I do not own Jojo's bizarre adventures and make no money from this story
This story has rape
As my readers know I like seeing pretty bad guys get punished.
Deep in the darkest part of the Joestar mansion, a blond-haired man laid curled in a ball. His arms were wrapped tightly around his body. The basement he was currently chained in could get very cold, especially at night. Though the change in temperature between day and night was the only way he was able to tell how long he had been locked away. Give or take a few days, the sun had risen and fallen about 103 times since his imprisonment.
Life had been a living hell. The clothes he wore were dirty and worn out. His limbs ached from the lack of movement. Water was a luxury and food was even more scarce. His once porcelain skin was adorned with bruises and cuts, courtesy of his captor. He was chain to the wall like a dog, literally. A heavy steel collar sat fastened around his thin neck. When it was forcefully placed on him the collar was tight enough to make breathing difficult. Now he had lost so much weight the metal hung loosely, but not loose enough to get free. In a way being trapped by just the chain on his neck made it even more humiliating.
"Dio" called a deep intimidating voice. Crimson red eyes pierced from the darkness setting their sights on the man. With his back towards the beast, the other couldn't see him but he felt the dark oar filling the room. It felt like toxic fog, almost suffocating him with its overwhelming presence.
The dark figure moved around the room soundlessly, even its footsteps were mute. Its eyes gleaming from seeing the blond's body tremble from the sounds of its voice. "Why are you shaking? I never thought I see the great DIO trembling like some mere child. Where has my oh so proud and clever brother gone?"
Dio knew evil existed in the word. Most people were either good or tried to fool themselves into believing that they were good because their sins were justified. Few people embraced evil as he did. But this monster standing behind him was demonic. No doubt a creature straight from hell.
He jumped when he felt the other breath on his neck. Dio cursed himself for being so stupid. This monster was his creation after all. It was a result of his failures.
"Answer me, brother, you were never one to be bashful. Has your silver tongue turn to lead?"
Dio flinched when a hand grabbed his shoulder. Long claw-like nails traced his back. "I must say, I'm rather fond of this timid side of you. Though in the last few months you have shown me sides of you I've never seen before as well." humming the monster leaned over the blond. "You've turned into a scared little rabbit. Makes me just want to eat you up."
Dio felt his warm breath brush over his neck. It might have been the first heat felt in a long time but it still made him sick.
"Keep your disgusting paws off me" Dio spat. He was going to keep letting this beast destroy his pride.
"I do love hearing you voice brother, but must you always use it to curse me?"
"Stop calling me brother, your no kin of mine Jonathan Jostar"
This seemed to frustrate the monster, he dug his claws into Dio's arm. Hissing the blond scooted closer to the wall.
"No, but I treated you like a brother. My father took you in off the streets. We welcomed you into our home. AND HOW DO YOU THANK US?"
Jonathan moved closer till his lips were just above Dio's ear. "You ruined my childhood, cause my father's early death and turn me into a monster."
Jonathan forced the other to turn towards him. Red eyes met orange and time seemed to freeze. Dio hadn't experienced this kind of vulnerability since he was a child and his drunk father had beaten him unconscious
"Please Jojo" he whimpered.
Jonathan chuckled. It was full of malicious. Paralyzed with fear Dio did nothing to stop the his hands from roaming over his body. What was left of his shirt was torn away. With the chilly air now hitting Dio's chest with full forced his nipple immediately harden. The little nubs were teased with light touches. Dio's breath caught in his throat from the first pinch to the tender area.
"You know this is all your fault."
"I know" Dio admitted. He averted his eyes to the floor.
... ...
A few months ago, Jonathan had confronted him with the police, Dio had made a desperate last move. When Jonathan ignored Speedwagon's advice and stepped closer, he had taken the opportunity to press the mask against his adopted brothers face. The spikes easily pierced his skull. By doing this Dio hoped to create enough of a distraction to escape.
The transformation was instant. Jonathan's agonizing screams turned to an animalistic roar. His crystal blue eyes changed to a bloody red, fangs grew from his mouth and his clothes ripped from the increased sized of his biceps. The man was tall before but now his hight increased by a good foot. Jonathan's short black hair abandon it neatly styled form in favor of growing longer and wilder.
Dio hadn't expected Jonathan to recover so soon, or perhaps he was just too transfixed by the transformation but the next thing he knew, he was hovering high above the ground with strong hands holding him up by his shirt. Kicking the beast had no effect. Those dark red eyes only showed anger and hunger. Dio thought he be eaten right there and then but one of the policemen shot the vampire in the back.
