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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki/Higashikata_Josuke, kakjosu, josukak, Higashikata_Josuke/
      Kakyoin_Noriaki
  Character:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki, Higashikata_Josuke, mention_of_Kujo_Jotaro
  Additional Tags:
      trans_josuke, trans_male, NSFW, sin_-_Freeform, blowjob, Anal,
      Cunnilingus, butt_plug, Public_Sex, Semi-Public_Sex, Vaginal_Sex,
      Facials, Voyeurism, Underage_-_Freeform, Glory_Hole, gaping, Implied/
      Referenced_Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-07-29 Words: 3126
****** Stallfck ******
by apples4ryuk
Summary
     Josuke met Kakyoin through Jotaro, of course. He didn't expect his
     nephew's friend to be so damn hot, or so damn kinky. Kakyoin pulled
     him aside and told him to be a good boy, that he had to walk around
     for hours with a butt plug in his ass. He was strictly told not to
     let any of his bodily fluids go to waste. He couldn't touch himself,
     couldn't let any drip down his thighs.
     The worst part was that Kakyoin told Josuke to meet him in a dirty
     club that night, in the back room where the glory hole stalls were
     located. Josuke would've preferred a more sanitary place, honestly.
     anon request: "Kakyoin/ Josuke + Sin, but, like, ... the Filthiest
     Sin Imaginable please.."
     KakJosu/JosuKak (JotaJosuKak if u SQUINT)
     feat. TRANS Josuke
     (detailed notes inside, please read!!)
     nsfw, sin, anal, butt plug, cunnilingus, glory hole/blowjob, public
     sex/voyeurism, underage, gaping, implied/referenced uncle-nephew
     incest... etc...
Notes
     BELOW is copy/pasted from the jojorarepairs blog post of this fic.
     about trans Josuke!! I was hesitant to post this piece at all and to
     write Josuke as trans because 1. anon didn’t specifically ask for it,
     but more importantly 2. I really don’t want to upset the trans
     community or any trans readers of my blog/fics. I have no experience
     writing trans characters prior to this. this is a fic solely meant as
     porn, but I did not write it meaning to fetishize trans people or
     depict them in any type of negative light. if i have written anything
     that offends or upsets you, please offer constructive criticism in a
     DM off-anon (bc asks are closed until I catch up) to better help me
     write trans characters in the future.
     if you just send an angry message though i probably won’t respond, so
     please, don’t. i want to learn how to write trans & other diverse
     characters better, i don’t want to be yelled at or accused of being
     transphobic/anti-LGBTQA+ when I am not.
     while this is now a kink blog in addition to being a rarepair blog
     (Y’ALL THIRSTY! KEEP IT COMIN! but sometimes i need fluff asks so i
     don’t burn out, ngl), i’m not that much of an asshole. i support and
     love everyone here.
     tl;dr ANYWAY…. BACK TO THE DIRTY FIC THAT U CAME HERE FOR….
Josuke walked past the front entrance, thighs pressed together as he rounded
the corner. The line was still long enough that the security guards busy
checking IDs didn’t notice him.
He found the back door and slipped inside. It was unlocked like Kakyoin said it
would be.
Now all he had to do was find the back rooms. Kakyoin said it wasn’t the same
as the bathrooms, though they were often full of sinful lust as well. Josuke
shuddered, lucky that he wasn’t quite as tall as everyone else—he didn’t want
to be noticed. He squeezed between sweat-soaked, dancing bodies, careful to
keep his legs closed.
Kakyoin wouldn’t reward him if his intoxicating juices dripped down his legs.
It was wasteful, he said.
And yet, Josuke had to choke back a moan every time his lower half jutted to
one side to escape being bumped into by older strangers. He had followed every
instruction to the T that Kakyoin gave him, but he’d never had a vibrating butt
plug in his ass for this long before. It was mostly just uncomfortable, but as
his muscles got used to the intrusion its vibrations buzzed more fervently—fuck
Kakyoin for that, honestly. Was it even possible for a remote to work from that
far away? Josuke sure as hell didn’t know, but as it massaged his insides, he
was tempted to just stay home and get himself off.
