Joseph's Dirty Laundry

If it had been a smooth enough save for one moan, it was not smooth enough for many, and that was exactly what came out of Joseph's mouth as Caesar gave him the best--and first--blowjob he had ever had. He found himself writhing on the bed, pulling Caesar's hair and digging his nails into his shoulder for support. Embarrassingly, he knew he couldn't hold out much longer.

"C-could you--" he began, but he trailed off into a moan.

Caesar pulled away before he could finish and he wiped his mouth. There was no way he was going to let Joseph finish just yet.

"Could I...what?" Caesar asked with a devilish grin on his lips.

Joseph forgot what he was going to say, horrified that Caesar had stopped when he was so close. "W-why did you stop?!" he demanded, awkwardly propping himself up on his elbows so he could see better.

Caesar ran a finger down Joseph's cock, teasing him.

"Well? Could I what, exactly?" he teased heartily, unable to hide his smirk.

"Could you keep going?" he pressed, shifting his hips closer to Caesar's face. "Come on, just a little more, man."

Caesar rose an eyebrow.

"What do I get in return?" he asked, still teasing Joseph with his fingers.

"A-anything," he stuttered. "If you fucking swallow all of it, I'll do anything."

Hearing what he had wanted to hear, Caesar bent over and took as much of Joseph into his mouth as possible, bobbing his head up and down and being as thorough as he could. It wouldn't take much more, anyway.

Joseph yanked on Caesar's hair as he came into his mouth. He panted heavily, his tense body finally relaxing.

"...Thanks," he murmured softly.

Caesar swallowed despite his every instinct telling him not to. It felt somewhat embarrassing to do so, but he wiped his mouth and sat up.

"Well? Now it's my turn to do what I want," Caesar smiled down at Joseph. Hh leaned over the nightstand, digging around in the drawer until he found a bottle of lubricant.

Joseph watched him, still in a happy daze from his orgasm. "You want a handjob or something?" he asked, smiling. "Never done it for another guy, but that's fine."

Caesar rolled his eyes even as he set the bottle of lube aside. He leaned over and kissed Joseph on the lips briefly before he moved to his neck and kissed and sucked on him. He trailed his kisses lower still, down to his chest. He easily unhooked Joseph's bra, sliding it down only so much that he could run his tongue over his exposed nipples. They hadn't nearly done enough of this to please him quite yet. If this was the only chance he was getting, he was going to take full advantage of it.

Joseph made many girly gasps and moaning noises, which in turn brought more color to his cheeks. While he wasn't hard again just yet, he still had to admit it--Caesar was good at ha he did. Not wanting to be completely outdone, he ran his large hands over Caesar's smooth chest, rubbing his nipples.

Caesar was surprised when a quiet moan escaped his lips. He glanced up at Joseph, wondering if he'd even noticed. It wasn't often that any woman got frisky enough to touch his nipples; he'd almost forgotten he was sensitive there. Caesar sat up and leaned over Joseph to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Is there anything you're dying to try, Jojo?" he asked and though he tried to sound casual, his voice shook ever so slightly and betrayed him. He cleared his throat. "Now's the time to tell me."

"Well," he said, unable to hide his grin, "I've never gotten two blowjobs in a row before."

Caesar pinched Joseph on his chest, perhaps a bit harder than necessary to show his annoyance.

"You're lucky you got one blowjob, hotstuff," he teased, but he smiled anyway. "If you aren't specific, then we're doing what I want."

"Ow!" he said, rubbing his chest. "Why do I care? If you're not gonna give me another blowjob, what you waned is fine--I'm sure I can handle it, big boy."

Caesar smirked. He wasn't going to argue with that. He grabbed the bottle of lubricant and poured some onto his fingers, and then reminded himself that he would probably need more and poured a bit more out.

"Don't squirm too much," he said just before he pressed his fingers against Joseph's ass.

"What are you doing?!" he exclaimed, squirming a great deal. "I--I never said you could touch there!"

"Didn't you just say you could handle whatever I wanted?" Caesar replied with a smug smirk.

His face turned even redder.

"...You...you wanna touch there? Why?"

Caesar felt his own cheeks flush at the idea of having to explain it.

"Because I'm going to fuck you there," he replied as casually as he could.

"You can do that?" he asked, wrinkling his nose. "But isn't it, like...kinda dirty? Or something? Is this really how two men...?" He trailed off.

"W...well, if you're strongly averse to it, there's other things we can do," he said but his face flushed red as he continued with, "...although this is my preference."

"Can't I do it to you, if it's that great?" he asked, pouting and puffing out his cheeks.