Don't Make Me Use These Sexy Lips for Evil!

Caesar ignored him for the time being so he could yank Joseph's pants down.

"I don't see how this gets in the way of our friendship, Jojo," he replied with a shrug.

"Really?!" he exclaimed. "You've fucked a chick and stayed best buds? Come on, man--I'm begging you. Don't make me beat you up."

Caesar smiled wryly. "Think of it as a team-building exercise. I'm sure Lisa Lisa would approve," he teased, hooking his fingers on Joseph's underwear and pulling them down as well.

Joseph gritted his teeth and shoved Caesar off with all of his strength.

"Come on man, why?! Do you really wanna fuck me or something--I thought you said I was the one who was staring! Surely this isn't how friends behave, even in Italy!"

Caesar felt his face flush red at the accusation. He moved to reply but instead he got to his feet, brushing off his clothes.

"Well, I think I might've teased you a bit too much," Caesar admitted, glancing at Joseph.

"...Do you want me to tell you that I want to fuck you?" he grumbled quietly, crossing his arms. "Is that really what you want to hear? I was trying to keep it quiet because I didn't want things to get weird!"

He fumbled with his pants, trying to shield any last shreds of dignity he possessed. "It's just...hormones, or something, okay? It's going to go away, so it's not a big deal."

Caesar shrugged, trying to be nonchalant about the entire situation when in reality he felt his heart was going to pound out of his chest. He could feel that his cheeks were still slightly red.

"Perhaps, if I could...I would think that, if it's just hormones, there really isn't any harm in me helping you out," Caesar said, leaning back in towards Joseph. "I'll do this for you, and then it'll go away."

Caesar was sure, however, this wouldn't be the case. He was determined to make sure it wasn't the case.

"You sure?" he asked, sitting on the bed. He stared at Caesar, and then at his still-hard dick, trying to reach a decision. It didn't take him long; he was eighteen, after all.

"...Why not? Sounds logical. We gonna eat afterward?"

"Of course, Jojo, we'll eat afterwards," he replied, trying to hide the obvious excitement in his voice. He pressed up against Joseph, pushing him against the bed once more. He crawled on top of him, resuming his previous position. "Have you ever gotten a handjob from someone else before?" he asked curiously, running his fingers across the length of Joseph's shaft.

"Ha! Of course I have, Caesar. What do you take me for, some kind of helpless virgin?" he lied, not meeting Caesar's eyes. He shuddered as Caesar touched him; it was far too teasing. He had been waiting all day to come here and jerk off--teasing was the last thing he wanted.

"Well, let's get to it--chop, chop, you wanted your date, right?"

"Don't be ridiculous Jojo, if I don't take my time it won't be any good," he told him simply. "You want to be rid of those feelings once for all, don't you...? Then no rushing."

If Caesar only had one chance at this, he certainly wasn't going to make it quick. Besides, it was his policy to never leave a woman even an ounce unsatisfied. Joseph was certainly no exception.

Caesar ran his fingers around the base of Joseph's cock as well as tracing circles around his inner thighs. He ran his thumb up and down the shaft before running his fingers in circles around the head. He glanced up at Joseph every now and then, curious as to his expression.

Joseph's face was red in no time; he was all too conscious of Caesar's gaze focused on his mos private areas. The mere thought flustered him in ways he didn't entirely understand. He squirmed freely underneath Caesar, unable to stay still.

"It just tickles...it doesn't feel good," he whined, only half-lying this time. "C-can't you just jerk it already? I can do it, if you won't." He reached to jerk himself off, shoving Caesar's hand aside.

Caesar grabbed his hand before he could, glaring at him.

"What did I say, Jojo?" he said, looking him in the eyes. With a slight sigh, he wrapped his fingers around him and very slowly began to jerk him off, unable to resist a sly smile.

He was so relieved, he let out a soft, low moan; he cleared his throat immediately afterward in an attempt to cover it up. Nothing to be embarassed about, he told himself, though he was sure that Caesar had noticed. Everyone moaned when they masturbated, right? This was just like that. Except there was a painfully attractive man jerking him off.

He stared at the patterns in the ceiling, desperate for a distraction. He didn't want to be reminded of Caesar's bright green eyes, of his golden hair, of those lips that he had so often fantasized about...

The more he tried to avoid such thoughts, the more he thought about them, and the more flustered he got; in no time, the only thing he could hear over his own frenzied breathing was his heart, pounding away in his chest.

Caesar smiled down at him and gently stroked his cheek. It was obvious Joseph was flustered to no end, no doubt due to this being his first time. Caesar had slept with virgins before and this occurrence was fairly commonplace. He gently kissed him on the lips.

"You can be as loud as you'd like, Jojo," he told him softly. "I promise I won't judge."

With a rather sincere smile he paused so that he could readjust his position. Instead, he ran his tongue over Joseph's entire length, sucking and licking on his inner thighs as he began to jerk him off harder than before.

"Shit!" he exclaimed loudly, clawing at the sheets for supports. He moaned loudly, unable to contain it. This was just like all his fantasies; he could barely contain himself.

"S-suck on me," he moaned. "Please...just suck on it."

Caesar smiled knowingly. He ran his tongue up his thighs until he reached Joseph's cock again. He sucked on the head as he continued to jerk him off. He glanced up at Joseph, watching his expression.

He watched Ceasar, unable to look away. He hid his face with his hand, embarrassed by the expressions he could feel himself making.

"Suck on all of it, please," he said, biting his lip.

Caesar moved his hands to Joseph's thighs, spreading his legs more. Although it was nothing like oral with a woman, he didn't let his nervousness show. He gave Joseph a flirtatious wink before he took more of him into his mouth, sucking on him and running his tongue up and down as he moved his head. He was surprised at how different it was and he hoped his experience with women was enough to cover up his inexperience with men.

Joseph bit his fingers, struggling to postpone climax; watching Caesar like this was even better than he had imagined. His mouth was warm and wet and, as far as he could tell, very experienced with this kind of thing.

"Are you...are you gonna swallow it?" he moaned quietly.

Caesar looked up at him and had to stop himself from smiling. He wasn't surprised in the slightest that Joseph had asked for that. He took more of Joseph into his mouth still. He sucked on him more insistently. Joseph had to be close.

Joseph came shortly after, shuddering dramatically. He gripped the sheets tightly as he recovered, breathing heavily. He became vaguely aware of the fact that his torso was slick with sweat. His entire 195 cm frame slumped into the bed, exhausted for the moment.

Caesar pulled away from Joseph and swallowed the contents of his mouth. He wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve before he crawled back on top of Joseph.

"...well?" he asked.

Joseph watched him carefully, as though afraid to look away.

"...Is that all?" he asked quietly, raising his brow. He did his best not to to look too eager, but it was difficult.

"You want more, Jojo?" he asked as he tried to hide a grin. "What, exactly is it that you want?"