly, sucking on the tip of the shoe while one of his hand
travelled on his crotch, squeezing it to feel his cock full and hard. But it
wasn’t enough, not with the soft material of his pants in the way.
Jotaro clicked his tongue and kneeled down to grab Josuke’s hair. The boy
whimpered but let Jotaro roll him on his back. His blue eyes fluttered open to
meet his nephew’s hard gaze, he sucked a breath and waited, his excitement
growing every second.
“Such a slut… touching yourself while sucking my shoe… I wonder since when I
have started to have such a slutty uncle… aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”
Jotaro’s tone was hard, but it was obvious he was excited, if that obvious
bulge on the front of his pants was anything to go by.
Following his gaze, a smirk tugged the edges of Jotaro’s lips and he grabbed
his clothed erection. “Do you want this? You look hungry from here… I wonder…
what you would do to taste this…”
Josuke was too preoccupied to stare at Jotaro’s cock to realize he had lifted a
foot and he had suddenly brought it down with more strange that it was needed.
“ Ah- ” Josuke’s mouth fell open and a sharp pain ran in his body like it had
been electriced. The tip of the shoe he had been licking just a moment ago was
now pressing against the front of his pants, toying with his hard cock and
balls.
Josuke wriggled but couldn’t move away, tears started to run down his cheeks
and it was getting difficult to breath, but it felt good, too good for him. His
hips jerked upward and that made Jotaro laugh a little, he pressed his foot
down more to give him what he wanted.
“You like even this? Really, what a slut you are… how many people have you
begged like this? Mh?” Josuke’s balls were aching from the pain. He had also a
weird feeling in the lower part of his stomach, but the pleasure was hazing his
mind and he couldn’t think straight.
“N-No one… y-you are the o-only one I-I want… J-Jotaro-san-” It had been
difficult to mutter those words, but Josuke wanted to be good boy for Jotaro,
for the person he looked up the most in this world.
“Good… I always reward honest sluts.” Jotaro sounded pleased and added more
pressure to his foot. Josuke’s back arched and gripped his nephew’s ankle
instinctually, but he didn’t move it away.
Suddenly, he felt a warm stream soaking his boxers and the pressure in his
bladder seemed to ease, Josuke didn’t realize what it was at first but once the
warm liquid started to go down his balls and on his ass, his eyes snapped open
full in shock and shame.
He couldn’t this was happening, he wanted it to stop, but he couldn’t do it
with Jotaro’s foot pressing on his crotch. And he didn’t want to think what
would have happened if his nephew found out…
“W-Wait-- J-Jotaro-san… give me a second, p-please--” His pitiful sobs seemed
to work because Jotaro stopped moving. He glanced down at Josuke, who was
staring at the ground like it was the most interesting thing in the world with
even the tip of his ears coloured in a deep red.
“What’s wrong, Josuke?” He sounded genuinely worried and Josuke felt shame
washing on him. He didn’t want to tell him, but there was no way he could go to
the bathroom if Jotaro didn’t move.
Gathering all his courage, he finally decided to speak. “Mh… it’s just-- ah, I
have a little problem down there-- if you could give me two seconds…”
Jotaro arched an eyebrow at him. He lifted his foot and Josuke nearly screamed
when he saw the wet spot on the front of his pants. It was so humiliating and
by Jotaro’s surprised gaze he knew he had seen it too.
“I-I’m sorry…” Josuke wanted to crawl in a hole and hide there until the end of
the time. This was too much even for him.
“Christ…” Jotaro kneeled down beside Josuke to get a better look at his soaked
slacks. He looked curious, delighted even, but maybe that was something Josuke
saw in his delirious state. The boy bit his lips and turned his head away,
folding his hands on his chest like a prayer. He rubbed his legs together,
feeling his bladder still full and ready to empty itself. He had stopped the
stream, but the urge hit him again and it was getting difficult to even move
like that.
“Jota-” His call was cut at halfway when Jotaro’s big hand pressed on his lower
abdomen, prompting his bladder to let itself go. Josuke moaned and tried to get
up, but Jotaro’s other hand gently pushed him back.
“No- wait--” It was useless, Jotaro pressed his hand harder on the bladder and
Josuke couldn’t hold it anymore.
Warm piss soaked his boxers, but it didn’t take long for it to go down his
legs. Josuke felt the stickiness on his skin, a yellow poll had formed under
him and the stream had yet to stop.
