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

°That Boy Toy°

Bandito!Tyler
Blueboy!Josh

(Can I do this^ I'm doing it anyway. When I say Bandito Tyler, I mean like shaved head, beard, that IDGAF look he always has. Yeah, that!)

Tyler's a very busy man.

It was an inevitable thing, being stuck behind a desk, nodding his head meeting after meeting but he doesn't listen because his assistant is taking notes. He will read over those with soft music and read them carefully. Sometimes he'd laugh at their expectations.

We want this part of your company. We want this much money. Tyler always rolled his eyes, moving on to the next. And with all this tension, all this stress, he always came home to an empty home. Barren, cold and dark. He loved it that way, being able to strip out of his clothes in the living room.

Sit on the couch and grab the almost day old stale popcorn and pop it into his mouth as he turned on the television. He loved his life. Yet there still lingered the tension and stress. So, of course, Tyler knew how to get rid of it. But a quick rub was never enough. He needed a toy, someone to come in and let him use them with everything he had.

So, he opened his phone fast and dialed a number telling him to be at his house, sitting in the living room within the next thirty minutes. He always had the blue-haired pale boy on speed dial when he needed him. Josh was like every other guy to Tyler, at first.

Josh was this guy who sat at a bar, a bit far away, his face stunned as he stared at the brown liquid in front of him. Tyler watched as it took almost thirty minutes for the boy to gather the courage and drink it. He thought it was cute, not like in that way though. Tyler then made his advance going to tall with him.

He needed, at the time, just a one night stand, someone who was willing to just be fucked into the mattress. And although it was a struggle for Josh to drink, he was instant yes when Tyler spoke of Josh coming home with him. It wasn't long til Josh was in his car, and they were driving to Tyler's home. Lips kissing hard and hands skimming everywhere.

Clothes were discarded to the floor, before Josh was thrown on the bed, a quick stretch before Tyler pressed himself into him. by the time they were sweating and breathing hard, Tyler had wrapped his hand around Josh's neck and Josh had yelled for him to squeeze tighter. His neck and face turning red getting the man below to come hard.

His body spasmed, he was a shaking mess, so sensitive as Tyler skimmed his finger on his shaft and come still drizzled out, puddling at the dip of his navel. It made Tyler wide-eyed with satisfaction. He allowed Josh to stay that night, the next morning they had a conversation. Tyler learned more things about Josh.

Josh was the perfect person for Tyler to really get all of his stress and tension out. So no, it wasn't surprising when Josh had gotten a text on a Wednesday night. He purposefully took Thursdays off from his own cafe job just to recover from the previous night.

Tyler was soon pulling into his driveway, smirking when he saw the silver car already parked in the driveway. It was winter now, he didn't want Josh staying inside the car until he got there. So he kept his door unlocked on certain days. Tyler stepped up to his door, walking through and instantly being greeted with Josh on his knees, spread, and head down.

He was only wearing his huge white jumper and underwear that Tyler couldn't wait to find out what was in store for the day. "Have you eaten today, Joshua?" Tyler asked as he walked past him, not forgetting to lay his hand on his soft bed of blue hair. He heard Josh let out a sigh of content.

"Yeah, I had a muffin, for lunch. But I haven't eaten much since then," Josh looked up at Tyler who was now behind him, loosening his tie. Josh bit down on his lip, as Tyler then shrugged off his jacket, smacking his teeth together.