Tyler taps the end of his pencil against the table in boredom, not paying attention to anything his old ass tutor is saying. He doesn't even need a stupid fucking math tutor. His grades are just fine, but his mom insists on him getting straight A's so he can get into a good college and become a doctor.

Tyler doesn't want to be a stupid doctor, and he doesn't want to listen to his stupid tutor.

"And you have to factor-"

"Can I use the bathroom?" Tyler interrupts, earning a sigh from the thirty-year old man.

He's been Tyler's tutor for a few months now. His name is Josh, and the only thing Tyler knows about him is that he has such a monotone, boring voice.

"Sure," Josh mutters, leaning back in his chair. "Be quick."

Tyler scurries away, making a break for his bedroom instead of the bathroom. He lays on his bed, phone in hand, and decides to FaceTime his boyfriend, Brendon. He picks up on the third ring.

"Hey baby," Brendon grins, setting his phone down and holding up a bong.

Tyler blinks a few times, wishing he could be with Brendon right now. He sighs. "I'm so bored."

"Aren't you supposed to be studying right now?" His boyfriend teases, taking a hit on the bong and blowing smoke at the camera.

"That's boring," Tyler murmurs, licking his lips. "I wish I was with you right now."

Brendon raises an eyebrow, leaning closer to the camera. "Are you alone right now?"

Tyler nods.

"I know what'll make you feel better."

"What?" Tyler smiles, biting his lip in a sexy way.

"Close your eyes, baby. I want you to touch yourself. I want you to think about how good I make you feel. Can you do that?"

"Mhm," Tyler hums, his eyes shutting as his free hand trails down his stomach and slips under his boxers. He's semi-hard, shutting his eyes tight as he listens to Brendon.

"You're so fucking hot," he says quietly. "I want to fuck you so hard right now."

"Mmm," Tyler moans softly, small hands working over his length. "What else?"

"I want to feel you around me and I want to hear you begging for my big cock," Brendon watches Tyler hungrily. "I want to hear you, baby. Let me hear those pretty moans."

"Fuck," Tyler gasps, throwing his head back against the pillow. "Feels so good."

He works himself quickly, jaw slack as moans flow out of him carelessly. He completely forgets he isn't home alone. That is, until Josh flings the door open.

"What are you doing!?" He yells, catching the brunette off guard.

Tyler squeaks, quickly ending the call with Brendon and pulling his hand out of his pants. "What the fuck!? Get out!"

"Stand up," the older orders, face void of all emotion.

"What-"

"Stand up," Josh repeats, raising his eyebrows in a challenging manner. "And get over here."

Tyler rolls his eyes, stomping his feet as he approaches the man. "What? What do you want?"

Josh's hands grab his wrists, suddenly, forcing him against the wall with his hands above his head. Tyler gasps, grunting as he hits the wall. "What the hell!?"

"Your parents pay me good fucking money," Josh speaks lowly, his breath hot against Tyler's face. "Not for you to run off and be a slut in the middle of a session."

Tyler doesn't answer, he's too busy glancing back and forth between Josh's eyes and his lips. Maybe Tyler's just horny, but Josh looks really hot right now. His tongue glides over his lips as he realizes how hard he suddenly is.

Josh flips him around so his front is facing the wall and grabs his ass roughly. Tyler's breath hitches, swallowing nervously as he looks back at the man.

"Maybe this will make you pay attention," Josh mumbles, attaching his lips to Tyler's neck.

The boy groans, tilting his head to the side to give Josh more room. Josh's hands slide under his shirt and reach around him, pinching the boy's nipples and twisting them between his fingers.

"Fuck," Tyler groans, pushing his ass back against Josh, feeling the large bulge in his pants. "Fuck me."

Josh chuckles, pulling away from sucking on Tyler's neck with a pop. His hands travel lower, fingers tracing over the younger's clothed cock. "Who was that you were on the phone with?"

"M-My boyfriend," Tyler blushes, honestly having forgotten about Brendon.

Josh's tongue clicks against the roof of his mouth, smirking slyly. "Boyfriend, hm? You gonna tell him about this? About how good an older man makes you feel?"

Tyler shakes his head quickly, moaning as Josh grips his cock.

"Good."

The brunette is spun around again, this time getting pushed backwards until he falls on the bed. Josh climbs on top, straddling him as their lips attach in a heated kiss. The older rubs their cocks together, the friction from their clothes making both moan. It isn't long before Josh is fully naked, his knees on either side of Tyler's head.

