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°Two Little's°

(Part two of the Little's Series)

They were both lying in their shared bed. Josh was sleeping soundly, light snores escaping his lips but Tyler was wide awake. He was never acting the same around Josh.

He always had some weird urges, making him do things against their daddies will. Making hm urge for Josh beyond levels. He didn't mean to do what they did in the bath a few months back. Josh was just so wanting.

Tyler scooted closer to the sleeping blue haired boy, trying to cuddle into his slowly rising and falling chest. Eventually breathing the same air he was breathing. Tyler loved Josh's lips, the beautiful pink.

He loved Josh's face, amazing structure with a slight pretty chub. Tyler's hands moved under the blankets, skimming along Josh's bare side. His hands somewhat cool but do-able. He loved Josh's soft milky pale skin.

He gripped his waist bringing him closer and causing the the other little to frown in his sleep. His eyes slowly starting to open and look at Tyler's blushed face in concern.

"Ty-Ty, what's wrong. You keep moving," his tired voice rung out. Tyler smiled quickly at him making up a simple excuse.

"It got really cold on my side of the bed so I thought we could cuddles since daddy is not here," he said softly. He looked into his chocolate tired eyes and watched a small smile play on the littles angelic face.

"Ofcourse, Ty!" he said as cheerfully as he possibly could for he was still tired. Josh rose a hand so that it sat on Tyler's side, bringing him closer so that they were pressed together.

Tyler shivered at Josh's cold hands. But he liked his touch. He was so close to Josh and there was instantly this need to touch his lips as his eyes started to slowly close.

Tyler did it quick, he didn't like putting Josh in uncomfortable places. So he leaned in quick setting his lips on Josh's to give him a peck and try and close his eyes to sleep.

Josh on the other was now wide awake, raising his free hand to his lips after he felt Tyler's soft one's touch his. He looked at Tyler who's face had gone red and his eyes shifting quickly behind his lids as he tensely tried to sleep.

Johs smiled at his silliness, he just thought it was a simple love kiss that all three of the men shared. He didn't think it was a kiss of Tyler smalley wanting him. So he deliberately leaned forward and set his lips on Tyler's.

The tan little's eyes shocked open, looking at Josh's rested content face as their lips moved as one, rubbing softly and lovingly. Josh smiled against his lips, "Ty, you act like we have never kissed before. What's wrong?"

The sleepy little was now fully awake, his attention on one of the two men he adored with his life. He grabbed Tyler's hand, pulling him up and a little over the comforter, it being the only thing to cover them except the underwear they wore under.

"Josh, you know I still feel bad about what happened in the bath," Tyler spoke. He looked up at Josh, whose face was red and looking down playing with a loose string on the blankets. "And you know, it's hard for me now, because I feel bad."

"Tyler it's not like I didn't like it. We do that stuff all the time, I just felt bad because we did it without daddy knowing. That's our rule, we have to listen to daddy, and we went against his wishes."

Josh started to tear up a little. Speaking of their daddy, Josh was a little worried because he is usually wide awake when Brendon gets back home from work. But that's not today and Josh now feels out of sorts. He wants to go back to sleep.

"Josh hey, I am still sorry. But I still like kissing you and," the little looked down in shame. "I liked touching you."

The blue haired little gasped at Tyler's confession. "Tyty, are saying you want to do it again?" he asked him. And became even more shocked when the brunette nodded his head.

The fell into a silence, both thinking if they actually wanted to go through with this. Maybe they should wait a little longer, or they should do something else.

Josh looked up at tyler, cheeks burned red and eyes shimmering with need. He was in need, Josh could tell as he started to squirm as unnoticeable as possible. Josh let out a huff, "Okay. It'll just be another secret we will keep from Daddy. Agreed?"

Tyler looked up at Josh and let out a sigh with a sly smile. "Agreed. Is there anything in certain you want to do. Daddy usually tells u what to do but..."

Josh nodded. But he didn't know what they should do. He was at a weird loss, thinking of different way for him and Tyler to get off on each other but even though the scenarios where beautiful in Josh's head. He never went with it.

Leaving him to also be needy.

Josh crossed his legs under the blanket and looked over at Tyler who was slowly pulling his underwear down and throwing them out from under the covers. Josh chose to follow.

They looked into each other's eyes closing in slowly until their lips molded together slowly mixing their tongues and allowing them to swoon. Tyler laid them both down on their sides, slowly letting his hips collide with josh's and let crotches rub together.

Josh whimpered into Tyler's mouth, grabbing at his hair as he went the same tempo, thrusting his hips forwards to meet Tyler.

The feeling of their crotches meeting felt amazing to both boys but it came to the point where they needed to cum. They both were whimpered. Making a mess on the sheets as they leaked over and onto the spreadsheet.

"Tyler please," Josh moaned into his mouth. The mouths and lips were coated with one another's saliva. Josh's lips now damaged red and robust. Tyler thought he was pretty.

So Tyler sat up, letting Josh sit on his lap, their leaking dicks in between them. Tyler smiled up at josh, "You wanna ride my thigh?" Josh nodded quickly. He leaned with Tyler as they both reached for the lube that laid on the bedside dresser.

Once they had a hold, Tyler lubed up his hand and his thigh. Josh then sat down, straddling his thigh. Tyler chose to grip onto Josh with his lubed hand and also himself. Josh quirked an eyebrow, "Will this work for you?"

Tyler only smiled. Josh slowly set his hips forward, moaning at his balls and entrance rubbed against Tyler's thigh and he thrusted into his hand. Tyler let out a moan, as Josh thrusted into his hand but also rubbed against his own dick.

He didn't even have to move his hand and he smiled as Josh kept going, his pace quickening as he started to let out yelps and pleases for he loved the feeling of being touched.

Josh wasn't scared, he loved moaning loudly for Tyler, and boy did Tyler love the show Josh always put on.

Josh continued, his thrusts getting sloppy and his moans getting louder. He gripped at Tyler's shoulders, shuddering and shaking as he was so close. And Tyler was too.

Which caused the tan little to start moving his hand between the two of them. They both moaned into each other's mouth until they fell into each other harshly breathing and being wrapped in warmth, showing itself as a thin sheet of sweat.

Josh shook his head, he was so close. "Can I cum, please let me, please," he almost yelled. Tyler nodded, shaking his head immensely because he was so close also. Soon, they were spilling onto each other.

White ribbons decorating one another's lower stomach and Josh shaking constantly as he still moved his hips on the lubricated thigh.

They both froze their movements, looking at each other a realization overtaking their feature. They both wanted to panic and clean up as soon as possible and try to go back to sleep before their daddy got home.

But instead they laughed, joyously at each others faces. Their needs long gone and relieved and now they were wrapped in eachothers bodies. Wet and sticky.

"Oh the night is going to be full of punishments," a thick beautiful voice that both boys melt at the sound of. They turned to see their daddy, Brendon, at the door and their smiles dropped. They didn't want to get caught. That was one thing.

Their daddy started to walk towards them, loosening his tie and unbuttoning this dress shirt and blazer. Yet both boys did not ignore the obvious tent in his pants