Just One Night

When Caesar opened the door and saw Joseph laying on the floor, he almost doubled over with laughter. When he finally stopped laughing, he had to pause to wipe tears from his eyes.

"I don't know what else I expected! Only you could do this JoJo, really--I'm impressed."

Joseph felt his face flush red with embarrassment. He should have expected such a reaction.

"Yeah, yeah, really funny, haha," he snapped defensively. "Unwrap me or cut me free or something, okay? This hurts, you know."

Caesar moved to untie him, then he paused.

"What's that you said, JoJo? Being tied up is painful?"

Joseph winced. He shouldn't have said that. He should've just asked Caesar to help him out.

"W-well, I mean, it's not bad or anything, just mildly uncomfortable," he backtracked quickly, but he knew it wasn't going to be enough.

Caesar calmly walked right up on him and stepped on his crotch, lightly applying pressure.

"It was painful for me the other night, too. You know what happens if I don't get a girl? If only a day goes by, I get headaches, and that's the nicest part."

"H-hey, speaking of, did I ever saw I was sorry for that? Totally sorry, I shouldn't have done that, dick move on my part..." Joseph grovelled shamelessly, a sheepish expression on his face. "And, uh, could you not step right there? It's kind of, uh..." he swallowed nervously. "...important."

"I know you're sorry," he replied, pressing a little harder. "But it's fine, really--because you're going to make it up to me, right? Why, right now would be fine, even."

"Ah!" Joseph squirmed beneath his foot and he felt his face flush red. "Come on, Caesar, that's not funny! Fine, fine, whatever, I'll make it up to you, just...just untie me, and I'll do whatever you say, okay? How about that?"

"Really? You'd do anything? You can't go back on that promise, you know."

Joseph laughed nervously.

"Y-yeah, of course, anything," he said in a way he hoped sounded sincere.

"Then I'll take your offer--I promise to untie you. But the favor I request in return involves you being tied up."

He stripped off his jacket, nonchalantly tossing it onto a nearby chair.

Joseph gritted his teeth. Predictable.

"Come on, Caesar, don't be like this..." he begged, trying one last futile attempt to get out of his restraints.

"Don't be like what? You?" he asked, raising his brow. He stripped off his shirt and scarf next, revealing his chiseled torso.

Joseph smiled sheepishly.

"No, I mean, don't be a vindictive asshole, come on, I said I was sorry!" he whined half-heartedly. He didn't think Caesar would change his mind at this point.

"It's not vindictive if you offered, is it? You wanted me to untie you." Next he pulled off his boots and socks, neatly laying them aside.

Joseph groaned loudly, rolling around on the floor.

"At least hurry up, this is killing me," he complained loudly.

He smiled, unzipping his pants.

"Where would you like it?" he asked, leaning close and stroking him on the cheek. "Lady's choice, of course."

"I'd like it if you untied me," Joseph pleaded with a hopeful smile.

He patted him on the head.

"I mean, where would you like to be penetrated, of course."

Joseph flushed red and he looked away from Caesar.

"Just get it over with, either is fine," he grumbled.

"Open up, then," he teased, stroking his cheek.

Joseph pouted visibly. "At least give me some foreplay or something, don't be cruel."

"I will. But you have to get me ready first. So open up."

Joseph bit his lip for a split second and then he sighed loudly.

"You're a douchebag," he insisted before he did as he was told.

He guided himself into Joseph's mouth, and patted him on the head.

"Now suck."