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“How much?”
Josuke blinked at him slowly. Rohan would have considered it to be pretty, with those blue eyes and thick lashes, but the rest of the teen’s face ruined it. “Wait, you’re serious?”
Rohan rolled his eyes and batted the air. “Close your mouth, you look like a trout.”
Josuke snapped his mouth closed before seeming to remember ‘hey, fuck Rohan and what he says’ and opened it again.
“Like, I know you’re kinda skeevy, but that’s a whole nother level.” Josuke jabbed a finger under his own chin. “You know how old I am, right?”
Rohan was close to calling the whole thing off. It had already been a long shot to begin with, and he knew there was gonna be some push back, but this was getting ridiculous. He somehow always managed to underestimate the annoyingness of Josuke.
“Listen.” Rohan stood from his chair, refusing to let his voice rise like the heat in his cheeks. “It’s either a yes or a no. I don’t have the time nor patience to sit here and get lectured by some kid.”
Josuke pursed his lips as he crossed his arms. “A kid you wanna fuck.”
“Josuke--!” Rohan stomped a foot forward, but the indignant look on the teen’s face had his anger simmering back down. "I am not going to fight with you." He rolled the tension out of his shoulders and forced himself to take a deep breath. At the very least, it helped his voice level out. "Do you accept, or not?"
Josuke stood too, and though Rohan didn't think the teen meant to intimidate him with his stature, it sure did.
Josuke rocked on his heels as he sized Rohan up, bottom lip out in thought. As much as Rohan wanted to shoot a glare at him, he kept his face impassive.
"You know, it woulda been a lot easier for you to just use your Stand for this."
It wasn't like Rohan hadn't considered it, but Josuke didn't need to know that. At the end of the day, he wanted an authentic experience, as organic as could be achieved under the circumstances. Heaven's Door would have made this whole thing effortless, but a certain something would have been missing.
"Well, maybe I'm not as skeevy as you think I am."
Josuke laughed. "Yeah. Maybe."
Despite his best efforts, venomous words were burning on his tongue, but Josuke spoke again before he had a chance to sling them.
"Sure, I'll do it."
Rohan could hardly believe the words, and it must have shown on his face because Josuke said it again.
"I'll do it." He shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, but there was an unmistakable blush creeping high on his cheeks as he pointedly looked away. "Just tell me when you want me over."
"Yeah..." Rohan forced his shock away and squared his shoulders. "Yes, of course. I'll give you a call when it's time."
"Sure, whatever." Josuke patted the side of his hair. "I'm not gonna be cheap, though."
"I expected as much."
They both stood in heavy silence for a few moments before Josuke gave an awkward cough and gestured to the door.
"Alright, I guess I'll..."
"Yeah, I'll--" Rohan swallowed, "I'll be in contact."
The departure was just as sloppy and tense as the meeting, which Rohan supposed was only fitting. Only when Josuke closed the front door did he allow himself to crumble onto the couch, heart hammering and hands shaking.
It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. He still had one final piece he needed before the game could really begin, though. And as much as Josuke had been intimidating, the other man was leaps and bounds more terrifying. But he had already set things in motion, and damned if he wasn't going to go through with it.
The napkin in Rohan's lap was in tatters. Jotaro on the other hand was exactly the same as he had been when he had first sat down, arms crossed and comfortably leaning into his chair. Rohan had expected Jotaro to get up and leave once he had asked the question, but instead, the man seemed unfazed.
The reality was more nerve-wracking, in his opinion.
"Have you been tested?" Jotaro finally asked, hard eyes completely inscrutable under the bill of his hat.
"I..." Rohan pushed his headband up, slightly disgusted at how moist it had gotten with his nervous sweat. "I don't follow."
"Tested." Jotaro repeated, as if saying it again would explain what he meant.
Rohan's hand darted back into his lap, where he continued tugging small pieces of the napkin off and placing them in the center of it. "Y-you mean like, an STD test?"
Jotaro's eyebrow twitched up just slightly, which was all it took to make Rohan feel like a total idiot. Jotaro was good at doing that to a person.
"No, no, I haven't..." Rohan's pressed his thighs together tightly as he fought to mimic Jotaro's nonchalantness. "I haven't been tested, because...well, I don't need to be."
