josh wants nothing more than to ravage the boy sitting beside him, tyler's bare knee pressed firmly against his own, as they sit on the latter's couch. they have been establishing some ground rules, per tyler's request, before he'll let josh have his way with him. a pretty well-rounded list has been created, and the two sit silently reading it over in the notes app on their phones trying to decide if anything else needs to be added.

1. we only have sex for the camera.

2. we only kiss during sex.

3. nothing changes. we're still best friends first.

4. no strings attached.

5. don't tell anybody.

"i can't think of anything else," josh voices, not that he's thought of anything anyway. tyler was the one who came up with all five rules.

"me neither. i think that's good."

josh nods, his lower lip tucked between his teeth as a nervous wave crashes over him. his heart races almost as fast as the hundreds of thoughts blurring through his head. is this really about to happen? what if he embarrasses himself? what if he doesn't do good enough? what if he can't make tyler come? oh god, what if he comes too fast?

"i'm kinda nervous," tyler admits, suddenly, his voice meek and nearly drowned out by the sound of josh's heartbeat drumming in his ears.

"me too." josh chuckles with relief, glad he's not the only one.

"but it's just sex, right? we've both had sex before."

"yeah. lots of times."

"right. this isn't any different."

tyler's stare is so intense josh feels like he's going to melt into a puddle. he wants to say, but isn't it? i've wanted you for so long. this is so wrong. this is unlike anything. but he doesn't. he swallows the words.

unable to string together a coherent response, josh decides to take tyler's face into his hands. his smooth skin grows hot beneath josh's fingers, a red tint adorning tyler's cheeks as his expression softens. he places a hand against josh's chest, preventing him from closing the space between them.

"wait," tyler urges, and josh nearly groans in frustration until he continues, "the camera."

"oh, right."

josh doesn't give a fuck about the camera, but he'll follow tyler's rules. whatever it takes. he waits rather impatiently as tyler leaves and returns with a tripod, moving the coffee table out of the way in favor of setting the tripod up with his phone placed on top.

"professional. maybe you should invest in a real camera."

"shut up," tyler laughs, taking a moment to adjust the camera before he joins josh back on the couch.

"right here?"

"i have a couch cover for a reason."

"dude," josh groans, nose scrunching in disgust.

"what? i wash it!"

"you're disgusting," josh teases, his lips curling into a small smirk.

he drapes one arm over the back of the couch, nearly resting on tyler's shoulders. he uses the other to traces shapes into the skin above tyler's knee, index finger trailing ever-so-slightly closer to the hem of his shorts. he's hyperaware of the camera, wanting to make sure he puts on a good performance.

"just shut up and kiss me already."

josh had expected his hunger to take over, but he finds himself hesitating. despite their rule of nothing changing between them, he knows this is about to change everything. sure, they've done lots of questionable things like cuddling late at night and even tattooing their damn names on each other, but they've never kissed before. they've gotten close a few times, at least in josh's mind, but tyler always seemed to pull away. how could this not change things between them at least a little bit?

slowly, he brings his hand from tyler's knee to his face, carefully brushing his thumb over tyler's plush, pink lips. tyler responds accordingly, his lips parting slightly. his eyes flicker between josh's, full of trust and something else josh can't quite name.

"are you sure?" josh has to check. he has to give tyler another opportunity to back out.

"i'm sure." tyler's voice is a quiet whisper, just barely loud enough for josh to even register that he responded.

josh leans in slowly, bringing one hand to rest in the back of tyler's hair as he connects their foreheads. tyler's eyes fall shut at the contact, but josh takes this as the perfect opportunity to admire his features. he's never been this close to tyler before, and god is he beautiful. from his long lashes, to the slope of his nose, to the curve of his lips. how did josh get so lucky to be in a position like this?

"please," tyler urges, a soft whine that makes josh's breath hitch. he leans in closer, pressing their noses together and letting his own eyes close.

"please what?"

"kiss me."

josh can't fight it any longer, not with tyler practically begging like that. all intentions to take it slow and savor each moment are quickly forgotten as he finally closes the small gap between them. tyler responds with fervor, his lips working urgently against josh's as he grips the front of josh's shirt. electricity dances between them, shooting through josh and seeping into his very bones. the taste of tyler and the feeling of his warm mouth is even better than he could've imagined. the kiss is hard and deliberate and it's not long before josh wants more, more, more.

he urgently grips tyler's hips, the tips of his fingers just barely dipping beneath his shirt and digging into his skin as he pulls him into his lap. tyler straddles him, his thighs on either side of josh's as he hovers above, their lips moving together feverishly. his hands are lost in josh's hair, tugging softly. josh can't take his rapidly growing boner. he needs relief.