"Let's put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, yeah?" Josh asks, smirking when Tyler nods in response. The younger opens his mouth obediently, allowing Josh to slide his cock between the boy's lips.

"Fuck," Josh groans, grabbing a fistful of Tyler's hair. The latter hums around his length, relaxing his throat as Josh pushes deeper, deeper until he can't anymore. "You're good at this, hm? Like sucking my fucking cock?"

"Mhm," Tyler hums, wrapping his arms around Josh's thighs and digging his blunt nails into them. He's had plenty of practice with Brendon before. He's good at this, and he wants to prove so to the older man. Tyler squeezes his eyes shut when Josh begins thrusting onto his mouth, desperately trying not to choke.

"Look at me," Josh speaks between moans. The brunette complies, his wet eyes meeting Josh's as his mouth gets fucked. "I'm gonna cum and you're gonna swallow it all, got it?"

Tyler hums in response, gagging around Josh's cock but the latter doesn't stop. He goes and goes until hot liquid meets the back of Tyler's throat, and he gags so hard he feels his stomach clench.

"Gooood boy," Josh moans, finally pulling out. Tyler swallows every drop of his cum before he gasps, trying to catch his breath.

Suddenly, Josh pulls Tyler's shirt over his head and flips him over, pulling off his shorts and boxers. He grabs Tyler's ankles, pushing them towards the boy so his ass perks up.

"Look at that," Josh whispers, spreading Tyler's ass open. He spits, making the brunette gasp. Slowly, Josh pushes his index finger inside the boy, knuckle deep.

"Oh my god," Tyler groans, gripping the bed sheets beneath him.

Josh slowly works his finger inside the boy before he adds another, scissoring them as he attempts to stretch Tyler. "Does that feel good, baby? Do I make you feel good?"

"M-Mhm," Tyler moans, pushing back against Josh's fingers. "So fucking good."

Josh pumps his fingers into Tyler as he spits on his other hand and smoothes it against his cock. He removes his fingers, but quickly replaces them with the head of his dick.

His hands soothe over Tyler's back, gripping his hips as he admires the little dimples indented in his lower back. Josh pushes in slowly, stopping once his entire length is buried inside the younger.

"Oh my fucking god," Tyler says, breathless. His back arches further, toes curling against the bed.

"You gonna tell your boyfriend how big my cock is? How much better it feels for me to fuck you, hm?" Josh growls, pulling all of the way out before snapping his hips forward. Tyler gasps, eyes rolling into the back of his head as Josh rolls his hips into him.

"N-No," he stutters, gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles turn white.

"But what if I want you to?" Josh chuckles, reaching forward and gripping brown locks. He pulls Tyler's head up, his other hand closing around the younger's neck. "What if I want you to tell him and bring him over so I can fuck him right in front of you?"

Tyler whines, loud and high-pitched, as he gets fucked relentlessly. He never expected this out of Josh. And although it's unexpected, Tyler really likes the idea of watching Josh fuck his boyfriend.

"You'd like that, huh?" Josh continues, letting out a little groan as he squeezes his fingers around the boy's throat.

"Uh huh," Tyler gasps, squeezing his eyes shut as Josh's cock brushes against his prostate. That familiar heat begins to pool in his stomach. "Fuck, right there. Don't stop."

Josh's hands return to his hips, gripping them tightly as he fucks the feeling out of Tyler's legs. A very loud, almost scream, erupts from Tyler, his thighs shaking and knees buckling as he cums in white ribbons all over his bed.

"So fucking hot," Josh groans, thrusting his hips a few more times before he pulls out, coming all over Tyler's back and filling his cute little dimples.

"Shit," Tyler breathes, panting as he slowly comes down from his high. Josh glances around the bedroom, taking a towel from the laundry basket and wiping Tyler's back clean.

"Do not tell your parents," Josh warns, flipping the boy over and leaning in close. "Otherwise they'll fire me. We don't want that, do we?"

Tyler shakes his head, finding himself staring at Josh's lips again. They're perfectly shaped and look so soft... God, Tyler wants to kiss him again.

"And tomorrow, why don't you invite your boyfriend over?"

"Okay," Tyler squeaks, face flushing. He's not sure why he's suddenly so nervous around the man now.

"Good, same time tomorrow?"