#joshler sin

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I wrote a really hot smut scene but I don’t have a plot/story to work it into 😩

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Hit it (joshler smut)

Tyler shifted in his seat. He felt uncomfortable in his tight jeans, he felt hot and flustered as he tried his hardest to look natural.

Not that Josh would notice. Tyler could ride an elephant through the room and Josh still wouldn’t see. He was too busy, too wrapped up in his drums to care what Tyler was doing. Tyler had wanted to watch Josh practice and he loved it. He loved the passion and the noise and he loved everything about it.

Tyler watched as Josh closed his eyes, his biceps flexing with each beat of a drum, his body bouncing in his seat. Tyler bit his lip, noticing how Josh had started to sweat, his muscle tank showing not enough, but more than a normal shirt would. Tyler let his eyes roam, down Josh’s arms to where he gripped the sticks, over his chest and back up to his face.

He was tilting his head back, lifting his chin and showing the expanse of skin that Tyler wanted to mark. His bouncing got faster and Tyler imagined him bouncing in a completely different circumstance. His legs stretched out in front of him and he couldn’t deny how hard he was.

His hand slowly crept down, his eyes never leaving Josh for a second as he began to palm himself through his jeans. The drums were so loud, Tyler knew that his unsteady breathing would go unheard as he pressed down against his hardness.

Josh’s eyes were still closed, his brow furrowed in concentration. Tyler unzipped his jeans and wiggled them down, just enough to pull himself out, letting a sigh of relief escape as he did. He thought about leaving, excusing himself to the bathroom, but he was too far gone in the dirtiness of it.

He gripped himself tightly, his eyes burning into his best friend as his body moved along with the beat, sweat making him glisten and fuck, he was the hottest thing Tyler had ever seen as Josh sucked his bottom lip into his mouth.

Tyler stroked himself fast, imaging that he was under Josh as the drummer rode him hard and fast. He imagined Josh holding him down with those muscles, spanking him with a drumstick. He let out a small whimper, his free hand coming up to pinch a nipple, his eyes focused somewhere on Josh’s stomach.

The tightness built up, like a coiled spring in Tyler’s core, desperate to unwind, to let go. He pumped himself harder in time with Josh’s bounces, his mind conjuring up filthy images and his orgasm hit him so hard, Tyler thought he would never regain his facilities again.

Tyler’s eyes squeezed shut and all he could hear was the beat of the drums, drowned out by the blood rushing in his ears. He bucked up into his hand, riding out his climax, images of Josh behind his eyes.

Everything seemed to come back at once. The realisation of what he had just done, his sight and hearing.

He opened his eyes and met Josh’s straight away as he continued hitting his drums. Tyler held his breath, didn’t know what to do or if he should move. He was covered in cum, his sticky tank top clung to his skin and his jeans were still pulled down.

A smile played on Josh’s lips before he took his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes not leaving Tyler’s.

Tyler held his stare as he pulled up his jeans, watching Josh’s eyes dart downward for a second. Tyler chanced a look, letting his own eyes fall but Josh was hidden behind his drums from the waist down.

Tyler met his eyes again and Josh licked his lips, still keeping rhythm, still bouncing in his seat with every beat. He closed his eyes again, lolling his head back just like he did before. Tyler watched him play, sticky and gross but feeling the pleasant buzz through his body.

He stood up and stepped towards Josh, not stopping until he was standing behind him. He was hard, Tyler could see it now and he smiled as he leant over his shoulder, sliding a hand down Josh’s chest. Josh leant back against him and Tyler could feel the vibrations from the drums in his chest.

Josh bounced and Tyler slipped his hand into his shorts, hearing a small whine from Josh. He thrust up into Tyler’s hand as he drummed and Tyler was impressed at how he managed to carry on playing.

He moved his hand to match Josh’s bouncing, making a tight fist around Josh’s cock as his thrusts sped up.

Tyler watched in awe as Josh’s drumsticks seemed to find their way around the set, making a perfect beat while Josh wildly thrust up into Tyler’s hand, little moans and whimpers accompanying the music.

The room fell suddenly silent as Josh’s sticks halted, one clattering to the floor as he came with a long moan.

Tyler continued to stroke him through it as Josh leant further into him, pressing his back against Tyler’s chest. Tyler could see the damp patches on the back of Josh’s t-shirt from where Tyler had cum over himself moments ago. He wondered if Josh could feel it and the thought sent sparks up his spine.

