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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Mob/Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Kujo_Jotaro, Several_anonymous_students
  Additional Tags:
      Glory_Hole, Femdom, bottom_jotaro, Dirty_Talk, Feminization, He_likes_all
      of_it
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-02-19 Words: 2046
****** The holy of glory ******
by blonde_kars
Summary
     Jotaro likes cock. The fact he's getting paid for sucking it is a
     mere outcome of the circumstances. PWP.
Notes
     Written for my girlfriend on september last year. It's a surprise
     that this is still as good as I thought it was at that time.
See the end of the work for more notes
Breaking into school at night is that easy. You would think that it’s only easy
when it’s on TV shows, but no; a hair pin on here, your Stand’s help on there,
and when you know it you’re back again at your favorite stall on the men’s
bathroom from the second floor, because while the security is very bad, there’s
always a chance, and you don’t need people knowing about it (at least, the
wrong kind of people).
And it’s not just his favorite stall, but  his  stall. The middle one in a line
of five, with the holes on the walls and the door, this last one to make sure
no one uses it during the day, and with the distinctive neon writing of spray
paint with slurs such as  bitch, cunt, whore,  and his favorite, the  slut  in
pretty cursive over the toilet with red paint. There are more words, and he has
memorized each single one of them, but those are the biggests, the ones he
likes more, the ones that are painted over and over again and again. The
bathroom smells of disinfectant and piss, the familiarity of it strangely
arousing.
Of course, he’s not the only one breaking in, but he has made sure to leave the
door opens and the locks destroyed for them, for his guests. They know it, they
know the rules, and they wanna play. Jotaro sits on the toilet seat, quickly
getting out of his clothes, folding and leaving them where he knows they won’t
get stained.
Hole on the left wall is for blowjobs, the one in the right for handjobs, and
in the front one you can get a titjob or fuck a tight ass, depends on how much
money you slip under the door, though everyone knows that it actually depends
on if the whore of the stall deems your cock big or pretty enough to be inside
his ass.
They walk in on a group, talking with whispers between them, but loud enough
for Jotaro to listen that they’re picking someone to go first, and he has to
remind himself that he needs to keep his hands to himself, because he has rules
too, but his body aches and burns with arousal already, precum staining his
pretty panties and toes slightly curled up, like he could come from the air or
those whispers alone.
The first one slips in for a blowjob. They know what Jotaro likes as much as he
knows what he likes, and he takes his time. Teases the tip, barely wrapping his
lips around it, holding the testicles on his hand and giving them a soft
massage. Tastes salty already, red and swollen and so close to his face, smells
so gross but Jotaro doesn’t deprive himself of what he likes anymore. The guy
on the other side moans out loud when Jotaro takes his dick completely in one
go.
His cheek is bulging, not one of the longest dicks he has taken, but it sure is
thick. Another one slips on the opposite wall, and it’s such a luck that the
stalls on public schools are so small, because it allows him to extend his arm
and take the second cock with his free hand without backing up not even a
millimeter on the one he’s sucking off.
“ Fucking whore- ”
Jotaro squeezes around the base of them both and sucks harder, until he bobs
his head back and it comes out with a  pop!  A hard cock, wet at the tip, that
was all it was and he closed his eyes. The heat and weight, taste of pre cum on
his tongue, and Jotaro choked back a moan. This was the way he liked it, no
names, no questions, no one to face when it was done, only slurs blurred on the
heat of the moment trying to choke out disgusting sounds. Just cock, pure and
simple.
Jotaro sucked eagerly, taking the cock again into the back of his throat. He
wanted to shove a hand into his panties, jerk himself hard, but alas, his other
hand was busy as well, entertaining his thumb on the tip, spreading the precum
all over, enjoying that kind of cruelty that came from delaying someone else’s
orgasm for as long as he wanted. And he had to play by the rules, and the rules
said that he could only come from being used.
He clenched his fist around the second dick and hear the guy squeak from the
surprise. Up and down, up and down, fast and hard,  like it was himself ,
because suddenly he’s in some kind of bad mood and he wants to go, he wants to
leave and take his toys from under the bed and fuck himself so bad that he’ll
fall asleep with a dick inside his hole all night. And he has school tomorrow
too! Being a cockslut doesn’t always go well with being a teenager, especially
when it starts to snowball and suddenly you’re horny for cock all day trying to
not cum in your pants in the middle of economics class.
He needs to suck harder too, because it’s a promise to let everyone cum on his
face where he can drink it all. The guy makes a bad joke about the whore being
on a hurry,  got a date or did you find another school to work at too ,  aren’t
we paying you enough to suck us with all the time of the world anymore , or
something like that, and Jotaro brushes a prominent vein with his teeth and the
guy shuts up, because he’s suddenly twitching and throbbing inside Jotaro’s
mouth and shooting cum right into his throat and Jotaro feels like he chokes on
it,  what a wonderful sensation .
