15.Masturbation/Caught Masturbating/Forced Masturbation

What a lovely day. The sun is shining as bright as gold, the atmosphere was a calming, sensual one. It was absolutely perfect, Mista loved every second. It put him in his best mood, a mood that made him confidant and uncaring, the best version of Mista there was. He was simply enjoying his slice of life and everyone in it. Mista was lounging on the couch in the living room, barely paying attention to the movie playing on the tv. Today was a slow day, there wasn't much going on.

They didn't have any missions, they weren't getting attacked, they quite frankly were just chilling for the time being. When Bruno announced that everyone was free for the day, they scattered the mice. Leone and Bruno went off somewhere together, probably to go fuck. Bruno may seem all sweet and angelic, but Mista knows the truth. Narancia ran to his room with the biggest smile on his face. He probably was going to play video games or something, what a weird kid. Fugo just left, Mista didn't know where he didn't care to know though. That leaves Giorno. Giorno simply nodded and calmly went to his room.

He seemed eager to leave though like he had something to do. It made Mista a bit curious, what does Giorno do in his spare time? Probably reads. Guido stretched and sat up from the couch. Ever since he met Giorno, he felt a soft connection with him. The kid was alright, he was a good balance to the team. After Giorno defeated the boss and Bruno became don, everyone seemed to lighten up on Giorno. Even Leone, who was the new capo of La Guardia, appointed by Bruno himself. Everyone realized that he really wasn't a threat, he was just some kid that had a rough upbringing and wanted to change the country for the better. He was iffy at first, he seemed sketchy, but now he's part of the family.

Guido stood up from the couch, a small smile tugging at the man's lips. He stretched roughly and cracked his joints. Maybe he should spend some time with Giorno. As of lately, he's been tense and a bit withdrawn. Hopefully, he would open up to Mista, if there is something wrong. Mista headed off on his journey to the small blonde's room. The house, well, mansion they lived in was enormous. Bruno thought it would be best if they all lived together, which wasn't the worst idea. It definitely had its pros and cons. For example, it was good that they could spend more time with each other and strengthen their bonds, but, it was shitty because they all love to argue with each other.

Except for Bruno, surprise surprise, he was the one that tried to unite them as one. For the most part, it worked. If it wasn't for the clashing personalities and lifestyles, there would be no complaints at all. Mista's train of thought stopped once he arrived at Giorno's door. He might be busy, but it's worth a shot. Mista went to knock on the door, but he froze in place when he got closer to it. He heard..odd..noises coming from inside the room. Guido, being the curious cat he was, leaned his ear against the door. At first, he didn't hear anything. He assumed it was in his head, but when he went to pull away, he heard it again.

He tried to focus intently on the noise, he wanted to be sure of what was going on before he just waltzes into his room. "Ah...f..fuck.." he heard a soft, smooth voice moan out. Mista's jaw dropped. He wasn't doing, that, was he. He tried to be as quiet as possible so he could hear, and his theory became fact. "Yes...yes...uhn..~" the voice continued. Mista couldn't believe his ears, Giorno was masturbating! That's so strange coming from someone so proper. Mista was so going to tease him later for it, it was gonna be great.

"M...Mista..harder...pl..ease..yes..!" Mista's thoughts stopped. Did he just moan his name? Oh fuck. Giorno was jacking it to him? Mista was at a loss for words. He kept his ear against the door and continued listening to his moans, his pants growing uncomfortably tight. He felt his semi-hard cock trying to burst through his pants. It's not every day a smoking hot, blonde, twink rubs one out to the thought of Mista, It made him more confident. He smirked devilishly and slowly turned the doorknob. He was going to milk this situation, it was the least he could do. He slowly crept into Giorno's room and gently closed and locked the door behind himself. When he looked up at Giorno, he couldn't believe his luck. There he was, completely naked, his hair down, riding a monster dildo.

He watched the blonde's face, the way it scrunched up each time he dropped himself onto the toy was mesmerizing. He loved the way his hair was bouncing, it was silky and beautiful. He slowly made his way to Giorno, making sure to take quiet steps. The small mafioso was so preoccupied with the silicone cock ramming up his ass to even notice that Mista was there. "I'm s-o..cl..ose...Mi-Mista..!" Giorno rambled, his eyes shut tight and his mind invaded by the older gunslinger. "Damn, you look delicious right now." Giorno's eyes shot open, his body was frozen in place. How long has Mista been there? Giorno had no clue.

He was embarrassed and his arousal quickly drained from his body. "H..how..l-ong..have..." Giorno started, his mind quickly going blank. "Not long, don't worry. But, I've been here long enough to know what you're fantasizing." Mista was teasing him, he wanted to see Giorno all flustered. The green-eyed boy simply looked down, he had no clue of what to do next. He got off of the toy and tried to cover his lower half with a blanket. Mista clicked his tongue and ripped the blanket from Giorno. That caused the boy to gasp in surprise. "What are you doing?!" He tried to take it back from Mista. "I could ask the same." he said while gesturing towards the soaked dildo next to Giorno.

The blonde simply recoiled back and looked away. "I don't know why you stopped." Mista said assertively. The small boy quickly looked into the man's chocolate brown eyes. "What do you mean..?" Giorno asked softly. Mista smirked and grabbed the dildo. He moved on the bed and sat in front of Giorno. "I was enjoying the show, I loved watching you bounce that thick ass of yours on this." Guido said while waving the toy in front of Giorno's face. The blonde blushed and widened his eyes, why was Mista fucking with him? "I know, how about I sit here.." Mista said before pushing Giorno towards the center of the bed and lying against the headboard. "And you give me a show."