The neutral scowl that Jotaro always wore suddenly deepened, and Rohan was quick to continue, as hard as it was to.
"I don't need to, because--" Rohan slowly inclined his head towards Jotaro, hoping that the man would fill in the blank for himself.
Of course things couldn't be easy, though. Jotaro didn't move, patiently waiting for Rohan to come out with it. Rohan sighed and shot a furtive look around the small bistro before leaning forward.
"I'm new to all of this, if you know what I mean."
"A virgin?" Jotaro's arms shifted just the slightest as he spoke. "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?"
He didn't want to admit that it was because he was embarrassed, but luckily the waiter came around just then to deposit two cups in front of them-- a double shot cappuccino for Rohan, and a plain black coffee for Jotaro. Rohan immediately took his drink and sipped at the foam, happy to have something to distract himself.
Before the waiter could leave though, Jotaro lifted his hand to get their attention.
"Can I borrow your pen for a moment?"
Rohan cradled his cup and watched as the waiter pulled their pen out of their order pad with a smile and handed it over. Jotaro took it with a grateful nod and quickly scribbled something on his napkin before handing it back. Rohan waited for the waiter to leave before trying to take a peek at whatever Jotaro had just written, but the man folded the napkin in half before he could see.
Jotaro fished into his jacket pocket and pulled out a few bills. He sat them next to his untouched coffee and stood, napkin in hand.
"Wait--" Was he really leaving? Rohan knew that it would be difficult to get Jotaro in on this, but to straight up leave just because he was a virgin...
The way Jotaro looked at him made the rest of his words cling and stick in his throat. It almost seemed like anger with it's intensity, but that's not what it was. It looked like Jotaro wanted to tear him apart, but in another, very different way.
Jotaro silently slid the napkin across the table and then left, just like that. Rohan could only blink dumbly at the man's retreating back. He set his cup down on the table and opened the napkin.
It was a phone number.
The doorbell rang. Rohan had been pacing by the front door and nearly jumped out of his skin at the chime, but quickly collected himself.
It was Jotaro. He looked like he always did, all big and brooding and quiet as Rohan let him into his house and shut the door. It was actually reassuring, as if it balanced out all of the nerves that had Rohan shaking like a leaf.
"Th-thanks for coming ov--"
The rest of Rohan's word was sucked back in with a sharp breath as Jotaro stepped close to him, strong arms wrapping around Rohan's waist and pulling him against his chest.
"Oh." It was all Rohan could say as he looked up into Jotaro's eyes. Wow. The one Rohan had thought would give him the most trouble seemed to be very much into this.
"Where are we doing this?" Rohan could feel Jotaro's deep voice rumble against his ribs. "Your room?"
"Uh," That was where Rohan planned to do things, but they needed to wait for their last guest. Jotaro didn't know that, though. "Let's start in the living room, if that's alright."
Jotaro looked down at him with that hungry, intense stare again before reaching down and squeezing his ass. Rohan yipped in surprise, and he could have sworn Jotaro smiled just the slightest as he pulled away.
"Sure."
With heat flooding his cheeks (and another area, which he promptly tried to ignore) he led Jotaro into the living room. Without any prompting, Jotaro took a seat on the couch and before Rohan could follow suit, the man beckoned him with a short, demanding curl of his fingers.
"Come here."
Rohan was certainly not used to being bossed around and a part of him wanted to brattily fight against it, but something about Jotaro just made him want to obey.
Stepping in front of Jotaro very much felt like he had just signed away any control he had in the situation, and as terrifying as it seemed... it was kind of liberating too. He looked down at Jotaro and drew in a shaky breath as large, broad hands snaked around his back once again and gently urged him forward. Jotaro's eyes were dark with intention as Rohan placed an unsteady knee on the cushion beside him and slowly climbed into his lap.
"That's it..."
It wasn't exactly praise, but it was enough to make Rohan's heart flutter proudly. Encouraged, he rested his weight on Jotaro's thighs and placed light hands on the broad shoulders in front of him. Jotaro waited until he was settled in before speaking again.
"Let's talk about what you want."
Jotaro was practically whispering, and it was doing more to him than he'd like to admit. His thighs flexed, and he knew Jotaro could feel it, which was equal parts embarrassing and exciting.
