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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:
      Public_Bathroom, buttplug, Daddy_Kink, Anal_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-16 Words: 2696
****** Risky Game ******
by BeatriixExtrange
Notes
     This was a fic I wrote for a White Day exchange! The giftée gave me
     permission to upload it so I hope you all enjoy it too!
It was an innocent enough lunch. Josuke had invited him to join them, with the
excuse that it was a “family thing”, even if they only family Jotaro saw was
the old Joseph and, of course, Josuke. He should have started doubting the
boy's intentions then, but they weren't alone, and so wouldn't be able to do
anything.
Or at least not much, but Josuke still found ways to tease him even in public.
The way he was sucking on the straw of his drink, lips plump and pouting, eyes
fixed on his like they weren't surrounded by friends and family, made his dick
twitch and wonder how bad it would be if he just bent him over the table right
there and then and fucked him in front of everyone. It'd be  bad , Jotaro
decided, but that didn't stop him from entertaining the idea. Josuke was always
such a tease, and loved to turn Jotaro on when he knew he couldn't do anything
about it too.
Jotaro glared at him, but Josuke simply smiled before turning to talk to
Okuyasu about something he didn't quite catch. Jotaro almost sighed, and
thought he’d already grown bored of teasing him, so he fixed his attention on
the plate in front of him. He knew Josuke’s friends; they were agreable enough,
but they weren’t  his  friends, and so he didn’t have much to talk about with
them. Sure, Josuke had invited Joseph too, in an attempt to get to know his
estranged father a little better, but Jotaro didn’t find company in him either.
He wasn’t what he used to be, his memory starting to fail due to old age, and
besides, Jotaro always tried to avoid certain topics when talking to him. He
didn’t want old memories resurfacing.
He was pulled out of his musings by the feeling of something poking at his leg.
He looked up, and saw Josuke smiling mischievously while still talking to
Okuyasu. He noticed his stare and looked at him out of the corner of his eye,
his smirk widening at realizing he’d been caught.
The foot touching his leg rose up to his knees, then pushed forward between
them. Jotaro took a deep breath but allowed it, parting his legs slightly. He
wanted to see how far he’d take it. The idea of fucking him over the table came
back to his mind, and this time he let himself fantasize about it; about how
Josuke would moan without shame, how he’d wiggle his ass, ever teasing him, how
he’d scream and tremble under his touch when he thrusted into him.
Josuke continued with his little game, inching closer and closer to his crotch.
Jotaro didn’t move, letting him have his way, allowing him to get dangerously
close, never taking his eyes off from the boy. Josuke still didn’t look at him,
not directly, but he kept glancing over at him, seizing his reaction. Jotaro
made sure his expression was neutral, but he couldn’t hide his every response,
and the tent forming in his pants was proof of it.
Josuke’s eyebrow rose when he felt his erection, and turned to face Jotaro for
the first time.
“Are you enjoying it?” he asked, his foot pressing lightly over his crotch.
Jotaro didn’t answer, so Josuke curled his toes to demand his attention. “The
meal, I mean.”
“Yes” he grunted, his voice slightly hoarse. “It’s fine.”
Josuke didn’t add anything, but kept toying with Jotaro instead, who tried his
best to appear composed. None of the others seemed to have noticed, but they
were playing a risky game, and could get burned.
Jotaro bucked his hips imperceptibly, but it was enough for Josuke to feel it,
because he stopped and pulled back his leg. Jotaro was painfully hard, the
fabric of his pants restraining his cock uncomfortably, so the sudden absence
of stimuli was both a relief and a disappointment. He breathed in, noticing he
was gripping the knife and fork like his life depended on it, his knuckles
white from the force with which he clung to them. He placed them over his
plate, shifting slightly on his seat to ease some of the discomfort in his
pants.
Josuke was purposefully not looking at him again, which Jotaro hoped was a sign
of the capricious boy being already bored. Jotaro would definitely have to
punish him later at home; he couldn’t allow Josuke to get away with this kind
of behavior. He was teasing him in public, knowing full well he couldn’t do
anything about it. Not that he wasn’t amused by his attempts at riling him up,
but it was an act of defiance nonetheless.
Josuke loudly got up from his chair, scrapping it against the floor to make
sure everyone would hear him. He then announced he was going to the bathroom,
gaze fixed on Jotaro as he said it. He could swear he saw him lick his lips.
Oh, so that’s how he wanted to play this. That’s okay, Jotaro could play too.
He waited thirty seconds, forty, a minute, counting in his head as he picked at
his food before getting up too and leaving with a muttered excuse. He went to
the bathroom, where he knew Josuke would be waiting for him.