Josh was breathless as Tyler pulled his hand out of his shorts, sticky and warm. He wiped it on his t-shirt before bending to pick up the dropped drumstick.

“Where were you?” He grinned as Josh took it from his hand and with one last smirk, Josh was back hitting his drums and Tyler was back in his seat watching him.

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Good Boy (joshler smut)

His body pushed against Josh's, hips against hips and chests pressed flush as they danced. They were both hot, Josh could feel the heat radiating off of him every time he was close. The nightclub was was loud and the music hummed through Josh's body as the stranger ran his fingers down Josh's chest, pushing his hips close. He was smirking and Josh wanted to kiss him as he leant in. "Follow me-" he whispered, his lips brushing against Josh's ear. He quickly turned and walked away, hips swaying as he wove his way through the crowd of dancers and Josh mindlessly followed, completely under the stranger's spell. He entered the men's bathroom, Josh not far behind when he turned to look at him. There were a few other men in there, people coming and going but Josh didn't care about them, he was too excited and nervous and he couldn't take his eyes off the man. "I've seen you," the dark haired man smirked, his dark eyes sweeping over Josh's body before meeting his eyes again. "I feel your eyes, they're all over me..." He said, opening an empty cubicle with his foot as he stepped back into it, pressing his back against the wall and raising his arms over his head. "Don't be shy, take control of me-" Something inside of Josh pushed his body forward. He used one hand to lock the cubicle door before holding the stranger's hands where they were above his head, pinning him further into the wall, his body tightly pressed against his. "You ever been fucked in a public bathroom before?" Josh growled, biting down on his neck, quick to dominate the man. "No-" he answered and the fact that he was the one that lead Josh into this made Josh doubt that but he wasn't one to judge. The man was right, Josh had been watching him all night; watching him dance and sip his cocktails like a damn princess, shaking his hips and pouting his lips. He was performing for Josh and now Josh had him, pinned against the dirty cubicle in the nightclub's toilets. Josh slipped his knee up between his legs and it was an instant reaction as the man's hips twitched. Josh continued sucking his neck, biting down hard and he could feel the vibrations in his throat. "What's your name?" Josh stood up to look at him, his eyes hooded and mouth slack. Josh could already see two bruises forming on his neck. "Tyler," he whimpered, "what's yours?" "Josh." Tyler arched his back, pushing against Josh's body as he rubbed himself against his thigh. "I like that name," Tyler said before biting his lip, a smile behind his eyes. Josh's hands slipped down to unbutton Tyler's jeans, pulling them down his thighs quickly. His arms remained pinned above his head, even though Josh had let go and Josh couldn't help the whispered "good boy" that fell from his lips. Tyler hummed and his hips twitched. He obviously like that, so Josh continued. "You gonna be a good boy Tyler?" Tyler quickly nodded, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth and closing his eyes. "Even if I touch you?" Josh whispered, gripping hold of his hard cock through the material of his boxers. Tyler's hips bucked forward, a tiny whimper escaping his lips as he nodded desperately. "Im gonna fuck you so good," Josh mumbled, not caring who heard on the outside. He took his hand off of Tyler's cock and placed both hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him down so he was sitting on top of the toilet seat. Tyler got the message as he quickly had Josh's jeans open and pulled down before taking his cock into his mouth in one smooth move. Josh let out a long hum as Tyler sunk down on him, swallowing and teasing with his tongue. He was good and Josh could tell that he was well practised. "Fuck, that's good," he breathed, his hips twitching as Tyler swallowed around him. "You're so good, Tyler." Josh soon had to pull Tyler off, worried that he would come too soon. He dragged him up by his shirt turning him around and pushing his boxers down with his jeans so they pooled at his feet, completely exposing him. Josh bit his lip as he took it all in. Tyler stood with his flat palms against the wall behind the toilet, his body bent over a little, just enough for Josh to get an eyeful of his ass. Josh ran his palm over the skin, running it down from his lower back all the way over his ass and down his thigh. He heard Tyler's breath hitch and he wanted to fuck him so bad. He hurriedly pulled out the condom he kept in his pocket and rolled it on before spitting in his hand and slicking himself up. Josh sucked two fingers into his mouth and without warning, entered Tyler with both of them, whispering a low, "good boy" as he went. Tyler sucked in a sharp breath, his muscles tensing around Josh's fingers. "Good boy," Josh repeated, leaning over him to bite his shoulder. "Look at you," he murmured, "bent over a toilet in a nightclub, waiting to be fucked." Tyler whimpered, his eyes squeezed shut, his body pushing back onto Josh's hand. He looked desperate, needy and Josh couldn't help but think that he looked beautiful like this. "Please?" He breathed, rocking himself back and fourth on Josh's fingers as he buried his face in the crock of his elbow. Josh didn't need asking twice as he quickly pulled out and lined himself up. He entered Tyler slowly, pushing the whole way in until he bottomed out, sucking in deep breaths and trying not come on the first thrust. "Fuck," Tyler whispered, "you're so big, so good-" Josh didn't wait for Tyler to adjust as he pulled out, almost fully before snapping his hips forward and thrusting back into him. Tyler hummed and Josh whimpered. He was so tight, so hot and everything felt so dirty. Josh set a brutal pace, fucking into Tyler hard and fast, drowning in his body and chasing the pleasure. It felt so good and Tyler was meeting every thrust, pushing back against Josh, his hips thrusting back and fourth as Josh's did. "You're so good," Josh said, unsure of how loud he was being, "so good, Tyler, fuck..." "I'm going to come-" Tyler warned, his hand disappearing between his legs. Josh couldn't see at this angle but he knew Tyler was stroking himself, he was close, Josh could feel it. He reached around to push Tyler's hand away, replacing it with his own. Tyler came after a few seconds, his muscles flexing around Josh, pushing him over too. Josh bit down on Tyler's shoulder as he let himself lose himself in his release. Tyler moved first, straightening up with a small groan so Josh pulled out with a small hum. He didn't really know what to do so he watched Tyler pull his jeans up as he disposed of the condom before doing the same. They made eye contact and Josh swept his eyes over Tyler's neck and all the love bites he had left. "After you-" Tyler smirked, gesturing towards the cubicle door and snapping Josh out of his trance. He quickly turned to open the door, suddenly embarrassed but only seeing only one man at the sink, washing his hands. He threw them both a look as they walked out of cubicle before leaving. "Don't worry about him, this happens all the time here," Tyler said before quickly adding, "I've never done it though, just heard it." Josh nodded and lightly laughed as Tyler asked, "do you want my number?" "Yeah," Josh smiled, handing Tyler his phone. He watched as Tyler entered his number before leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. "See you again soon Josh," he said as he stepped towards the door. Josh watched him leave before looking down at his phone. A small laugh escaped him as saw Tyler's phone number, saved under the name 'Good Boy' with the heart eyed emoji. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, wondering how long he could hold off before calling him.