He cried, his bladder felt better but it was like he was five again and wet his
bed. Jotaro gently ran his fingers on his abused stomach as an apology and let
him cry until the stream finally stopped, leaving Josuke laying on the ground
with fat tears going down his cheeks.
It wasn’t long before Jotaro grabbed Josuke’s shirt and forced him on his knees
again without saying a word. The boy was embarrassed, he couldn’t tear his gaze
away from the ground. Surely his nephew wanted this to end after his accident,
there was no other explanation.
“Josuke, look at me.” Even if he didn’t want to, Josuke could not disobey that
commanding tone. He lifted his gaze and yelped surprised. He didn’t know what
he was expecting but this surely wasn’t what he had in mind.
Jotaro’s dick was big, the biggest one he had ever seen and the head was so
thick. It was really a nice cock, one that it could be seen only in porn. It
actually made Josuke self-conscious about his dimensions. Not that he was
little, but damn, this really surpassed him.
“Wrap your lips around the head, I know you can’t take it all down your throat
and I don’t want you throw up on me.” The small pause Jotaro made was strange,
like he wanted to add something, but Josuke was too surprised to think much
about that.
A second passed, then another and Jotaro began to get annoyed. He grabbed the
back of Josuke’s head and moved it closer to his cock, without any of the
kindness he had showed before.
“Come on, you slut, do I need to repeat myself?”
Josuke sneaked a glance to Jotaro’s face, wondering if this was real or only a
joke. But no, Jotaro’s eyes were hard and lust was so clear in his gaze that
didn’t leave Josuke with any doubt.
It was strange, taking a man’s cock in his mouth while his pants were soaked in
piss, but his dick twitched in his wet slacks and Josuke knew that it wasn’t
only Jotaro that wanted this, he himself could barely control himself. What a
pervert he was.
“Good, just stay there and suck on the tip now.” Jotaro’s words were soft and
Josuke did what he was told. It didn’t taste as bad as he had imagined, the
pre-cum was spilling in his mouth but Josuke swallowed everything Jotaro had to
give him.
His nephew wrapped his other hand around his cock and began pumping it,
grunting lowly every time he brushed against the base of his cock. The sounds
he was making, even if they were muffled, made Josuke weak on the knees. He
could get off on that voice alone, it was so good to listen to.
Jotaro’s fingers drew circles on his scalp while he kept moving his hand up and
down his length, the sick sound of skin against skin was making Josuke go crazy
with need. He didn’t care if his pants were soaked in piss, he wanted to get
off so bad.
“Touch yourself, Josuke.” He didn’t let him repeat himself. Hurryingly, he
sneaked his fingers inside his wet pants and grabbed his cock in a firm grip,
starting to move it at the same time as Jotaro’s hand.
He could feel the stickiness of the piss and he knew he was probably going to
great this after everything was done, but right now he couldn’t focus on petty
things like this. He needed to cum so bad, there was nothing he wanted more in
that moment.
It didn’t take long for Jotaro to grunt a warning, Josuke was so focused on
himself that he nearly didn’t hear it, but he definitely noticed when cum began
to shot in his mouth.
“Mph--” Josuke gagged, but he didn’t move away. This was Jotaro’s and he wanted
to know everything about his nephew, even what taste his cum had.
Josuke’s hand didn’t stop stroking his dick and, while Jotaro’s cum was still
filling his mouth, he was thrown over the edge too. His orgasm hit him strongly
and he needed to use all of his strength to not bite down. But it was worth it,
he had never felt better in his life.
Jotaro’s dick left his mouth a second after, spreading the remaining cum on
Josuke’s plump lips. The boy closed his mouth and swallowed, his stomach
filling with the warm cum.
Josuke glanced up at Jotaro and smiled, his cheeks colouring of a pretty red.
“Thank you, Jotaro-san.”
His nephew sighed and leaned his head down, placing a small kiss on Josuke’s
lips and helped him standing.
Jotaro pulled himself back, a small smile tugged the corners of his mouth.
“We need to bathe, then clean up this mess.”
Josuke blushed and hid his face in Jotaro’s chest, letting himself being
dragged towards the bathroom.
“Yes, Jotaro-san.”
End Notes
     This was written for myself so I don't care if it's bad lol
     @carriejack03 on twitter and tumblr <3
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