with a sudden roar of confidence, his hands sneak around to grip tyler's ass, pulling him down fully and pressing their clothed dicks together. a soft moan falls from tyler's mouth into josh's, the sound raising goosebumps on josh's skin. he takes it as an invitation, slipping his tongue past tyler's lips and tasting him further. he rolls their hips together, gripping tyler's ass to help guide him as they grind against each other.

they continue like that for a while, exploring each other's mouths and moving their hips together with a certain insatiable hunger until josh needs even more. he grabs tyler's shirt by the hem, breaking the kiss only momentarily as he raises the shirt over his head and tosses it on the ground. josh captures tyler's lips once more, his body buzzing as if tyler is a drug he just can't get enough of. he carefully trails his hands up tyler's sides, his thumbs brushing over his ribs before coming to rest on his nipples. josh gently rolls his thumbs against the pink skin, kissing tyler like he'll never get the chance to again.

when josh's brain suddenly decides to remember that there's a camera on them, he realizes this probably isn't the best angle—tyler's back is mostly facing the camera. he snakes an arm around his lower back, one hand gripping his thigh as he swiftly adjusts tyler to lay on his back against the couch. their bodies press together, josh's thigh rubbing against tyler's dick. his other leg hangs haphazardly off the couch, barely enough room for the both of them to fit. 

one hand holds himself up, the other pinches tyler's nipple, gently rolling it between his thumb and index finger. he attacks tyler's neck in a spew of kisses and bites, sucking various hues of blues and purples against the tan skin. tyler tilts his head to the side, giving him better access, and josh can only imagine the look on his face as soft gasps and quiet whines spill from him. he can't wait to watch this back later.

tyler lifts his hips, grinding his dick against josh's thigh. josh grins against his skin, soothing his tongue over one of the various bruises on tyler's throat.

"impatient," josh murmurs, nibbling on the skin above tyler's collarbone.

"can't help it," tyler whines, opting to take a deep breath rather than release the groan in his throat as josh presses his thigh further into him.

"why's that?" josh presses, lowering his mouth to tyler's unoccupied nipple and circling his tongue around the sensitive flesh.

"fuck," tyler breathes, tangling a hand in josh's hair. "need you so bad."

"oh yeah?"

"yes, fuck." tyler whimpers as josh's hand leaves his nipple and lowers to grip his dick through his clothes.

"god, you're so hot, ty."

"call me something else," tyler requests, the skin of his lower lip stretched thin as he pulls it between his teeth.

josh raises an eyebrow, holding his stare for a moment before a slight grin spreads across his features. "whatever you say, baby."

"fuck," tyler repeats, matching josh's grin. "that's good, j."

"j, hmm?" josh hums, pausing to swirl his tongue around tyler's nipple. "come on, we both know what you want to call me."

he keeps his eyes on tyler's, leaving a trail of teasing kisses down his stomach and to the waistband of his shorts. he stops there, waiting for tyler to say the words.

"seriously? c'mon, j, please..."

"embarrassed?" josh asks, hooking his index fingers beneath tyler's shorts. tyler doesn't respond, but the red hue spreading across his face gives josh his answer. "don't be. it's just me."

"that's why it's embarrassing," tyler mutters, making josh laugh.

"it's fine, baby. i want you to, too," he admits, lowering his head to press a warm kiss against tyler's clothed cock. "let me hear it."

tyler groans, instinctively raising his hips against josh's mouth and sighing when he pulls back. he hesitates, gauging how serious josh is, but when his expression remains unchanged and his hands continue to neglect tyler's throbbing dick, tyler caves. "fuck... daddy, please, just..."

he trails off, his eyes searching josh's as a smug grin tugs at the corners of his lips.

"mmm... that's it, baby."

in one swift motion, josh pulls tyler's shorts and underwear down his thighs. his cock springs free, tip a dark shade of red and leaking precum where it rests against his stomach. josh licks his lips, eyeing tyler hungrily as he hastily pulls the clothes from his legs and discards them on the floor where his shirt lays. josh removes his own shirt, adding it to the pile before settling between tyler's legs.

"look at this," josh grins, running his hands up and down the man's quivering thighs. "so beautiful."

tyler only heats up in response, his fingers tightly gripping the couch beneath him as he shifts under josh's stare. he's eager, his hips bucking as josh eases his hands closer and closer. josh gives him a look, wanting to make another comment about tyler being impatient, but he knows he'd be acting the same if the roles were reversed.

"please," tyler whines, his soft plea sending a shiver down josh's spine. "god, please touch me."

josh hums, resting his hands on tyler's hips, his thumbs brushing incredibly close to tyler's flushed cock. he loves seeing him like this, desperate to receive what josh has been dying to give. he longs to take him in his mouth and taste him already, but hearing him beg makes josh feel otherworldly. tingles dance across his skin, his mouth practically watering with anticipation.

"go on, baby. beg for it."