"Um...Like I said before..." It had taken a lot of courage on his part to proposition Jotaro in the first place but now, with his plans finally coming to fruition, it was damn near impossible to get out. "You know." Rohan swallowed heavily before stammering out the last word on a rushed exhale. "S-sex."
There was that little hint of a smile again. Jotaro was loving this, wasn't he?
"You want me to take it slow for your first time?" Jotaro's hands roamed over his back and pressed him forward.
"Ahh..." The small groan left him before he could help it. "U-um, maybe...maybe at first..."
"Alright." Jotaro laced his fingers behind his back, his broad palms resting against the curve of his sides. "We can do that." His thumbs pressed against the light dip of his stomach and rubbed small, teasing circles. "What about kissing, have you done that before?"
Rohan hesitated, adjusting himself on Jotaro's lap. "I....I've kissed Heaven's Door, if that counts."
Jotaro's eyes took on an interested gleam at that. "Show me."
Rohan could feel his blush deepening as he leaned back and collected himself enough to will his Stand out. A hazy whiteness grew between their chests and quickly solidified into a small boy. It fit snugly between them, curious eyes roaming over Rohan's face. Rohan smiled nervously at Heaven's Door and ran a gentle thumb over one of the gold details that streaked down it's cheek.
"He's cute." Jotaro commented, one of his hands leaving Rohan's side to place it on Heaven's Door's thigh.
Rohan didn't know how to respond (and damned if he trusted his voice, anyways) so he opted to occupy his mouth with Heaven's Door. He pinned the tiny Stand against Jotaro's chest and closed his eyes as he began pecking kisses over it's little mouth. Having Heaven's Door out made his nerves subside to a degree- it was something familiar and reliable in all of this newness, and it put his heart at ease.
He felt something distinct and hard against the back of his Stand's thighs, and as he deepened the kiss, the thing twitched and jerked. He wasn't sure if Jotaro's dick was actually that big, or if it was just in relation to Heaven's Door. If he had to venture a guess, it was probably the former, and certainly accentuated by the latter.
Ding dong.
Rohan's eyes snapped open and his Stand melted into the air as him and Jotaro looked down the hallway.
"Were you expecting someone?" Jotaro asked, voice low.
"It's--" Rohan didn't really know how to explain, so he just shook his head. "I should probably get that."
Jotaro's hand tightened against his back for a moment before sliding away. "Alright."
He climbed off of Jotaro's lap, feeling embarrassed at just how much his erection tented his baggy pants, and just how much Jotaro noticed. That was okay, because Rohan got an eyeful of Jotaro's bulge too, and as expected, it was as massive as it had felt. Jeeeesus.
On his feet he felt as wobbly and uncertain as a baby deer, but he managed to stumble his way down the hallway and to the front door.
Josuke's shoulders stiffened as the door opened, and he blinked before his eyes quickly ran over Rohan.
"Dude, you look like a mess."
"Nice to see you too." Rohan mumbled, pushing his headband up. Did he really look rough?
"N-no, I wasn't being--" Josuke waved a hand on front of himself as he backpedaled. "I just meant..." His hand sweeped down Rohan. "You're like, really red and sweaty."
"Well, that's a new record." Rohan pursed his lips. "You haven't even stepped foot in my house, and I'm ready to kick you out."
Josuke looked like he was about to bumble his way through an apology, so Rohan saved him time by rolling his eyes and opening the door further.
"Come on in before I change my mind."
Josuke shot him an annoyed look as he stepped inside and kicked his shoes off. "You know, you're the one who propositioned me."
"True, but it's fun being mean to you."
"Whatever," Josuke huffed, toeing his shoes so they were lined up neatly.
The little verbal spat had managed to momentarily make Rohan forget what was about to happen, but as Josuke strolled past him into the house, his panic returned. He didn't know what was gonna happen, and it had him on edge.
"W-wait, Josuke--" He trotted to catch up with him and had just reached a hand out to grab him when Josuke reached the living room.
"J-Jotaro?!" Josuke's jaw dropped as he froze in the doorway.
Rohan quickly stepped in front of Josuke to stop him from going further into the room, but it was too late. Jotaro looked at both of them, his face slack with shock, and pants partially folded in his hands. It seemed he wanted to get a head start in undressing, and had stripped down to his underwear.
The three of them stood silent for a handful of tense seconds before Jotaro finished folding his pants and sat them on top of his jacket.
