Sugar Daddy //joshler [✔️]

18. Drunk Plans

"I really wish you guys wouldn't be so damn loud," Jenna grumbles as Tyler hands her a cup of coffee.

The brunette's face grows hot in response, but he only shrugs. He fills up a cup for Josh and one for himself, then joins the two at the table.

"Not my fault," he says, sipping from his mug.

"He's right, it's mine," Josh grins, earning a groan from the blonde.

"Gross," she whines.

"I think you just need to get laid," Tyler suggests.

"Oh my gosh!" Jenna gasps, smacking his shoulder. "I do not."

"Tyler's right," Josh nods. She glares at the two of them. "We're going to the beach later, Jen. You can come with us."

"Yeah," Tyler cuts in, "I'm sure there will be plenty of eye candy on the beach." Then when Josh gives him a look he adds, "Not for me, obviously. Not when I have my own five-course meal."

"You guys literally make me want to slam my head in a cupboard," Jenna mumbles, then laughs after. "Fine, I'll come."

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Tyler lays on his towel, soaking up the beating rays of sun. The birds and waves sing together; a perfectly blissful melody that Tyler could listen to for the rest of his life.

They decided to go to a public beach instead of the private one in their backyard, that way Jenna could look for a potential hook-up. Well, she doesn't call it that, but Tyler and Josh do.

The brunette has been laying in the sun for at least thirty minutes now, and although he's extremely hot and sweaty, he promised himself he was going to get a nice tan. That may be part of the reason why he didn't put any sun screen on when Josh told him to, or maybe he just doesn't like listening. Either way, Tyler has never had a sun burn in his life. He'll be fine.

"Baby," Josh hums, placing the back of his hand to Tyler's forehead. "Let's get in the water. I don't want you to get too hot."

"I'll be okay," Tyler grumbles, swatting his hand away.

"I'm not asking, I'm telling," Josh says seriously. When Tyler doesn't move, he adds, "Now."

The brunette gulps, the roughness of the man's voice making his hairs stand on end. He sits up slowly, wiping his sweaty forehead with the back of his arm. "Fine."

Josh helps him up and they walk to the water together. The hot sand burns Tyler's feet so he walks quickly, repeatedly murmuring, "ouch, ouch, ouch."

Once they reach the cool water, he sighs in relief. The two go in until the water is knee-deep, letting the waves carelessly crash against their thighs. Tyler looks out at the ocean, admiring its beauty.

"It's so pretty, Josh," he gushes, all while Josh is too busy staring at him to even care.

"Mhm, so pretty," the man smiles, trailing a finger down Tyler's back. "You're so pretty."

"Shut up," Tyler grins, turning towards him. "I was talking about the ocean."

"I know, but I wasn't."

Josh kisses him, softly cupping his cheeks and pressing their lips together. The brunette nearly moans, melting against the older. He's suddenly hyperaware of this whole situation.

He is on a beach. In Florida. With Josh. Whom he loves. And all for free. God, how did he get so damn lucky?

"Are you okay, baby?" Josh asks, breaking the kiss to gaze into the boy's chocolate eyes.

"I'm great," Tyler assures. "I'm happy. And I love you."

"I love you too," Josh says, kissing his forehead. "I'm glad you're mine. I wouldn't want to be with anybody else right now."

Tyler can't help but just smile, basking in Josh's sweet-like-candy compliments. He's about to kiss him again when they hear Jenna yelling.

"Guys! Come here!"

Tyler frowns, but Josh quickly kisses it away. "Let's go see what she wants."

So they join Jenna on the beach, finding her with a man. He's a couple of inches shorter than Josh, tan, and nicely built with black hair and brown eyes. He smiles as they approach, exposing a few crooked teeth.

"This is Ben. Ben, this is Josh and Tyler," Jenna introduces.

Josh is the first to hold out his hand, of course. Ben shakes his hand, then does the same with Tyler.

"He invited us to a party at his house tonight just a couple of streets away from where we're staying. Do you wanna go?" She asks, giving them pleading eyes.

Tyler eyes the man, shrugs, then nods. "I wanna go. Is it okay?" He looks to Josh, who also shrugs.

"I don't see why not."

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By midnight, Tyler is five shots and two cups of jack and coke deep. If you ask Josh, that's five shots and two cups too many, but Tyler insisted that he wanted to have a good time and who was Josh to stop him?

Neither of them have seen Jenna for at least a half hour, but she told them before that if she disappeared not to come looking for her because it probably meant she was getting laid.

Josh doesn't drink, he politely declines every time drunk little Tyler offers him a taste. He doesn't seem to mind though, just shrugs and downs the rest of it himself.

"Tyler, honey, I think you've had enough for tonight. You're going to hate yourself in the morning," Josh urges gently, taking the empty cup from the boy's warm hands.

He only whines.

"Jooosh... Just one more... I'm not even drunk," he complains, gripping onto the front of the man's shirt to hold him up. "Just come onnnn..."

"Tyler, I said no."

"Pleaaaase..."

"No," Josh repeats, staring down at the boy. "Now quit asking before I get mad."

"But, but... But Josh-"

Tyler cuts himself off with a gasp as Josh closes his fingers around the boy's throat, leaning in close. "Baby boy, I told you no. Be a good boy and listen to me."

Tyler only giggles, resting his hand over Josh's. "Maybe I don't wanna be good."

"Tyler," Josh warns, loosening his grip. "I'm not playing."

"But listen, listen. If I'm bad, then listen, then you have to punish me," he says, breaking out into a huge grin. Josh wants to laugh and put his boy in his place both at the same time.

"I don't have to do anything I don't want, and I don't want to do this when you're drunk," Josh says calmly, moving his hand from around Tyler's throat to cup his face instead.

"But listen," Tyler whines, leaning into his touch. "I love you."

"I know you do, and I love you too."

"So just fuck me."

A little chuckle escapes Josh. "Baby, you don't understand. You're drunk. You're not in the right mind set."

"I don't have to be in the right mind set to know that you're hot, I love you, and I want you to fuck the shit out of me."

"Jesus Christ," Josh laughs, shaking his head. "Not tonight baby, okay?"

"Not okay," Tyler pouts, rubbing his thumb over Josh's lower lip. "Just c'mon, don't be meeean."

"No, not tonight. How about I make love to you in the morning, baby. How does that sound?"

Tyler smiles so wide his eyes shut. "Okay, fine. Sounds like a plan."