"We need them to see it!" Tyler said frustrated. "But-" the man tried. "No, we have to raise the car," Tyler said in a harsh tone, the man rubbed his temples looking at Tyler in frustration. "Tyler, let him explain-" Josh tried. "Josh! Just let me do this okay." Josh put his hands up in defense, Tyler stormed away. Josh sighed. "I'm sorry about him, he can get really angry. You can do whatever works, I'll sort things out with him," Josh apologized to the man. "I understand. Thanks, man," The man thanked. Josh smiled.
Josh stared at Tyler's dressing room, waiting. Tyler had the smallest amount of patience, Josh was over it. He knew Tyler was a being a bitch and he was going to put him back in his place.
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Josh slipped into Tyler's dressing room, 30 minutes before the show. He locked the door before Tyler noticed him. Tyler's shirt was unbuttoned and his pants unzipped. He stared at Josh. "What do you want?" Tyler asked annoyance was present in his voice. "Be a good boy and come here," Josh said, standing by the couch. Tyler rolled his eyes, he didn't move. Josh gave him a stern look. "I said come here Tyler Joseph," Josh said coldly. Tyler's eyes widened, he knew he was in trouble. Tyler followed his orders. He stood before Josh, looking at him. Tyler gasped when Josh bent him over the arm of the couch. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you to do something?" Josh asked harshly. "O-One d-daddy," Tyler whispered. "No, that's not what you call me you're in trouble, we're not going all vanilla. What the fuck do you say?" Josh said in the same harsh tone. Tyler whined. "O-One t-time s-sir," Tyler whispered. "Finally you say something right. Now be quiet," Josh scolded. Tyler nodded. Tyler trembled as Josh pulled down his pants. "Fucking whore," Josh said, slapping Tyler's ass when he saw the panties Tyler was wearing. Tyler winced at the pain of the slap but he loved the way it hurt. Tyler choked out a moan when he felt Josh's tongue prod at his hole. "I said be quiet," Josh whispered coldly. Tyler whimpered. "How many times do I have to tell you? Shut up, I have candles and you know exactly what I can do to you," Josh whispered sweetly, it bothered Tyler a lot. Tyler shivered at the thought of wax play, it was terrible torture but it felt amazing at a certain point.
Tyler shut his eyes when Josh shoved a buttplug up his ass. Josh pulled up Tyler's pants. Tyler exhaled shakily when Josh turned him around. "Look at me," Josh whispered. Tyler hesitantly looked up at Josh, Tyler's eyes watered. "Don't cry. You've been bad all this week. You follow along with this and maybe we'll have something more pleasuring for you later, okay? If not then I get to see you cry and be a whiny brat, won't I? Now be a good boy and get ready," Josh said patting Tyler's ass before leaving. "Oh and, it's a vibrator," Josh smirked before closing the door. Tyler watched him leave desperately, he hated this.
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The show was going a-okay the first 10 minutes until Josh turned on the buttplug in between songs. Tyler's voice faltered, his fingers pushed down involuntarily on the piano keys. Tyler shook his head before gaining his focus again. Tyler's eyes seemed unfocused as he sang, he barely caught the tambourine when it was thrown to him.
"We're Twenty One Pilots and so are you." Screams and cheers echoed through the arena. They ran off stage and to Tyler's dismay Josh ignored him. Tyler grabbed onto Josh's shirt, whining quietly. "Hm?" Josh asked. "P-Please sir," Tyler whimpered. Josh smirked. "Not right now. Keep the buttplug in," Josh whispered. "Okay," Tyler whispered defeated, he let go of Josh's shirt. Josh chuckled. "Why that frown, darling?" he asked gently. "N-No reason, sir," Tyler said, his voice was soft, he looked so vulnerable when he was defeated. "Good boy," Josh smiled before leaving to his dressing room. Tyler sighed.
Once both of them showered in their dressing rooms, the crew decided on going to eat at a buffet. Josh watched Tyler carefully who was across him grabbing food and talking to one of the crew members. Josh decided he was mean enough to turn it on right then. He watched as Tyler set his plate on the buffet counter. "Y-Yeah I'm alright," he heard Tyler say to the crew member. Josh grinned at Tyler when Tyler turned to look at him. Tyler walked to him. "S-Sir, I'm going to c-cum," Tyler whispered. Josh shrugged grabbing Tyler's hand and leading him to their table. Tyler trembled gently.
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Josh stood up to go to the restroom. Tyler watched him before standing up and following him. He grabbed the door from the restroom before it closed. Josh looked at him, Tyler only stared back letting the door close behind him. Josh went to the sink washing his hands, ignoring Tyler's presence. Tyler burst into tears, his small frame shook with his sobs. "I-I'm sorry s-sir," he croaked in between sobs. The oversized sweater he was wearing belonged to Josh and Josh couldn't help but feel pity for the brunette. Tyler wiped his eyes with the sleeves. Josh pushed him against a wall. "You're okay," he whispered. Josh pressed his lips against Tyler's making the younger whine. "Shh, let's go to the hotel, I'll tell them. Go get in the car," Josh whispered handing Tyler the keys to his car. Tyler nodded and rushed to Josh's car.
Soon enough they arrived to the hotel and checked in. Josh pushed Tyler onto the bed not wasting anytime. Clothes were tossed on the floor and their bodies touched closing every gap in between them. Josh rutted against Tyler watching as the brunette whined and gasped. "Fuck Ty, you sound beautiful," Josh whispered. "S-Sir I-," Tyler whined. "It's daddy, love," Josh reminded. Tyler smiled. His mouth fell open when Josh grabbed his member and pumped it in his hand. Tyler moaned loudly, his hips bucking up. "Good boy," Josh whispered, he thumbed Tyler's slit making the brunette squirm. Josh's free hand trailed down to Tyler's hole, he twisted the buttplug in Tyler, Tyler moaned his eyes shutting in pleasure. Tyler looked heavenly. Josh pulled out the buttplug making the bottom groan. "I l-love you," Tyler whispered. " I love you too, darling," Josh whispered, kissing Tyler's cherry lips. Tyler moaned as Josh teased him with his member. "M-More please daddy," Tyler whispered. Josh smiled and pushed into Tyler in a single thrust. "Fuck!" Tyler cried. "Yeah baby," Josh moaned lowly.
He set on a steady pace, snapping his hips. Josh watched as Tyler writhed under him. "D-Ah oh my god-," Tyler moaned when the head of Josh's cock brushed against the bundle of nerves that drove him over the edge. Tyler gasped as Josh kissed his neck, biting hickeys onto his skin. Josh smirked knowing he was marking Tyler in places where he could never hide them. Tyler's eyes glued shut as he came over Josh's and his torso. Josh kept on going chasing his own high. Tyler moaned bouncing up slightly at the force of the thrusts. Josh moaned as he spilled inside of Tyler.
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Tyler stared into the mirror, he whined gently when he saw all the hickeys all over his throat and chest. Josh smiled kissing his cheek. Tyler giggled. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you too Ty," Josh whispered.
(yessss sorry this took so long )