But the thought of Kakyoin fucking him and cumming all over his face like he
promised was too good to pass up. Josuke bit his lip, seeing a darker hallway
toward the back. He headed right to it, speed-walking through the dimly lit
hall where there was a door at the end. He opened it and the heavy breathing,
squishy flesh sounds and unabashed moans told him he’d found the right place.
“I’ll be in the furthest stall on the right side. Go into the one next to it.”
Josuke hoped Kakyoin was there already. He didn’t want to be sucking some
random horny pervert’s dick through a hole in the wall—only Kakyoin’s.
And what luck he had—there wasn’t even a lock on the one he was instructed to
enter. Did they have locks at all? Were people respectful of others’ privacy or
was this going to turn into one huge orgy? He forced his heart to calm down,
his wet pussy threatening to leak from the scary and exciting thoughts all at
once. The vibrations became less intense, however, and he let out a shaky
breath. Kakyoin must be here, he thought, and dropped to his knees.
A zipper undid itself and a pleasant hum, quiet, resonated through the hole.
Josuke’s cheeks were red and part of him was worried about being caught,
underage, in a dirty dank club sucking his nephew’s hot friend’s cock. At least
he hoped it was really Kakyoin’s cock he was about to suck.
The curly red hairs at its base as the rounded, thick length poked through the
hole reassured him. Josuke knew it could be coincidence but he ignored that
voice in the back of his head and grabbed that delicious cock, wrapping his
lips around the head.
It tasted wonderful, like cherry-scented body wash. Josuke swirled his tongue
around until the tip was moist and then covered it again with his mouth, taking
more in. He hummed around it, knees spreading on the dirty grimy floor. He kept
his eyes closed and breathed through his nose, though it was difficult. The
scent of other peoples’ cum and sweat was unappealing to him.
Josuke removed his mouth when he needed to breathe, using his tongue to lick up
and down the sides. The yummy cock was rock hard now, though the patron in the
opposite stall was not making much noise. Josuke felt a little discouraged—was
he not good enough for Kakyoin…? His eyebrows scrunched, and once the length
was coated in an even layer of his saliva he took its whole down his throat.
He choked, breathing harder through his nose. Josuke’s eyes stung but he kept
them closed and slowly began to bob his head. The girth was easier to get used
to when he allowed himself enough room and time to breathe and relax his
throat. The last thing he wanted to do was puke on Kakyoin’s dick because of
his stupid, untrained gag reflex.
He gagged around it again though, and started to move faster as he panicked. He
twisted his hand around the base of Kakyoin’s length, trying to distract
himself, moaning around it. Without realizing it his hand had trailed up his
thigh, slipping into his tight panties to fondle himself. He rubbed the nub of
his clit with his middle finger, moaning louder, ignoring the length choking
him—it was a handy distraction. He let up a little when he realized taking it
unsuccessfully down his throat was a wasted effort, and swallowed only as much
as he could fit comfortably.
“You’re very eager, Josuke,” said the man. Kakyoin. It was him. He knew that
voice, calm and collected. His words were full of joyful amusement, but it
startled Josuke enough for him to take his mouth away entirely.
The dick-in-a-hole disappeared and before Josuke could remove his fondling
hand, Kakyoin came into his stall and closed the door behind him.
“Oh? You couldn’t wait for me to touch you? How disappointing,” Kakyoin said.
His pants were unbuttoned and his cock hung freely and hard out of his
underwear. “Pull down your skirt.”
Josuke breathed shakily and mumbled, “S-sorry, Mr. Kakyoin,” before standing to
pull down his skirt.
“Cute panties,” Kakyoin said. His thin fingers tugged at the elastic yellow
band that lined the edges with glitter. Kakyoin pulled them down, slowly, an
eyebrow raising when he saw the sticky wetness beginning to drip down Josuke’s
thighs. “Such a bad boy. You weren’t supposed to waste any of your juices
before I touched you. How should I punish you, then, hmm…”
“Nnh… I—I’m sorry, Mr. Kakyoin,” Josuke said. His face was hot, his lips red.