Growling Jonathan tossed him across the room. With a hard bang, Dio hit the wall head first. In the thirty seconds before he passed out he saw Jonathan kill each one of the policemen by draining their blood and he ripped apart Speedwagon and his father. The last thing Dio heard was his foster fathers please for mercy. His last thought was of admiration for the beast power.
When he came to, he found himself laying on the cold ground of the basement. At the time Jonathan still hadn't turned it into a torture room. Sitting up he almost had a heart attack from seeing Jonathan standing in front of him. Who knows how long the man had stood there watching him, silently deciding what his fate would be.
"DIO what have you done to me?"
"You tell me, it's your mask." With a sneer Dio touched his aching head. Bandages covered the area. If Jonathan treated his injury, it meant he had come down from his hunger frenzy. It also proved he was still a sentimental fool that still cared about him.
"How is father doing by the way?"
Dio felt a burning pain sprea across his cheek. The force was enough to make his head jerk to the side. He didn't see Jonathan move but he was sure the man had slapped him. The sheer speed this creature possessed was incredible. Dio had watched him kill five armed men like it was nothing. Even bullets had no effect on him. Dio knew he had made a terrible mistake; he should have put the mask on himself. Then this amazing power should be his. Jonathan didn't deserve it. The brute would squander it.
"Don't pretend you didn't see. You saw me kill him. I was so hungry I couldn't control myself. I killed him and those policemen, and my friend Speedwagon too." Jonathon dropped to his knees sobbing. His sins were too much for such a noble and honest man.
Ever the opportunist Dio moved forward. Carefully he wrapped an arm around Jonathan. The weeping man didn't seem to mind. Gently he rubbed circles around his back and a cooed soft words.
"It wasn't your fault. It was an accident. Shhh..." hiding his evil smiles Dio continued to comfort him. "You still have me, brother. Let's go upstairs and take care of the bodies. I'll bury father for you."
Jonathan wiped his eyes. "More policemen came to collect the bodies. He was already buried yesterday. Oh, and you have been unconscious for about two days."
"Then we can go put flowers on his grave."
"No, I don't want anyone to see me..." quivering slightly the vampire stood up.
Dio tried to do the same but his legs gave out. Jonathan stretched his hand out to him. Cautiously the blond took it. Now standings up Dio could really get the sense of how much bigger his brother was. The other towered over him.
"Besides, you can't leave either. The police are looking for you. They think you killed father and everybody else."
"I wonder how they got that idea?" Dio growled.
"This is all your fault." snapped Jonathan.
Regaining his composer Dio calmed his facial features. He needed to stay on Jonathan's good grace for now lest he ends up like the others.
"I never meant for this to happen, but I know how to fix this. Go get me the mask brother. That is all I need to cure you."
Jonathan looked at him suspiciously.
"Come now brother, we are all we have left. You need me now more than ever, let me repent for my sins by ridden you of this curse."
Dio placed his hand on the other's shoulder. Giving his famous winning smile he tried to lead them out the room, but Jonathan caught his wrist in an iron grip.
"I don't know the extent of my new abilities, but my hearing has improved exponentially. Did you know that when people lie their heart rate increase? "
Dio swallowed hard, he started perspiring.
"You can never fool me with your lies again Dio," Jonathan yelled as he threw Dio back on the floor. Jonathan wrapped his hand around the blond throat and pinned him to the ground.
"You were right about one thing Dio, we are all we have left. You have taken away everyone I've ever cared about. I will make sure you repent for your sins." he leaned over till he was staring down at Dio's eyes.
"I'm hungry, brother"
"Wait, Jojo don't."
Claws dug into his neck. It started off as a piercing pain but quickly turned to a burning one. Those claws started to suck his blood straight from the veins. The blood stealing wasn't instant like the policemen. Jonathan was drinking from him slowly. He could hear his blood traveling from his body and into the vampire's fingers.
"You taste so good Dio" the vampire hummed. "The flavor is just so exquisite. I simply can't get enough."
Fatigue was quickly settling over Dio. He could feel himself losing the battle against sleep. All the awhile Jonathan had been feeding on him, the blond had screamed and struggled. No matter how hard he punched or kicked him the jock wouldn't budge. Dio was envious of Jonathan's strength. The vampire was pinning him to the ground effortlessly. This power should have been his.
