josh quickly told his parents goodnight, before heading up to his room. he shut his door behind him, groaning and looking down at the bulge in his pants.

nothing necessary happened, josh just got to thinking, apparently with his dick. he was about to go to bed anyways, so it wasn't that bad.

tyler was texting him right now, so maybe he just started having dirty thoughts about the boy unknowingly.

josh chuckled to himself a bit, when tylers text he just sent said

tyler j: ahh, so anyways wyd

"oh just thinking about you, about to jack off, nothing new." he thought. he wondered what tyler would say if he sent that to him.

he told him he was in bed, and was probably about to go to sleep soon. he set his phone down on his nightstand, before turning off all the lights, locking his door, and then climbing in bed. he really hoped jordan didn't want to come in tonight.

josh palmed himself through his basketball shorts, opening his mouth a bit in pleasure. he grabbed his phone again, to pull up some porn or something. gay of course.

he found a good video and started watching it, still palming himself. he sighed a bit, it wasn't gonna get him off. he had one thing set on his mind and porn couldn't give him that. he cleared it, before setting his phone back down. it buzzed twice, from tylers texts but josh ignored it.

he felt guilty, but then hey, tyler told him that josh was the only thing that could get him off. he wished he had the videos of them fucking. they were on tylers phone if he still had them. he thought itd be kind of weird to randomly ask tyler for videos of them fucking so he could get off.

"fuck it." josh huffed. he was beyond horny at this point. he thought he'd let his imagination do some of the work, so he grabbed one of his pillows. he slid off his shorts so he was in his boxers, before he rolled over on to the pillow.

he whimpered a bit as he set the pillow in between his legs, and rolled his hips down against them. he imagined tylers hands on his ass, pulling them down harder, and squeezing.

the friction caused josh to quietly moan out, so he bit down on the top of the pillow and rolled his hips harder. he wanted to be on top of tyler, making him feel good. he wanted tyler on top of him, hand around his neck.

josh rolled back over so he was on his back, as he caught his breath a bit. his dick was aching, begging for a touch, and soaking through with precum.

he grabbed his phone first, opening tylers text.

tyler j: me too
tyler j: after i bust this fat nut i'm about to do ngl

joshs face went red, he wondered if tyler was thinking about him. he hoped so. he slightly giggled.

j: you read my mind

he put his phone back down, and pushed the blankets off to the side so he had better access. he smirked to himself a bit, not gonna lie his dick looked pretty good in his calvin's.

he pushed the waistband of them down, and pulled out his dick. he gasped quietly, closing his eyes as he tightened his grip.

josh reached over to his nightstand, and pulled out his bottle of lube, pouring some in his hand and then putting it back. he wrapped his hand around himself, letting out a shaky breath. his phone buzzed.

he started moving his hand up and down, slowly at first, but gradually picking up his speed. he whined a bit, bucking his hips up into his hand.

he imagined tylers hand wrapped around him, or tylers mouth. he imagine looking down and seeing his long brown hair sticking up everywhere from him pulling on it. he imagined feeling tylers teeth nip at his thighs and stomach and neck.

he wanted tylers fingers in him, stretching him out, getting him ready. josh let out a breathy groan, imagining tyler was doing the same thing right now, which ngl he was.

"t-ty please oh." josh whimpered, his face going red after he said it in fear someone heard him. he really didn't know why he said it, it was an impulse.

he bit down on his lip, as he sped up his hand movements, going at different paces and squeezing at different points. he ran his thumb across the head, hips jerking at the sensitivity.

he brought his other hand to tug at and tangle in his hair, wishing it was tylers calloused hands pulling it. he wished he heard tylers gruff voice in his ear, telling him how good he was being, or how well he was taking him.

he gasped slightly, remembering he actually did have something. he opened snapchat and unlocked his my eyes only.

he found the picture, clicking on it and increasing his hand speed. it was a dick pic he received from tyler, who told him to screenshot it. he was holding it up with his hand, and there was precum beading at the tip.

josh honestly missed the feeling of tyler deep in him. he missed just the thought of sex in general, not just specifically with tyler. he liked the feeling he received from sex.

he whined again, thumbing over the head and slit again. he was close, but not quite there yet. he set his phone down somewhere on the bed, as he closed his eyes and picture tyler in between his legs, his face buried in his thighs.

"o-oh god f-fuck." he moaned, pushing his shirt up as he felt his stomach drop he whined, squeezing his thighs together as he jerked faster, finally releasing across his hand and stomach.

he continued to pump himself, riding through his high as he took in deep breaths.