Mista chuckled and threw the dildo to Giorno. The boy caught it and furrowed his brows. "There is no way in hell I'm doing that, get the fuck out of my room!" Giorno was pissed. How dare Mista invade his privacy then demand something like this. This felt gross and wrong. The blonde knew it was his own fault though. This wasn't the first time that he's gotten off to Mista, it wasn't his second either. Giorno has been doing this for the past three months. He didn't know why, but something about Mista seemed irresistible to the boy. Was it because of his bad-boy attitude? Or his enticing sexuality that could draw anyone in? Giorno was blind to the method behind the madness, all he knew was that he wanted the gunslinger.

He either wanted Mista to be with him or be inside of him, he was more than willing to settle with the latter. He continued to eye down Mista, trying to scare him off. "Fine, ill leave." Guido got up and headed for the door. "Although, it would be a shame if the others found out about your secret." Mista looked back at Giorno who in turn, looked at him. "What do you mean?" The boy asked curiously yet fearfully. He wouldn't.. "I mean, who knows how the others would react if they found out that you.." Mista looked him up and down, "swung the other way." Giorno's eyes widened dangerously, his heart palpitating. Mista was threatening him. He was gonna tell the others of Giorno's sexual preference, that struck fear in the boy's heart. It wouldn't be that bad...would it..?

"F-ine...ill do..it.." The blonde said reluctantly. Mista smiled mischievously and walked back to the bed, sitting back in his spot. He rested one hand behind his head and the other on his clothed cock. "Go on, make it good." Guido smiled and drank in the sight of Giorno. The boy was scared but, he didn't have any other option. He took a deep breath and started to touch himself. He ran his cold, small hands over his pecs. He rubbed soft circles into his nipples, pinching them occasionally. The sensation caused him to let out soft moans. Mista began palming his dick, his eyes didn't dare to move from the blonde beautys form. Giorno turned around and bent over, his ass on full display for Mista. He squeezed and spread himself open, his fingers dancing around his hole pleasurably. Mista undid his pants quickly and pulled his cock out.

He stroked it as he watched Giorno push a finger inside of himself. "Is t-his it..? Is this wh-at you wa-nt..?.." the boy asked between soft pants and moans. He rested his head at an angle so he could look into Mistas eyes, which the gunslinger took notice of. The man was quickening his pace, he roughly pumped his cock as the boy started to violently finger himself. He went right from one finger to three, eating blissful and delicious moans from him. "y..yea...you like th-is...you li-ke this ass..fuck...!" Giorno softly screamed as he jackhammered his fingers into his ass, his eyes slightly crossing form the pleasure. Mista was letting out grunts of approval and satisfaction. He was absolutely loving this situation, it couldn't be any better. Giorno reached to his side and grabbed his special dildo. He loved this one more than his other two.

This one was '10 long and '3 thick. It had ridges and small silicone spicks going up the shaft. It was truly the perfect toy, nothing could top it. He positioned it to his used up asshole and forced the monster inside of his small, needy ass. "Fuck..! Yes..yes..oh yes...!" he moaned as the toy stimulated his insides. Mista was impressed with Giorno, he admired the way he took it, he just rammed the fucking thing up his ass and didn't even flinch. Guido began thrusting into his hand, trying to get more friction. Giorno spread his legs further and took hold of the end of the dildo. He quickly pulled it out and drove it back inside of himself. He began brutally fucking himself with it. Each time it went in, he screamed in immense pleasure.

The thick head of it vigorously bashing his prostate. "Fuck..! Is this w-hat you fu-cking wanted? You w-ant to watch me fu-ck my who-re ass..?..!" Giorno swore at Mista. The gunslinger was moaning, precum leaking from his tip. Oh yes Giorno, that's exactly what he wanted. He loved this view, he loved watching such a kind, serious, and powerful boy turn into a cock slut that was getting off on toys. It had such a strange sense of power behind it, Mista was the cause for this, he is the one that Giorno In fantasizing about, he's the one that probably prays that one day that dildo will be Mistas dick instead. Guido couldn't get enough of this, the way his ass was bouncing around the toy with each violent thrust. "Damn...I'm close..!" Mista exclaimed.

The knot in his stomach forming quickly at the sight of Giorno's cute little ass getting completely destroyed by the giant intrusion. "Yes..cu-m...cum on m-e ple-ase...!" Giorno begged as his thrusting was beginning to falter. He felt his end coming quick, his pleasure was slowly building to the brink of hysteria, he felt like he was going to burst. Mista sat up and quickly stroked his cock. After a few strokes, his thick, hot, sticky cum painted Giorno's ass, the back of his thighs, and a little got on his soft, petite, feet. Giorno groaned at the feeling, him finally reaching a violent orgasm. "M..Mista..!" he screamed as his cum painted the bed below himself. Mista sat back against the headboard, they both were steadily escaping their shared euphoria.

Giorno's hands flopped to his sides and the dildo was slowly pushed out of his ass. "I'll make..you..a deal.." Mista said in between moans. Giorno was too tired to speak so he just listened. "We're doing this twice a week...nobody has to know a thing.."