Birthdaypresent(s) [Broshler]

Want you here

"God, you're so pretty." Voice hoarse, low and nearly silent but not only Tyler heard, Josh heard too. And gosh, did it do things to him. He knew they were going the right path, slow, exploring and actually creating an healthy base for a possible relationship with Tyler. But, this moment, when Tyler was painting Brendon's fingernails into a deep black, and Brendon called Tyler 'so pretty', Josh's heart rate picked up and blood rushed. And he just wanted to jump them. Them. Both. Not one more than the other, just both.

Drag them up the stairs, showing Tyler how good Brendon and himself could be for him, how-

"Hellooooo... Earth to Joshua?" He nearly jumped, snapping out of his running mind, seeing both boys chuckle. Josh just rolled his eyes as he knew very well at least Brendon knew where his mind was going, due to the color on Josh's cheeks.

"What?" he asked, not sure for what reason other then probably Brendon mocking him.
"You're blushing", the oldest chuckled. "Want to share what got you so flustered and distant?"

Josh thought about his answer for a second, but the cheeky little look on both of their faces got him... maybe a little aroused and he went for it. "You can't expect me not to be bothered when you just call Tyler "so pretty", he huffed.

"It's so true though", Brendon nodded as he dropped himself on the couch next to Josh, giving Tyler an encouraging smirk that went unnoticed by Josh.
"Oh, it's very true", Josh nodded, swallowing when Tyler climbed in his lap, thighs straddling Josh's. "Hmm you think so?" Tyler spoke as he sat down, gaze shifting from Josh to Brendon shortly.

"I think you're very pretty too", the youngest continued as he gently held Josh's shirt in his hand. "Right?" With that last question he looked at Brendon, innocently batting his eyelashes but with a little smirk on his face. Brendon played along easily. "Oh, definitely. Really cute, but hot too." He added, before teasingly pressing a short peck just below Josh's ear. "Hmm, true", Tyler nearly whispered.

Josh felt attacked, in a really good way, realizing very well Brendon and Tyler teamed up against him. He couldn't help but be flustered though, being the center of attention and knowing getting him flustered was the goal all along.

"Shut up", Josh mumbled, pants involuntarily growing tighter as Tyler hummed "okay" after Brendon nodded, then pressing his lips to Josh's harshly. One of Tyler's hands was still firmly gripping Josh's shirt, the other now desperately sliding into his neck as he pulled himself closer. With that move Tyler's body pressed on to Josh's front and he hissed, gasping softly, encouraging Tyler to deepen the kiss.

Josh practically died when there were more hands than just two on his skin, noticing how Brendon's familiar fingers snuck under his shirt and gripped his side. He felt both, and he could taste Tyler, mixed with a hint of chocolate and he nearly whined when Tyler's sharp teeth but down in his bottom lip and tugged slightly.

For a short second he realized how different this felt to those other times he was with brendon with someone else. It had been arousing, exciting yes, but not like this. He wanted to taste more of Tyler as he kissed him hungrily, one hand burying into thick brown locks of hair, the other gripping Brendon's neck. He panted when they broke apart, chest heaving intensely as Tyler's lips, those damn lips, moved to his jaw and throat, as did Brendon's.

He closed his eyes, relishing in his current situation as his body tensed, only opening his eyes again as both pairs of lips disappeared from his skin, apparently to find each other. Right in front of him, over him, on top of him and his breathing hitched seeing it. Brendon wasn't holding back anymore, not like that long time ago when Josh watched them kiss. This was Brendon, so soft and sweet but always with that dominance, always in charge.

A soft moan slipped off of Josh's lips when Tylers hand, still firmly in Josh's neck, gripped on tight and fingertips pressed into the skin when Brendon left a visible mark on the side of the boy's throat.

The sound seemed to startle them all, Brendon pulling back as he examined the mark with his fingertips, leaving Tyler nearly breathless and panting, eyes now bashfully shifting to Josh's.

A deep content, maybe a tiny bit frustrated, sigh left Josh's lips as he let his head fall back on the couch, as Tyler gently crawled off his lap, chuckling softly. Other hands all disappeared off of each others hair and skin, as they slowly came back down from that. "Well that escalated quickly", Josh chuckled eventually, softly shaking his head with a smile.
Yeah, he was definitely hard but he was sure he wasn't the only one and for some reason it was good to stop this moment here.

"Best birthday, guys. Thank you so much." Tyler smiled as he put on his winter coat and beanie, before carefully grabbing his ukelele.  It had started to snow pretty badly the last few hours and the outside had turned into white. "Will you just stay?" Josh asked, for the third time now, but Tyler refused again.
"But the weather is bad and-", Josh tried again but Brendon stopped him and shook his head. "Be careful okay? Let us know when you get home." he continued, letting tyler step out the door. "I will, no worries, I will", he nodded again before getting the snow off of his car and stepping in.

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"I'm telling you Bren, it doesn't feel good!" Josh shook his head, maybe a minute or two after Tyler had drove off. He stared out the window, seeing snow fall continuously. "It doesn't feel right, it just doesn't feel right." He mumbled, an eerie feeling creeping up his chest, pressuring his lungs, even annoyed at te fact Tyler insisted on going home and Brendon letting him. He knew Tyler was free to go and do whatever he decided, but something was off and unwanted flashback ran through Josh's nerves.

Brendon watched him carefully, then outside. His confidence in the fact that all was fine slowly disappeared, seeing Josh react in the same way he had back then. "I don't know Bren, i just feel like it's wrong." he sighed, also not knowing exactly why, constantly staring at his phone even though he knew even with bright weather there's no way Tyler would be home this quick.

"Well fuck, Josh..." he hesitated. "Okay well, if he hasn't texted by 1:30am we call or whatever okay? I'm sure he's fine, just careful and going slow. It'll just take him a while.." Josh gazed at the time, it meant waiting for about 22 minutes.

He hadn't even made it till 10 minutes after, until he grabbed his phone again and intended to call Tyler's number. Just the second he searched for the contact, Tyler's name popped up on the screen. Within probably half of a second Josh had answered. "Ty!" Brendon looked up immediately, toothbrush coming to a stop and mouthing Josh to put it on speaker. "Are you home?" Josh rushed.

"Well", the answer was, followed by a little hesitant 'uhm'.
"Almost, i guess."
"What?Are you okay? Where are you? What happened?"

They could clearly hear Tyler sigh, then someone spoke to him before he got back to them. "Some dude drove too fast, lost control of the car and hit the back of my car and pushed me off the road. I'm fine, just a little shook up and my car's headlight is busted from the tree i hit. It's not too bad, just here waiting for the cops to finish up so I can go home. I'm literally almost in my street."

"Damn Ty! Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Gotta go now tho, cops want to talk and ambulance is here to check me up yet i don't need it but they insist." He sighed again.

"Fuck, Tyler. I told you not to leave, I-... I knew it, it didn't feel good okay? Next time when i feel this way and either of you want to leave i'm gonna fucking chain you to the house", he rambled, making Tyler giggle softly. "I'm serious, Tyler! I want you here. Okay?"

It was silent for a little bit, the last had clearly made an impact with Josh raising his voice. "I-I'm like one street away from my a-apartment, it's safer then going y-your way again, okay? I'm sorry Josh, i didn't mean to like-..."
Josh sighed and Brendon jumped in. "You don't need to be sorry, Josh is sorry he yelled he's just... he was worried. It felt wrong and he apparently was right, again. It's okay. We're glad you're okay. We just... want you safe. Please call once you get home?"

"I will", he answered again before other voices were back and claimed his attention. "Got to go, i will call."