Suddenly the vampire removed his fingers from the blond's neck. "Can't take too much or you'll end up like the others"
Jonathan gathered Dio in his arms. The man was limp in his hold. "Did I take too much after all?" he asked himself worriedly.
"Let go of me you incompetent moron." he groaned.
Jonathan smiled warmly "Still the same Dio". Suddenly those eyes harden and his grip on him became painful. "That's a bad thing."
Taking advantage that the other was still dazed and in shock from the feeding Jonathan hastily relieved Dio of his boots, shirt, and pants. With his newly required agility and speed, it took him seconds. The blond didn't even realize he was in his boxers till he felt the chilly air brush against his skins
"What is the meaning of this Jojo?"
"You need to be punished and I am the only one qualified to do it." Almost purring Jonathan slid his hand over Dio's chest. Gently it cupped his breast.
"Have you've gone mad?" panicked Dio tried pushing him away. Quit easily both his wrists were pinned by one of Jonathan's hand while the other continued to explore his body.
"Perhaps... Iv have always been able to control my sinful thoughts about you but ever since you put the mask on me, I find myself less inclined to follow my moral beliefs. One of the girls from town heard about what happened to father and brought me supper to cheer me up. You see I hadn't eaten in the whole day. I tried to eat the meat, but it tasted like dirt and I had to spit it out. I was so hungry. When she got close, I almost ate her. I wanted to, and the idea of eating her and hiding the body wasn't as appalling as it should have been. So, I quickly asked her to leave before I did something unforgivable. Hopefully, she took it as a grief-stricken mood swing."
Dio growled when fingers ran through his golden locks. Roughly he was pulled into Jonathan's lap. His back met a wide chest and the feel of the other's breath against the back of his neck made him shiver "You are so pretty, Dio. You are too beautiful for your own good. I bet that handsome face of your helps a great deal when deceiving others."
Wanting his other hand free Jonathan used Dio's own shirt to bond his wrists behind his back. Now he could rub and group both of the blond's breasts at the same time. Dio made such a lovely sound when he pinched his nipples.
" Come brother, let us play together." Rolling the little nub of flesh between his middle and pointer finger Jonathan used his other hand to feel down Dio's stomach. The stomach he was caressing had a well-defined six pack, but the skin was still soft and smooth to the touch.
Dio was biting his lip hard. He was using all his will power not to make a sound. This situation was just too humiliating. If he had known beforehand that Jonathan harbored such feeling for him, taking over the Joestar fortune would have been a lot easier. He could have manipulated the other's feelings. Jonathan would have been his willing lap dog with just a wink and shake of his hips. It would have been easy; God knows how many people he had controlled this way in the past. But currently, he had no leverage. Jonathan was in control of the situation and unfortunately, it appeared like the mask warped his mind.
"Your body temperature is increasing, and your scent is changing. I think you like what I'm doing."
Dio couldn't prevent the loud moan that escaped his mouth when his nipple was twisted and pulled forward.
"What filthy noises you're making Dio. Stop holding them in. I want to hear every sound my touches produce from you."
"Wait, Jojo, think about what you're doing. Father would be so devastated knowing you were going to define me." He cried out again when Jonathan nibbled on his earlobe.
"Father is dead and so are you. Or at least dead to the outside world."
Jonathan's hand traveled down lower till they rest on the budget in his underwear. Shamelessly it rubbed his crotch through the fabric.
"I'm so glad you are enjoying our time together as much as I am." he peppered kiss over Dio's slender neck. He paid extra attention to the wounds his fingers had caused, making sure to lick up any excess blood with his tongue.
"J-Jon-a-than... Hold on."
The vampire's hand withdrew back up his stomach. Seeing this a spark of hope lit within the blond. He hoped Jonathan had come to his senses. That hope was quickly shattered. Jonathan had only moved his hand up to slip his fingers underneath the helm of his boxers. Those cold finger wrapped around the sensitive skin of his erected cock. First, they were gentle, they lightly touched him getting to know the texture and shape of his lower limb. Then that same hand gripped him hard enough to make him cry out in pain.
With a hard and controlling grip, Jonathan started to pump his shaft. This was nothing like the gentle hand of a lady. Calloused fingers strengthen by years of boxing and horseback riding were quickly bring him to the peak of a forced orgasm. Those digits were so forceful and so demanding. Dio tried to wiggle his way out of others grip but Jonathan was having none of it. He held the others hips down tightly making it clear that Dio was going to come in his hand whether he wanted to or not.
