Lips Lickin' Lolli's For Money • Joshler One-Shot Stories

•Waterboy Pt.3•

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Slowly Josh had his hands wrapped around Tyler's hand, leading him upstairs. Each thump made Tyler's heart jump, have my way with you, Josh wants this. He wants this now and faster that what Tyler had thought.

But TYler wasn't complaining, getting this dare out of the way would make whatever the two of them may have in the future much my eye opening. They reached an oak door, opening it and tyler was faced with the smell of piny Josh and a clean decent room with blue walls and a queen sized raised bed.

A door let in such daylight that was beside the bed. An ensuite bathroom was on the roadside of the room, and on the white door a mirror that fit the whole door. Tyler looked at himself, cheeks pick and eyes wide as he scanned the room. At the foot of the bed laid a bench and Tyler was just in awe.

"Sit," Josh said softly. Tyler listened, and grew heated when JOsh sat next to him, leaning on him just a little. The two sat in silence but Josh was just scanning Tyler. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Tyler nodded as fast he could turning to JOsh making the latter chuckle some. "Alright, that's fine. If you don't mind, are you okay with me taking the wheel, I promise I will do everything I can to make it feel great."

Tyler looked him in the eyes with full trust and adoration, "i trust you Josh."

Josh then stood, smiling and then lifting the jersey from over his torso. A gasp left Tyler's mouth as he scanned the definess of the pale skin that made his eyes water from how awestruck he was and left him speechless. "H- How? Why haven't I noticed this."

"Gawk later, Tyler. Stand with me." he extened a hard and Tyler gripped on, being held up to stand on his two feet. Tyler sood in front of JOsh and he was facing the mirror on the door. Their eyes connected as Josh set his hands on Tyler shoulders.

He began moving them down, the kimono, slipping smoothly off his skin which made Tyler gasp as goosebumps raised, the large harge wrapping around the hem of his shirt. It was then being lifted up over his head, his abdomen stretching until it went lax.

"So beautiful," Josh whispered as he connected his lips to Tylers shoulders. He began raking the kisses up his shoulder to his neck Tyler forcing out a low mewl. "I promise to allow our fantasies to come true, the blood in our veins to flow faster."

Josh's hand then wrapped around trailing a soft trail down the middle of Tyler's chest, "The ecstasy that lie on the tips of out tongues to rest there." Tyler breathing heavier, as the hand went lower until it tampered with the button.

The hand then stuffed itself into his pants his legs weakening as he felt the hand wrap around him and stroke him through the thin layer of his boxers. "And our voices to strain until it could say no more." A moan followed the last of Josh's words.

A heart rose of Tyler's skin his hips moving in circles, grinding onto Josh as best as he could. "That's it sweetheart, use me, grind on me, reach your peak," Josh whispered, sucking on Tyler's neck.

Tyler kept thrusting himself into Josh's hand, feeling his thighs shake, but he couldn't get there. The restriction of the limited access zipper made it harder, he wanted the clothes off which made him sob and mewl together.

"It's alright, it's okay, I got you." Josh was down on his knees behind Tyler, pulling his pants down and letting them pull at his ankles. Tyler stepped out, kicking them away and josh stood back up.

"Now that you have more room, I want your eyes to be open and looking right over there," Josh pointed to the mirror. A falling sensation clouded inside of Tyler but he complied.Josh wrapped his hand around Tyler;s cock after spitting in his hand and stroking the needy one.