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In this installment of 'Rosa, The Girl Who Can't Write' we have a very very very shitty attempt at a short. You can put up with it though because if I don't practice I'll never learn how to write something that's OK.

Tyler has had a long day.  He walks into his bedroom pulling off his shirt.  Tyler's phone distracts him, he has a text.  Opening it, he sees to his surprise that it's a picture of Troye in his boxers.  Loosely fitting and hanging low, you can clearly see the immense SIZE of him...  Tyler is shocked, but for some reason this excites him.  Troye has only ever been his platonic friend and he wonders why he sent this. His natural need awakening, he closes his eyes.  Tyler can feel himself growing at the thought of this gorgeous boy underneath him.  He rather briefly wonders if this is the best idea.  His need tells him that this doesn't matter.

Tyler slides his hand into the waistband of his pants.  As he pictures Troye's perfect mouth, his breathing quickens.   Slowly pulling down his pants, he takes himself in hand.  He pictures Troyes lips swollen and red, how warm and delicious he would feel....  Slowly thrusting into his hand, he imagines pushing into Troyes mouth.  He pushes faster, moving his hips rather than his hand.  He can see Troyes perfect body, slim and sexy.  Unable to hold in his moans as he pictures Troyes plump lips  wrapped around his length. He never expected that his best friend would give him this kind of pleasure....  Tyler thrusts faster nearing his finish, and as he comes undone he calls out Troyes name.  He feels strange about what he has done, but he realizes that now  he only wants the real Troye.  Never has he considered the feelings he has for Troye, but he is glad that he is now.  Realizing that he has always wanted Troye he smiles, glad that now he can have him.

Curious as to what made Troye send this picture he texts him to ask "Uhm what's with that picture Troye-boy? ;)"  Looking at the clock he sees that it has only been a few minutes.  Suddenly tiered he lays down in bed.As he is drifting off to sleep Troye answers his text.

"Oh Fuck! That was for my boyfriend...."