There had been an especially yummy looking spot on Dio's neck that had been tempting the vampire all night. The new Jonathan didn't deny himself anything anymore, so he happily latched his lips onto the supple skin. Sucking hard enough to leave a mark his free hand grabbed a hold of lavish gold hair and pull. The way Dio started to moan wantonly make him suspect the man to have masochist tendencies.
When those pale and perfect legs started to tremble, Jonathan knew he had won. The blond threw back his head and arched his back. Not two seconds later Dio came, his cum wetting his boxers.
Freeing his hand, the vampire licked the fluid off his fingers. "Not as good as your blood but not bad."
Dio was still too high from his orgasm to pay him any attention. It did give Jonathan the chance to admire his unfiltered expression. Dio was always so composed but not now, flushed, sweaty and panting he made quite the tasty sight. Not even Jonathan's most shameful wet dreams could compare to this lovely picture.
"Now look what you've gone done. You wet yourself like a toddler" his finger pointed to the damp stain growing on the blond's underwear.
If possible, he got even redder. Humiliation was a good look for Dio. It made his already hard member twitch. "Maybe I should punish you like a child. A good spanking should suit an overgrown infant like you well"
The panic showing in those amber eyes was delicious. "Calm down, I only jest"
Dio did the opposite of calming down when the vampire started to pull down his boxers
"Stop struggling Dio, we need to get you out of those wet undergarments before you shave."
The boxers were tossed to the side and Jonathan had a full adulterated view of his adopted brother's body. Licking his lips, he could hardly hold himself back. He wanted to caress, kiss, lick and bite every inch of that porcelain skin. He also wanted to stoke and pull Dio's main till his neck strained. "Like I said, too beautiful for your own good."
"You can still stop this Jonathan, let me go and we can forget this ever happened. It will be like it was before. We can go back to school, play football again and go horseback riding." Dio was saying everything he could to get the beast to stop.
Jonathan was pawing his way down the blond's legs. They were so long he thought he'd never reach the end. Dio's desperate tries at avoiding the inevitable were amusing. He decided to play along.
"Riding horseback with you was one of my favorite things to do. But how could I go back to school when sunlight hurts me?" Jonathan wetted his finger with the blood from the blond's neck. He resisted the urge to lick it off. This blood would have a different use.
" Night classes; we could both sign up. I'll even change my degree so we can take the same classes. Sometimes we play football games at night. I can convince the coach to have more night practice to but with your new skill, you won't even need to practice. You will easily beat the other team." the blond gasp when hands started to fondle his ass. Rough hands squeezed and pinched his lower cheeks.
" Things can go back to how it was before." Tears were forming in his eyes. Only his pride kept them from falling.
A sadist chuckle was the only warning Dio received before a thick finger made its way inside him. The digit wiggled like a worm, preparing the passage for something bigger.
" We can never go back, you made sure of it." Jonathan started to move his finger in and out. The ring of muscle put up less resistance then he thought it would.
"Damite Jojo take it out." Dio slams his head back against the vampire's face. The cracked he heard let him know Jonathan's nose was broken.
"Now that wasn't nice." The vampire straightens his nose and instantly it healed. To express his displeasure Jonathan added a second finger too soon and started scissoring the blond painfully.
"Stop Jojo, it burns"
Dio was shaking. His ass was on fire and the beast didn't seem to care. The uncomfortable stretching was horrible, and those sharp thrusts were unbearable. Jonathan hasn't used enough lube and the dry friction was painful.
"Apologize and I can make it a little more comfortable."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have headbutted you." he groaned when the other spread his fingers. He was getting finger banged hard and was helpless to stop it. No matter how much his walls clenched down those digits were relentless. They poked and prodded inside without mercy, exploring areas that were suppose to be off limits.
"Your lying but that's fine, one day you'll mean your apologies." Like promised the vampire moved his fingers gentler. "Say, Dio, have you ever done this before? I know you have slept with dozens of women, but have you ever taken a man?"
Dio bit his lip stubbornly refusing to reply.
"DIO" Jonathan sternly. "Answer me before I change my mind about that spanking" the vampire was still fingerings him roughly. Jonathan's palm pressed flat against his rear. His fingers reached as far as they could go and started wiggling nonstop with vampire speed.
Unable to think clearly Dio did the only thing his foggy mind could muster. He told the truth.
"My father, my real father used to force me to sleep with men for money. He sold me to anyone just to get alcohol money. It was degrading and humiliating, but sometimes if I did a good job the customer would give me a tip. I hide it from my father and that's how I saved enough to buy the poison to kill him."
