Drabble Collection

Joshler

Prompt: Lazy late night Joshler phone sex

Josh had just lied down for bed when the phone call rang through. His phone began vibrating loudly from atop his nightstand, shaking him from the small amount of sleep he had hardly begun to achieve. He groaned. Who could be calling him at this time of night?

He growled and reached across to the stand, dragging his phone on to the bed beside him. He brought a hand to his face, pressing the heel into his left eye to try and rub the sleepiness away but as soon as he saw Tyler's name on the screen, he wished he'd never rolled over.

"Tyler, it's two in the morning," He groaned in a rather deep and gravely voice.

A chuckle sounded from the other end. "What are you wearing?"

What was he wearing? Was Tyler seriously ringing at two in the morning to discuss Josh's fashion sense? "Clothes. Goodnight."

Josh hears the distant squeaking of a bedframe and then Tyler's voice returned. "Wait, c'mon Josh." Tyler's voice sounded desperate, needy, and it made Josh's heart flutter. "What are you wearing...baby?"

"Baby?" Josh echoed. "You've never called me that before. You must really want to know what I'm wearing." He bit the tip of his tongue to suppress a laugh and he tried to listen for Tyler's movements on the other end. "M'wearing my Vesperteen T," He finally answered.

A light groan came from Tyler's end. "I love the way you look in pink." Josh's cheeks flushed at the compliment, even though he knew exactly what Tyler was trying to do. "What else are you wearing​?

Josh shifted so he was lying on his back. "Boxers."

A chuckle. "Take your shirt off and send me a picture," Tyler demanded.

"Why should I?" Josh teased. "You can see me whenever you want to, on the internet." He smiled again. He knew exactly what he was doing to Tyler and he loved it.

"C'mon. I haven't seen you in a while. I don't want to forget what you look like." Tyler's voice was different now. Is wasn't desperate like before, it was deeper, more alluring. "But I'd rather look at you beneath me."

Josh's face felt like it was on fire. Tyler had never spoken to him like this, but damn was it hot. "Where's Jenna?"

"Don't worry about her, it's just you and me baby. So why don't you send me that picture, hmm?"

This time it was Josh that was groaning. He could only imagine why Tyler wanted a picture of him and all of the dirty things he was going to do with it. "Give me a second." His voice came out steady, but his hands were shaking terribly as he pushed the blanket aside and reached for the hem of his t-shirt. He kept the phone to his ear as he shimmied the pink fabric over his head, tossing it on to the floor beside the bed. He put the phone on speaker while he took the picture.

It was from his neck down to mid-thigh. His left hand was on his stomach, just above the waistband of his boxers with the tips of his last finger dipping just under the elastic. It was dark but you could see everything, including the outline of Josh's dick beneath the thin black fabric.

He quickly opened their text conversation and attached the image with a ';)' and pressed send. "Okay," He chirped. "It's sending now."