Drool dried at the corner of his lips, white and crusty. His violet eyes took
in the taller man’s slim waist that widened as he gazed up toward his chest,
where erect nipples were hidden beneath a half-buttoned top. He licked his lips
and turned around, pressing his palms against the dusty wall. Josuke stuck his
ass out and looked over his shoulder.
“Please, punish me as you see fit,” he said.
“Haha, good boy,” Kakyoin purred. Josuke gasped at the thumbs tracing around
the curve of his plump cheeks. “Jotaro was right about you. Your obedience is a
turn on, Josuke… So let me relieve you of this.”
Josuke whined—the intrusive device up his ass was removed, slowly, rubbing
against his raw insides. The fullness was satisfying, but the relief of it
being stuck up there for hours felt even better.
“Spread your legs a little more, Josuke.”
Josuke did so. He couldn’t see Kakyoin, but a soft thud to the floor told him
he was on his knees. Big hands groped his ass and spread the cheeks, and he
whined, voice cracking. Kakyoin’s lips kissed his left cheek softly, scraping
with his teeth, teasing. So this was his punishment.
Kakyoin’s teeth bit down, sharp and pinching his tender skin. He cried out and
dragged his painted nails across the wall, chipping some of the polish off. He
looked behind him, couldn’t see Kakyoin’s head but heard sucking noises and
felt a wet tongue on his cheek. Josuke moaned Kakyoin’s name, trying to resist
the urge to press his backside right into Kakyoin’s face. He wouldn’t get what
he wanted if he misbehaved.
“Your asshole is gaping,” Kakyoin said. His tongue traced around the wide hole.
“But that’s not what I want to taste…”
Kakyoin’s finger immediately left his ass cheek to find Josuke’s clit. He
pressed lightly on it; Josuke whined as Kakyoin dragged his finger back, taking
a swab of Josuke’s wet juices.
“So wet,” he said. Josuke heard a sniff behind him, then a muffled ‘mmm.’
“Tasty, and you smell good. I must have gotten lucky with you, Josuke.”
He didn’t expect Kakyoin’s tongue to be on him so suddenly after that. Josuke
moaned, eyes closed and brows drawn together. Kakyoin’s tongue was magical,
circling around his clit before teasing it with the tip. His tongue poked into
the slight concave at the end of his clit, darting in and out and across.
Josuke’s knees shook and he pressed his forehead against the wall. It was
greasy where his face touched it, did people do this a lot? Maybe he was on the
side where guys stuck their cocks in the holes and maybe they put their
foreheads here when they were about to cum or couldn’t handle the pleasure.
But why was Josuke thinking about that, when Kakyoin’s tongue moved between the
lips of his pussy, tasting every bit of it. He blushed, feeling that tongue
slip beneath one flap, rubbing back and forth before moving to the other side
and repeating. Kakyoin’s tongue finally moved across the leaking hole of his
vagina, lewdly slurping the glob of fluids gathering there.
“A-ahhh! Mr. Kakyoin!”
“You taste delicious.”
Kakyoin’s tongue lapped at Josuke’s entrance, moistening it further. Josuke
panted and moaned, trying to spread his legs further apart but the tightness of
his panties and skirt prevented him from doing so. Kakyoin noticed and tapped
the sides of Josuke’s knees. He closed his legs and let Kakyoin pull his
bottoms down, kicking a foot out of one side.
“Mr. Kakyoin,” he breathed. Kakyoin spread Josuke’s legs apart by his thighs
and resumed eating Josuke’s pussy, sucking the clit between his teeth now that
he had better access. Josuke squeaked and tightened the muscles of his calves,
his legs achy and unstable. Kakyoin’s wide hands held him steady, and leaning
against the disgusting wall helped, too.
“Mmm, Mr. Kakyoin, please…”
Kakyoin slurped the fluids he’d collected on his tongue, swallowing all of it.
Josuke heard the sounds and felt burning heat down his neck at how kinky his
nephew’s hot friend was.
“Please what, Josuke?”