Jonathan wiped the tears the blond didn't know had shed.
"I'm sorry that happen to you. It must have been rough." Gently he cradled thr other in his arms. Never has he seen the blond show such vulnerability. "But that doesn't excuse your actions. You still have to be punished for your crimes."
Still sobbing Dio kept his eyes tightly shut. This whole ordeal was making him relive his childhood trama. He cried harder when he heard a zipper being pulled down. What came after was a long tense pause.
"I guess I grew in other places too. I do hope you can take it all." Jonathan still had the smaller man on his lap. Grabbing the other thighs, he spread them wide. His impressive girth rubbed against Dio's now soft cock.
Drunk off the dominance and wanting to push the blond further Jonathan decided to participate in some cruel but deserved teasing. "So, you did some work as a whore. Can't say I'm surprised from how sluty you've been behaving. Those other men trained your lewd body well."
"Please don't Jonathan, just take what you want already." Dio still refused to open his eyes.
"You want my cock that badly do you? You will have it soon enough." he rubbed his erection against the others. "Your father made you play bitch to other men. I wonder if he ever used you himself?"
Receiving no answer he continued "How about you be my bitch from now own. Your obvious quite suited for the work." he leaned over to whisper in the other ear." Open your eyes and see what you will be serving tonight and many other nights.
For once in his life Dio obeyed him, only to wish he hadn't. The cock in front of him was massive. It was the biggest breading stick he had ever seen. Just like the rest of Jonathan is was inhuman. The color was a dark red and the mushroom head was producing a stream of precum that ran down the enormous length. At the base a bush of curly dark hair circled it. The hair was long enough to hide a few more inches.
"You have got to be joking."
Hearing him Jonathan laughed. The vibrations traveled from his head down to cock making the organ shake. Drops of precum landed on his face. Disgust Dio shook his head. The foul liquid stuck to him refusing to let go.
"A virgin probably wouldn't be able to handle it but someone as experienced as you should have no problem." He grabbed Dio by his hair. Those sharp nails dug into the blonds scalp. The vampire forced his head down. Jonathans cock was tall so his lips reached it without causing his spine to stretch too much.
" But just to be safe why don't you provided an extra coat of lube. You should be able to take at least the tip from this position."
"You are being cruel Jojo" He whispered before licking at the mushroom head. His jaw stretched to accommodate the cock. It was difficult just trying to fit the tip into his mouth. Hesitantly he started licking the tip. After that, he curled his lips around his teeth and sucked hard on the mushroom head. The shudder the other made was a good indication that he hadn't lost his touch.
Jonathan was loving the special attention he was receiving from his usually arrogant adopted brother. The man was always looking down at him, causing suffering and turning his friends and family against him. Even knowing he was the true heir to the Joestar name the blond always acted like he was better than him. He took every chance to demean and ridicule him. Now he had Dio naked on his lap, serving him in the dirtiest of ways.
"Just like that. You're doing such a good job." He moaned when the other ran his tongue over the slit. "Suck harder."
Jonathon felt a spike of jealousy knowing he wouldn't be the first to claim Dio. In fact, it made him nervous thinking the blond haired man would compare him to other more experienced men. He would make sure to please him thoroughly. Dio would never crave another lover as long as he was around.
Where Dio started sucking on his foreskin the vampire had to pull him away or risk spilling his seed early. Now panting Jonathan ran his finger through the other's long shimmering hair. The locks of gold were soft like silk and appeared to shine in the dark room. Jonathan had desired for years to be able to freely play with the this gorgeous hair.
"You're so pretty." He hummed. The vampire started to massage a knot on the back of Dio's neck, relaxing him. "And talented. Honestly, must you be so good at everything you do? "
Chuckling the human straighten his poster and threw this head back so he could look Jonathan in the eyes. His long hair fell around his shoulder and clung to his sweaty body.
"Feeling inadequate Jojo." Amber eyes looked at him mockingly.
"There is nothing inadequate about me Dio, you will see for your self soon." He rubbed his engorged member between milky thighs. Jonathan has never been so hard in his life. Rubbing himself against the cause of most of his teenaged wet dreams was sweet relief.
Effortlessly he slipped his hands underneath the blonds spreads thighs and lifts him up. Suspending Dio over his cock he began to lower the man down. His member pressed against the human's entrance.
"Is there anything I can say to stop you?" the desperation was thick in his voice. The vampire loved how softs and fragile the other felt in his arms.
