"come in!"

tyler swings open jenna's door, mouth agape at the sight. she's standing before a mirror wearing only underwear, no bra, and straightening her hair. she looks at the boy through the mirror, offering him a smile. "oh, hey tyler."

"uhh," he murmurs, blinking a few times. he shuts the door behind him, forcing himself to look anywhere except the beautiful girl in front of him. "hey."

"do you need something?" she asks politely, clearly un-phased despite her current state.

"no, not really. i was just looking for someone to talk to, and i figured you'd be my best bet."

"oh, why? what's up?" she eyes him, eyes lingering for just a moment before she turns back to the mirror and continues with her hair.

tyler sighs softly. he sits on her bed, allowing himself to finally look at her. sometimes tyler hates that he swings both ways. it would be so much easier to be surrounded by beautiful girls that walk around half-naked if he was just gay. but no, life just loves to torment him.

"are you friends with debby?" he asks.

"yeah, we're really close. did something happen between you two?" she raises an eyebrow.

"not exactly... it just seems like every time i tell her something about josh, she runs off and tells him. i get that she's his bottom or whatever, but is that really necessary?"

"oooh tea time," jenna grins. she turns toward tyler, her breasts now on full display, as she continues straightening her hair. "no, it's not necessary. that's just the way she is. she's a great friend, as long as you don't say anything about josh. i'm pretty sure she thinks that telling him every little thing that's said about him will make him like her more, but she's wrong."

"ohhh," tyler hums. "that makes sense, i guess. well, josh just held me up against a wall by my throat because she told him something i said about him."

"daaaamn," jenna chuckles, unplugging her straightener and running her hands through her hair. "shouldn't you be getting ready to go out tonight?"

"i'm a guy, it takes me like ten minutes to get ready."

"true, you lucky bastard." she sighs dramatically. "girls take time to look good."

"you already look good," tyler blurts out, a bit embarrassed afterward. "i mean... not just because you're, like, shirtless. like... you're just beautiful. all the time."

"thanks, ty," she smiles. "i have to say, you're a beautiful boy."

"that's what everyone keeps telling me," he half-mutters to himself.

"hm?"

"nothing," he says, standing. quiet falls over them, a certain feeling lingering in the air. tension? sexual tension?

tyler bites his lower lip, letting his eyes roam over jenna's body while she does the same to him. they eye each other up, down, and back up again, their eyes meeting.

"i like you, tyler. i think we'll get along just fine," jenna says softly.

tyler doesn't know what to say in response, so he just stays quiet. he reaches out, his fingertips brushing against the girl's cheek before they lower and brush through her hair. his hands skip past her breasts, trailing instead down her bare sides.

"hey, jen- " a voice calls out as the door opens. josh stands there, dumbfounded, staring at the two. his expression changes from shocked, to pissed, to blank—all in a matter of five seconds.

tyler pulls away, crossing his arms against his chest and tucking his hands beneath his armpits. he doesn't know if he should feel scared or not, but he definitely does. jenna seems unbothered, though, greeting the man with a, "hey, daddy. what's up?"

"i see you and tyler are getting along nicely," he says. tyler can feel him staring a hole into the side of his head.

"yeah," she giggles. "i guess you could say that."

"well," josh starts. "you know the rules. i expect you to follow them."

"yes, i know," she nods, taking a tiny step away from tyler. "but what did you need?"

"actually, i need tyler."

god dammit. of course, why wouldn't he need tyler? why couldn't tyler just be left the hell alone for more than a half hour?

"oh, okay!" she smiles, nudging the brunette toward josh. "well here you go."

"thank you," he says, grabbing the boy by the wrist as he drags him out of the room, and he doesn't just stop there. josh drags tyler down the hallway, downstairs, and into a set of double doors that lead to a bedroom tyler didn't even know existed.

"what did i do now?" he asks, glancing around the room.

the floor is white marble, the walls surrounding them a muted blue. a double bed covered with a white duvet sits along the furthest wall. the room is neat aside from the various papers and pictures scattered across the dresser.

"nothing, i just wanted to get you away from her." josh shrugs nonchalantly, dropping tyler's wrist finally.

"what? why?"

"do you know how to distinguish between lust and love?" the man asks, looming over the poor boy.

