Curiosity Killed the Joestar

"I'll tell you if you succeed," he said sarcastically, pulling off his undershirt. "Here's a hint: you won't."

Joseph tore off his shirt and jacket in one motion, such as he is always want to do. He tossed it aside and took a step towards Caesar before realized he really had no idea what the hell he was doing or even planning to do. As much as he talked big, he really had no idea what he was doing.

Caesar gave him an odd look, pointedly aiming his gaze above Joseph's shoulders. "...I'm sorry, are you serious about this? You can't be serious. Don't tell me I've been sharing a room with a homosexual all this time."

"Of course I'm serious!" he replied insistently. "I'm totally your type, anyway, so what's the big deal? Oh, I get it, you're actually afraid I can do it, aren't you?"

"As if a virgin could scare me," he replied cattily. "You don't even know how to fuck a woman--how could you possibly know how to fuck a man?"

"I'm not a virgin!" he shouted again. He gathered up his courage and strode over to Caesar. After quite a few seconds of hesitation, grabbed him by the waist and pulled him into a kiss. A really, really awkward kiss. And in fact, Joseph's first kiss.

Irritated by Joseph's persistence, Caesar decided to teach him a lesson. He grabbed his ass and slid his tongue into his mouth, kissing him aggressively.

Joseph kissed back just as aggressively, so much so it almost made his jaw hurt. He had never kissed before, least of all made out with someone. His grip on Caesar's pants grew tighter as he kissed him. If Caesar wanted to play this game, he would play it right back.

He grabbed Joseph by the waist and flipped him onto his back. He kissed him hard, pressing him against the mattress; his leg slid between Josseph's, gently nudging his crotch.

Joseph gasped in shock as Caesar rubbed his crotch. Not to be outdone, he grabbed Caesar's crotch with his hand, rubbing his palm against him. He kissed back still, despite the fact the growing tightness of his own jeans.

Caesar pulled away from the kiss, though he wasn't out of breath. Instead, he took the opportunity to shout, "See? Hard already. Ha! You really are a virgin, JoJo." He tried not to concentrate on Joseph's warm hand rubbing against him; in fact, he tried to focus only on Joseph's eyes.

Joseph glared at him, his thick eyebrows knitting over his bright blue eyes. "Yeah, I'm hard, so what? Doesn't mean you aren't going to get hard, too."

Joseph grabbed Caesar's pants and yanked them away from his body so he could shove his hand into them. He ran his fingers across the very base of Caesar's cock, although he tried to hide his surprise at how little hair he could feel. Suddenly, he was rather embarrassed at how hairy he was in the same place.

"So, be honest," said Caesar, hoping to distract Joseph from his currently growing erection, "How long have you wanted to fuck me? Because this isn't out of the blue."

Joseph felt his face burn but he persisted, moving his fingers further down so he could stroke Caesar's cock.

"It's just a bet, don't make it gay," Joseph insisted stubbornly, despite the fact that he could feel his own erection straining against his pants.

"If it was a bet, why did you bring it up during dinner?" he asked. "You've been thinking about me fucking men, haven't you...perhaps yourself?"

Joseph ran his hand up and down Caesar's length even more insistently as his face turned even redder. He chewed his lower lip nervously, but he couldn't bring himself to deny Caesar's statements.

"Y-yeah well, I don't see you stopping me."

"I've never been good at turning down a lady's affections," he replied truthfully, shrugging. His face reddened ever so slightly. "To be honest, I think the more important thing is that you've apparently been harboring affections. How long?"

Joseph squirmed uncomfortably as he finally removed his hand from Caesar's pants.

"...a while," Joseph admitted quietly.

His truthful answer surprised Caesar; more color rushed to his cheeks. "...Oh." He stared at the bed sheets, avoiding Joseph's eyes.

"...You could've just asked for a date, you know. I would have been more than happy."

"W-well, how was I supposed to know that...?" Joseph huffed, avoiding looking anywhere near Caesar. He sighed loudly. "A-anyway, I, uh...I need to go the bathroom."

He wrapped his hand around Joseph's forearm.

"Just because we haven't had a date, doesn't mean..." He trailed off. "You were ready to do this, weren't you? We still can--it only has to mean what you want it to."

Joseph smiled sheepishly as he glanced at Caesar.

"T...to be honest, I mean, I wasn't really...I, uh..." Joseph had never felt his heart beat faster than at that very moment. He was sure Caesar could feel the rushing pulse just by touching his arm. He took a second to compose himself as he cleared his throat. "I mean, yeah, yeah, we can still...we can still do this."

"I wasn't lying when I said I've never done it with a man. You'll have to bear with me," he teased, trying to hide his own nervousness. "...Go on. Get comfortable."

Joseph shifted slightly, but failed to really get any more comfortable. What was he even supposed to be doing? Was Caesar going to take off his pants, or should he? What was he even supposed to be doing? More than that, he really just wanted to kiss Caesar again.

"I, uhm...this is my first time," Joseph said so quietly he hoped Caesar might not hear him at all.

"I kind of guessed," he said. He smiled, but it was far more gentle than mocking. "Here, why don't you just sit with your back against the pillows? It'll be comfortable."