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

You're A Crazy Form Of Obsession

BEFORE YOU START THIS! I HAVE A QUESTION

Does anyone else scream Josh Dun in Morph CrankDaddyFrank, I mean CrankThatFrank. Same person, who am I kidding says so. We should all scream Josh Dun as much as we scream
F👏🏻F👏🏻A👏🏻C👏🏻

OR

Do you unknowingly say
'Had you in my coat pocket...'

This two part series is not smut.

Okie Enjoy Now.

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The officers are now going into the third week of the search for Tyler Joseph. After an attempted robbery, turning into a second degree murder and kidnapping. There had been no leads on the missing seventeen year old boy, but the police are trying with all their best. As for the family, the eldest son, Zack Joseph, and the only member still alive as he has a home of his own had been reported to overdose on medications. He was immediately rushed to the hospital, his state critical but manageable as they say. Further details are unknown, but we'll be sure to keep up with.....

The television was instantly shut off and Tyler looked over at the taller man with the black remote in his hands. "You shouldn't be watching this." His voice was monotone and Tyler has been cautious in not fighting with him, so Tyler just remained silent.

"Come, I need to get you ready for bed." Josh said quietly.

Tyler stood, letting his hand lay in Josh's and be pulled through the hidden house to the bathroom. Tyler sat on the toilet seat as Josh sat by the tub quietly, filling the bath and swishing the water around to great bubbles. The sweet scent always relaxed Tyler only just a bit.

"Start getting undressed, this'll be done soon." Josh called to him and Tyler just nodded. He pulled the shirt over his head and let the sweatpants fall to his ankles.

Without being told, Tyler stepped into the tun, sitting down carefully to not get Josh's clothes wet. Josh doesn't like his clothes being wet. He felt Josh grab the sponge and start scrubbing his body. Tyler turned to look at Josh, his concentrated face made him giggle a bit.

"What's so funny?"

"Why didn't you hurt me?"

The bathroom was quiet and Tyler felt a bit uncomfortable. Soon, he was being told to stand so that Josh could wrap him in a towel. He was then escorted to his room, groomed by Josh, dressed by Josh, and tucked into the bed by Josh.

Tyler looked up at Josh, he watched as the man looked at him with hard brown eyes, and a permanent scowl. Fingers carded through his hair and his breath hitched whenever Josh's fingers lowered to touch his neck. He licked at his lips, looking at the older man. "How old are you?"

Josh then let out a breath laugh, retracting his hand. "25."

"Why'd you do it?"

"Why the questions?" Josh asks with a raise of his voice making Tyler dip more into the pillows. Josh sighed, "I'm sorry. I don't mean to speak to you that way." Josh patted on Tyler's stomach. "I just needed somethings to sell way, owed people money. And your dad, wasn't supposed to be up. He started swinging, threatened to shoot me and I got scared. And my friend just started going through the house. I didn't want him to Tyler, I swear, but I felt like you were my last chance. If you were killed by his hand, I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

Tyler watched as Josh bent over the edge. "Who's the friend? I didn't see anyone else when we left."

"It's not important. He was caught. Let's not speak of him though, understand?" Tyler nodded at him.

"Josh?" Tyler whispered. Josh turned back to look at him. His cheeks were red from him constantly rubbing at them and eyes were turning red from him not sleeping. Tyler knows he's not sleeping. "When I go home... Will I ever see you again?"

Josh had to  hold in his laughter. "You want me of all people to stick around. Don't you see what I'm portrayed as Tyler. I'm your kidnapper, you shouldn't want me near you at all." Josh shook his head as Tyler made his way up to sit up and look at him so much more closer.

"You could've killed me when you saw me Josh. You could've pushed me into a basement, beat the shit out of me, hurt me, starve me. Did everything inhumane yet you bathe me, groom me like I live in castle. Make sure I eat and whatever else."

"To apologise." Josh interrupted. "And I want to send you back but, I want to make sure that....."

"Try me."

Josh shook his head but Tyler leaned forward capturing Josh's lips between his. Feeling how hard and firm they were, yet became soft as Tyler sucked on them the way he has been dreaming he would. Tyler pushed more, not wanting them to separate, Josh moving his head to the side to deepen it. He felt Tyler lift his fingers to card through his hair, teeth biting down in reddening lips and little moans whisping out. Yet Josh had come to his senses scrunching his face and pulling away.

"No. No." Josh said, setting his hands on Tylers shoulders. "I, Tyler, I don't. I can't, I'm not you know."

Tyler blistered red as he looked at Josh. "Are you serious?"

Josh began standing with a small smile on his face. "You're not a bad kisser, Tyler, but I don't find you that way."

Tyler's eyebrows began to furrow in as he began sitting up on his knees. "You've gotta be kidding me!" Josh instantly became confused, standing up straight and his stern face began to form. "Here I am, feeling like I'm on a pedestal as you prance me around, taking care of me. And this stupid shit!"

"Tyler I didn't mean for anyone to be killed in the first fucking place. Why should I have some reason to do that to you? This is not any fucked up fantasy Tyler. I'm not letting you think we could ever be after I send you away. This is just to lay low and figure a plan between us. Understand?"

Tyler just looked at him as if looks could kill. He tucked himself back in the bed with a thought in mind.