"fuck." he said, turning on his lamp. he blushed when he saw the mess he made all over himself. guilt also almost immediately flooded him. he wiped himself off with tissues, throwing them in his little trash can.

maybe it was his hormones from just finishing or whatever, but he felt a heavy weight on his chest now. he felt bad, for using tyler to get himself off, when number one, tyler didn't know about it he didn't consent, and two...

why didn't he think of max?

why didn't max get him off? why could he not think about him or look at his pictures? i mean max was his boyfriend for a good while, he had sex with him, so why was his mind completely over him.

he just felt bad, like a terrible person, because he was. he cheated on max again after promising and promising him that i would never happen again. three times. he cheated on him three times.

and every time max came back after saying he wouldn't.

josh broke his damn heart. three separate times. he was terrible.

josh slightly laughed, catching himself crying over this boy again. what was with these two guys that josh couldn't get over either of them.

at an impulsive decision, josh grabbed his phone and opened snapchat. max never blocked him, and josh never blocked max. he opened tylers text first.

t: my nut was in fact very fat
t: how was yours

j: very fat also, 10/10 would recommend.

he slightly chuckled through his tears because sometimes he just makes himself laugh.

he swiped over on maxs name, and again impulsively started typing.

j: i'm sorry. i don't expect you to forgive me. i'm not good enough for you. you deserve someone who will actually treat you like you deserve. you don't have to answer. i just want to let you know that i know how bad i fucked up.

he sent the text, almost immediately regretting it. he was such an idiot. why is no one there to stop him everytime he texts his exes, which is apparently a lot.

tyler hasn't opened his snap yet, so he set his phone down on his chest and closed his eyes. he was so nervous. he didn't know if he wanted max to answer, or to just act like it never happened. he was so scared.

his phone buzzed, and his eyes when wide. he slowly lifted it up to see, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding when it was just the notification for tylers typing.

he sat it back down, ignoring it when it buzzed again because he knew it was just tylers text. he froze though when it buzzed again.

max p is typing...

"ohmygod." josh said, hands starting to shake. he couldn't help it as more tears flowed out of his eyes.

he groaned, why did max have to take so fucking long to reply. he held his breath when he got the notification that max sent him a chat.

m: it's okay. it's done and over with

josh arched his eyebrows. why wasn't he freaking out on him. why wasn't he cussing at him and stuff. that's what he would've done.

j: really? that's it?

m: what else am i suppose to say
m: all this shit got way out of hand anyways

josh stared at his phone.

j: what do you mean it got out of hand?

he swiped off, accidentally opening tylers chat. he wasn't in the mood.

tyler: very good i'll have to try it sometime

j: yes
j: i'm gonna go to bed. gn

t: alright. goodnight. sweet dreams❤️

he sent the text. he felt bad he left it kind of short. but he wasn't in the mood to flirt right now. he opened max's text.

m: nothing

j: no. tell me

m: i'm not gonna tell you over text

j: you're scaring me. what the fuck are you talking about

m: i'll come over tomorrow
m: tyler should come too

j: max i'm not gonna be able to sleep.

m: it's okay. just you should know something and it shouldn't be over text i tell you

j: were you cheating on me?

m: no
m: would it even be a big deal if i was though, it's not like it didn't exist in our relationship

j: im sorry

m: are you and tyler a thing now? i see your story with him on it sometimes

j: no. just friends

m: fr?

j: yeah
j: i'm taking a break from dating right now

m: do you like him?

j: idk. he's changed he really has

m: ok
m: gn

josh sighed, frustrated. he wasn't gonna be able to sleep now. he was scared. he had no reason to be mad with the short texting, he deserved it.

all he could do was wait. and man was he not good at that.

j: wait what time are you coming? tyler needs to come? who's gonna tell him. nobody's gonna be at my house tomorrow but me

m:  i'll come around 4. tell tyler to come over
m: gn

josh cursed. why was he being so complicated. he said he didn't cheat. what else could there be to talk about. maybe he was playing him from the start. maybe it was a dare by his friends, and that's why he didn't want him to meet his family or anything.

maybe max was a lying, manipulative sociopath.

josh was making himself go crazy just thinking. he plugged his phone up and set it down, before sighing and burying his face in his pillow. he bit down on it, softly chewing it. tyler and max both always thought it was cute how josh would unknowingly chew on things, like his sleeve or the blanket or even like their finger. jordan did the same thing.

he rolled back over, and wrapped himself in the blankets. he really didn't see much sleep in his future. it was saturday, so he didn't have to worry about school the next day.

he sighed and shrugged, knowing he was gonna be up all night anyways.

might as well jack off again.

A/N:
guess how many times josh jacked off that night, winner gets a shoutout