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would you write a fic with a safeword use in it? preferably josh tops but i don’t care that much,,,,, m just a kinky fucker who wants to live out their dreams in fanfics y know

Oh I know that feeling, honey!! Here you go, live your dream, I hope you enjoy it. 😘

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Tyler pushed his ass out towards Josh as he sat on his knees, his hands tied to the headboard. They had done this so many times before but this time, Tyler had asked Josh for more. It took a long conversation and setting some rules but Josh finally agreed and Tyler was so hard, so ready.

Josh’s hand came down hard against Tyler’s skin, a loud cracking sound filling the room and the sting that followed almost too much. Tyler’s cock twitched, begging to be touched, begging for him to come. But that wasn’t allowed. He knew that. Another slap and Tyler was crying out, a loud shout falling from his slack mouth, tears prickling his eyes.

“You like that baby?” Josh asked from behind him, his voice low. “You like it when I punish you?”“No-” Tyler breathed, struggling to even think straight. Josh tutted and there was another slap. “You’re not telling me the truth, baby.” Another slap and Tyler was moaning again.

His skin was red hot, burning everywhere Josh’s hand had landed and it hurt. Tyler wished he could touch himself, relieve some of the pressure. “Do you like it when I punish you Tyler?” Josh repeated, voice stern this time. “No.” Tyler flinched as Josh slapped his ass again, the stinging and the burning making him groan. “You’re lying,” Josh calmly said, “I can tell, you know why?” He walked around the bed, allowing Tyler to finally make eye contact.

“Why?” Tyler asked weakly, pulling at the restraints. “You’re so hard,” Josh smirked, “look at yourself, helpless and desperate. You’d love me to fuck you wouldn’t you?” Tyler quickly nodded his head, even though he thought that question was rhetorical. “You want me to fuck you baby?” Josh cooed, “make you feel real nice? Hm?” “Yes, yes please, fuck me Josh, Please?” Tyler begged, pulling on his restraints again.