"Hey, Josuke."
With Jotaro having broken the ice, Josuke finally got his voice back.
"What?" He looked down at Rohan, then up at Jotaro. "I thought that...Is he here for--?"
Rohan opened his mouth to reply, but no words came out. Not that he had a chance to say anything, because Jotaro stepped closer to Rohan and locked him with an intense stare.
"Wait...Rohan, did you invite him?"
This time he managed a small noise before Josuke spoke up.
"Yes, he invited me! Did he invite you?"
Rohan put a steadying hand on Josuke's chest and put his other one up to keep Jotaro at bay. He took in a deep breath. "I invited both of you."
"Dude, you didn't say anything about a threesome!" Josuke gawked for a second. "And he's related to me!"
Jotaro crossed his arms, and despite the heated exchange going on, Rohan couldn't help but appreciate the swell of his biceps.
"Well, it's not like I can get you pregnant, or anything." Jotaro said almost thoughtfully.
Josuke looked just as surprised as Rohan at Jotaro's words. The teen stared disbelievingly at Jotaro, but with every breath, his shoulders loosened and he slowly deflated into a more rational expression. He finally shook his head.
"I am not getting paid enough for this."
Rohan's voice was small, almost pleading. "Well I mean, we haven't discussed a price yet--"
"Wait." Jotaro's stern voice drew Rohan and Josuke's attention again. Uh oh. He didn't look very happy. "Are you paying him, Rohan?"
"Th-thats...I mean--" Rohan sheepishly looked between the two taller men. "I mean, I was gonna pay you too, Jotaro, but you accepted before I could offer--"
"That's not the problem here." Jotaro's frown deepened. "You can't just pay a kid for sex."
"I just--" Rohan blinked and shook his head as he realized what Jotaro had just said. "Wait, you were just thinking about fucking him, too!"
"And I'm not a kid!" Josuke added, sounding all too childish with his declaration.
Fuck, everything was happening too fast. He just needed a moment to think. If he could just knock one of them out, he could talk with the other and deescalate this prickly situation. He reached his hand towards his pocket, where he kept his pen case. Josuke was closer, so he'd take him down--
The air near his neck grew cold before solidifying into a giant pink hand. He only had a moment to gasp before cool fingers pressed into his throat and easily lifted him onto his toes. He let out a wheezing yip and gripped at the stone-hard forearm in front of him as he was pressed back against Crazy Diamond. It's other arm quickly locked across his chest, effectively pinning him.
"Oh no you don't, you fucking weasel." Josuke stepped around to look at Rohan, eyes bright with anger. "I know what you were about to do."
Rohan balanced himself as best as he could on the tips of his toes and rattled out a tight breath. Fuck, he was completely defenseless like this. He could feel his head growing fuzzy with each labored inhale, all the while Jotaro and Josuke looked at him, seemingly trying to decide what should happen next.
For whatever fucked up reason, it was really turning him on
"Josuke, don't be so rough with him." Jotaro chastised softly.
Josuke looked flabbergasted. "He was gonna use his Stand on me! I know you saw him!"
Rohan blearily listened to them as he struggled to breathe and wiggle against Crazy Diamond. His erection had flagged considerably during the argument, but it was filling quick and fast with a volley of rough twitches. It definitely wasn't helping with the light-headedness.
"At least ease up on his neck before he passes out." Jotaro compromised with a sigh.
Josuke petulantly did, and Rohan gasped out a dry moan as air filled his lungs in burning relief.
The sound was perhaps more sexual than he had intended, and Josuke and Jotaro stopped their discussion to look at him with surprise.
And then, inevitably, their eyes traveled down.
"Ah." Jotaro's shock quickly turned to heated interest. "Did you like that, Rohan?"
"Dude..." Josuke looked away in embarrassment, but his eyes were quick to come back.
"Sorry," Rohan croaked on a dry cough. "I'm, ah, a little worked up..."
"Josuke." Jotaro addressed the teen with finality, though he kept his gaze on Rohan. "You can go if you want. But I'm gonna finish what I started."
Josuke stayed frozen in place as Jotaro approached Rohan, still pinned snugly against Crazy Diamond and gasping.
"You're pretty kinky for a virgin." Jotaro stroked himself through his underwear and stopped in front of Rohan, eyes burning. "I wonder what else turns you on?"
