In Love with a Lunatic (joshler)

10. Reputation*

(tw/cw: mention of past issues/body image)
(*little bit of smut)

Saturday
December 14

"Should I keep my skates on? Is that sexy?"

Josh's eyebrows raise as he mentally imagines the tan boy wearing nothing but his skates, "Yes."

"I'm not wearing my fucking skates," Tyler laughs. "I'd probably cut your dick off or something."

"As long as you got your skates on, you can do whatever you want to me," Josh growls in his boyfriend's ear playfully. Tyler laughs again, pushing the man away.

The two had become "official" the same night of the locker room incident. As far as they both knew, nobody knows except Dallon since he's the one that basically told them they were now dating. It's been a few days and neither of them have denied it.

Josh pulls the boy onto his lap. He hugs his waist and cranes his neck slightly to look up at him. Tyler smiles, wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders, their noses millimeters from each other's, "Can I help you, Mr. Dun?"

"If you're up for it," Josh shrugs, a flirty grin appearing on his lips.

"I'll get my skates," Tyler whispers.

Josh laughs, "Perfect."

Pressing his lips to Tyler's, Josh stands up from the boy's couch making him hum in surprise as he grips the hockey player's shoulders tighter, his ankles crossing behind the man's back.

"Can't see," Josh hums as he pulls away from the kiss. Tyler dips his head and begins to dot Josh's neck with gentle love-bites.

Tyler gasps suddenly as he's tossed onto the bed and dragged to the edge by his thighs. He holds himself up on his elbows as he watches Josh strip out of his boxers before grabbing Tyler's and pulling them off. He can feel himself get more and more turned on by Josh's dominant motions.

The bigger man has a tendency to manhandle him and Tyler isn't sure if he even realizes it or not. Though, Tyler doesn't complain. Being told what to do is so much easier instead of having to talk in the middle of sex. He'd much rather just be put into whatever position his current partner desires. The only difference with Josh is that Tyler knows the man would stop if it was too much.

The brunette lets out a lust filled breath as Josh kisses up his stomach and to his lips, kissing them slowly. Slipping his tongue into the man's mouth, Josh hums as he grips Tyler's hard-on between them. Tyler moans and tilts his head back, jaw falling slack as Josh moves his head to the brunette's neck instead.

The smaller boy gasps, his fingers tangling in the man's curls, "Josh, don't leave marks."

Josh moves down further to his little love's chest. He licks and nips at the skin, his other hand still stroking Tyler's cock softly. Tyler's breathing grows impatient as Josh's hands continue their gentle exploration. He shivers slightly, his breath hitching as Josh moves his mouth lower and lower before stopping just inches away from his lover's groin. Tyler grips the sheets in his small fists as Josh takes him in his mouth.

Josh pulls off suddenly as a knock sounds at the front door. Tyler whines, "Please, keep going, Josh."

The man strokes him, "There's someone here."

"They'll leave."

With a smirk, Josh wraps his lips around the boy's dick once again. Tyler lets out an annoyed groan as another knock bangs on the door. Josh sits back as Tyler climbs off the bed and slips on a pair of sweatpants before leaving the bedroom with a huff.