Josh laughed, stepping closer to Tyler, his eyes burning into him. He pulled at the ties around Tyler’s wrists, letting them loose before instructing him to lay on his back. Tyler done as he was told, raising his hands again without be told too and holding the headboard while Josh tied them again. “You’re such a slut,” Josh spat, “a desperate, needy slut.” He looked down at Tyler, watching him squirm, his cock leaking and twitching against his stomach. “What are you?”

Tyler was quick to answer, his voice almost a whisper as he said, “slut, I’m a slut,” his body aching to be touched. Josh smirked again and knelt on the bed, positioning himself between Tyler’s spread legs. Tyler whined, his breath coming out in short puffs as he waited for Josh to finally touch him. “Please?” He whispered, bucking his hips into thin air.

Josh shuffled forward and Tyler felt him push against his hole, finally giving Tyler what he wanted. He pushed in quickly, not nearly enough lube making the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. Tyler keened, tugging at the restraints as his hips rose off the bed.

Josh fucked him, hard and fast and Tyler couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, it was all too perfect. He watched Josh lean over him, a glimmer of a question behind his eyes, making sure Tyler still wanted what he had asked of him and Tyler moaned, giving Josh his answer.

Josh’s hands snaked up his chest, engulfing his throat as they wrapped around his neck, just resting, not squeezing. Tyler rocked with Josh, meeting each of his thrusts, moaning and whimpering, waiting for him to just /squeeze/.

The smallest amount of pressure, making Tyler groan with a nod of his head. The pressure tightened and it almost hurt, felt uncomfortable but not yet enough. “You like getting punished?” Josh gritted out through his teeth, staring down at Tyler with a hardness to his eyes that Tyler hadn’t ever seen before. There was a small pause before Tyler grunted out a defiant, “no.”

Josh’s hands tightened, squeezing his throat and cutting off Tyler’s air supply. His eyes widened, tears falling from the corners and running down onto the pillow as he gasped. Josh fucked him faster, his hands pushing down on Tyler’s windpipe, making him want to gag.

Tyler’s face was hot, his ears rushing with blood as he desperately tried to breathe, trying to gasp for air. He felt the panic set in as he tugged on his wrist restraints, arching his back and lifting his hips off the bed. It was too much, he needed out, for Josh to stop and to kiss him, he needed Josh to tell him he was safe and everything was okay.

“Taco-”

Tyler tried to shout the word but it came out as a tiny whimper, croaked and weak but Josh’s hands were gone from his neck and he instantly froze. Tyler sucked in a deep breath, coughing and he was suddenly crying. He ached and his head pounded and Josh’s lips were soon on his forehead, placing soft kisses there.

“Okay?” He asked, reaching up to untie him. Tyler nodded, trying to steady his breathing and calm down. Nothing would ever happen to him with Josh, he was safe and he knew that. “Shit, Tyler, I’m sorry-” “No,” Tyler croaked, surprised by his own voice, “I asked you, it’s okay.”Josh was kissing him again and Tyler closed his eyes, relaxing into him.

Josh was still inside of him so he slowly rolled his hips. He was still hard and he still wanted Josh, even more than he did before. “I love you,” Josh said against his cheek as he thrust his hips slowly. Tyler hummed in approval. “I love you too,” he said, before adding, “now fuck me.”

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So I was just listening to No Lie by Sean Paul and ended up writing a short smutty joshler fic based on the lines: Feel your eyes, they all over me Don't be shy, take control of me

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I was so excited about posting this fic, but for some reason, the formatting fucked up, so it looks weird! 😩 it’s late and I’m sleepy so I will fix that and any grammar errors tomorrow, I just wanted it posted.

Please read it and let me know what you think as I worked hard on this and I’m so nervous! I've been through a real shitty time lately and concentrating on this fic really helped me through. I almost cried (well, I did cry a little) because I tried posting it twice and when I was halfway through editing, my laptop shut down. 😡 Then, when I finally get it up, the format is fucked up!! 

Warnings are in the tags on AO3.

