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

•You Can't Love Me Because You Just Can't•

A Second Part To; You Only Like Me Because I Have Beers

Hope you enjoy because there's an addition and......>DRAMA<

Tyler bounced on the older boy's lap, hearing him whine into their connected lips. Tyler loved it, although the other was the one to stick their dick up his ass, he was always happy to lead their make-out, or get the older a little hard.

Tyler leaned down, his hips moving in circles as he sat on their lap in an empty classroom, kissing at his neck, licking and sucking at his neck, creating so many love bites. He moaned against their pale neck when they tightened their grip at their ass.

It was always timid with them, it took them a bit to ease into their moments together because it was so limited. They knew that Tyler wanted more, but there was a problem and it always made them a bit sad.

Josh. Josh technically had Tyler. Tyler 'belonged' to Josh. And Brendon hated it. He hated that although Tyler whispers his 'I love yous' to him, he is the one that is getting heartbroken, with everytime he sees Josh lay his marks on his lover.

Every time Josh has Tyler held against the locker and kissing his lips harshly, and although Tyler says he feels nothing, it means nothing, Josh is nothing. Brendon still couldn't help but get jealous.

And Brendon's tried. He had stood up to Josh, in a private matter to not create a fiasco around the school, to tell Josh to lay off of Tyler. But the guy just snickered and said, no, TOLD Brendon to back off and nothing more should come out of his mouth about Josh's boyfriend.

Brendon oh so badly wanted to bite back and say that Tyler doesn't even love him. That nothing would continue between them after school. Brendon wanted to punch him square in his jaw, make him bleed, make him know that Tyler loves him. But Frank and Gerard behind him made him take two steps back and turn on his heels.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Tyler asked, pulling away. Brendon looked up at him, adoring how Tyler's eyes sparkled and his cheeks were flushed red and lips oh so redly swollen. Brendon wanted to bite, bite the thought of Josh and lay himself all over Tyler.

"Let me leave marks," Brendon told him and watched as Tyler's tensed muscles relaxed but still held the weight of guilt. He looked away from Brendon, the pressure of pleasure had escaped, this conversation moving to burn away his erection and instead, giving him a heavy heart.

"You know I can't do that. Josh will get mad."

"Why do you stay with him, huh?" Brendon snapped back quick, making Tyler stand on his toes and pull down his skirt that ashamedly still hid a boner. Tyler swallowed thickly, Brendon never yelled at him. He was a timid boy, hesitant to ever touch, and an unknown romantic with his thick words.

That's why Tyler loved him. Loved him because although he had this stutter that Tyler always blushed about because it only happened when he was complimenting anything about Tyler. Loved him because Brendon was gentle, he was the slow and heart-filling Tyler needed for high school and life.

"You know I love you, I want to be with you. You..." Brendon hiccuped for a second, the weight of guilt crashing on Tyler's chest. "You know I want to be with you forever. You know that one day, I want us to be together, really together. You denied my fucking Promise Ring during prom day."

Brendon never cursed and Tyler bowed his head down in shame. "And I know why you did. You were going to prom with Josh. You hang out with me during the day and say no then run away at night with Josh. Do you even want me?"

Tyler nodded his head, looking away in the dark room. Brendon hunched over, his fingers digging into his eyelids, and Tyler felt everything drop when he heard the first sniffle. He felt his own tears coming as he watched Brendon curled up in his own tears.