"If I gave you enough time, I'm sure you'd think of something."
"After your done using me, please set me free," Dio said accepting his fate.
Not replying he lowered the blond. The penetration was slow. Inch by inch Dio took his cock. He prepared the human well and the lube did its job. Despite not being a virgin, his adopted brother was delectably tight. The blonds inner was clenched around him. The vibration from Dio's trembling sent pleasant feeling up his manhood.
Dio groaned loudly. The vampire had filled him more than any other man had ever. His ass was struggling to stretch around the hard shaft, and he was positive it wasn't even all in yet. Another loud and a humiliation sound escaped his lips when Jonathan raised him up and lowered him down. The vampire began slowly forcing his body up and down its member. Each thrust reached a little deeper. With his tied behind his back all he could do was take it. And he was taking so much it was unbearable.
The thrusts were shallow in Jonathan's option. Dio still had a lot more of his cock to accept. Even though more than half his cock still hadn't felt the sweet embrace of Dio's inner wall he was still feeling amazing pressure. But humiliating the proud man would make him feel even better
"If you manage not to climax again tonight, I'll set you free," he said before started to move the other over his cock. Despite all Dio's protest the blonds erection had been bouncing against his stomach the whole time. "But if you come even once tonight, you'll stay here as my little blood bitch." with a cruel smile Jonathan licked the back of his ear and roughly kissed his neck. "I swear the to keep this deal on my father's grave."
That spark of hope reappeared in Dio's eyes and Jonathan couldn't wait to douse it. Having ace autonomy and biology he knew exactly where to aim to make Dio feel as good as he was feeling.
"You retched monster." moan after moan left the others mouth. That traitorous nerve inside him was clearly a masochist. No matter how hard the vampire's blunt cock beat it, it still sent jolts of ecstasy up his spine. "I refuse to lose."
"You play the part of women well. Getting so aroused from just my cock plowing you." Jonathan drilled his prostates harder. The sound of flesh sliding against each other and Dio's breathless moans filled the room.
"You're sick" he hissed. Pure hate laced his voice.
"I've accepted it, just like you should learn to accept your new place." Jonathan picked up his pace. The human was falling apart in his arms.
"I hate you"
Jonathan lightly squeezed his throat in warning. "All that should be coming out your mouth are sounds of bliss from how good my cock feels as it breeds you".
The constant abuse to Dio's sweet spot lasted for ten minutes. Only his strong will allowed him to last so long.
"N-no, no nononon" the blond chanted. Is orgasm was reaching its peak. "NO!" horrified with himself Dio came hard.
"Ne-not done yet." Jonathan fucked the man through his orgasm. The now super sensitive bundle of nerves was taking another beat down. To make sure Dio fully understood his defeat he forced the blond to cum five more times before the hour was over. By then Dio was shooting blanks and was begging for mercy to unforgiving ears.
"My stamina has really increased. I still haven't cum yet... No fault of yours of course. You're doing amazing." the vampire was greatly enjoying the sensation of the blond's inner walls squeezing him tight.
Dio was heaving. He was covered in sweat and his face was flustered. Exhaustion was setting in, but it appeared Jonathan was far from done with him.
" You look tired Dio. It's my fault for keeping you suspended so long. My apologies. Here you should sit down." smiling sadistically Jonathan started to lower him further down his cock.
"No Jojo." slowly he was being run threw. The massive cock was reaching places that were uncharted territory. All Dio could do was scream as he was pierced muscles unwillingly stretched to accommodate what was being forced in. It burned like an iron rod but to Dio's shame, he was still rock hard.
Still holding up those creamy thighs Jonathan stopped when he met resistance. It didn't seem like he could fit any more of his cock up the others ass. Which was annoying because he was only missing a few more inches.
"Dio, you will not deny me ever again. You won't ever deny me my home, fortune, happiness and you certainly won't deny my cock, not even one millimeter of it" Jonathan decided to let gravity have its way. In a flash, his hands let go of the other and Dio fell back against his chest and straight down on his cock. He felt when whatever was keeping him out gave way and fully accepted his girth. Dio let out his loudest scream yet. The agony shown on the blond's face made the vampire feel even hungrier.
