S L O W T O W N

First Time (NSFW)

Josh hungrily eyes Tyler as he stepped into the shower, his hair instantly soaking when he positioned himself under the warm flow of water. Tyler turns to Josh, pulling his face from the assault of liquid and happily motions for him to join him under the shower.

His hands shake as they reach for his jeans, popping the button and pulling the fly down as teasingly as he could, stepping out, underwear following and kicking them across the floor.

Josh pads forward and into the tub, immediately pulling Tyler close to himself, the warm water pelted down over them, it stung slightly where he had been scratched but Josh didn't mind, he had Tyler with him.

Tyler grinned a big crooked tooth grin, wrapping him arms around Josh's waist, pulled into a kiss which he happily took.

With one hand finding it's way up Josh's chest, around the back of his neck, and the other holding firmly onto the small of Josh's back, Tyler dipped back slightly as Josh mouthed down his chin and nibbled the nape of his neck.

"Joshy stop it," Tyler giggled when Josh blew a raspberry into his throat. "That tickles," he bats Josh away with one hand.

"I'm sorry you're just so damn cute," Josh mumbles with his face buried in Tyler's chest, arms holding him oh so tight.

"You're cute," Tyler replies for lack of better words. Josh pulls back slightly and looks up at Tyler, quickly spinning him around and pressing him up against the shower wall. Tyler yelps and clutches on tightly to Josh's skin, nails digging deep into his back.

He feels a hand slide down his front, narrowly missing the spot Tyler really wanted Josh to touch and moving around to grab onto his ass so hard Tyler whines.

"Hey!" Tyler raises his voice slightly, Josh not looking up, still burying himself deep into Tyler's neck, just mumbling. "Hey?" Tyler speaks a bit softer, lifting Josh's face with two fingers.

He looks tired, needy, and Tyler can feel Josh pressed harshly into his thigh.

"Show me what to do?" Tyler shyly questions, heat rushing up his face. Josh cocks his head slightly, Tyler's fingers travelling from under his chin to behind his neck, he closes his eyes, a unison sigh escapes them.

"Okay Tyler," Josh speaks softly, standing up fully and pulling him from the wall, pressing him as close as he could, Tyler's sharp hip bones digging into Josh's. "So,"

"So," Tyler laughs slightly, Josh's hand half spreading him.

"If we do this," Josh huffs, watching Tyler closely. "We gotta get you prepared,"

"Okay," Tyler agrees to something he's very confused and uneducated on, until he feels Josh's finger slide inside after a few cautious prods. "Oh!" He gasps loudly and digs into Josh's back again.

"Weird," Tyler mumbles against warm skin.

"You okay?" Josh doesn't move and Tyler just nods as much as he can with his head pushed into Josh's shoulder.

"Okay, I'm gonna move now," Josh begins slow and Tyler huffs a small plea but Josh is cautious and trustworthy. "Gentle now," Josh laughs trying to get Tyler's nails from under his skin.

"More," Tyler stutters and Josh oblidges, a middle finger joining the party. Tyler groans lowly, trying hard to hide any sign of pleasure in embarrassment. "M-more," he begs and Josh can only laugh.

"I don't want to hurt you Ty,"

"Please," he's stumbling over ever single word now and pushing into Josh's hand, so Josh holds his hips in place.