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

•First Times Are Supposed to Be Special Tyler...•

Hey! Here's 4370+ word oneshot that I litterally pulled out of my ass within the past 24 hours. I meant to have this one go up yesterday instead of Locker Rooms..., but it needed some editing and L.R.was there and already finished. But after writing this, I'm gonna need a week off :D

Tyler sat in his little apartment, he was at the edge of his bed, wringing his hands together, waiting for the too loud of the sound of his doorbell. He was nervous, never in his life had he ever been this nervous. But tonight was a big deal.

He hated how it would happen, but it had to happen soon. He didn't feel so sure about himself, couldn't even see himself to be old. He knew that there will be a day, something will tick and everything will be darkness.

So he had to do this now.

He had to get over this one thing that evidently is supposed to be an amazing part of your life. But Tyler, he couldn't handle that. He just had to do what any old man would do on lonely nights. Call up a corner babe, pay them money to come and give them a night around town.

He felt disgusting, but he knew he had to. He was twenty three years old, never been in a relationship because he just couldn't all the time for touching loving and being there for someone else. Never kissed someone because, gross, mono.

Never had sex, still a virgin, as he felt of what the purpose of it was, somehow lacked in his brain. Yet recently, he's figured something. With his new job, he has been building up some stress, and he read once that sex was one of the few ways of relief.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't. Then he looked it up on google.

Endorphins, hormones, words he can't remember because that's been pushed out and instead in comes, How can I assist you today, or, Would you like any creams or sugars? But stress relief and sex were the two words that popped out.

So he did it. He sucked up the last of his money that he had and went out to grab some chick. But god, he hated the thought of intercourse with them. He just couldn't bring himself to look them in the eye and give them the money and tell them the address. He couldn't.

It wasn't until later in the night he went to a bar and found the perfect candidate with a too big of a smile that seemed to make all the bad things in his life go away. He didn't know what he felt, but dammit, he liked it.

It was later that the candidate, tended to make a move on Tyler, yet he backed him away, instead gave him fifty dollars, a note that read his address and there's more where $ came from. God he felt stupid.

But this has gone on for too long. The doorbell then rang and Tyler hopped to his feet. He scanned the apartment as he made his way to the door, making sure it looked decent enough. When he reached the door, he opened quickly and seen the man from the night before.

Tight dark blue skinnies hugging his thick thighs perfectly, a white button up shirt but over that a leather jacket. It was like he was making an invitation that just said rip my clothes off, piece by piece. And Tyler, he just wished....

"Hello stranger." the man who leaned on the doorframe spoke seductively. Tyler couldn't help the heat that rushed to his cheeks. He smiled a bit and moved out the way, gesturing his hand because he knew his voice would go up two pitches if he talked.

"Well, you got a nice cozy place here." Josh spoke, almost as if he were whispering, but it was so smooth and it made Tyler melt a bit inside. Tyler nodded, going over to the couch in a quick manner, and placing himself down. He then patted the seat next to him.

Josh gave him a quizzical look, scanning Tyler's body and going for it. He grabbed on of his hands, go to intwine them. It was a strange gesture, and Josh didn't miss the confused glance Tyler made. "Hey, Tyler. What's up? You were talking non stop last night. Where's the guy I met?"

Tyler didn't know. All the confidence and talking was boosted from a light fill of alcohol in his system. But Tyler didn't want to be buzzed, he hadn't drank since then. But slowly he raised his head to look at Josh who was looking at him with a bit of a sad smile.