"Wait, he's a-- he's a virgin?" Josuke looked dumbfounded, but there was an unmistakable roughness in his voice.
"So he says." Jotaro's bare chest pressed against Rohan, "A greedy little virgin, it seems...Just one cock isn't enough for you, huh?"
Having the filthy words breathed over his face had him mewling and writhing between the two bodies he was pinned against.
It seemed that he wasn't the only one affected by Jotaro's talking, because something long and hard prodded against the backs of his thighs. He gasped and spread his legs as best as he could in the loose chokehold, and felt the thing slip between his thighs and press up against his swollen balls. Jotaro's eyes widened and he pulled back enough to look down. Rohan couldn't move his neck in Crazy Diamond's grasp, but he could see Josuke, whose entire face was flushed pink. Jotaro reached down and Rohan could feel his hand groping it, making it press and grind and twitch against his taint.
It felt so good that he nearly missed Josuke's knees buckling.
"Fff--" Josuke stumbled and gripped the front of his pants, his eyes glassy and lidded.
"So, are you staying, Josuke?"
It took Josuke a second to get his bearings enough to respond. "....Yeah."
"Then treat Rohan nicer." Jotaro pressed a warm kiss against Rohan's cheek before stepping back entirely. "He's putting himself in our hands. Let's show him a good time."
Josuke was too distracted to notice the smug look Rohan threw at him, which was probably for the best.
Crazy Diamond shimmered away, leaving Rohan shakily trying to stay on his feet. Jotaro wrapped a supporting arm around his waist and helped him over to the couch. Josuke stood stubbornly for a moment before joining them, plopping down next to Rohan and crossing his arms. He could act petulant all he wanted, but it wasn't as effective as he'd like it to be, considering the straining erection against his thigh.
"Now," Jotaro was on the other side of Rohan and put his arm over his shoulders, drawing him in close. "Let me see your Stand again, Josuke."
Josuke shifted on his cushion.
A few silent seconds passed. The air in front of Rohan grew hazy for a moment, but it dissipated as Josuke let out a labored breath.
Rohan elbowed the teen softly. "Performance issues, Josuke?"
"Shut up."
"Are you nervous?"
"Seriously Rohan, shut the fuck up."
Rohan hadn't intended for his teasing to help, but it must have because Crazy Diamond solidified in front of him, hulking and towering and still very much erect. It's cock was eye-level with Rohan, a shade darker than the rest of it's pink body with thick veins as blue as it's accents.
"Fuck, Josuke..." Rohan squirmed on the couch despite himself, nervous excitement catching his breath.
Other than that, there was no movement. It was an unspoken agreement that Jotaro was the one in charge, and they waited for him to tell them what to do next.
Jotaro breathed in deeply and squeezed Rohan's shoulder. "Now yours, Rohan."
It took him a few moments to summon Heaven's Door, but Josuke was thankfully silent about it. The air near Crazy Diamond's chest wavered and it gave a small, confused "Dora" and raised it's arm up just in time to cradle Rohan's Stand as it materialized. Rohan flushed-- he hadn't intended for Heaven's Door to appear there.
"They seem to like each other." Jotaro commented.
And it was true. Rohan could feel Josuke stiffen next to him as Crazy Diamond shifted the small Stand against it's chest and looked at it tenderly. Pudgy, ghostly white hands came up and cradled the bigger Stand's face.
"Dora," Crazy Diamond's hips curled in Rohan's face, nearly making it's swollen cock head poke his cheek.
Heaven's Door gave a small, high hum and mimicked the movement, grinding it's small erection against the hard pectoral it was trapped against it. Rohan choked on nothing as he felt the hard press against his own cock.
His Stand's mouth must have been open too, because a moment later it was filled completely with something hot and slick. Rohan stretched his jaw open wider and groaned, feeling the ghost of Crazy Diamond's tongue rolling and pressing deeply into his mouth.
A hand fell on his knee and gripped tightly at his pants, and he turned his head to see Josuke looking at him with overwhelmed shock. He was breathing heavy and his hips jerked weakly along with Crazy Diamond. He seemed to be just as confused and horny as Rohan was at how their Stands were acting.
