Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/8252041. 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: Joseph_Joestar/Kakyoin_Noriaki, joseyoin, kakjose, josekak Character: Joseph_Joestar, Kakyoin_Noriaki, Kujo_Jotaro Additional Tags: NSFW, sin_-_Freeform, Underage_-_Freeform, Bondage, Standcest Stats: Published: 2016-10-10 Words: 1281 ****** Tie Me Up and Keep Me Secret ****** by apples4ryuk Summary Joseph is still a pretty horny guy, even at age 69, and the fact that his lover is sharing a hotel room with his grandson won't stop him from having a little fun. NSFW, UNDERAGE, bondage, standcest JoseYoin, KakJose, JoseKak feat. Hermit Purple & Hierophant Green B) Notes i am fairly pleased with how this fic turned out :3 yay Hot water steamed through the cracks in the bathroom door and fogged up the mirror. Kakyoin could hardly recognize the bright color of his hair in the blurry glass reflection. The heat hit his back, so close and yet no water would touch him. He panted heavily, his skin red from the temperature alone, further warmed by the spiky purple vine wrapped around his cock, pumping it slowly. Kakyoin was helpless. His wrists were bound by another purple vine, tied to the shower rod where his body replaced the vinyl curtain that was pushed aside and forgotten. Behind him was the man responsible for his delectable torture, one Joseph Joestar, humming quietly as hot water washed down his soft, thick body.  “P-please, Mr. Joestar,” Kakyoin whispered. “Y-you’ll… aah! W-wake Jo… Jotaro…”  “Let him wake, then,” Joseph whispered into Kakyoin’s ear, chuckling. “I’m having too much fun…”  “But I—“  Kakyoin choked. The vine’s tip curled tightly at the base of his cock and around his balls, not letting him cum. Every time his breath hitched or his ass clenched, Joseph tightened the loop and he was forced to swallow his pain, forced to feel his body writhe desperately for release.  “I can’t even see you,” he said. Tears stung in his eyes. The least he wanted to do was see his lover as he was pleasured.  “Oh, my poor boy,” Joseph said. He left the water on but stepped out onto the heavily toweled floor—mostly to clean up their inevitable mess once they finished—and stood with hands on his hips in front of Kakyoin.  Kakyoin smiled, his eyes raking in all the gloriousness of that older man’s body. His lover. Joseph was well-built, fairly muscular, especially in his arms and thighs—they were thick and covered in light gray and white specks of hair that thickened above his cock and up his happy trail. Kakyoin adored his fuzzy chest, all curly and soft. It calmed him when he petted Joseph’s chest hair on the few nights they could cuddle in bed. Mostly, between hotels, he shared rooms with Jotaro, leaving them little time alone at all.  But Joseph was impatient this time. Kakyoin held back a gasp tightly in his throat, right at the ball of his Adam’s apple as a third vine from Joseph’s Hermit Purple began to poke at his entrance. He wriggled a little, still tall enough that his feet touched the floor but with his hands bound Kakyoin could not do much.  Joseph grinned, making Kakyoin desire the older man’s hands and lips to be on him even more.  “Mr. Joestar,” he whined, his voice hoarse and pleading. “Please, Mr. Joestar, touch me.”  “I am,” Joseph insisted. Hermit Purple stroked his cock a little faster. Kakyoin squeaked, cursing himself with redder cheeks.  “J-Jotaro is a light sleeper,” he said. “Please just let me cum, oh god, please… I want to feel you in me, Mr. Joestar…”  “I will be,” Joseph said, “But not tonight, baby.”  Joseph’s hand rose to his own chest, and he massaged his plump pec, biting his lip. His blue eyes matched Kakyoin’s lustful gaze and trailed down the younger man’s body, strong and lean but weakly quivering from overstimulation. His hand moved lower, slowly down his rounder tummy—it was one of Kakyoin’s favorite body parts of Joseph’s, his soft, strong belly—threading his fingers between his pubic hair. Kakyoin’s mouth hung open as Joseph leaned back against the sink and started stroking himself, matching perfectly with Hermit Purple’s pace.  “So… lewd,” Kakyoin teased, smiling a little.  “Yes,” Joseph said, “But it’s your fault for being so goddamn beautiful like this.”  Kakyoin flushed down his bare chest. His pink nipples were erect and pushed outward, an unspoken request that Joseph play with them. Joseph merely laughed, but indulged in Kakyoin’s wish and lowered his face toward the untouched nubs. He flicked his tongue over Kakyoin’s left nipple, then licked all over it and around, circling until Kakyoin’s chest shook on his lips. He could feel through Hermit Purple Kakyoin’s clenched muscles, his tight ass. He added another, thickening its girth while he watched Kakyoin’s lips press together until they turned white. A muffled whimper was not allowed past Kakyoin’s silent mouth.  “Mmh, Kakyoin,” Joseph murmured. His pace quickened and the tight hold around Kakyoin’s balls loosened. He let out a shaky breath, watching sweat gather on Joseph’s bearded cheeks and drip down his jaw. Kakyoin was already close, his thighs pressing together as his head flew back. He tugged on Hermit Purple, his wrists raw and scratched up, but the pain added to how good it felt, strangely.  “Cum, baby,” Joseph urged, “Cum for me Kakyoin.”  Kakyoin bit down hard on his bottom lip, drawing blood that tasted metallic as his cock was finally milked to completion. He whimpered as quietly as he could, his hips thrusting forward into the air, riding out his long-delayed orgasm. Hermit Purple rubbed over the head of his cock, a good portion of it covered in Kakyoin’s cum.  Joseph was panting now, rubbing his cock fervently, but he couldn’t make himself cum; it was a problem he had that they’d worked through before, once or twice. A vein popped out in his forehead and Kakyoin suddenly had an idea; Joseph was pleasantly surprised to find a green tentacle smack his hand away to finish the job. He muffled his moans with the back of his hand as Hierophant Green twisted around his cock, stroking rapidly and tightening its grip as Joseph’s length pulsed in its hold.  Joseph mumbled Kakyoin’s name through the spaces between his fingers as he came; stuttered and uneven clumps of cum spurted violently out of his tip. His body shook uncontrollably, so much that he held his weight on the counter to keep from falling.  After they’d both caught their breath, Joseph stood straight and released Kakyoin’s hold. The shower still ran on behind Kakyoin, unbearably hot, as if they were in a sauna. Joseph grinned cheekily at the slightly annoyed look his lover gave him.  “I’m going to kill you if Jotaro heard any of that,” Kakyoin threatened.  “I’ll gladly die if I can fuck you like that again, baby,” Joseph replied.  Kakyoin huffed, pressing on Joseph’s soft chest, but he didn’t fight back as his lover helped him into the shower, or when Joseph washed him clean with tender and caring hands. Kakyoin forgot about any embarrassment he might’ve felt when Joseph pulled him into his large chest and whispered in his ear, “I love you,” and kissed him innocently on each of his cheeks.  He slept well the rest of the night—early morning, rather, and mostly because Joseph had insisted on staying in bed with him. They fell asleep cuddled together, but when Kakyoin woke, Joseph was no longer beside him.  It’s probably a good thing, he thought, He probably snuck out before Jotaro could see that he was there.  But as Kakyoin stretched in his bed, letting out a wide-mouthed yawn, Jotaro exited the hotel bathroom with baggy eyes and a mean scowl.  “Kakyoin,” he said flatly. “Can you fuck my grandpa in his room next time? Thanks.”  And without any further discussion, Jotaro dressed and left to find Avdol and Polnareff.  Kakyoin’s face turned about a thousand shades redder than his natural hair color. And to his dismay, when he told Joseph, the older man brushed off Jotaro’s irritation the entire day and shamelessly smacked Kakyoin’s ass. On purpose. In front of Jotaro.Multiple times.  “I mean this in the nicest way possible, Mr. Joestar. I’m going to kill you.”  “Aw, I love you too, babe!” Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!