 
After the ninth or tenth dick, his jaw aches and he will need to do some
running to compensate for how much he has flexed his arms. They enter in a
group, but they leave as soon as they get what they want, and the last ones are
always impatient, but they seem to cum the most, and by the time they slip from
the holes Jotaro has brushed off the bad mood again and feels like being
playful all over.
He’s lying on the floor with cum all over his face and fingers, slowly licking
it off his hand, when he hears the door open again and the steps coming in his
direction. He panics for a second, but the sound of a zipper makes him sigh
with relief. Nothing but a delayed one, tho he feels like he should send him
back and let them jack it off all alone.
A swollen, blushing beautiful pink head appears through the hole, just
squeezing through, before he can even start to clean himself properly. Bulbous
and wide, followed by a long thick cock behind it. It must have been ten inches
all, beautiful, weeping, blushing, a pretty pink rouge of color heating up
darker colored skin. It was a phenomenally pretty dick. The head must have been
three inches thick, and Jotaro felt himself clench as the thought of it sliding
deep inside him, hitting that sweet spot over and over, and the stars -forget
stars, it would make him see  galaxies - he would see impaled on it. All he
wanted was to sink himself slowly onto it, inch by inch.
And then, when he blinked a few more times, still in shock, he realized. It was
no real dick, but a very nicely lubed up  strap-on . A very well made one, and
oh god, he wanted- he wanted- but rules, oh rules. He had to play by them if he
wanted to come back next night. But god, he would take that plastic cock inside
his ass, unprepared as he was, because he wanted to feel it opening him up,
wanted it to the be the sparkly end of the night, with fireworks and
everything.
“ What are you waiting for, slut? I don’t have all night ” someone said from
the other side of the wall, and the dick thrusted slightly back and forth in
the hole, stressing the need of its owner.
“Then get your dick out of the hole first” it’s the first time Jotaro speaks
that night, and his dizzy mind doesn’t even realize that his voice is just a
shaky moan from the excitation and arousal. His last client obeys quickly, and
Jotaro presses his ass against the hole, spreading himself with his hands.
“Okay, go-”
They don’t even let him finish and the cock is already being pressed into him,
with no pause or rush, like the one fucking him is taking pleasure from his
half pained half impatient moans as he’s opened more than from the act itself.
It brushes against his prostate and keeps going, makes him drip down his thighs
so much and dig his nails into his own skin. He has to keep his hands there he
tells himself, no matter how bad he needs to come, because coming alone from
just sucking the dick of silents dudes who don’t even give you some dirty talk
to get off it really isn’t easy.
She fucks him slowly, and it’s like torture. Jotaro knows that he’d come if she
just brushes over his prostate again, but it feels like she’s missing it on
purpose. “ You’re so fucking tight, I didn’t think you could feel this fucking
good ” and she keeps slamming, Jotaro can feel the fake testicles touching his
ass every time she goes full length inside of him, and he wishes he could open
the door and ride it for all he’s worth, and  god  he needs to cum so bad, he
feels the pressure building in the pit of his stomach-
“ Stay fucking still, slut! ” she orders as soon as he tries to take his hips
forward to go back into her thrusts, and he replies with a choked “Y-yes!”
because he finally found the perfect position and she’s hitting his sweet spot
like there’s no tomorrow and she’s praising him in low whispers between her
teeth,  what a good girl, so tight, just like a virgin, bet no man has ever
fucked you like this  and he cries out that yes, no one ever fucked him like
this, so good, always hard inside of him,  fuck, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come
right inside your pretty cunt, bitch-
And he feels them behind his teeth and now behind his lips and he can’t stop
them, and he starts babbling “I love it, love it-! I love you-!” and not so
suddenly but it feels out of nowhere he’s clenching around the strap on and
coming hard all over the floor, down his thighs, it feels like he hasn’t come
for years, and she’s riding her own orgasm fucking the last of it right against
his prostate, it feels like it never ends and Jotaro knows he looks like those
magazines Noriaki owns where the women fake a mind shattering orgasm but he’s
not faking it and it feels so amazing that it makes the tears spill down his
face.
And just like that, the girl pulled out- so sudden, left him feeling so empty
and open and raw, and he could hear her panting and moaning as she unbuckled
the strap on and left it fall on the floor. Jotaro had to hold into the top
edge of the floor to not fall to the floor, shaky legs incapable of holding him
up, and was still coming down from the high of it when he heard the door open
and close again.
Just after being sure that he was alone, Jotaro let himself slid down to the
cold and dirty with cum floor and  stayed there for some long minutes. There
were bills here and there, but he couldn’t give less of a fuck about them at
the moment.
Still, he picked them up and put them inside the pockets of his coat. When he
stepped outside of the stall, he saw the strap on abandoned on the floor, and a
bill next to it.
Her bill was the smallest one of them all.
He kept the strap on.
End Notes
     If you gonna ask me, that female student is a cisswap of Kakyoin
     Noriaki because bottom Jojos are the only real rule of this universe.
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