With both of their mouths open and pseudo-kissing, it only felt natural to do the real thing. He leaned forward and licked into Josuke's mouth, groaning as he felt Crazy Diamond's tongue roll into his cheek.
Josuke let out a whine and tentatively kissed Rohan back. It was an interesting contrast to his Stand-- Rohan was simultaneously having his mouth confidently plundered and nervously sucked at by the same person.
And if that wasn't enough to make his head spin, he was suddenly assaulted by an impossibly large hand groping his ass. Rohan gasped and wiggled his hips deeper against the couch, upset for only a moment that it didn't increase the sensation before realizing that he was feeling it through Heaven's Door. He cracked open his eyes enough to glance at his Stand, and saw that Star Platinum had joined the fray, it's long hair flowing as if underwater and it's large hands slowly groping Heaven's Door. Rohan couldn't help but think that the three Stands made quite an odd group, but then again, the same could probably be said for the Stand users.
Rohan bit at Josuke's lip and pulled back, releasing it only when Josuke whined. He took a moment to look hungrily at the teen before turning his head to the other side, and as he had hoped, his mouth was immediately occupied with Jotaro's. Kissing him was just as hot as Josuke, but in a completely different way. It was all controlled and precise, each roll of tongue and nip of teeth from the man was purposeful and dominant.
He could have stayed like that all night, kissing both men and having his Stand touched all sweet and soft, but Jotaro had a lot more in store for him. He grabbed Rohan's chin and pulled him away, forcing his head around to look at the Stands.
Star Platinum seemed to have been waiting for Rohan's attention, and only when he had it did he start tugging off the tiny Stand's pants.
"Oh, fuck..." Josuke's hand tightened on Rohan's knee again, like he was watching some sort of suspenseful movie. Rohan shared the sentiment.
Jotaro's Stand stripped off the pants with a few impatient yanks and immediately hoisted Heaven's Door up, putting it's small, stiff cock level with Crazy Diamond's mouth. Rohan knew exactly what was about to happen, but it didn't make it any less intense. In one fell swoop, Rohan's entire cock was wrapped in a wet heat so intense, it was nearly excruciating. He cried out and his entire body arched off the couch and he would have crumpled to the floor if it wasn't for Jotaro's strong arm across his chest.
"Oh, ohhhhh--"
Rohan felt a large bottom lip press against his balls before the ghost of a mouth around him opened wider and took them in too, so that his whole groin was encased in the soft wetness. That alone was already too much, but then Crazy Diamond sucked, it's lips sealing around the top of his groin and it's tongue melding against his taint.
"Fuck, Rohan..." Josuke placed a sweating palm against his inner thigh. Even if his Stand was currently sucking Rohan off, it seemed the teen was still too nervous to touch Rohan's actual body. "Fuck, you taste so good..."
Rohan couldn't even move his lips to try to speak back, so he settled for panting out pathetic little noises, hoping that his appreciation would get through.
"You wanna taste the real thing?" Jotaro asked, hands already undoing Rohan's pants. "I bet he's never had his little virgin cock sucked before."
He hadn't, as a matter of fact, but his mouth was refusing to work to say as much. All he could do was writhe against the hands holding him down and undressing him, moaning and begging with tight noises in his throat.
With all the reservations Josuke had held up until that point, he sure didn't have any once Rohan's pants were stripped off. He leaned down and sucked in Rohan's cock with an eager, wet noise and immediately started bobbing his head.
Rohan didn't think it was possible for the sensation to get any more intense, but fuck, did it. His Stand's dick was too small to hit the back of Crazy Diamond's throat, but his real dick was more sizable, and he felt the tip meet with resistance before Josuke's throat restricted around his cock. Josuke gagged harshly and pulled up, catching his breath and settling into small kitten licks against the slit instead. It was pretty evident that Josuke was new to sexual things too.
"You like that, Rohan?" Jotaro kissed the side of his neck as he whispered the words. "Does my uncle's mouth feel good?"
Once again, Rohan's body spoke on his behalf. He jerked forward and came so hard that his vision grew black and fuzzy around the edges. It was better than anything he had ever felt before, and it wasn't even at it's peak-- what he thought was the pinnacle of his pleasure only climbed as he felt two tongues sloppily rolling over his cock and sucking against his heated skin. All he could do was buck and sob out against the stimulation, already over-sensitive but wanting more, wanting to chase the high for everything it was worth.