Kakyoin gently touched Josuke’s waist, and he turned around a bit wobbly,
throwing his arms around the beautiful redhead. He smashed their lips together,
rushed, heated, tasting himself which he didn’t particularly like, but the fact
that his flavor lingered on Kakyoin’s tongue made him moan into the kiss. He
could feel Kakyoin’s grin, his saturated tongue guiding Josuke’s impatient one.
“What do you want me to do, Josuke?”
“Please fuck me,” he said, breathless. “Fuck my pussy, please, I’m so wet for
you, I wanna feel your cock in me Mr. Kakyoin…”
“You’re a thirsty boy, huh, Josuke?” Kakyoin whispered into his ear. He nodded
profusely. “Does Jotaro not feed you enough of his cock?”
Well, shit. Josuke wasn’t expecting to hear that—what could he say? Did Kakyoin
want to hear that Josuke wanted him more than Jotaro, or was this some kind of
fucked up test? Would he be punished if he insulted Jotaro?
“Enough,” he answered, “He feeds me good but I just want you, Mr. Kakyoin…
You’re so h-hot, please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely…”
Kakyoin lifted Josuke off the ground. Josuke wrapped his legs around the taller
man’s hips and gasped as the head of his cock pressed into his tight pussy.
“Good boy,” Kakyoin whispered into his ear. “You touched yourself but you
didn’t finger yourself. It’s so nice and tight inside…”
Josuke whimpered at the praise, clutching onto Kakyoin’s shoulders as he pushed
in further. He wasn’t nearly as thick as Jotaro, so it didn’t hurt as bad, but
it’d been a while since his last fuck. He was full sooner than later, and
Kakyoin launched right into a steady pace, lifting Josuke easily and sitting
him back down on his cock, each time a little harder.
“How does it feel, Josuke?” he asked, lips tugging at Josuke’s pierced lobes.
“S-sooo good,” he said quietly, little grunts puffing past his lips as he
bounced on the cock inside of him.
“Your pussy feels amazing,” Kakyoin continued. He increased his pace, thrusting
his hips to fuck Josuke deeper. “So tight and wet. I’m jealous that Jotaro gets
you all to himself more often than me.”
“Mm—aah, Mr. Kakyoin…”
His legs couldn’t keep their locked hold around Kakyoin’s back. He squeezed his
thighs and knees against Kakyoin’s sides to keep from slipping down, but
Kakyoin was fucking him faster and held him against the wall now. Josuke’s head
hung back, tapping against the wall, and he closed his eyes. Josuke clenched
his pussy down on the hot cock inside of him. He called out Kakyoin’s name over
and over, tangling his fingers in soft red hair. He tugged on the longer bangs
in the front on the side, earning him a reward of Kakyoin’s mewl. It was a
pleasurable sound to his ears.
“Ah—aah, Mr. Kakyoin, I’m g-gonna—“
“Cum, Josuke, cum all over my cock like a good boy.”
Josuke wailed deliciously, the heat inside his pussy making his body tremble as
he came. He felt his bodily fluids running down Kakyoin’s cock, his muscles
clamping down on it, trying to milk it dry—but Kakyoin didn’t cum.
“Mr. Kakyoin…?”
“We made a deal, remember?” he asked. Kakyoin slowed his thrusts, grasping
Josuke’s ass with a harsh squeeze as Josuke’s body still convulsed against him.
“I said I’d cum on your face if you behaved. You broke the rules and touched
yourself, so now I’m going to cum in your ass.”
Josuke whined as Kakyoin lifted him off his cock. He looked forward to being
fucked by Kakyoin from behind, his body being bent toward the unlocked stall
door as Kakyoin circled the still-gaping asshole with his leaking cock. But as
much as he adored the teasing head bobbing just barely in and out of his ass,
he really wanted Kakyoin to cum on his face.
He supposed he deserved this punishment, though, yelping as Kakyoin pushed all
the way into his ass.
He hissed—the fullness was wonderful but the lack of natural lubrication,
besides what was left on Kakyoin’s cock from his vagina, made the friction feel
raw and caused irritation. Kakyoin didn’t let him adjust.