"please, daddy, please touch me. i'm so hard, i... i need you so bad. need you to fuck me, please."

a big, toothy grin spreads across josh's face as he looks up at tyler, slowly trailing his hand across the man's hip. he curls his fingers around the base of tyler's dick, maintaining eye contact as he leans down and licks a stripe across the tip, precum coating his tongue. a broken moan escapes tyler, the sound ringing in josh's ears.

"you taste so good, baby."

"please," tyler whines, thrusting into josh's hand. "more, please... fuck."

josh isn't about to argue with that. he takes tyler into his mouth, immediately swallowing to the base of his cock. tyler inhales sharply, choking out a moan as his fist closes around josh's hair, pulling tightly. josh groans against him, relishing in the pretty sounds that spill from tyler's lips as he skillfully bobs his head along his length.

one hand rests on tyler's hips, holding him down, while the other reaches for his mouth. tyler takes three fingers between his lips, messily lapping at them with his tongue and coating them in saliva. josh hums at the feeling, sending another jolt of vibrations through tyler's cock and making him moan against his fingers.

when josh deems them lubricated enough, he pulls his fingers from tyler's mouth with a pop and pushes his thighs open further. he briefly circles his index finger around tyler's hole before easing the digit inside him, slowly burying it to the knuckle.

"oh god," tyler moans, his back arching off the couch as he tugs on josh's hair. "that's good."

josh pulls his mouth up so his lips rest around the tip of tyler's dick, his tongue grazing over his slit as he watches the way tyler's face contorts in pleasure as he carefully works his finger in and out. he removes his mouth fully, his free hand slowly pumping tyler's throbbing cock as he adds a second finger.

"you like that, baby? feels good?"

"mhm, fuck." tyler gasps, stringing together a mantra of cuss words as josh twists his fingers inside him, scissoring them as he slowly stretches the man. "more."

josh chuckles, pausing his motions as he leans down to press a kiss to the tip of tyler's leaking cock, licking the sweet substance off his lips. "needy little thing, aren't you?"

"sh-shut up." tyler whines from the back of his throat. "just... please."

holding tyler's gaze, he slides a third digit inside him, slowly pushing in to the base of his fingers. tyler's jaw falls slack, a drawn-out moan sounding throughout the room as josh leans down and licks a stripe against the underside of his dick. 

"oh my god."

josh smirks to himself, curling his fingers and finding that spot that makes tyler's eyes roll into the back of his head. he brushes his fingers against it once, twice, watching the way tyler's stomach quivers with each shaky breath before pulling out completely.

the younger whines at the loss, and josh can't help but snicker. "be patient."

he quickly strips down to nothing, discarding his clothes onto the floor with the rest of them. tyler's eyes widen at the sight of his thick cock, a dark blush spreading across his chest.

"fuck, j."

josh spits into his hand, using it to lube himself up as he grins down at his best friend. tyler's reaction is authentic and not just for the camera, and the realization makes his stomach swirl with strange excitement. tyler wants this just as bad as he does. he pumps himself a few times, coating his length with saliva before lining himself up with tyler's hole.

"ready, ty?"

tyler nods eagerly, his legs lifting to wrap around josh's waist. "please..."

josh leans down, capturing tyler's lips in a kiss as he slowly, carefully buries his length inside tyler down to the very base of his cock. he swallows the man's whimpers, remaining still as he allows tyler the time to adjust around him, soothing a tender hand through his hair.

"shhh," he murmurs against his lips, the kiss being lazy and sloppy. "i know you can take it."

"god," tyler groans, his nails digging into josh's shoulders. "feels so good, j."

"yeah?" josh presses a few kisses against the hickeys on his neck, his chest soaring with pride knowing he's the one who marked him up like that for everyone to see. "you feel fucking amazing, god."

"just fuck me already." the man whines, shifting his hips slightly to urge josh further.

"mhm... anything you say, baby," josh whispers, grinning as a shudder ripples through tyler's body.

he pulls out almost entirely before pressing back in slowly, moaning a soft curse into the skin of tyler's neck. he ruts into tyler at an agonizingly slow place, willing himself not to lose control just yet so he can bask in tyler's delicious whimpers. he's sure from the videos he watched that tyler likes it rough, but he can't quite bring himself to treat tyler with anything other than tenderness. not this time, at least. not yet. not for their first time together. he needs to make it clear how much tyler means to him, how much this means to him. he'll have plenty of opportunities to be rough with him in the future. he pulls back once more, this time snapping his hips back against tyler's skin in one quick thrust.

"s-so, fuck, so good," tyler praises, making josh smile with satisfaction.

as he begins to quicken his pace a bit, tyler rolls his hips to push back against him with each thrust. tyler's breath is ragged, his nails dragging across josh's biceps before gripping them tightly.