"That's it, that's a good boy..." Jotaro kissed his neck before sinking his teeth into the soft skin, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to hurt, and it was enough to have Rohan nearly faint.
But he didn't, even if his vision grew blurry with the tears that streaked his cheeks and his lungs froze outright in his chest. It was all too much, far too much, but it didn't stop. His cock was sore and actually stung, but Josuke's mouth still licked insistently at his tip, Crazy Diamond still sucked his aching balls, and then-- something new joined the mix. Rohan's hips raised in the air as he felt his ass being pried open by something hot and slick and persistent.
"N--N--aahhh--!" He wanted to shout 'no' but all that came out was a strangled yell as he his hole was stretched and nearly assaulted with what he knew had to be Star Platinum's tongue.
It felt fucking huge inside of him, like a giant, writhing serpent that knew exactly what it was after-- and it found it's goal with only a few cursory prods.
Rohan had thought he was completely spent, but that, somehow, wasn't true. His throbbing cock spurted again, this time against Josuke's cheek. It actually burned coming out, and it made him sob openly, even as he grinded himself back against the couch.
"You okay?" He could only hazily see Josuke sit up and peer at him, his face flushed and eyes concerned.
Rohan stuck his tongue out in response, whining needily all the while. Josuke understood immediately and locked him into a kiss.
"I think he's ready." Jotaro grabbed Rohan's hip and pulled his legs onto the couch like he weighed nothing.
Rohan was too pleasure-drunk to move on his own, but Jotaro didn't seem to mind. He effortlessly arranged Rohan on the couch like a lifeless doll until he was pressed against Josuke's chest and his knees were under him, ass up and ready for what was coming next.
"You gonna fuck him?" Josuke said breathlessly, cradling Rohan's head against his neck "I don't know if he can take it..."
I can't. I can't take it.
"He can take it." He could feel Jotaro shift behind him, and then something hot and firm was rubbing against the cleft of his ass. "Right, baby? Tell Josuke how much you want my cock."
"A-Ahhh--" He could feel himself slobbering against Josuke's neck as he tried to get his lips to move. "I w-want--" His breath hitched violently and made his words hiccup. "W-w-want it, w-want it..."
"Wait," Josuke held Rohan's head steady and fished into his pocket. Rohan couldn't see what he handed over to Jotaro. "Use this. Don't want you to tear him..."
"You came prepared, huh?" Jotaro sounded amused.
The thing pressing against his ass pulled away and Rohan was left twitching and apprehensive. It couldn't have been long, but the two mouths his Stand was spitroasted on made it seem like an eternity. Every press and lick and caress of their tongues had him shaking and mewling against Josuke's neck, tears and slobber mixing between their heated skin.
And then it began. Unlike the gentle hands and mouths of the Stands, Jotaro was anything but. Without warning, Rohan's hole was stretched fast and hard around Jotaro's cock, leaving him unable to draw in his next breath. He clung desperately onto Josuke, like letting go would kill him.
"Fuck," Jotaro bottomed out with a soft moan and began moving his hips without a moment of hesitation. "Tight little virgin hole...taking me so well."
It wasn't until Jotaro had set into a fast, rough rhythm that Rohan finally found his voice. He cried against Josuke, his sobs raw and burning his throat. He felt like his whole body was going to short-circuit, there was too many things assaulting him and it was too fucking much. Every thrust and lick and suck made him think that he would die with the next one, but they kept on coming and he kept on living.
"Jo-" He wailed, weakly trying to climb into Josuke's lap, but strong hands kept his hips pinned in place. "J-Jos- ahhh, Josukeeee--!
"Fuck," Josuke pried one of Rohan's hands off of his shirt and forced it down between them. "Please, Rohan, t-touch me too--"
Rohan had absolutely no control of his body, and could only cry and whimper as Josuke hastily unfastened his pants and pulled his stiff, leaking cock free. He placed Rohan's hand on himself and bucked loosely into it.
"Fuuuck, fuck--" He wrapped his hand around Rohan's to force him to hold it, and began jacking himself off with Rohan's arm, "Gonna, f-fucking cum--"
Josuke's heated words seemed to encourage Jotaro to go harder-- his hips smacked against Rohan hard enough to sting, and he could feel Jotaro's heavy, tight balls slapping against his taint with every brutal thrust.