Jotaro looked behind him to make sure there was nobody coming in just after him
before opening the door to the bathroom. There he was, leaning against the sink
like he didn’t have a care in the world. Like he was about to get exactly what
he wanted. He looked up when Jotaro entered and smiled innocently.
“Hello, Daddy” he said, approaching him and trying to wrap his arms around
Jotaro, who placed his hand on the other’s chest. Josuke looked up at him, a
playful grin on his face. “Oh, Daddy do you want to play?”
Jotaro didn’t answer, and instead took a step forward, forcing Josuke to take a
step back and back into the sink. He arched an eyebrow, surprised, but kept
smiling. Before he could add any more comments, Jotaro started to raise his
hand slowly, feeling the muscles through the fabric of the boy’s t-shirt as he
made his way up to his neck. Josuke’s breath hitched in his throat as Jotaro
rested his hand around his neck and pressed lightly. Josuke was starting to get
hard, but Jotaro ignored it as he did with his own erection.
Then he got close to Josuke, close enough for him to feel his breath on his
face. Josuke thought he was going to kiss him, but resisted the urge to close
the distance and kiss him himself. He wanted to make Jotaro do it.
“You’re not that brave now, are you?” Jotaro grunted, getting even closer to
him, until their lips almost touched. Josuke could feel tingling where Jotaro’s
mouth ghosted over his.
Josuke bit his lip, and Jotaro pressed a bit harder.
“What happens? Cat got your tongue?” he asked, darting his tongue out to trace
the shape of Josuke’s lips. The boy gasped when Jotaro bit him, wrapping him in
a vicious kiss that soon left him breathless.
Josuke whimpered when Jotaro slammed him against the wall, his hand still
around Josuke’s neck. He pulled back and looked at him for a moment, his eyes
glimmering with lust and wickedness. With a dry smirk, he rubbed his thumb over
Josuke’s carotid, feeling the pulse racing against his fingertip.
“Get in the stall and bend over.”
“Yes, Daddy” he breathed, already getting in the small cubicle.
Jotaro followed, locking the door behind him. The bathroom was tiny, barely big
enough for them both, forcing Jotaro to press against Josuke’s ass, who took
the chance to rub himself against it.
“Mm, Daddy, you’re so hard” Josuke teased, looking back at him from his bent
position over the toilet. Jotaro only grunted, grabbing his hips tightly to
keep him still. He pulled the younger boy’s pants down, along with his
underwear, but stopped as soon as his ass was uncovered.
“What is this?” he growled, pressing his body against Josuke’s, both to pin him
down and to be able to whisper in his ear. “You’re a fucking slut, aren’t you?”
he added, toying with the metallic buttplug. “Coming here, out in public with
this , in the hopes I’ll fuck you in the bathroom of some lousy restaurant.
Utterly shameless.”
Josuke moaned softly, getting on his tiptoes so Jotaro would push it a bit
deeper. He was so aroused, being with it in his ass all day, he  needed  to
feel more. Instead of indulging him, Jotaro placed a hand on his lower back as
he removed the buttplug with the other, slowly, making sure Josuke felt every
millimeter of it as his ass stretched around it. It wasn’t the biggest they’d
tried, but it was big enough that Josuke couldn’t have been sitting comfortably
before.
Summoning Star Platinum, Jotaro handed his stand the buttplug with the silent
order to wash it in the sink outside as he looked for lube in Josuke’s pockets.
“No, not there. It’s in my jacket” Josuke told him when he saw what he was
searching for. He dug his hand into his pocket and gave Jotaro the small
bottle, grinning playfully. “But I’m almost ready, Daddy.”
Jotaro grunted at the name. Every time he called him “Daddy” his dick twitched,
and his desire to fuck him senseless increased, no matter the context, but when
he said it like that… Jotaro clenched his teeth to stop himself from just
ramming into Josuke. In its place, he coated his fingers in lube, pushing two
into Josuke’s ass, finding little resistance. He was telling the truth, and
must have stretched at home to be able to take him like this.
“Well haven’t you come prepared?” Jotaro grunted, adding a third finger. Josuke
gasped, but didn’t say anything. “Look at you, I’ve barely started and you are
already swallowing three fingers. You’re such a cock-hungry slut.”
Josuke moaned weakly, raising his ass so Jotaro could finger him better. He was
starting to make enough noise to be noticed, and that would be bad. “Be quiet.
Or do you want your friends to hear you? Do you want them to know just how
shameless you are, Josuke?”
“N-no…”
“Then shut your pretty mouth up” he ordered.
“Ah, but it’s so hard, Daddy, I’m already imagining your fat cock inside me.”
“Then maybe I should give you something to keep your mouth busy.” As if
summoned, Star Platinum reappeared in the stall, holding the clean buttplug.
