"Well, uh," he began awkwardly. "You see, the thing about that is...I don't really want to put that in my mouth. It uh...it seems a little gross, sorry."
"No!" he snapped, irritated by the accusation. "I just...I just, I dunno, you pee out of there. Isn't it a little gross? I don't know how well you wash."
"Jojo, I am one-hundred percent certain I wash myself better than you do," Caesar informed him. "I even shave, which appears to be a foreign concept to you."
"You're an idiot," he informed him bluntly. "Besides, don't think I haven't realized you're just stalling so that I'll give you another blowjob and call it even, you dick."
"Yes, Jojo, you have to give me a blowjob," he replied, rolling his eyes. "If you really don't want to, sure we can do anal, but I'm not going to be the one on bottom."
"Why do I have to be on bottom?! I'm the one with leg hair!" he protested, pouting and puffing out his cheeks. "Do you even know how this works? The man is never on bottom."
"That's why you're the one who's going to be on bottom," Caesar replied. "Besides, you don't have any experience, you won't even know what you're doing."
"So you've sucked a ton of cocks before you put mine in your mouth, right?" he pressed, glaring at him closely. "Besides, since when do you fuck people in the ass?"
Caesar reached into the drawer beside the bed, retrieving his bottle of lube. He poured it into his fingers and then ran his hand over Joseph's dick. Then, he leaned over and ran his tongue over Joseph, making eye contact as he ran his fingers over Joseph's opening.
"W-what are you doing?!" he yelped, almost pushing Caesar away. He stopped himself only because he really wanted that blowjob. "I, I didn't say you could touch there..."
He made a small, high-pitched whining noise. "This isn't a blowjob! You didn't touch there last time, stop it..." He squirmed uncomfortably, though he still kept his hands to himself.