"There, isn't that more comfortable. Feels good to sit down, doesn't it? I hope you enjoy your new seat. It's reserved especially for you." grabbing the blond's shoulders he started to grind his hips. "You make a nice little cock sleeve too. You're such a good boy, keeping my cock so warm. I love the special way you hug me"
Now balls deep in the blond Jonathan could really appreciate the sensation. Those perfect plump mounds of flesh were pressed right against his crotch. His entire cock was enjoying the feeling of Dio gripping him with all his strengths. The blond was putty in his hands. He could do whatever he wanted to him and Dio would just have to accept it. That kind of domination over the man who tormented him for years was pure bliss.
"Jonathan it hurts" Dio moaned softly.
"You will adjust soon. " enjoying those light sobs and moans the blond was giving him he started to fuck the other in earnest but not before cutting the blonds bonds and forcing him to turn around with his cock still inside him.
Face to face with the vampire Dio couldn't control his fear. Those strong arms closed around him. One arm wrapped around his lower back while the other reached down. A clawed hand latched on to his ass and squeezed it repetitively.
"Dio your just so pretty." Jonathan was moving his hips without rhythm, he just wanted desperately to cum already. "Look at me, Dio. I want to see those nice eyes of yours."
Dio complied with Jonathan's desire. It was becoming a routine to give the vampire what he wanted. Orange eyes met red eyes again, only now one pair was in tears. Jonathan brought him closer till Dio's head was against his chest. The blonds palms rested on the monsters giant shoulders. Jonathan had ordered him to wrap his legs around his waist and he had obeyed. Like this they almost looked like real lovers.
"I'm going to take very good care of you from now on. Your all I have left Dio." after saying this he kissed his forehead.
Jonathan fucked him for hours, time went by far too fast for the blue-haired man. He only fills Dio with his seed three times before the sun started to rise. His new stamina was a gift and a curse. He wanted to keep pounding him. After all, they were safe in the basement. He almost went through with it but after seeing Dio's bruised and battered body he decided against it. Unlike him, Dio was still human and had limits. He would test those limits later. For now, they would both rest.
"Dio, are you still conscious? "
"Y-yes Jojo." he was acting so meek now. If he knew all Dio needed was a good fuck to behave, his teenage years would have been a lot more enjoyable. Smiling Jonathan patted his head like a dog.
"Let's go get some rest."
He carried Dio up the stairs to his room. The blond clung to his chest. All the windows had been boarded. Only a few candles lite the hallway. He was taking them towards the west rooms.
"My room is the other way."
"Not anymore."
Dio remained silent until they reached their destination. In his room, Jonathan had a dark oak coffin over his bed. The inside was patted with velvet cushions.
"When the police were gathering up the bodies, they brought an extra coffin. I felt drawn to it, so I bought it. I sleep better in it than the bed." he explained.
"You're not going to make me get in that are you?"
"It is not so bad. I'll leave it cracked open so you can breathe."
That didn't convince him, though it wasn't like the blond had a choice. Jonathan laid down in the coffin with Dio laying on his chest. Both men were still naked. It was like being squished in a sardine can. Those massive arms had the blond trapped.
The worst part was when Jonathan closed the lid leaving just a small crack for air. Now the human didn't even have the candlelight for comfort. Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place. The lid must have weighed a hundred pounds and Dio was far too weak to lift it.
"Good night Dio" he yawned. "Sweet dreams and don't let the vampire bite.
For the first time in days, Jonathan finally got a good night of rest. Dio's body was producing heat that warmed his cold skin and the blonds gentle heartbeat was like a soothing lullaby.
... ...
Dio laid broken and bruised on the basement floor. It was like how he was before but now he was a little more dirty and broken. Jonathan had redress and was licking Dio's blood off his lips.
"I have something exciting to tell you today." he hummed. "Erina is pregnant." Jonathan had married her about a month ago. Apparently, she didn't mind he was now a blood sucking monster. With her around he didn't have to constantly feed from Dio. The regular blood draining had taken its toll on the man.
"Congratulations," the blond said bitterly.
"Don't be jealous. My love for you runs deeper. I'm afraid the child may be born like me. We could never have a life here. Right now, the towns people think I don't leave my house out of depression. Soon suspicion will arise, and curious people will come asking questions."
Jonathan detached the steel chain from the wall. Tugging it he forced Dio to follow him naked and on his hands and knees. The evidence of their nighttime activities was still running down his thighs. If he tried to stand Jonathan would roughly push him back down to the floor. With his chest pressed against the cold stone, he was forced to stay there for several seconds before the blue haired man would release him. The cycle repeated itself till eventually Dio gave up and stayed on his knees.
" Are you not worried your new wife will see your mistress?" he spat angerly. Since Erina moved in he had not left the basement once.