"His mouth--" Jotaro growled, the heels of his palms digging into Rohan's lower back. "Fuck his mouth and fill him up--"
Josuke didn't need to be told twice. Rohan's head lolled as Josuke scrambled onto his knees and held his cock out. The most Rohan could do to help was hang his mouth open, but Josuke was more than happy to do the rest. He grabbed Rohan under his chin and forced his head up, and then his leaking cock was sliding against his tongue and fucking him fast and shallow.
Rohan was being raped. It was the only word to describe the absolute overload of sensation across his body, all of the soft touches on his Stand and the violent thrusts of the two men on either end of him. Rohan's eyes rolled back and went limp as he distantly heard Josuke whining out broken noises that rose and rose until something hot and runny was coating his mouth and running down his throat.
He felt a warm hand on his cheek as he closed his eyes and he wasn't sure if it was on his Stand or himself.
All of the noises around him snapped off and he felt like he was free-falling for a moment before the sound in the room slowly bled back in. like His cock was burning again and he felt another spike of pleasure, but it was much more basic and primal than the other sensations he had been experiencing.
"J-Jotaro--" Josuke's cock slipped out of Rohan's mouth. "Jotaro, I think he passed out."
No. Rohan thought blearily. Well, maybe. But just for a moment.
Jotaro grunted and stilled, and Rohan felt the odd sensation of something being pulled out of him, but also of still being full.
"Fuck--" Rohan could feel rough hands sliding up his back as the thing that remained in his ass jerked roughly. "Rohan--"
He could hear concern in Jotaro's voice, but he could also feel heat flooding inside of him. He knew Jotaro was cumming, and felt a pang of guilt knowing that he might have somewhat spoiled the man's orgasm.
"R-Rohan." The hand against his cheek gently smacked him. "Jotaro--I think we overdid it--"
One by one, the sensations that had been bombarding him not even a minute before were stripped away. His raw, overworked cock was released, and his ass was finally emptied, left gaping and sore.
"Hey, can you hear me?" Josuke's voice was raising in panic.
Rohan grunted as he felt himself be lifted briefly before being placed on his back.
"Fuck, Jotaro...I-I think he wet himself."
Well, that's embarrassing. Rohan would have grimaced if he had the strength to. Josuke's never gonna let me live that one down.
"Rohan."
Another light volley of smacks against his cheek made him groan and finally open his swollen eyes. Jotaro and Josuke's faces crowded his vision, both of them worried, but quickly shifting into relief.
"Christ." Jotaro exhaled roughly and ran a hand tiredly down the side of his face.
Rohan wanted to make a joking comment, like 'What, did you think you had fucked me to death? Your dick was good, but not that good,' but instead, he could only grin dopily up at them. It got the point across well enough, because Josuke rolled his eyes.
"Stupid bastard."
He could throw insults all he wanted, but the thumb running soothingly over Rohan's cheek was saying something else entirely.
"Rohan, are you feeling alright?" Jotaro asked, brow still knit.
"Just--" Fuck, his throat was scratchy and raw. It hurt to talk. "Just peachy." He croaked.
Jotaro's eyes raked over his face like he was trying to gauge if he was lying. After a moment he exhaled heavily again. "I'll order some food. You need to eat."
Jotaro's face disappeared out of view. It was only then that Rohan realized that his head was propped up-- it was in Josuke's lap. Was he on the floor?
"Hey, grab some wet wipes or something." Josuke said, looking in the direction Jotaro had disappeared. "I don't know if he'll be able to take a shower right now."
"Good idea."
He listened to Jotaro leave the room, and a moment later Josuke was looking back down at him.
"Are you really okay?"
Seeing actual, genuine concern on Josuke's face- directed at him, no less- was weird. Not bad weird, just...weird.
"Yeah." Rohan answered, and it was honest.
"Sorry for being so rough." Josuke looked sheepish. "We all kinda got carried away..."
"No." Rohan shook his head as much as he could. "No...it was perfect."
And it really had been. Rohan was all about experiencing things as viscerally and intensely as he could, and it had definitely lived up to his expectations. It undoubtedly trumped most people's 'first time' stories.
Josuke sighed before giving him a small, shy smile. "I'm glad."
"Yeah." Rohan returned the smile. "Me too."