Curiosity Killed the Joestar

"I didn't want you interrogating me while I'm trying to get off," he corrected, grinning. "I can interrogate you all I want...if you don't like it, just try to shut me up."

Joseph leaned over and kissed him deeply, desperate to avoid the topic of conversation.

Caesar didn't mind much; he had been busy taking in the sight of Joseph's exposed body and the feeling of his hands. His lips were warm and he kissed back eagerly; at this rate, it wouldn't take much more to put him over the top. He moaned softly into Joseph's mouth as he kissed him.

Joseph kissed him deeper still, pressing himself against Caesar and using his free hand to run over his chest. He sped up the motions of his hand, hoping he could finish him soon.

Caesar pulled him closer, his hands exploring Joseph's back. His body was warm but firm, much like he'd imagined it to be. As their tongues pressed together, he could feel it; his back arched, and his body shuddered. He could feel it splatter onto both their stomachs, but he didn't care. He kissed Joseph until he ran out of breath, and then he attacked his neck with smaller pecks.

Joseph let out a surprised yelp as Caesar assaulted his neck, but it soon turned to embarrassingly loud moans as he discovered how sensitive his neck was.

"C...Caesar..." he whined quietly.

He let go of him, slapping his ass as he did so. "I'll stop now--I'd hate to make you hard again so soon."

"Uh...yeah," Joseph replied quietly, not meeting his eyes.