Joshler Oneshots

Mystery Man

Description: "I see you jogging around my block every morning so I guess it's my fault I accidentally left my curtains open when changing while you passed by" au.

I am launched out of my slumber by the blaring of my alarm. I make quick work of turning the machine off and laying in bed. I turned my aching body towards the direction of my bedroom window that leads out to the sidewalk in front of my house. I typically lay in bed until I see the man run by. This man runs by my house every single weekday between 8:10 to 8:15 in the morning right after I wake up for work.

     Sure enough when the time rolls around I catch him turning the corner onto my street. He has pale skin despite the fact he runs outside in the sun five days a week. He has fiery red hair that falls just below his ears that have white headphones stuffed in them. He had no shirt on today showing off his toned physique. I guess all that running pays off. Finally, I can see his tattoo sleeve in its entirety. The colors painted his arm brightly creating intricate patterns. I noticed his bright blue basketball shorts matched his Nike sneakers that hit harshly against the paved sidewalk. But as quickly as he was there he is gone.

I wouldn't consider this a crush. I don't know this man what's so ever. I don't know his age, his sexual orientation, or even his name. The only thing I know is that he is the hottest man I've ever laid eyes on. But sadly that as far as I've gotten with the man.

After, a long day at work and then visiting my mom I am ready to get some well deserved sleep. I have to wake up at 8 in the morning again tomorrow. Therefore, I get a shower and climb into bed as I typically do. I awake the next morning slightly before my alarm was to go off. This added time forced my brain to think about the mystery runner. I am desperate to get this mans attention so I begin formulating a plan to get it. I thought "what if I just so happen to be changing when he runs by" no harm in that. He will never know I did it on purpose. Then I will judge by his reaction. If he seems interested I will wing it from there but if he doesn't pay me any mind then I will not try again.

Thus I stripped out of my shirt and loose fitting bedtime pants. While, I waited I gave my cock a few tugs. If I was gonna show it off I wanted it to be a little hard. Not all the way because that would look weird. Quickly enough I am watching him make his accent towards me. At just the perfect moment I slowly pulled down my boxer briefs. Wiggling my hips slightly as I let them fall to the floor around my feet. The show seemingly gaining his attention as his eyes went straight to me. He looked me up and down hungrily. I Finishing it off by turning around and bending over, pretending to pick up a shirt off of the ground. I feel pride swell inside of my chest as I get ready to end my show. However, my thoughts were interrupted when I heard a loud bang come from outside. I turn quickly to see the man on the ground in front of the light pole adorning my yard.

I get dressed as fast as I could and run out towards the man. He is making his way to his feet when I finally make my way out of my house. "Hey I heard you run into that pole are you okay?" I yell from my doorway as I jog across my lawn. "Yeah uh do you have any bandaids" he asks holding a scrap against his forehead. He looks so good all scrapped up. But I have to snap myself out of this and try to help this man I just deliberately injured. "Yes come inside" I urge grabbing his forearm and guiding his through my front door.

Eventually, I make my way to the bathroom. Digging through all my cabinets until I find my little first aid kit. "Here is bandaids and some antibiotics" I say handing them to the man. He begins to attempt to apply the antibiotic but after watching him struggle for awhile I invite him to sit on the toilet and let me help. Only because I'm still trying to salvage any chance I have with this man. After, a little silence he spoke up "we're you doing that to get my attention" he said with a smirk making its way across his features. His question caught me off guard but I make quick work of coming up with a response. "No" I lied because the truth was that I did. I did not know what I expected when I did but it certainly wasn't this. "Oh because if you did I was going to tell you that I liked it" he said snaking his hand behind me to grab my ass, using his grip to pull me closer.

I knew this was what I desired to happen when I came up with the plan. Now that it is happening I am giddy with excitement. Next thing I register is his lips against mine slowly working up a rhythm. After a bit of kissing he pulls me on to his lap and deepens the kiss, running his hands through my morning bed head. At this point I'm probably late to work but I will come up with something later. Right now this is my only focus. Soon we are panting into each other mouths slicked in sweat and hands roaming all over. But I want more. So I tug his shirt off of his body and do the same with my own. Going right back at it.

Once we completely strip ourselves showing ourselves to each other. I jog to my bedroom and desperately search for condoms and lube. Once I hunt them down I return to the small space inside my bathroom. Giving them to the man he squirts some on his finger and pushes my chest against the sink counter. Successfully bending my small frame over so that he has a better angle. Quickly he has his fingers against my hole circling them before pushing one past the tight ring of muscles. My reactions increasing as he adds more fingers thrusting them in and out of me slowly. "harder" I whine looking back at him with pleading eyes. The mystery man obliged thrusting his fingers in and out of me relentlessly. Bringing his mouth down to my ear as he did so. "You like it rough don't you baby" he whispered to me before he is removing his fingers and laying a sharp slap to my ass. "Yes fuck I do" I moaned out in response.

To that he is moving away and taking a moment to apply lubricant to his cock before pushing it against my hole. Teasing me with it before he speaks again. "You ready to be fucked pretty boy" he said resting his tight grip on my hips. After a nod from me he begins to push himself into me slowly using my hips to keep me bent over the counter. When the man bottoms out he waits but I don't waste any time fucking myself against his cock. Pushing against him which does not go unnoticed by him. "So needy for my cock huh?" He questions teasingly as he starts thrusting roughly into me. "Yes I need your cock sir" I whined back due to the intensity of his movements.

Eventually, he is slowing his trusts and pulling out of me. Before, I have the chance to ask the reasoning he is turning me around and kissing me urgently. Finally, lifting me up on to the counter and spreading my thighs. The man is running one hand up my chest and using his other to guide himself back inside of me. This time he shows no hint of hesitation and starts fucking me roughly. Once his hands make their way up my chest they stop in my hair pulling lightly at the strands. We were kissing heatedly as he continued to hit my prostate consistently.

I know he is close when he pulls his lips from mine and begins stroking me in time with his thrusts. His other hand finds its way to my neck giving an experimental squeeze before he grips it harshly. Quickly after which, he releases inside of me letting out a low grunt as he comes. Once his comes down from his high he pulls out and throws the condom in the trash before crouching down in front of me to finish me off with his mouth. He runs his tongue expertly down my shaft before engulfing my length entirely. Not so surprisingly I can't last long after that and release into his mouth. Moaning out strings of curses as I did.

Once both of us finish he begins gathering his clothes off of the floor and throwing them back on his body. Once he is clothed he is turning towards me to speak. "I know it's a little late for this but what's your name" he said with a low laugh scratching the back of his neck while he spoke. "Tyler" I responded casually as I pulled my boxers back up my legs. "Okay Tyler I'm Josh. Want to go out to dinner tomorrow night?" He asked confidently. I sent him a questioning glare which he must have picked up on because his response was instant. "I figure I owe you at least that. The sex was amazing" he said as he made his way to the door. I can not help the blush creeping across my cheeks. All I could muster up was a nod. To that he replied "Cool I will meet you here at eight okay?" He questioned before exiting the bathroom. "Okay" I said loudly making sure he heard me as he walked out of the house.

Clawing at my phone I noticed a few missed calls from Brendon (my co worker I was supposed to work along side to day, as well as one of my best friends) whom I called back urgently. He attempted to curse me out for leaving him but I begin shushing him. I spoke over his grumbling excitedly "Okay Brendon but you will never guess what just happened!".

A/N
Stole this au from tumblr I didn't think of the idea.