"She has gone into town to make the moving arrangements. Besides, she already knows yours here. She believes you have a mental illness that drove you to murder and that I, your loving brother am determined to bring you back to sanity. That the thought of you rotting in jail for something you had no control over would break my already cracked heart."
Dio looked at him confused.
" Either you have gotten very good at weaving lies or that girl is an idiot."
"Watch how you speak about her Dio. I will not let you disrespect the mother of my child. For your information, it wasn't too far hard to play you off as some lunatic after what you did to her."
The vampire pulled him into the kitchen. Two red bowels awaited them, one had water and the other was filled with pasta. If looks could kill Jonathan would be dead a hundred times over.
"It's your favorite sun-dried tomatoes sauce with Italian seasonings, layered with parmesan. Erina made it before she left. Eat before it gets cold."
The pasta smelled amazing. The heavenly aroma made his starved belly growl louder. Looking up he saw Jonathan starting intensely. He was biting his upper lip in anticipation. Those eyes looked almost desperate. Suddenly everything made sense. Three weeks ago, Dio had been fed regularly. The starvation torture had been implemented recently. This was one of Jonathan's weird kincks and the starvation was meant to make him more willing to play along.
"Eat your food like a good boy"
Dio refused. He cursed at the vampire. "I rather starve."
The vampire grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into the dog bowl. Cruelty he rubbed his face into the food.
"Eat and be thankful its pasta and not actual dog food."
Growling like a dog the blond started to eat the pasta. He ate from the bowl with his mouth. No matter how good it was the burning humiliation didn't let him enjoy the meal. Jonathan produced a rubber band from somewhere and used it to tie the other's hair. Now he full view of Dio shaming himself.
Jonathan smiled. Letting go of his hair he ran his hand over the others back." Good boy. Make sure you eat everything."
While Dio ate he continued to talk. "We are moving to Jan Mayen. It's a Norwegian island near Greenland. The sun only comes out for a few hours a day there. The only darker place is the bottom of the ocean."
This caused Dio to stop eating. He wasn't sure if the move would have positive or negative effects for him. Currently, if he tried to leave the house he would be arrested and sentenced to death. That's if he somehow manages to get away from the monster holding him captive.
"I have ordered a house to be built in a secluded area. There, it is not uncommon for houses to be miles apart. Erina is not a fan of the cold but she will make the sacrifice. With you and her to feed off I should be fine."
Now the blond knew this change of location would only bring him more grief. A hard slap to his rear reminded him to keep eating.
" I don't want to see any sauces left in that bowel Dio."
He was still petting the naked man's back. Though he couldn't see the blond's blushing face, the redness behind his ears indicated just how embarrassed he really was.
Finished Dio moved to the side to show him the empty bowel. When Jonathan's eyes move to the water bowl, he lowered his head again and started lapping the liquid up.
"Such a good boy."
Full of food and shame the blond looked up at his captive waiting for what he would make him do next.
"After you killed Danny all those years ago, I never dared get another pet in fear you do something dreadful to it as well. I really missed him; we use to play for hours." He caressed Dio's face. His palm was pressed against the human jaw while his thumb rubbed his cheek. "It's karmas work at its finest that you are now my pet."
He led him up to his room. Once again Dio would spend the day sleeping with him in the coffin. Erina had accepted his new self but preferred to sleep in beds. Only Dio shared this with him. Something about having the smaller man curled up on his chest was comforting. He felt a little less alone with him around.
Yawning he engaged in one of his favorite pass times, stroking the blond's hair. "I simply can't wait for the move. I'll be able to take you on walks outside and we could play fetch. It might be fun fucking you outside. You'd probably cling to me, trying to keep warm. Your blood staining the white snow blankets would look beautiful. I can imagine you shaking harder than ever before, your lips turning blue and icicles forming on your long eyelash by the fault of your own tears. Afterward, we snuggle together at home by the chimney. The flames would warm us, but you still push yourself closer to me because you know I would want you to. You would be so well trained. Erina would bring you fresh cocoa and then offer her neck to me. Then all three of us would watch the kids run around the house. Soon no one will ever bother us again. Our days will blend together peacefully"
Lost in his blissful fantasy Jonathan didn't notice when Dio started crying. When the whimpers finally penetrated his ears, he cooed him like a child.
"I love you Dio, please stop crying. We will be happy again." He said kissing the tears away.
"This wasn't supposed to happen" the blond thought before exhaustion won over his exerted body.