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“Hey, Ty. Wanna smoke with me?” Josh walks into their hotel room, unlit joint in his right hand, lighter in the other.
Tyler smiles, “Okay.” Tyler has only smoked weed a couple of times, but he likes the feeling he gets from it even though it makes his throat a little scratchy the next day.
Josh walks over and sits criss-cross on Tyler’s bed directly in front of the boy. Tyler thinks the room is suddenly ten degrees warmer.
Josh goes first. He brings the joint to his lips and flicks the small lighter against the tip. He breathes in, then lets the smoke billow out of his mouth like a fucking pro.
“Your turn.” Josh offers it to Tyler. He takes a hit and holds it for a few seconds before breathing out. He coughs, face turning hot from embarrassment.
“Sorry,” he says, sheepishly, handing the blunt back to josh.
“Hey, no, you’re okay… I can shotgun you if you want.” Josh offers quickly, blushing profusely.
Tyler speaks timidly, “O-okay.”
Josh smiles and takes another hit, this time holding it in. He grabs a hold of the back of Tyler’s head softly and brings him face to face with him. Tyler parts his lips. Then, josh is pressing his lips against the younger boy- feather-light, before blowing smoke into the boy's mouth. Tyler inhales deeply, warmth spreading through him. He doesn’t know if it’s the smoke or the way Josh’s eyes fall shut like he was enjoying himself.
Tyler tests the waters. He leans back in, pressing his lips to Josh’s. His eyes are shut tight because he’s afraid of seeing Josh’s reaction. He doesn’t need to see Josh’s reaction. He feels it.
Josh is moving his soft lips against his, rubbing soft circles on Tyler's clothed knee. The kiss doesn’t last long, they pull apart.
At that moment, Tyler isn’t feeling his high as much. What he does feel is butterflies in his stomach and his heart pounding against his rib cage. He may be concerned if Josh wasn’t staring at him like that.
And, he has to say something. Because he feels there’s no better time than now.
“Josh,” Here goes everything.
“Yeah?” Josh is more alert now.
“I'm falling for you… and that scares the hell out of me. I don't know if it's the weed talking or it's the way you look at me- but, I do know that my heart won't stop leaping out my fucking chest when I'm with you.”
Josh stares for a minute which worries Tyler. But then he smiles softly, pressing his hand to Tyler’s cheek, his stubble tickles Josh’s palm.
“But, I don't wanna fall if you're not fallin’ with me.” Tyler chews on his bottom lip.
“Ty, I’ve been falling for you since day one,” Josh says.
Tyler gasps softly at Josh’s confession, heart thumping like a rabbit. “Kiss me again. Please.”
Josh leans forwards, his breath on Tyler’s lips, the smell of pot between them. Then, he connects his lips with Tyler’s once more, and Tyler swears he feels shockwaves through his body. They move slowly at first but suddenly Tyler feels bold and licks over Josh’s bottom lip. Josh sighs, happily as they move in unison, only stopping to breathe.
They stare at one another for a second before Tyler is pulling him back in by the back of his head, gripping onto his blue curls, their lips crashing like waves. Tyler squeaks when Josh licks into his mouth, tongues touching as things get heated.
Tyler shivers because Josh is running his cold hand up and down his side. His shirt is hiked up just enough to expose the tan skin there. Josh is the first to pull away.
And then, Josh asks just what Tyler was hoping he’d ask, “You wanna…”
He’s not sure what they’re going to do but all he knows is he wants this so bad. “Yes, so much.” Tyler nods, eyes wide like a baby deer.
Josh starts sucking on his neck, and Tyler moans for the first time that night. “Can I take this off?” Josh tugs on Tyler’s sweatpants.
Tyler nods, lifting his hips allowing Josh to pull them off and throw them on the floor, carelessly. Josh begins palming him through his boxers, slowly.
Tyler gasps, his body is warm all over. When josh hooks his thumbs into the waistband of Tyler's boxers, he swears he's on fire. With a swift tug, Josh has Tyler’s boxers off. He wastes no time taking Tyler's hard cock into his hand, pumping a couple of times and Tyler is thrusting his hips into the air.
He’s already over-sensitive and dizzy from trying to catch his breath. He’s soft and warm from the way Josh leans down to kiss and latch onto his neck, sucking gently. “J, please…” he whines as Josh strokes his cock far too slow.
It takes him a minute to process that josh is getting naked now. Tyler admires him in his naked glory. “Please do something,” Tyler begs.
Josh nods and thinks for a minute because there are so many things he could do. He decides on something, grabbing both of their cocks together in his large fist. The contrast of their members makes Tyler moan. He throws his head back as josh jerks the both of them off at a steady pace. Neither of them will last long, but they don’t need to.
“Ah-“ Tyler moans when josh thumbs over the head of his dick. Josh’s movements become faster and Tyler feels the heat pooling in his abdomen. And josh does too, judging by the way his brows are furrowed and the way his blunt nails scratch down Tyler’s thigh with his empty hand.
“Mmm, look so pretty, Ty.” He grunts.
“Close, J, so close.” Tyler whimpers, back arching, knees shaking.
Josh leans in close to his ear and says, “Come for me, baby.”
Then, his toes are curling, nails dragging down Josh’s back before he comes with a shout, his vision blurring at the intensity. He watches when josh comes almost immediately after him, face scrunched with pleasure.
Josh strokes them through their bliss before collapsing on top of him. Tyler welcomes the weight, smiling softly.
Josh kisses his jaw once, twice, then he’s snuggling up to him. His hand finds Tyler’s own. He grips tightly and Tyler’s heart flutters.
“Can we sleep now?” Tyler asks, voice small, sated.
Josh nods and Tyler feels the stubble on his cheek. They readjust which allows josh to wrap his arms around Tyler’s soft middle. A kiss on his shoulder is felt. Tyler melts.
“Love you, J.”
“Loved you since day one, honey.”