He held tightly onto Josuke’s round ass, nails digging into it as he pounded
him roughly. Josuke gasped and felt tears in his eyes, hands desperately
holding onto either side of the walls. The door in front of him opened from
being shaken through the vibrations of Kakyoin’s fucking and his hands touching
the disgusting, unstable stall.
He blushed, eyes wide. Some of the other stalls were open, and though he
couldn’t see much he could hear it all. The sounds were muffled by his own
earlier, when all he had focused on was Kakyoin, but now he was forced to
acknowledge the other sinners around them. Mixed echoes of high and low pitched
voices, all moaning different names and incoherent words, some screaming or
talking dirty. Josuke lost himself in it.
His eyes closed halfway and he arched his hips, moaning louder than the
rest—rather, he tried to be louder than them—as Kakyoin’s cock hit deep inside
him. The redhead behind him was panting and moaning too quietly, but Josuke
could hear it. The sounds enhanced his already sensitive body, still shaking
from his first orgasm, and he struggled to keep his legs steady as he was
fucked hard.
“S—such a good boy, Josuke,” Kakyoin said in-between short breaths. “I… I may
give you what you want after all… This ass is worth it.”
“Mmm---ahh! Mr. Kakyoin!” he cried. A loud smack on his ass was heard and felt,
and it stung all hot and surely red. He started rocking his ass back against
Kakyoin, easily matching the older man’s rhythm. Kakyoin’s hands slid up, now
holding onto Josuke’s slim waist. He pounded into Josuke’s ass harder and
Josuke’s mouth was wide open, silent screams desperately stuck in his throat.
“Nnnngh, Mr. Kakyoin,” he said. “I—I’m gonna… again… I’m—“
Kakyoin’s rhythm turned erratic, short harsh thrusts making Josuke whine and
cum again. The wetness of his pussy dripped down his thighs as Kakyoin thrusted
into him a few more times—but Kakyoin pulled out without warning and yanked
Josuke by his pomp. The door closed partially as Josuke was turned around and
pushed onto his knees. He blushed, eyes widening with his mouth still open as
Kakyoin pumped himself with his hand and came all over Josuke’s shiny, greasy
face.
“Ah, such a beautiful sight,” Kakyoin said. He was breathing hard, a few spurts
of hot white cum still shooting out onto Josuke’s eyelid and dripping down to
his lips.
Josuke licked what he could off his mouth and chin, biting his lip. Kakyoin
tasted fantastic and he wanted to clean that dirty cock with his tongue, but
Kakyoin was already zipping himself up.
“Mr. Kakyoin…”
Kakyoin smiled and pulled some tissues out of his pocket. He handed a couple to
Josuke, and helped him clean up the sticky mess on his face and between his
legs.
“You’re very good, Josuke,” he said. They tossed the soiled tissues into a
trash bin in the corner that Josuke hadn’t even noticed when he walked into the
stall. He pulled up his slightly damp panties and rumpled skirt. “We should do
this again while I’m still in Morioh.”
“A-ah! Yes,” Josuke said, blushing. He took a step forward and placed his hands
on Kakyoin’s chest, feeling the firm mounds of pec muscles in his palms. He
puckered his lips and tilted his head, leaning up to kiss Kakyoin’s soft,
accepting lips.
“Mr. Kakyoin,” he breathed on them.
“As sexy as it is when you call me that,” he whispered, his forefinger and
thumb holding Josuke’s chin, “Call me Noriaki the next time we meet. Can you be
a good boy and remember that?”
“Y-yes, Noriaki!”
Kakyoin reached down to pinch Josuke’s ass cheek. Josuke half-gasped, half-
moaned, scrunching his brows, quite confused.
“I said next time, not now, you bad boy. Do I need to punish you again,
Josuke?”
Josuke swore he fell in love with his nephew’s hot friend that night. He only
hoped, as Kakyoin escorted him back outside and called a cab, that the next
time they had sex it would be in a sanitary place. Not a glory hole stall where
the walls were grimy with grease and cumstains that Josuke would definitely
have to scrub off his otherwise well-cared for skin.
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