He Gives It To Me Everyday {Joshler}

Chapter 1

Tyler was wearing his usual outfit tonight, making his way along the side of the busy street. His feet in the large wedge heels, his long thin legs barely covered by the tight black booty shorts, and on his top he wore a black crop top with a floral print. Some would call him a crossdresser, others a twink, but truthfully Tyler Joseph was simply a prostitute with a drug problem.

He hummed calmly to himself, swinging the small black dufflebag that carried his cocaine stash that was in a small bag, his heavy duty sleeping pills, and his change of clothes.

Tyler saw headlights as they came up behind him, the old rugged car pulled over and parked just behind Tyler. Tyler turned and smiled as he saw a man his height step out. He let his crooked tooth smile turn into a smirk.

"Hey cutie." Tyler purred and ran a hand through his fluffed up hair.

The man smiled back and came closer, "Hello."

"I'm Tyler. So tell me cutie, why'd you stop here?"

"I'm Mark, and well I thought maybe I could bring you home to one of my friends?" The man hummed out.

Tyler grinned, "Your friend like cute twinks like me?"

"He hasn't been with anyone in months, practically years. I'd love to pay you to stay with him."

Tyler had never been paid to stay with someone for a long time. Was that a bad sign? But it would give him some cash, and maybe a nice guy to spend time with.

"How much?" Tyler asked strongly.

"I'll pay you $60 a week. Give him all the attention he needs." Mark winked.

And with that Tyler shook Mark's hand. He hopped into the old beaten down car and let this strange but sweet man drive him to his new home. His new man.

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Once they had arrived Tyler was shown inside by Mark, the man telling Tyler to wait by the door for him. Mark leaving him and going to find the man who ran this messy home.

"Josh! Come out and see what I got you!" Mark called out firmly. And as he did Tyler heard the groaning of another voice. This voice seemed rich with deliciously deep tones. It made Tyler tremble in his wedges. He swallowed thickly and soon enough Mark reappeared, dragging the other, a tad smaller man behind him.

This man had the most room-brightening highlighter yellow hair. His eyes were a delicious mocha, his face holding a nice unshaven but still decent look, and his right arm a hell of an hard on maker tattoo sleeve.

Tyler tried not to fall to his knees and beg for the chance to lick his tattooed arm, the chance to suck him off, the chance to be used by him. But the twink held it in, humming as he smiled and waved to this gorgeous man.

"Who the hell is this Mark?" The man growled.

"Geez I know you're hungover, you depressed asshole, but at least try to be kind." Mark sighed. "I found you a new roommate. And he'll pay to live here with you. Pay with his body."

The bright haired man tilted his head curiously and grinned, "Oh...well he is cute...Hi there what's your name hun? I'm Josh."

Tyler wet his lips before gently strutting closer towards this man.

Josh.

"Hi there Josh...I'm Tyler.." The twink hummed and looked down into the other's deep eyes. "You are...very amazing looking..."

Josh laughed and grinned, his own slightly crooked teeth showing. "Well well what. You're not so bad yourself." He then looked towards Mark, high fiving his friend. "Thanks bro..."

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Once Mark was gone Tyler was left alone with the strong, muscle covered man. They had happily spoke while sitting on the couch together. Josh had handed Tyler a beer. They both sipped of the hoppy liquid, discussing any topics that came to mind.

Josh grinned and tilted his head as he realized how Tyler had begun to twitch and pick at his hands nervously.

"What's up baby? You need a fix?" Josh teased.

Tyler looked up and lightly giggled, "Naw! I don't need nothing!"

Josh grabbed Tyler's chin roughly and pulled his face closer. "Mmmm...you a druggie baby boy...?"

Tyler gasped helplessly, half moaning at the rough touches. He oddly enough felt hard, but he was trying to ignore it and focus on more pressing matters. Even though it was kind pressing, right against the zipper of the booty shorts.

"Maybe?" Tyler whispered, the delicious man's lips were just so close. So temptingly close. Oh save this twink's soul.

"Oh maybe...?" Josh growled, with a hint of actual threat, and the rest lust driven hunger. The man was stronger than Tyler, that's for sure. He felt the grip tighten, he was surprised his jawbone didn't crack.

"Yes...maybe...Daddy.." Tyler mewed.

"Oh shit that got me good baby..!" Josh then moved quickly, mashing their lips together firmly. He nipped and sucked at Tyler's bottom lip. He pulled at the delicate skin, tugging to see how much resistance it had. He grinned when he tore into the skin, causing blood to flow. He sucked and lapped it up.

Josh then pulled away, standing and slamming Tyler back into the dirty couch.

"Disgusting druggie." Josh slurred and then left.

That left Tyler by himself. He was panting and whining heavily. The blood dripping from his lip, he quickly swiped his tongue over it, pulling the red iron back into his mouth.

He gasped softly and leant back.

That was hot. Terribly hot. And his grip, it would bruise Tyler's thin jaw. But it would be so worth it.

Tyler pulled out his small baggie of white cocaine and gave himself a line of it before snorting it up. He moaned heavily as it slammed into his brain. He trembled and smiled crazily.

He then opened the front of his booty shorts, sliding his hand into them before beginning to stroke himself off and into the unending delicious pleasures of his high.