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

>>Turning You Dirty<<

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"Listen, I need you to back off," Brendon hissed as he pushed Josh to the lockers, a loud crashing sound echoed in the empty hallway. Josh snickered, fixing his jean jacket on his shoulders, smirking up at the little bit taller boy with whiffed back black hair.

"And why would I do that?" Josh pushed Brendon back a few steps, digging his hands into his jean jacket that was splatter in paint.

"I tell you that I like Tyler and then all of a sudden you have some interest in him?" Brendon whisper yelled. "I tell you that as a friend and you go behind my back and do that, what the fuck is wrong with you, you fuckboy!"

"Ha! Funny, pretty rich coming from you calling me a fuckboy," Josh pushed off the lockers beginning to walk away. "Plus, we did nothing, I just gave him a couple of hickies and he wanted to stop." Josh shrugged looking at Bren. "Maybe you have a chance, or maybe I'm just weaving myself in, splitting you two."

"Josh!" The taller pushed at Josh hard enough to bring the boy down to the ground. Josh fell wrong, a hiss ringing in the empty halls as a soft crack sounded. Brendon didn't hear it, instead, he jumped atop Josh, swinging only able to get in one punch before Josh was flipping them over. Another punch.

Skin beginning to bruise, and grunts echoed further, alerting a teacher who had their door open. No students were around, just the two former best friends, being forcefully separated by the school police officer, and after they've calmed, instantly were escorted to the principal's office.

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"So, when is it?" Tyler's asked, tracing his finger on Brendon's chest, he was cuddled up into his side, mainly focusing on the heat that radiated off of him. Brendon had asked Tyler right when the last bell rung if he could come home with Tyler, of course, Tyler had said yes with a blush and hopped into Brendon's car.

Tyler had questioned left and right now Brendon had gotten the bruised and slight cuts. Brendon just wisped it away, saying he'll tell Tyler later. Tyler instantly wanted to cuddle and Brendon told Tyler about a party that was coming up. "This Saturday. If you want, I can stay Friday night and we can leave Saturday afternoon, helps Dallon out a bit?"

Tyler raised his eyebrow, sitting up and looking at Brendon. He smiled at him, "You wanna stay here? For the night?" Tyler looked at him like he had grown to heads. "Where are you even gonna sleep?"

Brendon sat up, looking at Tyler as if he had grown another head. "Gonna lay in bed with you. Gonna hold you all night, I've always wanted to," Brendon smiled at him, his eyes continuously flickering to Tyler's lips. Tyler was doing the same, but not so secretive, his cheeks blazing that red color. Tyler took in a heavy breath.

"Really?"

Brendon chuckled, his pearly teeth shining on Tyler and making his eyes turn slowly into hearts like he was in some cartoon. "Really," it was like a whisper as Brendon leaned in. His pink lips had slowly touched Tyler's red ones, his eyes shutting. Brendon closed the gap, they both letting out their held in breath through their noses as they connected thoroughly.

Brendon sucked on Tyler's bottom lip, letting their lips make that sound. Brendon kissed him deeper, his mouth opening, tongue gaping through to like between Tyler's lips. The younger boy beside him gasping at first before letting his tongue rub against Brendon's, then sucking on it. Brendon groaned, turning in the bed to hover over Tyler, getting comfortable between his legs, not letting their kiss go.

Tyler moaned, it was soft, it was quiet, but he did and Brendon pulled away for a second to let out a soft chuckle. "Pretty," he raised, taking the chance to open his eyes and look at Tyler. He dodged the sight if fading hickies on his neck, instead gazed at the closeness his lips had come to. How red and swollen they are. "Are you okay if I take off my shirt?"