cabaret | joshler

i. virgin

warning: smut !! does masturbation count as smut?? id say so. ive never really written smut so forgive me if this is awful !!

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tylers face was pushed into his pillow to quiet his moans, his breaths coming out short and harsh. he was currently three knuckles deep in himself, joshua dun overwhelming his thoughts.

"joshie," he accidentally moaned, his pretty pink lips parting ever so slightly, a familiar heat pooling in his stomach. "f-fuck!"

he continued to thrust his fingers in and out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. he rubbed himself against his silk sheets, the much needed friction sending him over the edge, cumming in hot white spurts all over himself.

he hissed in pain as he realised he'd pierced his lip from biting down too hard, climbing off his bed with a tired sigh.

"goodness me." tyler giggled, dampening a washcloth and cleaning the cum off his stomach and bed, blushing at the mess he'd made.

tyler had learnt how to please himself in health class even though they showed the boys what they shouldn't do. fingering was one of them because it mimicked homosexual intercourse and being gay is a sin. but tyler payed that no mind, deciding to stay a virgin until he was ready, which meant substituting sex with whatever he could.

tyler was startled as his baby blue rotary phone started ringing, his heart warming at the sound of joshua's honeycomb laugh coming from the other end.

"hiya, joshie." tyler blushed, his heart pounding in his chest rapidly.

"hi, suga' plumb!" josh chirped and tyler could tell that he was smiling. "jus' callin' to remind ya' that i'll be at ya' house soon. didya' forget?"

"how could i forget?" tyler giggled, feeling his cheeks warm up again. "i've been lookin' forward to seein' ya' in ya' leather jacket, y'know."

"is that right?" josh antagonised.

"it sure is, big boy." tyler smirked, pulling on a light baby pink button up shirt. "i wish you'd get here quicker. been thinkin' 'boutcha' all day."

"well in that case," josh chuckled, the jingling of keys heard in the background, "im on my way. see ya' soon, angel."

and with that, joshua hung up, leaving tylers heart to pound in his chest and stress about if he looked good enough.

of course he did, he always did, and even if he thought he looked bad, joshua certainly didnt. tyler was the most beautiful boy he'd ever laid his eyes on.

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tyler giggled as he looked off his balcony, joshua climbing off his motorbike and practically drooling at the sight of the younger boy. "hiya, joshie!" he giggled again, kitten licking his popsicle.

josh played it cool though, taking off his helmet with a smirk. "hey, darlin'. whatcha' doin'?" he asked, his voice smooth like silk.

"waitin' on ya', silly!" tyler bit his lip to stifle his skin splitting smile. "my mama's not home, big boy. wanna come up here?"

josh shook his head with a grin, his heart melting at the sight of the angelic being in front of him. "no, baby, i've gotta' better idea!"

"hm?" tyler raised an eyebrow, taking a lick at his popsicle again. "and what's that idea, big boy?"

"i take ya' to poppies, we'll get milkshakes and then we can dance the night away!" josh explained excitedly, tyler's stomach backflipping. "sound good, ty?"

tyler covered his mouth with his small hands, smiling happily and nodding. "l'be right down, j!"

as he made his way down his stairs, he quickly sprayed a bit of his mothers perfume onto his neck, figuring he could at least smell nice for the boy of his dreams.

he grabbed a slip of paper, scribbling out,

"good evening, ma. i went out with a friend, should be home around 8pm. love you!

~ ty ty."

he stepped outside, his heart immediately speeding to an alarming rate. josh stood by his bike in his signature leather jacket. his slender legs were clad in black slacks and he had black doc martens on his feet. his hair was slicked to the side, his hazelnut curls resting nicely on his head.

"goodness..." he whispered, his cheeks reddening because of the boy before him.

"lookin' like a million bucks, sugar." josh smirked, snaking a hand around tylers waist, pulling him in close. "but thats no change, is it?"

"s-stop that nonsense!" tyler blushed, kissing josh's cheek sweetly. "you dont look half bad y'self, joshie, d'ya know that?"

"i have'a rough idea." he joked, turning to grab two helmets. "put this on, angel. i dont want ya' hurtin' that pretty lil' head'a yours."

"i think ya' more scared of what my papa would do to ya', aint that right, joshie?" tyler giggled, slipping on the helmet and waiting patiently for josh to do it up.

"yes and no." he chuckled, clipping his angels headwear together, "yes 'cause he already doesnt trust me, and no 'cause i adore ya' and id never forgive m'self if somethin' happened to ya'."

"stop makin' me blush, j."

"cant help it, angel." josh smiled, taking the smaller boys hand and helping him up onto his bike. "you're really somethin', y'know? you're keepin' me goin'."

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they sat in one of the booths that was directly under a fluorescent red light; tylers request.

"goodevening, gentlemen." a woman with short blonde hair greeted, her dark blue eyes shimmering in the bright light. "what can i get y'all?"

"can i order first, joshie?" tyler asked like a child, propping his elbows up on the table, his smile flourishing when josh nodded. "yay! can i please getta cherry milkshake with extra whip cream?"

"definitely," she smiled politely. "and you, sir?" she turned to josh, blushing slightly.

"can i just get a chocolate milkshake?" josh shrugged.

"sure thing, ill be back soon." she nodded, shooting a small wink to josh before walking off.

tyler payed her no mind though, knowing he had the older man wrapped around his finger. "you're the most borin' man alive, joshua dun. d'ya know that?"

"really?" josh smirked, climbing out of his seat and heading to the jukebox in the corner of the room. tyler sat and thought for a moment, realising he was not entirely sure what he and joshua were. they weren't officially dating but they were definitely more than friends.

tyler startled as josh pulled him from his seat and led him to a checkered dancefloor, one of his hands gripping his waist while the other rested on the small of his back. "m'i still borin, sunshine?" he grinned, the sound of johnny cash's 'walk the line' playing loudly behind them.