josh is horny, but that's nothing new.

he's settled against his bed, his head propped up with a few pillows as he uses one hand to scroll through pornhub on his phone. the other snakes below the waistband of his sweatpants, palming his hard-on through the thin material of his boxer briefs. the room is dark, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the screen where his eyes are currently fixated, searching through several porno videos. he runs his palm along his length slowly, teasing himself until he can find the perfect video to get off to.

one happens to catch his attention. the thumbnail displays a POV image of a brown-eyed brunette sucking off the guy holding the camera. an onlyfans link rests at the bottom of the image. josh taps on it, turning his phone sideways to watch full-screen as the video buffers.

he guides his hand beneath his underwear, gripping the base of his dick and pumping himself slowly as the black screen is quickly replaced by the image of the brunette boy on his knees. he's looking up at the camera, a small grin planted on his face as the cameraman reaches out and caresses his chin. without the guy's dick in the way, josh can make out the boy's features much more clearly. his breath catches in his throat, halting his motions as he blinks at the screen.

is that tyler?

the boy in the video looks extremely similar to josh's best friend. he has the same slender face, the same perfect nose, and the same plush pink lips. josh's brows knit in confusion, lifting his phone closer to his face as he analyzes the boy on the screen.

no, it can't be.

the cameraman places his thumb between the boy's lips, forcing his mouth open. josh watches intently, his heart lurching out of his chest as he notices the boy has crooked teeth identical to tyler.

he's still in denial, watching in disbelief as the boy lifts his shirt over his head and discards it beside him. tyler's tattoos sit clear as day against his tan chest, not leaving any more room for josh to doubt. he quickly pauses the video, his heart racing in his chest as he inhales slowly.

fuck, okay. tyler has a pornhub account. josh found it.

he stares at the paused image, unable to ignore the way his dick twitches at seeing tyler on his knees like that. josh has always been attracted to tyler; he's known that since the moment they met. tyler is beautiful. he's everything josh could ever want. the only problem is they're friends. best friends, at that. josh has always valued tyler's friendship so much that he would never risk doing anything to jeopardize it.

but now? josh's curiosity is getting the better of him.

without a second thought, he presses play on the video.

tyler is left in only his underwear, sitting on his thighs as he looks up at the cameraman. the guy's dick is in frame suddenly, and next thing josh knows he's watching tyler give him a blowjob. his head bobs slowly, his lips gliding smoothly along the guy's length as he coats it with saliva. the guy grabs a fistful of tyler's hair, moaning quietly as he takes him further and further down his throat.

josh is mesmerized, not daring to blink as he admires his friend through the screen. tyler looks at the camera through long lashes, a soft pink blush painting his cheeks as he holds eye contact with the camera and lets the cameraman fuck his mouth. the guy curses under his breath, but josh barely hears it over the low moan tyler hums against him. a shudder ripples through him at the sound, and for a moment josh can picture himself as the one behind the camera, tyler sucking him off.

he continues to watch, feeling frozen in place as tyler works the guy towards his release. josh knows what he's doing is wrong. he should've turned the video off the second he realized, but he just can't look away. when the video ends with tyler swallowing the guy's climax, josh can't help his eyes from wandering to the name of the user who uploaded it.

babyboytyjo

it matches the name in the onlyfans link, and josh breathes out an airy chuckle. tapping on the username takes him to tyler's profile. it's too late to back out now, anyway.

josh slowly scrolls through the videos listed on his page, chewing on his lower lip as he soaks in the lewd images of tyler. once he reaches the bottom of the first page, he quickly scrolls back to the top and clicks on the top rated video—the thumbnail being a still frame of tyler getting fucked over the edge of someone's bed.

it opens with them kissing, tyler's plump, velvet lips parting as the other guy slips his tongue in his mouth. his hand closes around tyler's throat, making the brunette whine in response. josh's dick throbs, begging for some kind of relief. inhaling sharply, he brings his hand to his mouth, spitting into his palm before carefully snaking his hand beneath his boxers. he closes his fingers around his length, hissing softly at the sudden pressure.

is he really doing this right now?

his hand moves slowly, jerking himself off to the image of tyler getting finger-banged. the sounds spilling from him are deliciously sweet, his face contorted in pleasure as the fingers twist inside him, slowly stretching his hole. josh watches in awe, his eyes focused on tyler's expression and the way he reacts as the other guy eases his dick into him.

his eyes roll back into his head and his jaw falls slack, a loud moan sounding through josh's phone. josh strokes himself faster, his breath stuttering as he curls his wrist just the way he likes it.