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I've just finished my Joshler fic 🎉

It's longer than my usual fics and full of angst because that's just how I've been feeling lately. I've been working on it for fucking ages and edited it to death because I'm never happy but I'm finally done... I think. I'm always anxious when posing fics because I suck at writing but I'm extra anxious about this one!! I will post it tonight and I really hope you guys read it and like it. ❤️😘

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Roommates ch. 6: Dangerous game

Tyler was scared. Josh seemed to be carefree, but tyler was slipping deeper and deeper. Or maybe josh was just as deep and he didn’t realize it yet. do things people say during sex ever really mean anything? I’ve been thinking of you all day. Couldn’t wait to get back. If that was so true, how would he make it 3 days without tyler? Tyler purposefully brought up the trip twice during their date, hoping at one point josh would ask him to go. Both times, josh skirted the issue or completely missed the point. Of course he could have just came right out and asked to go, but if josh wanted him to go, he certainly would have asked first. So it was obvious that he didn’t want him to go. Tyler laid in bed all day doing what he did best - hopelessly overthinking things. He should be happy, but instead, he’s wallowing in his own self-pity.

When josh came home, he didn’t see tyler first thing as he usually did. He frowned, missing the younger man’s presence. “Tyler?” josh called. When there was no response, he figured he must be in his room. He decided it wouldn’t hurt to check on him, considering he was no longer just his roommate. When he opened the door to his room, he seen a lump under a pile of blankets which he assumed was tyler. Still not satisfied, he walked closer to the bed and pulled the blanket down a tiny bit. Tyler didn’t move, just inhaled sharply and kept sleeping. He pulled it down past his shoulders and caressed tyler’s smooth skin, from his bare shoulder up to his neck and face, admiring how his eyelashes fanned over delicate cheekbones. Tyler stirred a bit, but still did not wake up. Josh took off his shoes and laid next to tyler. The motion of the bed must have woke him, because he finally opened his pretty eyes.

“Hi josh” tyler spoke, lips curling into a soft smile.

“Hey, sleepy boy. Still worn out from yesterday?” josh asked.  

“Mmmm, how could i not be?” tyler groaned, relaxing as josh scooted closer to him and pulled him in.

“Can you take off your clothes?” tyler asked, wanting the comforting sensation of josh’s skin on his.

“Already? But i just got here.” josh joked, and tyler playfully nudged him. Still lying in bed, he stripped down to just his boxers like tyler.

“Better?” josh asked as he laid on his back and tyler snuggled up to him, breathing in his scent and kissing his chest.

“Yes. you’re so cold.” tyler said, looking up to meet josh’s lips in a soft kiss.

“You’re so warm baby, warm me up.” josh replied. tyler whimpered as tongues became involved in the kiss. Josh met his whimper with a deep chuckle when tyler dipped down to suck his collarbone, then his nipple. He leaned his head back against the pillow, letting tyler take control.

“You horny for me, baby?” josh asked, lightly scraping his nails against tyler’s scalp and breathing heavily. Tyler finished with a chaste kiss to his neck.

“God, yes. Been dying to feel you inside me all day.” tyler admitted. Yes, he was worrying about josh being gone and the possible temptations, but his body had other concerns.

“Oh, is that so? Well i can help with that, turn over.” josh said. His voice sounded more demanding than usual and it caused a stir of excitement in the pit of tyler’s stomach. He quickly flipped onto his stomach like josh demanded.

“So eager” Josh teased, sitting up on his knees and beginning to massage tyler’s neck, working his way down his shoulder blades in slow circles. Tyler moaned appreciatively, not sure how else to respond to such treatment. He continued working down his spine and sides, peppering kisses along the way.

“You’re so good with your hands, josh” tyler said, still moaning.

“Oh yeah? I’m good with other things too.” he kept working lower until he got to the top of tyler’s ass and paused. Tyler gasped, not sure what to expect next. He half expected him to keep going, but instead he worked his way back up. Tyler was not about to complain though as it felt amazing. He was getting harder by the second and he moaned josh’s name needily.  

“Tell me more about how you want me inside you, baby.” josh said, working his way lower again. The tone in josh’s voice in combination with his strong hands at his waist and what he was asking caused tyler’s brain to short circuit.

“I-i kept thinking about your thick cock in me, stretching and stuffing me so full with your cum. It feels amazing when you fuck me and i can’t get enough.” tyler answered, words spilling from his lips like truth serum as josh’s hands rested on the backs of his thighs. Josh’s cock strained as painfully as tyler’s, but he wanted to carry this out. Tyler was already putty in josh’s hands, writhing and moaning under his touch.

“That’s right, baby. And this cock can’t get enough of that tight, pink little fuckhole of yours either.” josh said, grabbing the top of tyler’s undies and pulling them down over his ass. Tyler lifted his hips so josh could get them all the way down, then his hands were back at his thighs and guiding them apart. He sat between tyler’s legs, hands finally massaging his perfect ass as tyler grabbed his pillow, biting it in pleasure. Josh sensed his desperation and held his cheeks open, dripping saliva onto his hole and began massaging the rim with two fingers.

