What Fresh Hell Is This? 𓅓 (Joshler One-Shots)

[24] sleeping around (pt.2)

Tyler tossed his own shirt onto the floor, crawling to his knees in front of Josh as the redhead tugged his belt swiftly through all the loops and tossed it aside in his momentary daze. Tyler's soft lips brushed his neck as his hand reached down to tug at Josh's hard cock, pulling it from the confines of his jeans.

"There's no going back." Josh hesitated, staring deeply into Tyler's eyes, but those inhibitions were quickly put to rest as Tyler gripped tighter around his shaft, letting pass a playful smirk. "There's no moving forward either. Not without you."

Tyler pulled at Josh and flung him down onto the bed, tugging at his pants as Josh bucked his hips upwards so Tyler could shimmy them off. "I missed this." Tyler whispered meekly, getting between Josh's legs as he spread them a bit. "Fuck." Tyler gripped the base of Josh's cock, giving a long upwards stroke as he watched a bit of precum spurt from the tip and dribble down the shaft as he stroked Josh gently. "Forgot how big you are." Tyler said with a sly grin, letting his tongue run up Josh's shaft.

"Forgot how good you were at teasin-" Josh's sentence was abruptly cut off by his own stifled moan Tyler's lips wrapped around little more than half his cock, leaving Josh to drop his head back against the pillow and run a hand through Tyler's short brown hair.

Tyler's own cock was strained against his jeans as his fingers rolled around Josh's balls. His hooded brown eyes glanced up to Josh, who bucked his hips forward as Tyler hummed softly against his throbbing arousal.

"Fuck that's good," Josh lulled out, his head rolling back as he pushed Tyler further down his shaft, feeling the hot tip against the back of Tyler's throat as he held him there for a few seconds and watched him pull up breathlessly.

"Still like it when I take control?" Josh teased as Tyler unbuttoned his own jeans.

"Fuck you," Tyler slurred back, kicking his jeans off and leaving Josh to gawk at the white satin panties he was wearing. "Someone came ready for daddy, didn't they."

Josh was on his knees in a moment, flipping Tyler around and watching as he arched his back to raise his ass higher to Josh. Tyler winced as Josh slapped his ass, leaving a lingering sting behind as he dug his face into the sheets and bit down on them. Josh's hands rubbed over the pink flesh as he slipped the panties down Tyler's thighs and stroked his fingers upwards to his ass again, letting his fingernails mark the skin of the man squirming underneath him.

"Bet Brendon doesn't make you feel like this." Tyler said as he bit his lip, feeling Josh tug at his hair and pull his head up as he grimaced in pain. "Bet you don't moan like a whore for Jenna, do you." Josh retorted; pressing his cock between Tyler's ass as he lapped at his neck, making sure he left a trail of hickeys along it.

"Shut up," Tyler said slyly, wiggling his body as he tried desperately to feel more of Josh's hard cock. "Fuck me, please." Tyler said with a slightly pained whimper as Josh slapped the same spot on his ass, watching the soft flesh turn from pink to red inside the impression of his handprint. "Josh," Tyler muttered out softly, his voice slightly shaken. "Need you to fuck me."

"Where's the condom?" Josh asked with whatever clarity he may have had left as his hand rubbed Tyler's back soothingly.

"No condom," Tyler said. "Want you just like that. There's lube in the drawer."

"Slutty as always." Josh slid along the bed and grabbed the small bottle before returning to his knees behind Tyler. "You say that like you're complaining." Tyler snapped back.

"I'm not," Josh uttered as he spread some lube along his fingers rubbing them over Tyler's hole as he pushed one into him. "Love seeing you squirm and moan under me." Josh added a second finger before Tyler's tight entrance could become accustomed to the first, watching him ball his hands into fists as he gripped the sheets and clenched around Josh's fingers.