"so perfect, ty, fuck," josh moans, keeping a relentless pace as he thrusts into his friend. "been needing to fuck you so bad, ah, always wanted to," he admits, lust getting the better of him as he babbles mindlessly.

"ah, fuck!" tyler gasps, tightening around josh as he angles his body to hit his prostate over and over again. "me-fuck!-me too... fuck. don't stop."

and josh doesn't.

hearing tyler's confession only drives him further, holding himself up with one hand while the other lowers to grip tyler's cock. he pumps him in rhythm with his thrusts, feeling fire begin to spread deep in his abdomen as his climax quickly sneaks up on him.

"want you to come, baby," he demands, nibbling at the skin below tyler's ear in an attempt to stifle the loud moan that burns in the back of his throat.

"uh-huh, gonna come," tyler shares, his head tilting back and eyes squeezing shut as his mouth falls open. "oh god, oh fuck..."

"look at me," josh orders, resting his sweat-coated forehead on the other's.

tyler's eyes flutter back open, and josh completely loses himself in those swirling brown eyes, his thrusts growing sloppy as he wills himself not to come yet. tyler clenches around him, his eyes half rolling into the back of his head, fighting to stay locked on josh's.

"oh, pleeease... fuck, please. god, i'm gonna..." tyler trails off, his nails digging into josh's skin as he comes with a broken yell, his back arching as come spills between the two of them in thick ribbons.

"oh my god," josh pants, a moan escaping deep from within his chest. he's close behind, his hips stuttering as he knits his brows and finishes inside his best friend, chest heaving rapidly.

tyler whines at the feeling, finally breaking eye contact as he lets his head drop to rest against the couch. he breathes heavily, taking a moment to collect himself before sending a smile in josh's direction.

"holy shit."

"yeah," josh chuckles.

he hesitantly removes himself from tyler and watches his come slowly seep out of him. he swallows thickly, licking his lips as his eyes flicker between his come leaking out and tyler's own come pooling on his stomach. he dips two fingers into tyler's come, scooping some up before sticking them in his mouth and licking them clean. he can't help the moan that reverberates in his chest, savoring the taste of tyler's climax.

"you're disgusting," tyler grins, mocking the way josh had teased him earlier.

"oh, shut up," josh rolls his eyes, dipping his head down to lick tyler's come off of him. "don't act like you wouldn't swallow every drop of mine."

tyler giggles at the sensation of josh's tongue against his stomach, writhing beneath him. "whatever."

"see?"

"shut up."

josh gently kneads the inside of his thigh, sitting up to take in tyler's appearance. his eyes rake over the man's naked body, a feeling he can't quite place floating in his stomach. disbelief, maybe, that he actually just fucked tyler? it sinks in slowly, a satisfied sigh blowing past josh's lips.

"can't believe we just did that."

"why not?" tyler questions, slowly sitting up and stretching out his back.

"i just... i meant what i said. about how i've always wanted to."

"oh." tyler's face very quickly turns red. he glances at the camera, groaning as he lifts himself off the couch. "me too."

josh smiles to himself, his eyes catching tyler's ass while he turns off the recording and grabs his phone from the tripod. "well? how was it? everything you expected?"

josh is dying to know.

"i've had better," tyler states simply, throwing a half-smile over his shoulder at josh before turning his attention to his phone.

"fuck you, dude," josh laughs. his stomach clenches with... something, but he quickly brushes it off. "let's go again, then. i'll show you."

"too tired." tyler shakes his head. "tomorrow?"

"fine. tomorrow."

tyler is quiet for a moment, playing their video back on his phone as his moans resound through the room. he returns to sit on the couch beside josh, showing him the video.

"dude, look. this is great."

josh glances at the screen, cursing under his breath as he feels his dick start to harden again at the sight of him fucking tyler. he quickly averts his gaze, gathering his clothes from the floor.

"does this mean it's not weird if i subscribe to your onlyfans now?"

"why? so you can watch yourself? isn't that a little vain?" tyler teases, making josh roll his eyes.

"no, dimwit, so i can watch you."

"ohhh," tyler grins, repeating josh's words, "so you can watch me. well, sure. maybe you could learn a thing or two."

"dick."

josh stands, pulling his boxers back on and handing tyler his.

"i'm gonna shower," tyler announces, wiping sweat off his forehead onto the back of his hand.

"can i join?"

"no," tyler laughs, "you can use the other one, though. wanna watch the office after?"

"sure," josh agrees, an inexplicable weight settling in his chest. he forces his lips into a smile.

tyler returns his grin before leaving him alone. josh sighs, furrowing his brows as he looks down at the ground. what the hell was that? he quickly buries the feeling deep into the crevices of his mind, forcing himself to forget about it as he gathers his pile of clothes and heads for the unoccupied shower.

a/n: this was my first time writing smut since i was like 16 or 17 so please go easy on me