"um, yes? that's literally a part of my job," tyler points out, josh nodding in agreement.

"yes, i know that. i just hope you can do the same in this household. you need to understand this; lust is tolerable, but love? unacceptable."

"woah, woah, woah. who ever said i loved anybody in this house?" tyler asks defensively, building the confidence to meet josh's eyes.

"nobody. i'm just telling you the same rules i've told the girls."

"and you had to do it in here?" tyler raises an eyebrow, gesturing around the room. "what is this, your bedroom?"

"yes," josh chuckles, the only time tyler has ever heard anything close to a laugh come out of him. "i don't know why i brought you in here, to be honest."

"well, can i go now?" tyler urges, taking a small step toward the door.

"not so fast there, hon," josh says, stepping in front of the boy. "i'm not finished with this conversation."

tyler lets out a little whine, stepping away from the man. "what else is there to say?"

"is there anybody in this house that you lust for, tyler?" he asks, getting that stupid little smirk again.

"i don't think that's any of your business," the brunette responds snarkily.

"you fail to remember that i am above you and you will tell me whatever i ask," josh raises an eyebrow, the smirk gone as quick as it came.

"and you fail to realize that you don't need to know my personal business," tyler counters, just testing josh as this point. he doesn't mean to argue, but he doesn't see why josh needs to know who he wants to fuck.

josh raises his palm, the younger immediately taking a step back for fear of what's to follow. but josh just clenches his palm into a fist and lowers it again, exhaling deeply.

"you want to know something?"

"um.. i guess."

"i lust for you, tyler."

"oh, cool," he replies lamely, but then the words sink in. "wait, what? oh, fuck."

josh breaks out into a full on grin, watching the flustered boy struggle to find words. tyler drops his eyes to the ground, trying to figure out what the hell is going to happen to him now.

"and i know you lust for me."

"what? heh..." tyler pretends to laugh, waving his hand playfully. "you're just full of yourself."

"excuse me?"

"shit, no, i was joking," tyler quickly explains.

"so you do, hm?" josh grins again, reaching out and touching the boy's burning cheek. tyler leans into the touch ever so slightly, his eyes shutting as he takes a deep breath. when he opens them again, josh is still smiling at him.

"so what, okay? so what? i'm sure you've lusted for every one of the girls too, and probably fucked them, like, a lot," tyler suddenly snaps, pushing josh's hand away.

"aw, is the little guy jealous?"

"no, and don't call me that." he narrows his eyes, trying not to let himself fall for whatever this is.

in one swift motion, josh grabs his wrists, spins them around, and pins tyler against the wall with his wrists beside his head. the younger shuts up instantly, eyes growing wide.

"you are such a little brat... but i can't lie, i kind of like it," he says, and tyler is to baffled to even think about responding. josh wedges his thigh between the boy's legs, purposely rubbing against tyler's crotch. the boy bites his lip, stifling a groan.

"but i have to tell you, there's a difference between the girls and you," josh speaks lowly, lips brushing against tyler's ear.

he pauses for a moment, lingering kisses along the boy's jaw. tyler's shorts grow tighter and he just knows josh can feel his hard-on against his thigh right now. desperately trying not to make any noises that would embarrass himself, tyler purses his lips.

"i wanted the girls," he starts, now peppering kisses down the boy's neck, "but i need you."

tyler could literally come right now, right in his damn shorts.

"really?" he murmurs, no longer caring if this is some sort of trick josh uses to get new recruits in bed with him. at this point, lust clouds any other thoughts he'd be having otherwise. all he craves right now is josh.

"yes, really," josh says, licking a stripe up the boy's neck. tyler can't hold it in anymore, a soft moan escaping him as he rolls his hips against josh's thigh. the man lets go of his wrists and instead holds his hips in place, forcing tyler to hold still.

"but unfortunately," the older starts, pressing a final kiss to tyler's collarbone before pulling away completely, "it's almost time for you to head out."

"nooo," tyler whines, hitting the back of his head against the wall. "come on..."

"sorry, dear," josh grins, tongue gliding across his top teeth. "maybe tomorrow."

tyler sighs as he glances down at his boner. "fine. i should go get ready, then."

"yes, you should. go make me some big bucks, and maybe i'll go easy on you tomorrow."