Josh sits up in bed, his yellow hair sticking up everywhere. He runs a hand with painted white nails through the mess of sunshine. He throws the covers off of him and gets up.
It's 4:00 and Josh has accomplished doing absolutely nothing on his day off. He was home alone, so it didn't really matter.
He grabbed his phone and headed into the bathroom. Josh turned the water on hot and began to strip out of his plaid pajama pants and Calvin Klein boxers when he heard his phone vibrate on the bathroom sink.
'Heathensboy' has sent an image
Josh furrows his eyebrows and pulled at his hair as he waited for his phone to unlock.
"Who was this?", he asked himself.
He stands there confused for a few seconds as the picture loads.
Heathensboy:
Sorry it took me so long, I'm at my friends house and had to convince him to leave his own room.. but here daddy(;
Josh stares at him phone in astonishment, wondering how this guy got his kik. His dick starts hardening as he begins to type a message back to this unfamiliar person.
Spookyjimchristmas: uhh hey man, I think you have to wrong person..
Just as he sends the message, it's read. As soon as Josh knows it, he replays.
Heathensboy: well this is awkward.. i was talking to a guy on another app and he said his girlfriend looks at his texts so he gave me his kik to talk to him on. I'm sorry.
Heathensboy: but now I have a problem.
Josh immediately texts back.
Spookyjimchristmas: and what's that?
Heathensboy: I'm super hard and I don't have anyone to talk to )-:
Spookyjimchristmas: you know, I'd be willing to help you out.
Heathensboy: okay daddy (;
Josh talked dirty to the mysterious boy until they both came. Just as soon as he released, he heard the front door open, meaning his mom was home.
He quickly typed a good bye before cleaning up his mess on the sink then hopped into the shower, steam clouding the ceiling as he looked up.
Once he had finished washing his hair and body, he got out, wrapping his lower half with a white towel.
He grabbed his phone and put his dirty clothes into the empty laundry basket.
"Hey mom" he called from the hall, walking to his bed room.
She comes out of the room at the end of the hallway, still removing her white Nike shoes, "hey Josh, how was your day?", she smiles.
"Didn't do much", he grins, showing his perfectly straight (unlike him) teeth, his eyes crinkling at the sides.
He walks into his room and shuts the door.
Josh grabs a fresh pair of Calvin Klein's and puts them on before searching his drawer for a pair of sweat pants.
He doesn't even dry off his shoulders or stomach before throwing a white tee shirt over his wet sunny hair.
Josh throws himself back down into his bed, grabbing his phone next to him.
Another message is waiting for him once he clicks the home button once.
'Heathensboy' sent a message
Josh unlocks his phone and opens kik.
Heathensboy: uhh I know we got off to a weird start, but like want to be friends or something?
He smiles down at his phone. Josh was actually really popular at school and he had a lot of friends, but he only has a lot because he loves making new ones.
Spookyjimchristmas: of course! Where are you from?
Josh turns on his tv while he waits for the person to respond, the 100 begins to play.
His phone dings and Josh's attention turns back to the screen of his iPhone.
Heathensboy: Columbus, Ohio. Hby?
He looks at his phone I awe, this boy lives in the same town!
Spookyjimchristmas: omg! I live in Columbus too! Are you in college? Do you go to the university of Ohio?
Heathensboy: really? And yes I do! Do you?
Spookyjimchristmas: yes! What's your name, maybe I know you!
Heathensboy: doubt it.. no one knows me, or cares to know me. I'd rather keep my name a secret.
Josh thinks for a moment before pressing his fingers down on the smooth screen of his iPhone.
Spookyjimchristmas: that's okay.. we can keep our names out of it seeing how I've seen your dick and I'm still in the closet.
Heathensboy: same.. I would never be able to tell my parents, I feel like they'd hate me.
Spookyjimchristmas: I feel the same..
Josh laid on his bed and messaged the boy who seemed amazing. Their lives were very similar.
He fell asleep with his phone in his hand a few short hours later.
But Josh was awoken by the front door slamming.
He rolls out of bed and fixes his now messy yellow hair. Josh puts his phone in his pocket and goes out into the living room to see who's home at such a late hour.
He walks down the stairs to see a brunette boy with a ukulele in his hand.
That was Tyler, Josh's step-brother.
