"I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight."
Written on 6/25/17
SPELL IT WITH ME KIDS:
S-M-U-T. Also slightly fem! Tyler.
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Tyler hated his job. Mainly because he was a prostitute that for some reason only attracted horny old men, but every once in awhile he had younger men come along. And in this case, his name was Josh.
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Parties were always an amazing place of business for Tyler. He especially loved when he found a party where semi-rich people lived. So, for tonight, he picked out a pair of maroon shorts that weren't indecent but enough to earn attention, a black T-shirt that had the words 'baby girl' embroidered into it, and to finish his out fit a simple pair of red high heels to match his shorts.
He wasted no time getting to the address his best friend, Brendon, had sent.
"Okay, so this one? No, that one," Tyler said talking to himself out loud pointing at houses.
He immediately parked the car close to the house considering he was an hour early. Once inside, he looked at all of the decorations, cups, and alcohol that was spread out throughout the room.
"Brendon!" He yelled only to receive no reply,"Brendon, get your ass down here!"
"No need to yell," an unfamiliar voice spoke softly behind him.
He was met with probably one of the most gorgeous humans he's ever seen. The man had soft, gentle eyes, hair that practically shined like the sun, soft pink lips that looked kissable at any given moment, and skin that was embraced by the moon.
"Who are you?" Tyler said trying to keep his gaze from traveling downwards.
"Josh Dun, the man responsible for this little get together."
"Little? You invited like a thousand people," Tyler spoke exaggerating using his hands to talk.
"To be exact 200."
"Nice, now where's Brendon?" Tyler said wanting this conversation to come to an end.
"Right here," Brendon said as he walked to the two.
"I'll leave you two to it," Josh said as he winked at Tyler.
"Dude are you serious? You need to get in his pants like now," Brendon whisper yelled as he gripped Tyler's shoulders harshly.
"Why?"
"He's my boss and if you two start a thing maybe I could get a new position, or maybe he'd put you in a new one," Brendon said laughing.
"I'm a prostitute, that's nearly impossible."
"Still, you need to try."
"Fine, go do something while I work my magic."
Brendon only gave him a mere pat on the back as he walked back to the kitchen.
