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

°That Boy Toy.2°

I have a Broshler on standby right now. A Bryler in the making. I WANT TO ADD BRENDON. 

ALSO, I LOVE THIS. LIKE UwU BITCH
HONESTLY, I stick to my word from the first part. This is still my favorite!

Tyler repeatedly thrust into Josh from behind, grunting and loving every yell and scream of pleasure escaping the blue-haired man's lips. Tyler grabbed the chain that ran cold on Josh's back, wrapping it twice around his hand not missing a beat as he pulled hard.

The collar around Josh's neck forced Josh to pull his head back, his voice becoming strained, barely able to moan or let out his strings of pleasure. His hands stayed curled on the red bed, as Tyler's thrusts went faster, deeper. "Such a good little fuck you for me, yeah?" Tyler grunted.

Josh could only moan, not answering back to his master like he would on any other night. Tyler slowed his thrusts, making the younger whine and Tyler grabbed the crop that was right by them and hit it against Josh's ass. After two hits and moans being pulled and sung through Josh's vocals, the man spoke up. "I love it, sir, I love it. Please more, use me."

Tyler deemed it alright, speeding himself up once again and every now and then clapping the toy against Josh's ass. Hearing that satisfying smack of leather against skin, and each one followed by a moan as their skin pressed to each other.

The audio of the recording rung in Tyler's ears as he sat tied to a chair. All he could really do was smirk at the way Josh looked. The curve of his body, the pure lust and the way his skin glistened and blue hair stuck to his forehead in small clumps.

The older man wouldn't deny it, he was hard as he watched. Hands strained to the arms of the chair and legs to legs. He was only wearing his boxers as his eyes focused on the tape. Couldn't touch, couldn't speak, as tonight things were different.

He felt smaller hands run up his back over his shoulders and down his chest. He took in a heavy breath as hands dropped lower and lower before one wrapped around the tent. Josh was reached over the chair, Tyler nodded his head back, kissing the parts of Josh's chest that were exposed to him as Josh painfully stroked him around the underwear.

All it did was add to Tyler's excitement.

"My master seems pleased," Josh spoke out smoothly and turned his head to meet his master's face. Josh smiled warmly before letting go of Tyler, the man letting out a sigh as Josh turned to face Tyler. His body exposed down to his underwear also, his boxers clad tight to his body. Josh was watching from behind, letting the time go on too long as halfway through he had caught himself stroking his dick.

Josh smiled, not tucking himself all the way into his boxers on purpose. Just his tip poked out a bit from the hem of his boxers as he stepped closer. He purposely moved his body so Tyler's locked hand was within reach of his hard-on. And Tyler took the chance, opening his hand and letting his fingers ride up and down the clothed shaft before playing with the tip that already began leaking instantly from him.

Tyler licked his dry lips and smirked, "My precious boy, you look so good right now. So hot for me aren't you?"

Any other time, Josh would nod and instantly fall to his knees for this man. But he shook his head and pulled away from Tyler. He blinked and blinked again before biting on his lip. He got on Tyler's lap, sitting his ass against Tyler tent, whimpering against Tyler's chest.

"I always am master. So good to me," Josh whimpered. Tyler groaned before nodding his head back and Josh continued his banter. Going to Tyler's neck and sucking, licking, kissing at his neck and collarbones and down his chest. There were traces of pink to red marks that littered Tyler's body. But when Josh really concentrated, he was able to get that small scatter of purple blotches on his master, moaning at the art and giving his master that puppy dog eyed look that feigned innocence.