Birthdaypresent(s) [Broshler]

The other end of the struggle

His hands were so... soft. Gentle. But not weak, not at all. No, they felt strong. Determined. Confident. And warm. It slowly set Tyler's skin on fire as Josh's fingertips softly slid over Tyler's side.

And his lips were like velvet. Formed so beautifully, so full, so perfectly colored with that pink tone that made them stand out even more. They were making Tyler whimper softly as Brendon's lips latched on to the sensitive spot below Tyler's ear.

He felt so incredibly overwhelmed, with Brendon's lips and tongue pressing against his skin, and Josh's fingertips caressing every inch of his naked body. His back arched involuntarily as Josh's fingertips dug into his inner thigh the same time as Brendon gently bit down on the skin on his collarbone.

"Oh, fuck", he groaned softly as both of his own hands disappeared in brown and pink hair, and he spread his legs more to give any of them access to whatever they pleased.

And then he woke up.

"Fuck", he sighed out loud, pulling his own hand out of his boxershorts. He groaned, grabbing the other pillow and pushing it onto his own face before screaming into it.

This was a mess. One. Big. Fucking. Mess. He needed to stop thinking about them in that way. He needed to stop thinking about them in any way. They were just friends. Just friends. Just. Friends.

He screamed again before he nearly smothered himself and he gasped for breath. "Fuck, fuck, fuck", he grumbled again as he swung the pillow somewhere into his dark bedroom, it eventually hitting a shelf and throwing whatever was on there off. It hit the floor with a thud, and Tyler sighed. Great. Just great.

When he dropped his arms back down, pretty much landing on his hard-on, he sighed again. He was só not in the mood for jerking off, so he turned to his side and got as comfortable as possible. It wasn't so easy, but in a few minutes he cooled off, and fell back asleep.

That was, until his alarm went off about 5 minutes later. "Well, fuck me!" Tyler exclaimed desperately, throwing his hands into the air. Now he was not only frustrated but annoyed and tired too.

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Josh couldn't contain himself much longer. He wasn't sure on how to start or how to tell or how to ask but it was eating him alive and he needed to talk to Brendon about it. He was just so scared, afraid that everything would start to crumble down if Brendon didnt like what was on his mind.

Josh sighed when he noticed it was almost 9:30pm. Brendon should be home soon from his dinner appointment with a customer, and Josh tried to convince himself he would talk to Brendon afterwards.

"Home!" Brendon yelled just before he slammed the door shut.
"No shit", Josh mumbled, startled by the loud noise. He watched the clock as he rubbed his eyes, since he apparently had fallen asleep on the couch. 11pm. Josh sighed just before he wanted to stand up, but was then suddenly pushed down again by Brendon. The latter clumsily jumped over the back of the couch, landing on top of Josh pretty painfully. He leaned down and quickly pressed his lips to the corner of Josh's mouth.

The younger swiftly turned and pushed Brendon back. "You're drunk." Brendon shook his head violently, smirking. "Just horny."
Josh rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I can smell it, Bren. Get off me, okay?" Brendon pouted, not yet letting Josh push him off. "But I missed you so so so sosooooooo much." He streched out both of his arms as far as he could to emphasize his statement. Josh couldn't help but chuckle, but still pushed the older off of his legs. Brendon wiggled his eyebrows. "Wanna fuck?"

Josh shook his head as he sighed. So much for his plan to talk to Brendon. "Not when you're drunk like this, babe. Go take a shower." Brendon shrugged, standing up and making his way to the bathroom upstairs. Just before he exited the living room he turned in the doorway. Both his hands grabbed the doorframe as he moved his hips in circles. He smirked seductively, or at least he thought so, as he grabbed the collar of his shirt and slowly pulled it off. "Are you suuuuuure?" He grinned. Then he swung the shirt around a few times before tossing it towards Josh.