“Ohhhhh fuck, josh please” tyler begged as josh slowly pushed them in all the way to the knuckles.

“Did you finger yourself earlier, ty?” josh asked, thrusting his fingers in and out.

“y-yes, ahhh” tyler sighed. His cock laid hard between his body and the mattress, giving him a friction that was almost too much with josh fingering him. Sweat beaded up at his temples as he strained not to fuck the mattress.

“Good boy. On your knees, i want you to cum just from me fucking you” josh instructed, smacking tyler’s ass lightly. Tyler scooted up on his knees, resting on his forearms and arching his back for josh. He felt josh leave the bed for a brief moment before he was back, the bed dipping behind him and the pop of a cap. Josh squeezed some lube onto his fingers before they were back in tyler. He worked up a pace until tyler was a panting mess, rocking back against josh’s fingers, the only sounds being tyler’s moans and fast, wet squelching. Josh curled his fingers, making tyler squeal and his whole body to jolt. He repeated the motion, inducing the same response.

“Is that it?” josh asked, rubbing the bundle of nerves inside tyler with the pads of his fingers. Tyler arched more, writhing and panting as josh stroked the spot harder.

“M-more” tyler whined. josh leaned down, licking around where his fingers were all the way inside tyler. Josh was loving it as much as him. He loved keeping his boy on edge and listening to the assortment of whines, moans, and whimpers that tyler provided as he ate him out. Tyler obediently kept his hands in front of him, continuing to rock back against josh’s fingers as his achingly hard cock swayed and dripped onto the sheets. Josh removed his fingers, grabbing tyler’s hips and sliding in his full length, filling him up the way he wanted. He set a brutal pace, rocking tyler forward, skin slapping with the force of each thrust.

“f-fuck, your cock feels s-so good” tyler praised, chest dropping down to the mattress and back arching almost painfully. Josh pulled him back to meet his thrusts.  

“You like that, baby. Like being fucked mercilessly like a little s-slut, oh shit i’m close” josh grunted, thrusting even harder and setting off tyler’s climax. his cock spurted several times untouched, leaving a thick trail of white on the sheet.

“Fuck, tyler” josh moaned, squeezing his hips tighter and speeding up his thrusts to cum in him before it became too much. Tyler’s broken little whimpers of oversensitivity set him off, riding it out until his cock twitched a final time. He gently pulled out, leaning down to lick his cum from tyler’s gaping hole, gripping his ass like his life depended on it. Tyler shivered at the gush of warm liquid filling him, followed by josh’s slick tongue teasing his used hole as cum dripped down his inner thigh.

“Joshhhh” tyler whined, and josh realized his boy must be sensitive as fuck.

“Sorry, baby. Got carried away” josh admitted, lying back down. tyler flipped onto his side facing josh, avoiding his own cum puddle and catching his breath.

“You’d tell me anything, right?” josh asked, breaking a comfortable silence. Tyler looked at him, somewhat confused by the randomness.

“Yes, of course.” tyler answered, unsure why he was asking. But to josh, it was obvious. tyler wasn’t very good at hiding things, at least not like josh. 

“How do you feel?” josh asked, hoping tyler would understand what he wanted to know because he wasn’t even sure.

“I feel so good, josh. You make me feel so good every time.” tyler said, nuzzling josh’s neck and kissing him.

“That’s good, baby. You make me feel so good too, but is something else bothering you? you could tell me.” josh said.

“Umm..” tyler mumbled. He had flashbacks to earlier that day - obsessing over josh and his trip, possibly meeting someone and leaving. He stayed silent for a moment, not sure how to bring it up.

“It wouldn’t be...about my trip in a couple days, would it? Because I was thinking, if you’d like, maybe you could go with me?” josh asked, and tyler could not believe what he was hearing.

“Oh my god, how did you…”

“Well, the closer it gets, the more i’ve been thinking about how much i’ll miss your cute little ass even if it’s only for a few days. so if you wouldn’t mind staying in a hotel...” josh said.

“No, i wouldn’t mind. I didn’t know how to ask without seeming like some clingy headcase” tyler admitted.

“I could never think that of my boyfriend” josh assured, a little insecure at his use of the word ‘boyfriend’. he expected tyler to say something like “you mean friends with benefits”. But when tyler didn’t correct him and he seen realization spread across his face, then a smile break out, josh’s heart melted.