"are you fucking serious?" the brunet whispered to himself as the little lines on his fore arm created a small dick.
his soulmate really needed to stop drawing dicks on their arm.
top!josh
bottom!tyler
there's no way he can keep this a secret. he knows himself too well. it's a much better idea to tell him sooner rather than later, but fuck, how do you tell your best friend that you just got off to a video of them getting rammed from behind?
his finger hovers over the call button of tyler's contact, a lump in his throat. does he really have to tell him he got off to it? he could just say he found it and called him right away.
*
in which josh accidentally finds tyler's pornos and takes it as the perfect opportunity to ask him to be friends with benefits.