Dio sleepily opened the door to the mansion, sighing heavily as he had just returned from a long day at school. He was fed up with the work load and the constant nagging of other students. As popular as he was Dio hated the attention. All he wanted was some time to himself. People would always enclosed by everyone always prying to get his attention so anything he did would be addressed as ‘important’ or a ‘must know’, therefore he could barely do anything on his own.
One of the family butters approached Dio with a smile on his face. “My boy, would you perhaps desire a snack after your school day? You must be tired after all of that work.” He said enthusiastically.
Dio cringed at having to talk to someone below him, especially someone who’s occupation was to tend to some pampered brat’s every move. He looked down with his nose wrinkled, it was a sandwich. A grilled cheese sandwich. It looked relatively good.
The blonde boy nodded, “Yes, thank you sir.” and took the cuisine into his hands, strutting up the stairs. He stared longingly at the food, thinking to himself as he roamed down the large open halls to his chambers. He wasn’t thinking about much really, but he knew he was horny.
Dio huffed and shoved open the door, honestly ready to just collapse onto the bed and doze off right here. He brought a book and the sandwich into his bed, kicked off his shoes, slid off his jacket, and almost immediately hiding under the covers after doing so.
It took him reading 4 pages into the book before he got bored. His train of thought trailed away from the book and back to school, he had done a ton of maths and law and other bull today so he was totally beat, but he did get one good thing out of it all. In the halls a little ways past the shitters, there was an amazingly pretty girl sitting on the bench. It might be a bit lewd to say, but he got an erection. Of course, because there was a herd of young folk surrounding him, he slid into one of the shitter stalls and just waited for a half an hour for the boner to pass.
“Pitiful…” Dio mumbled to himself. That girl wasn’t worth getting a boner over. He didn’t even know her little less need to spend 30 god damned minutes in a bathroom over her. He hadn’t done anything… scandalous in so long, he forgot what it felt like. Dio took a peek at the entree besides him. “Shit.” he thought. Now not only was he horny, but hungry. And not the food kind of hungry.
He hovered his hand over the delicious looking snack and trailed his digits over the sandwich. It was warm, the texture rough but cushion like, and the surface deceasing easily when he pushed down. Dio pondered to himself, if he could get away with anything when he was alone in his room, when he was the authority, when he was free, could he do something that would be seen as… immoral?
“Fuck it.” He exclaimed. “Ass is ass.”
Dio set himself up and tossed the book aside, done with it and ready to grill this cheese. He slowly unbuckled and slid down his pants, throwing them to the ground. He poked at his small budge, palmed it, and caressed the thing until it twitched with anticipation.
Young Brando smirked, half of him imagining what fun it’d be to disperse his load into a sandwich of all things and the other amused at how stupid this seemed. Dio shoved down his boxers, his wood throbbing out like a newly bloomed flower popping out of the dirt. He grabbed at his member with his right hand and took the grilled cheese into his left. He began to bite his lip in anticipation. Slowly lowering his food down to his cock, did bucked his his up in need. The teasing he underwent earlier with that… girl was getting to him. He needed that… feeling… and he needed it quickly.
As soon as the crust grazed his dick he thrusted it onto his cock. The feeling he oh so desired… it was magnificent… the warm thick cheese surrounding his sensitive spot, the cow product spilling over his balls, covering him up like a blanket on a cold night, it dripped onto the sheets, staining the expensive material, but Dio didn’t have a care in the world for that. The heated bread in his palm sending sensations to his plump sexual organ. Occasionally he’d feel it’s grub feel up against him through the cheese, but that was rare. A few seconds with his dick in that sandwich felt like an eternity and boy was that eternity well spent.
Dio couldn’t handle just sliding into the food, he wanted… no… needed more. After sitting still there for a good minute, taking in every touch, he moved the sandwich up.
“A-aah…-” he hummed. His mind flooded with lust for this mere snack. Slight movement or change in position of the sandwich filled him up with a helpless glee, a kind that he couldn’t keep under control.
He moved it again, the feeling even better than before. He let out a loud hearty moan when his pre-cum began to spill out all over his lower area. Heavy pants covered the room, he loved this. Dio didn’t care how weird or how taboo this was, he fucking adored this pleasure.
Small movements turned to rubbing, from rubbing to rash up and down movements, and from that to straight masturbation, only this time with a fresh off the grill, grilled cheese sandwich. Dio’s brain was filled with nothing but longing and need for this cheesy goodness. He was singing lustful moans to the rhythm of his strokes. At this point he didn’t care if Jonathan or Mr. Joestar walked in on his sinful deeds, all that mattered to him now was how badly this sandwich would want him again after he was done with it despite it being an inanimate object.
Dio’s pupils were in the shape of hearts, slobber drooling out of his lips. With the pace he was going at now, he might have gotten a rug burn. It felt fake, fake, fake, fake, baby he’s just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake. Dio felt like he could do this for hours, days, weeks even, but… everything got warm.
This heat… it filled him up from head to toe, the sensation that of drowning in lava. His everything twitched, everything feeling like a warm liquid. He was reaching his climax. He yelled as his juices shot out of him, the warm mix of cheese and cum blanketing his thighs. Dio rolled over onto his side, spent after the events that had just taken place. All was well and good until he got the rumblies in his tumblies.
Dio looked over and scanned the room as if searching for something to eat, until his eyes landed on his crotch, sandwich still on his now limp cock. This bitch eats it. This banana lookn ass fucking takes a big ol’ bite out of this sandwich filled with a mix go cheese and cum. His own fucking cum, in his god damned mouth. And this bitch liked it. He ate the whole thing. Fat ass mf Dio.