Jotaro took it from him before grabbing Josuke’s face, forcing him to look at
him. “Open wide” he commanded, and the boy obeyed, taking the buttplug into his
mouth. “There, now you won’t be able to scream. Will you be a good boy for me
now?”
Josuke whined, but it came out muffled. The metallic makeshift gag barely
allowed him room to breathe, which prevented him from moaning too loud, having
to focus on getting enough air into his lungs.
Jotaro kept fingering him, opening him up for a couple of moments more before
removing his fingers and coating his dick in the remnants of lube from his
hand. He thought about fucking him like that, barely lubricated, as punishment
for teasing him, but then he may get blood on his dick, which, Jotaro decided,
would be inconvenient. So he added some more lube to his cock too. Josuke
better be fucking thankful he was being so considerate.
Grabbing his hips, he rammed into him without any signal, not giving Josuke
time to adjust before he started moving, fucking him ruthlessly. The boy
moaned, sobbing through the makeshift gag, choking on his own cries. Jotaro
pushed him against the wall as he thrusted into him, making Josuke lean on it
for support. He was trying so hard to not make any sounds, it was almost
adorable. Josuke was trembling already, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jotaro,
who made sure to strengthen his grip on the boy’s hips so he didn’t fall,
digging his fingers into his flesh, a little carried away in his own pleasure.
“Fuck you feel so good, Josuke. Your ass is delicious.” Jotaro spanked him
once, making him moan. “I have to say, at least you’re a decent slut.”
Josuke whined, moving his hips at the same time as Jotaro to get him as deep in
him as possible, trying to angle himself so Jotaro hit his prostate. He was
getting close already, and knew Jotaro was too, by the way he was grabbing onto
him as he panted, but he suddenly stopped, leaning over Josuke and covering his
mouth with his hand.
“Ssssh, someone just entered the bathroom” Jotaro whispered in his ear, but the
way he said it left little room for doubt; that wasn’t going to stop him from
having his way with the boy. “You wouldn’t want to be discovered, right,
Josuke?” He nibbled his earlobe as he asked that, his free hand slowly
caressing Josuke’s chest as it went down his abdomen. “So you have to be
really  quiet if you don’t want them to see the whore you are, okay?”
Josuke quickly nodded, but it soon morphed into a muffled gasp when Jotaro
reached his dick, wrapping his fingers around it, and teased him, gathering the
precum at the tip with a finger. Josuke closed his eyes, focusing on obeying
him and not making a sound, but then Jotaro started to fuck him again, slowly,
going all the way in before pulling out almost completely. He couldn’t wait any
more, it was too much, even if he could hear the guy on the contiguous stall
peeing. That only made it more exciting, if anything, knowing he would be
heard, but his Daddy had ordered him not to, and he couldn’t disobey just like
that. He had to try really, really hard.
Jotaro continued teasing him until the other guy finished and left, and kept on
fucking him agonizingly slow even after they heard the bathroom door closing.
“Oh, you managed to keep quiet. I didn’t think you’d make it. What an obedient
boy” he commented, almost disappointed. He gave Josuke no time to answer,
because he started thrusting into him mercilessly, pulling high-pitched moans
from the boy, who almost couldn’t breathe through the gag.
Jotaro kept fucking Josuke, ignoring his moans and pleas, feeling his own
orgasm building up. He didn’t stop until he came with a grunt inside of the
boy. Without pulling out, he leaned over Josuke, grabbing him by the chin to
turn his head and take the buttplug out of his mouth.
“Daddy…” Josuke begged, his voice hoarse from having the plug in his throat. He
swallowed before continuing, “please, let me finish, I’m so hard…”
“No.”  
His tone didn't have a hint of hesitation; Jotaro finally pulled out of Josuke
and immediately plugged him again, spanking him once when the boy started to
complain.
“Shut up” he ordered, and Josuke obeyed. “Pull up your pants, we're in the
middle of having lunch with your friends.”
Josuke pouted but complied, careful not to spill Jotaro’s cum.
“That's it, good boy. You'd better not let a single drop come out, or there'll
be consequences.”
“Yes, Daddy” Josuke muttered, struggling to raise his pants with his legs
pressed together. He was still hard, not having been allowed to come when
Jotaro did, and the shape of his cock was painfully obvious through the fabric
of his underwear, and even through his pants, once he managed to put them on.
Jotaro opened the bathroom door, looking back at Josuke just as he was about to
leave. “Wait thirty seconds after me before coming back. You are absolutely not
allowed to touch yourself in any way.” Josuke whined, but Jotaro cut him off.
“Stop complaining like a bitch, and if you're a good boy maybe I'll reward you
when we get home.”
The boy stopped instantly and smiled excited. “Yes, Daddy!” he said, even
though Jotaro had already disappeared through the door.
It was going to be a long lunch.
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