tyler is even more beautiful than he could've ever imagined, especially in such an obscene position. his stomach is flat on the bed, his hands stretched out in front of him as he grips the sheets. he's bent over at the waist, his ass perched in the air as he gets fucked from behind. his head is against the mattress, facing the camera to stare into it.

although josh usually pays attention to the action when he watches porn, he finds himself unable to tear his gaze away from those beautiful brown eyes. tyler's eyes are hooded, his pupils blown wide as sultry sounds fall from his open mouth. his eyebrows are scrunched as his face contorts in pleasure, the sight enough to make josh dizzy. his climax is building quickly. he strokes himself faster, watching the way tyler's hand lowers to touch himself.

the guy fucking tyler reaches out with one hand and grips a fistful of his hair, forcing his head off the mattress. he chokes out a gasp as the guy leans forward, his stomach touching tyler's lower back as his other hand closes around his throat. his pace slows, but every time he thrusts into tyler it's hard and fast.

"you fucking like that?" he asks.

tyler mumbles a soft uh-huh in-between moans, the sound sending a shiver down josh's spine, before he also utters, "oh god, i'm gonna come."

the guy places his hands back on tyler's hips, letting his head drop back to the mattress as he returns to his previous rhythm, his skin snapping against tyler's. a low hum escapes josh as a rush of pleasure jolts through him suddenly, his release drawing closer as he tries to imagine it's tyler he's fucking instead of his hand.

tyler looks and sounds heavenly as he comes, and the sight finally sends josh over the edge. he comes in his hand, a shudder ripping through his body as he moans lowly, completely captivated by the boy on the screen. josh works himself through his orgasm, a warm wetness coating the inside of his underwear. he exhales slowly as the video ends and the screen goes black. he's left looking at his own reflection and, suddenly, a deep guilt settles in the pit of his stomach.

holy fuck. did he really just do that?

heart racing in his chest, josh quickly closes out of the tab and clears his browsing history, trying to ignore the heaviness in his chest for the moment as he carefully slides from his bed and strips naked, throwing his sweats and boxers in his laundry bin. he throws on a clean pair of underwear before crawling back into bed. he lays flat on his back, his eyes fixed on the dark ceiling as the weight of what he's just done slowly sinks in.

he just came to a porno of tyler. his best friend.

shit.

he can still clearly remember the details of the boy's face as he came, the curvature of his spine, his plump ass in the air, the look in his eyes, how his pretty pink lips look around a guy's cock, his ravishing moans... god, josh can feel himself getting hard again. he shakes his head like an etch-a-sketch, trying to dismiss the lewd images as he sighs heavily.

there's no way he can keep this a secret. he knows himself too well. trying to keep this from tyler is going to eat away at him until the guilt and shame are too much to bear, and then he'll end up telling him anyway. 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?

josh picks his phone up, trying not to think about what he was just using it for as he unlocks it. 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.

josh happens to glance at the time and realizes its almost one in the morning. tyler might not even be awake right now anyway. he decides to text him.

hey you up?

chewing on his lower lip, josh feels sick to his stomach with anxiety as he stares at the message. after a few moments of nothing, he settles for scrolling through twitter to try and rid himself of the impure images of tyler that keep infiltrating his thoughts. suddenly, his phone vibrates.

yeah what's up j :)

josh's heart sinks. he was so badly hoping tyler was already asleep. his thumbs hover over the screen hesitantly. what is he supposed to say?

nothing just bored

idiot. he's an idiot and a coward.

go to sleep then moron

but i'm not tired

well it's 1am j, what else can you do?

oh, if only you knew.

good point

well what are you doing

watching the office

sounds fun

yeah would be better if you were here though

everything's more fun with you :p

josh smiles at that, but it quickly vanishes when he remembers what a weird, disgusting friend he is.

i can come over and watch tmrw?

sounds like a plan

see you tmrw

goodnight j

goodnight t

josh sighs, rereading the messages between them as he bites the inside of his cheek. great, so now he has to do this in person. that's just fucking great and not terrifying at all.

he plugs in his phone to charge and sets it on his nightstand, curling into a ball beneath his covers as his brain runs a million miles a minute trying to think of every possible way this conversation can go. tyler might not want to be friends anymore; he might hate josh. or maybe tyler will be embarrassed but they'll go on like nothing ever happened and never speak of it again. this could also be the perfect chance for josh to suggest tyler makes a video with him...

no. he couldn't possibly do that and risk getting rejected and fucking up their friendship.

he groans in frustration, rolling towards the wall and staring straight ahead at it. he has absolutely no idea how this conversation will go, or if he'll even be able to work up the courage to mention it at all. for now, he shuts his eyes in a futile attempt to get some sleep.